In the depths of the Ghost Mansion in the mountains, between a cloud of black mist, a black city gate decorated with thousands of hideous grimaces slowly opened.

A viscous lacquer, but with a hint of strange light, erupted from the gates. Yin Xuege was rushed by that netherworld aura, only to feel that the flesh and blood all over his body were frozen together, and even the speed of thinking slowed down.

But the evil path and ghost cultivators around him suddenly became vigorous as if they had swallowed the elixir, and even many of them opened their mouths and swallowed the black netherworld qi in large gulps. As these ghost cultivators swallowed, their aura gradually grew, and the Netherworld Qi that swallowed a few breaths here was actually much stronger than the ascension they had received in a month of penance cultivation in the outside world.

Yin Xuege couldn't help but be secretly frightened, the era of the end of the law had not completely passed, and just the opening of some small caves had caused such a huge change to these Eastern monks. He really couldn't imagine that before the era of the end of the law, when the sky was full of divine immortals and Buddhas, was it possible for a monk to achieve the golden pill in his teens and ascend in a hundred years?

Including Yin Blood Song, four hundred and ninety young monks who had been allowed to step into the Little Netherworld stood neatly in front of the black city gate.

The inside of the city gate was pitch black, and the surging netherworld qi was constantly spewing out. The Ten Thousand Evil Bone King and the eight elders of the Evil Bone Dao stood in front of the city gate, carrying the ghost incense made of demon beast bone marrow and demon bird essence blood in their hands, dancing and kneeling there, sacrificing to the ancestors of the Evil Bone Dao, and at the same time sacrificing the ancient ghost Dao Golden Immortal who opened up the small Netherworld Dojo and created a lineage of the mountain.

After the sacrificial ceremony was completed, naturally a group of disciples and grandchildren of the Evil Bone Dao removed the altar and incense candles.

The Ten Thousand Evil Bone King turned around and sneered at the group of young monks standing behind him: "This king. Here, there is no more wasted saliva. Well. You are all disciples of my Evil Bone Dao lineage, the rules of this little Netherworld. You get it. ”

The ghost fire in his eyes was entangled, and the King of Ten Thousand Evil Bones said coldly: "Except for His Royal Highness the Blood Song, he is the guest of honor of this king, and he can not abide by the rules of his own door." The other disciples took out all the storage treasures on their bodies, and then went to a few elders to get the standard storage tips. If someone secretly hides the treasure of storage, but it is discovered, it will be all over the house!"

Yin Xuege looked at the Ten Thousand Evil Bone King in confusion and entered the Little Netherworld. What are the rules?

Okay, he's a specially invited guest, he doesn't have to abide by these rules, but the other young cultivators, what do they need to prepare? In Yin Xuege's puzzled gaze, he saw more than four hundred cultivators step forward one after another, spread their arms and let those elders of the Evil Bone Dao use spells to detect them, and then handed them a palm-sized bag with a grimace embroidered on it.

Among these young monks, Yin Xuege only knew Hu Jiaojiao and Hu Meimei, two sisters.

waited for Hu Meimei to return with the tips. Yin Xuege hurriedly came to her side and asked in a low voice, "What kind of rules did the old bone king say?"

Already knowing that Yin Xuege's identity is extraordinary, and he is a noble existence that he and the Hu family cannot provoke, Hu Meimei is very cautious and very cautious, bowed her head and said softly: "Son, you are a noble guest of the Evil Bone Dao. His Holiness and the elders, of course, there is no need to say such useless words to you, Prince. ”

Hu Meimei said it gently, and Yin Xuege listened to it in her ears. Suddenly, I had a better understanding of the Evil Bone Dao, a ghost Dao sect.

According to the rules of the Evil Bone Dao, every time you enter the Little Netherworld. All disciples must hand over all the storage magic weapons on their bodies, and can only enter with the special storage tips of the Evil Bone Dao. After entering the Little Netherworld. Whatever is gained in it, the Evil Bone Dao must share a share.

If you get some powerful exercises or classics, the Evil Bone Dao will take away the original classics, but the person who finds the classics can have a copy. If they get all kinds of cultivation materials such as heaven and earth treasures, ghost dao elixirs, and flying sword magic weapons, if they are disciples of the evil bone dao, they have to pay seventy percent of what they get to the sect, that is, they can only keep thirty percent of the harvest for themselves.

"Seventy percent, this is too dark!" Yin Xuege looked at Hu Meimei in shock: "What about you, you are not the descendants of the Evil Bone Dao!"

Hu Meimei's moist red lips pursed slightly, and she sighed helplessly.

These young monks of the small families and small sects who were attached to the Evil Bone Dao Sect, all the items they had gained in the Little Netherworld, except for the classics, had to be handed over to ninety percent! That is to say, no matter how many treasures they got inside, they could only take one percent with them.

And what about this percentage, they still have to pay most of it to the sects and families behind them, and what they can really keep in their hands is often only two or three out of a hundred. And for this insignificant gain, they must go in and out of various dangerous places in the small netherworld, and risk the risk of falling, in order to have a certain discovery.

But even with such a quota, these cult monks from small families are also eager to get it. Because if they didn't let their best young disciples go in and take risks, they wouldn't even have this income. Moreover, this small netherworld realm is certainly dangerous, but there is also a great opportunity in it, maybe a young disciple will get a magical inheritance after entering, and they may ascend to the sky in one step and become a descendant disciple of the Evil Bone Dao!

This is the rule of the Evil Bone Dao Small Netherworld, and this is the law of the jungle of the Evil Demon Outer Dao!

"It's just that I don't want to become a disciple of the Evil Bone Dao!" Hu Meimei looked at Yin Xuege with a contemplative face, suddenly lowered her voice, and said something that was enough to make her family elders vomit blood in anger: "If you become a disciple of the Evil Bone Dao, you must cultivate the Evil Bone and Ghost Sutra, and all the flesh and blood will be turned into invisible, and all of them will become white bones!

Listening to Hu Meimei's very rebellious words, Yin Xuege couldn't help but roll her eyes. After carefully looking at Hu Meimei's delicate and beautiful little face, Yin Xuege couldn't help but nod secretly. Although he is young and does not understand the customs of men and women for the time being, he also feels that Hu Meimei's appearance at the moment is much more beautiful than those bone frames in the Evil Bone Dao.

Glancing at the Ten Thousand Evil Bone King standing at the entrance of the Little Netherworld, Yin Xuege glanced at his lower body with a strange gaze, and then shook his head gently. This skeleton. It's really ugly, even if you cultivate to become an immortal, what about a skeleton immortal. Is it worthy of envy?

The four hundred and eighty-nine evil cultivators under the age of thirty-six all received the tips, and the Ten Thousand Evil Bone King slapped his palms vigorously. Shouted loudly.

"Wait, you are all the elite disciples of my Evil Bone Dao Sect! That's why you are qualified to step into the Little Netherworld! You are all the hope for the future rise of my Evil Bone Dao, and the hope for my Evil Bone Dao to stand tall in the Eastern Cultivation Realm!"

"However, my evil bone path is a ghost path and evil cultivator, and I have never done those things that rub grease and powder. The ugly words are said in the front, before the end of the Dharma era, every time the small netherworld is opened, there will always be unlucky disciples who fall into it. Some special years. There are even more than seventy percent of the people who are gone. ”

"So, think about it carefully, do you really want to go in! In the era of the end of the law, the little netherworld has not been opened for thousands of years, and we old guys are too old to enter at all, let alone know what kind of scene is inside. Maybe once you enter, you will fall completely, which is not necessarily a thing!"

"Think about it again! This king will not lie to you, and will not force you to enter. You may ascend to the sky in one step, and from then on soar to become an immortal and become holy, but it is also possible that your soul will be scattered and you will never be able to be reborn! If you want to quit, quit quickly, this king still has time to choose other candidates!"

There was silence. No one spoke.

Whether it was the four hundred and ninety young monks including Yin Xuege, or the tens of thousands of onlookers from the Evil Bone Dao, as well as those members of the vassal sects and families. Everyone looked at the Ten Thousand Evil Bone King in a daze.

The upper and lower gums slammed into each other, and the Ten Thousand Evil Bone King clapped his hands vigorously: "That's good." Let the king in! By the way, no private fights are allowed inside. Don't take revenge and revenge, once you find out, it's not you who is unlucky, your division commander and relatives will be unlucky!"

Reciting a spell, the Ten Thousand Evil Bone King struck a twisted skeleton ghost shadow on Yin Xuege's body in front of many young monks, making an evil magic mark for him. He said with a strange smile: "This His Royal Highness Yin Blood Song is the guest of honor of this king. Hehe, you all have a brighter heart, anyone who shoots at him will be marked by this king's supernatural powers, and you all have to die!"

Fang Cai was still acting as a flower messenger by Hu Jiaojiao's side, and the young ghost cultivator who was sucked away by Yin Xuege's flying knife screamed angrily: "Dharma King, this is not fair, we can't attack him, but he can attack us, isn't this a loss?"

"Suffer?" The Ten Thousand Evil Bone King glanced at the young ghost cultivator, and suddenly shouted: "Are you afraid of suffering?"

With a finger in his hand, a black bone spear roared out, and before the young ghost cultivator could say 'bad', the bone spear had already pierced through his eyebrows, beating his head to shreds and completely killing his soul. The King of Ten Thousand Evil Bones laughed fiercely and shouted: "Who belongs to this little rabbit cub? Destroy the door! Kill all the doors! Dare to talk about conditions with this king? It's getting more and more unlikely!"

Before a few pale-faced ghost cultivators in the crowd could quickly open their mouths to beg for mercy, several Evil Bone Dao generals with their bodies entwined with ghost fire and bronze bones had already roared and rushed over, chopping a few ghost cultivators into pieces on the spot. The souls of the ghost cultivators rushed up with the green light of the forest, trying to escape by the yin wind, but several evil bone dao generals grabbed them and grabbed their souls in their hands and stuffed them into their mouths.

'Click, click' chewed on the souls of these unlucky ghost cultivators, and several evil bone dao generals looked at the countless ghost cultivators who were silent.

"This king is very reasonable!" The King of Ten Thousand Evil Bones screamed: "Who else thinks this king's words are unfair?"

No one said a word, and all the ghost cultivators lowered their heads and put on a posture of sincere and fearful submission. The Ten Thousand Evil Bone King nodded with satisfaction, he hooked his finger at Yin Blood Song, and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness Blood Song, if you go in, there will definitely be no evil bone Dao people attacking you, this is what this king promised to Yin Blood Emperor, and he will naturally do it." ”

After a pause, the face of the Ten Thousand Evil Bone King was also a little ugly: "But the Arhat relics you took from that little bald donkey, remember not to release them in the Little Netherworld, otherwise, this king doesn't know what will happen!

Yin Xuege smiled and bowed to the Ten Thousand Evil Bone King, his gaze wandering over the faces of Hu Jiaojiao and several of her flower messengers. Hu Jiaojiao and the others' faces turned pale for a while. One by one, they lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at Yin Xuege more.

The Ten Thousand Evil Bone King nodded with satisfaction, and he casually designated one person from among the people of the Evil Bone Dao. The Evil Bone Dao Sect man, whose muscles were mostly rotten and most of his bones were exposed, ran out happily. Kowtowed to the King of Ten Thousand Evil Bones. Then he stood up triumphantly, picked up the bag of the young ghost cultivator who had been killed, and stood in the crowd with his head held high.

Hu Meimei's eyes widened, and she glanced at the young monk who was half rotting in flesh and blood, revealing a large area of white bones, and her soft little face turned a miserable green, and under the background of the ghostly fire around her, it was really no different from a grimace.

"Let's go in, let's go in. Be careful!" The Ten Thousand Evil Bone King muttered in a deep voice: "Remember, remember, be greedy, and get back a lot of good things when you see them, even if they are risky." How many good things you get back is related to your future in the door!So, boys, be greedy, and don't be afraid of death. Most of you, in fact, have already died once, so don't be afraid. ”

The ghost's flickering gaze glared fiercely at Yin Blood Song, and the Ten Thousand Evil Bone King said in a deep voice, "His Highness Blood Song." Don't be too relieved! Safety first, don't talk too much! Those Nether Stones, Nether Trees, Nether Grass, and the like are useless to you. You just have to look for those heavenly treasures that can improve your soul and body, and don't touch the others!"

Yin Xuege smiled and saluted the Ten Thousand Evil Bone King. Then he waved his natal bat wings, and a remnant of the shadow escaped into the huge gate of the Little Netherworld. A thick cloud of black gas enveloped his body. Yin Xuege only felt that there was a darkness around him, and after a whirlwind, he had come to a wonderful shijie that made his soul feel extremely relaxed and peaceful.

This is the Little Netherworld, the dojo left by the ancient ghost Dao Golden Immortals!

Here and the outside world is the same, there are mountains and water, and the mountain is strange, the water veins are long, simply look at the form of this landscape, the end is a piece of heaven and earth.

But the sky here is pitch black, and there is a turquoise glow shining from behind the thick clouds, reflecting the whole shijie in a green color. The mountains here are strangely white, the water is strange dark green, and the flowers and trees on the mountains are extremely cold dark green, deep blue, pitch black, purple and red, and the colorful colors of the outside world cannot be seen here.

The rich netherworld aura turned into a black wind visible to the naked eye and swept everywhere, and the netherworld aura was extremely cold, and with the body of the blood demon of Yin Blood Song, he felt trembling all over, and he couldn't take a step.

But soon, something happened that made Yin Xuege happy. A faint silver glow rippled across his chest, and the silver jade cicada released a gentle liliang that enveloped his whole body, quickly dispelling the discomfort brought to him by the Netherworld Qi.

There was also a hot current in Yin Xuege's lower abdomen that slowly flowed all over his body, and in the next moment, something surprising and terrifying appeared to Yin Xuege - as if he felt the almost substantial netherworld qi from the outside world, there was actually an invisible vortex in his lower abdomen, and the rich netherworld qi around him was swallowed by this invisible vortex, and then the more powerful heat flow quickly flowed through his body, and Yin Xuege could feel that his liliang was increasing rapidly!

Heaven is pitiful, although Yin Blood Song is the body of a blood demon, the blood demon is also a living creature, a kind of demon clan!

And the Netherworld Qi can only be absorbed by ghosts! Yin Blood Song can certainly absorb the Moonlight Essence and the Innate Taiyin Qi, but whether it is the Moonlight Essence or the Innate Taiyin Qi, it is the Heaven and Earth Essence that the Demon Clan needs!

But that's not the case with Netherworld Qi! Yin Blood Song is a living creature, not a zombie ghost, and it is completely impossible for him to absorb Netherworld Qi!

But something was happening that made Yin Xuege puzzled, there seemed to be a bottomless abyss in his lower abdomen, which was frantically devouring the rich and almost substantial netherworld aura of the outside world. Moreover, his body was still rapidly transforming the Netherworld Qi in a way that Yin Blood Song himself could not understand, in a method that he himself did not understand and could not control, and turned him into the energy needed by Yin Blood Song's body.

The physical body is slowly increasing, and the blood qi energy in the blood is also increasing.

Yin Xuege's body was gradually shrouded in a faint layer of blood mist, and this layer of blood mist gradually became thicker, and finally turned into a ball of blood inflammation that enveloped his whole body.

"Okay, I'm a monster, I'm a demon, I can devour the essence and blood of the living, and I can also devour the breath of the Netherworld!" Yin Xuege held the hilt of the Blood Spirit Sword, and wanted to use the hilt to slam his own head. He was completely confused about what was going on in his body, Netherworld, was this something that a living creature should be able to absorb?

After thinking about it for a while, Yin Xuege couldn't find an answer, so he gave up his efforts to continue to pursue this obviously unreasonable matter.

The most important thing now is to find the heaven and earth spiritual objects that are useful to him in the small netherworld, and the rest are minor problems.

Every time the Little Netherworld is opened, according to the records of the Evil Bone Dao for countless years, the time that can be entered is not certain! Perhaps this Little Netherworld itself already has spiritual wisdom, and how long each time it is opened, it must be decided according to his mood.

In ancient times, the disciples of the Evil Bone Dao were unlucky, and they opened it dozens of times in a row, and each time they entered the Little Netherworld Realm, they were thrown out after only three or five days. But there are also those who have taken great luck, there are evil bone dao disciples who have entered the small netherworld realm, and they have stayed for three consecutive jiazi, and the small netherworld has not been opened again in those three jiazi.

When the Evil Bone Dao disciple walked out of the Little Netherworld Realm after Sanjiazi, he was already a great monk who would not leave the realm, and he was one step away from ascending to become an immortal!

Therefore, no one can figure out what the situation is every time the Little Netherworld is opened, Yin Blood Song may be able to stay here for a long time, or he may be kicked out in three or five days. So he had to hurry up and find as much work as he could!

Whether it's the Black-Hearted Soul Attraction Lotus or the Blood Soul Pulp, Yin Blood Song hopes that he can find them, and the more there are, the better!

Spreading his natal bat wings, Yin Blood Song followed a long wind of netherworld qi and flew towards the depths of the small netherworld.

Directly in front of him, a tall black stone tower stood behind a high mountain, and the entire body of the tower was faintly phosphorescent, and a low ghost whistle continued to be heard. (To be continued......)

PS: The Scarlet Start Book Club will be held on the 11th of this month, and I hope you can come to the scene to join me in the high-burst. On the 11th, I will wait for you in Changsha, where are you?

Time: 7:00 p.m. on April 11

Location: Riverside Activity Center, Hunan Normal University, Changsha

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