Ascend Another Day

In the underworld, next to the Nai River, such a scene suddenly appeared, which is unavoidably scary.

Xu Ying raised his vigilance, slowed down, passed by the willow tree, the person under the tree invited him, and said, "Master Xu, why don't you come and sit down?"

Pi Qi was vigilant, and said in a low voice: "Ah Ying, the person who came is not good!"

Xu Ying nodded slightly, and said: "If we come, we will be safe. The other party has set up a battle here, and they have obviously been waiting for a long time, and they will not let us leave easily."

He walked across from the man, pleaded guilty, and sat down. Those bull demons stood behind him, but they were not standing on the ground, but standing in the cloudy wind, with their feet unable to touch the ground, it was eerie.

This is the confidence of the promise.

Although I don't know why these bull demons followed me, but with these bull demons and bone-beating soul whips, I think they can deal with dangers.

The man on the opposite side was a frowning old man. He couldn't tell how old he was, but he could only see wrinkles like knives, which were carved deep into his skin, as deep as if they were going to be carved into the bones.

He was so old that his eyes were deeply sunken into the eye sockets, sitting under the green lamp, his eyes were like two red incense sticks hidden in the eye sockets.

He also has a strange smell of incense, but from the outside, he doesn't look like a god.

The sad-faced old man poured tea for Xu Ying. Although Xu Ying was thirsty, he refused to drink tea and asked, "Do you know me?"

Xi Qi stared at the tea bowl and swallowed, but there were only two stools and two teacups here, and he didn't have a share.

The sad-faced old man smiled and said, "I know. I hugged you when you were young."

Xu Ying looked at him in surprise, tried to recall his childhood, and said, "Why don't I remember my husband? My family lives in Xujiaping, Xujiaping's surname is Xu, my father is the third, and his name is Xu Sanlang. My mother is from the next village. , called Luo Yinghua. I am the second in the family, and I have an older sister... No!"

His eyes gradually turned red, and the scene of Wangxiangtai appeared in his mind, remembering the little boy who bumped his leg, and the couple who couldn't see their faces clearly.

Yan Qi and Da Zhong each became nervous: "Oops, Ah Ying is going to get sick again!"

The sad-looking old man motioned for him to drink tea, and said, "You have had a headache since you were a child, and it hasn't healed until now. It's really pitiful."

Xu Ying had a splitting headache, picked up the teacup and put it down again, and said with a smile: "Since the old man has hugged me, he must know a lot about my childhood, right?"

Seeing that he didn't drink tea, the sad old man became even more sad. Suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and there was a big temple flying in the sky, only to hear the voice of the white-clothed Nuo fairy shouting: "That little devil who raises big snakes, where are you hiding? Don't hide, come out! You can use two swords again to let him go!" Let me see!"

Xu Ying and He Qi's expressions suddenly changed, and the big bell rang, but those bull demons were calm and composed, and stood in the dark wind and snorted a few times.

Even if Xu Ying wanted to get up and leave, the old man with a sad face said: "You can rest assured that he won't find me here. Soon Yongzhou Ghost Mansion Judge Ling Youdao will pass by here and lead him away."

Xu Ying's eyes flickered, and he quietly urged Tianyan to observe him, and said with a smile, "What's the old man's name?"

He uses the mirror between his brows with spiritual consciousness, and his sky eyes are open, reflecting the sad old man.

Xu Ying's heart trembled slightly, and he saw a boundless and vast god-man sitting behind the sad-faced old man. The god-man was sitting in the void, full of rays of light, and he couldn't look directly at it!

"Air refiner!"

Xu Ying's heart was awe-inspiring, and he hurriedly turned away his sky eyes, looking at his nose, nose and heart, not daring to have any abnormalities.

This sad old man, like the girl in the coffin, is a Qi refiner!

However, didn't the girl in the coffin say that Qi refiners are extinct? Where did this sad old man come from?

The sad-faced old man felt something strange, as if someone had glanced at him, but then the strange feeling disappeared, he was surprised, and looked around. There are only ghosts and gods wandering around the ruined temple, and Nuo immortals in white clothes are circling around the temple, looking for the whereabouts of Xu Ying and others, but there are no other high-level people present.

"Is there a master hiding nearby?"

He didn't find the person who was spying on him, so he raised a little precaution in his heart, and said: "The Nuo Immortal of Shuikou Temple is surnamed Chen, and his name is Mianzhu. He was once the emperor of Nandian Kingdom. He admires the culture of China and came to China to study. This person The talent is indeed amazing, and the source of blessing is also very profound. After learning the inheritance of the Nuo master, he opened the secret treasure of Yujing and obtained the mysterious inheritance. After returning to China, his cultivation strength has improved by a thousand miles. In just a hundred years, he has cultivated to the realm of the Nuo fairy .”

When Xu Ying heard him talk about the origin of the white-clothed Nuo fairy, he couldn't help but listen carefully.

The old man with a sad face said: "Chen Mianzhu was three hundred and sixty-seven years old. When he became a Nuo fairy, he was grateful for his limited lifespan, so he prepared for his death. He gathered the national power of the Southern Dian Kingdom, let the people worship the gods, and created There are statues of gods. At the end of his life, he finally built the Shuikou Temple, one end connected to the yang world, and the other end connected to the underworld. He hid his hidden scene in the underworld, and wanted to be an immortal Nuo fairy, Yin and Yang The two lives coexisted. He enslaved the gods to refine elixir for him, served his food and daily life, and let him still live a life like an emperor. The so-called life of a fairy is nothing more than that. Until one day..."

Xu Ying said: "Until one day, a sword strikes and cuts open his hiding place! A peerless powerhouse enters his hiding place and beheads him!"

The sad old man had a strange expression on his face, and said: "The man's sword broke into his hiding place, and he didn't kill him, but ate him."

A chill welled up in Xu Ying's heart, and he crawled from his tailbone to the back of his head, and said hoarsely, "Eat him?"

He took a sip of tea unconsciously to moisten his throat.

Yun Qi and Da Zhong are addicted to listening to stories, and they didn't notice this scene at all.

The old man with a sad face said: "It was eaten very clean, only a piece of skin was left, and even the soul was wiped out. The existence that ate him was eaten very carefully, as if he was tasting the delicacies that he cooked. Not willing to waste it."

Speaking of this, his throat couldn't help rolling up and down, as if he was swallowing saliva, as if Nuo Xian was a delicacy that made people's index fingers twitch.

The sad-looking old man picked up the teapot, poured tea for Xu Ying, and continued: "If it was an ordinary death, Chen Mianzhu would not have such deep resentment, it is because he was eaten bite by bite when he was alive, leaving only the skin , That's why he's full of resentment. In fact, he only has a little consciousness left."

Xu Ying suddenly realized, drank tea and said, "No wonder his strength seems to be very strong, but he is not that strong."

The sad-faced old man said: "He has been eaten up, and there is only a little skin left. How strong can he be? But if he is strong outside but capable in the middle, if he bullies the big Nuo, he will suffer when he meets a master of the middle. Well, the general judgment of the ghost mansion has already done it." He lured away."

At this time, Ling Tongpan's exclamation came from the sky, and then the white-clothed Nuo Xian laughed and said, "You **** of wood carving and clay sculpture, you don't have much flesh in your body, how dare you come here to play wild with me?"

The voice of Ling Tongpan came: "I am the judge of the Yin court, how dare you do anything to me? Killing me is breaking the rules of heaven, you can't bear it and walk around!"

"What is the Yin Court? Another day to kill the Yin Court, I will be the Emperor of the Yin Court!"

Their voices gradually faded away, Xu Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Thank you, old man."

The old man with a sad face said: "Young Master Xu, please go on your way."

Xu Ying got up, his eyes were a little dazed, he shook his head, then came to his senses, and walked into the vast night with Gonchi and a few bull demons, his figure gradually disappeared.

The old man with a sad face was stunned, unable to speak for a while.

After a while, the sad-faced old man lost his voice and said, "Grandma Meng, you have really mixed water in your tea! It's not just water, it's water mixed with tea, right?"

He was so angry that his hands and feet trembled. The dignified Meng Po Soup and Ecstasy Soup only confused Xu Ying for a while, and then he woke up, as if he hadn't been fascinated by anything.

Here, Po Meng must have released the water!

"No, I must go to Granny Meng and ask her to explain to me!"

The sad-faced old man stood up, cleared the stone table, put away the tea set, and touched the blue paper umbrella leaning against the stone table, but found nothing.

The sad-looking old man reached out to touch it again, but he still couldn't find the paper umbrella. He couldn't help saying angrily, "My umbrella? Which **** stole my umbrella?"

He was terrified in his heart: "Could it be that master who secretly glanced at me just now? He spied on me secretly and stole my paper umbrella quietly. Could it be to demonstrate to me?"

He looked around vigilantly, and said loudly: "Which friend is joking with the old man? You might as well show up!"

He waited for a long time, but there was still no movement around, so he stepped back step by step, guarding against death, and guarding against someone secretly attacking.

He suddenly jumped up, turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the blue sky, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Even this great master can't find any flaws in me!"

"Finally arrived at Wuwang Mountain!"

Xu Ying and the others returned to Qinyan Cave in Wuwang Mountain and entered the Niwan Palace, Xiqi couldn't help crying with joy, and said: "I almost died when I left the cave twice, and I won't go out again from now on!"

The big clock flew out from the back of Xu Ying's head with a green paper umbrella, and asked curiously, "What happened last time when you almost died?"

"I met a snake catcher and was chased by him for three days and three nights."

Yan Qi looked at the green paper umbrella and asked in confusion, "Master Zhong, what's the matter with this umbrella?"

The big clock was triumphant, and said: "I saw it leaning against the leg of the table. It was very pleasant. I took advantage of the old man's distraction and took it. He really didn't notice it."

Yan Qi rolled up the blue paper umbrella with the tip of his tail, opened it with a bang, and brought it to the top of his head, like a small mushroom on his head, saying: "It's too small."

The green paper umbrella became much bigger with a whoosh, just enough to cover his big head. He Qi clicked his tongue in amazement, and exclaimed, "It's actually a magic weapon!" He didn't return the bell.

"Ah Ying has Master Zhong, so this umbrella belongs to Qin Yandong's second master of course!" He thought to himself.

Xu Ying picked up the bone whip and looked at it carefully. The skull on the tip of the whip shook its head, triumphantly, and let out a crackling laugh.

This whip whips souls, the living and the dead and even gods, as long as they are souls, even city gods and ruined temple ghosts and gods will be beaten until their bodies are twisted and weep bitterly. But the white bone whip couldn't beat Xu Ying, which made him quite curious.

"Why am I not afraid of this whip?"

Xu Ying was puzzled, and handed the whip to Juan Qi, saying, "Give me a whip."

Gnawing the whip in his hand, Juanqi suddenly became more courageous and shouted: "Ah Ying, you made me whip it, you can't go back on it!"

Xu Ying urged: "Hurry up!"

He Qi swung his whip and whipped it down, shouting: "This whip today will avenge me for being chased and killed by you. From then on, you and my brother will have both grievances and grievances~www.wuxiamtl.com~ We will not owe each other!"

"Snapped!"

He whipped the whip and hit Xu Ying. Xu Ying still only felt a slight shock in his soul, but nothing else.

Those bull demons also followed Xu Ying into Qinyan Cave, and when they saw Xun Qi beating Xu Ying, they couldn't help being furious, and whipped Xun Qi down one after another.

Juan Qi hurriedly shouted: "He made me smoke it, not me...ah, it hurts!"

He was hit by a whip and fell to the ground in such pain that he was surrounded by a herd of cows, whipping non-stop, only the screams and crackling of the whips could be heard incessantly.

Xu Ying hurriedly stepped forward to stop the herd of cows, and only then rescued the snake, only to see that the big snake had been beaten until it was foaming at the mouth and dying, and said weakly: "Ah Ying, you can't settle what you owe me..."

Xu Ying was puzzled, and said: "Why is Xiao Qi being beaten and screamed so badly, why can't I feel it?"

Da Zhong was also a little puzzled, and said: "The soul whip is only for the soul, is it because your soul is different. Wait a minute, I will knock out your soul to see!"

It didn't wait for Xu Ying to speak, then suddenly there was a loud bang, Xu Ying was so shaken that he didn't know what to do. When he opened his eyes, he saw another self standing in front of him.

Da Zhong said: "Don't look at it, it's your body, you are the soul."

"I'm the soul?" Xu Ying said in shock.

The big clock looked him up and down, and said, "Ah Ying, tell me the truth, how many panaceas have you taken?"

It sadly said: "Your soul is about to become solid!"

Wangxiang Terrace.

Yuan Tiangang stroked his beard, and looked suspiciously at the little old man who was walking towards the Naihe Bridge with his hands behind his back. He saw that the little old man was frowning, wondering what worries him.

"But, what about his green paper umbrella?" Yuan Tiangang asked doubtfully.