I am immortal

Di Ting watched the young Taoist step by step towards Netherworld.

Seeing that the young Taoist who should not have the ability to "step on the underworld" crossed the yin and yang, his eyes fell on his clothes. He was wearing the Yintian clothes of Zhou Jue, with nine silk steps on his feet, and seven waists. Twelve jade rings around the waist, jade pendants with tassels hanging down, a black ink crown on his head, and a divine weapon on his back. There is no separation between yin and yang in front of him, and a sea of ​​blood follows behind him.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

? ? ? !

Zhou Jue Yin Tianfu? Yin and Yang walk like clouds.

This damn Fengdu has given away all the treasures from the Sixth Palace? !

Zhou beg! ! !

What kind of prodigal son are you?

Ahem!

waste!

This 'Mr. Gray Clothes', who had met Qi Wuzhu when they were in Zhongzhou Fucheng, raised his hand and scratched his head, pretending to be silly and smiling cheerfully: "Ah hahaha, isn't this Wuzhuo? What's wrong? What kind of calculation is this?"

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why are you talking about these things when we meet?"

"I don't understand!"

Qi Wuhuo stood on the city of Fushou. The fierce ghosts on the left and right, as well as the gorgeous female ghosts, did not dare to approach the young Taoist priest who exuded a pure and clear air. There was a vague feeling that if he approached, his own existence would be destroyed. The feeling of impact disappearing into thin air, all filled with fear and horror,

The young Taoist looked at this fortune teller whom he had met for a long time and saw him pretending to be stupid, so he said to himself:

"When we were in the demon world, sir, you suddenly appeared in Qinyin Pavilion with Master Ran Deng. I didn't think much about it at that time."

"Later, fellow Taoist Lu Chunyang said that Mr. You had a problem. The reason why he stayed in Qinyin Pavilion seemed to be partly due to Mr. , and even the map I got when I took the key thing to break the situation, the piano sword, to look for my wonton, all related to you, sir."

"The most surprising thing was when I was trapped on the sacred mountain of the Blue Lion Tribe."

"Hei Wuchang appeared and took you, the most problematic gentleman, away."

"All of this developed as a matter of course. After it was over, I looked back and thought about it, but I felt that your existence, sir, was more glaring every time. All of us are related to you, sir, and this means that whether you are Mr. You brought together many people who would not appear on the ritual track of the Great Sage Qingjingwei at the same time.”

"But I am separated from cause and effect in a natural way."

"Is it true that all of us were more or less guided and used by you in this fight?"

The familiar fortune teller in front of the young Taoist scratched his head and said cheerfully:

"What a coincidence!"

"Ah? What did you say?"

"I do not know!"

The young Taoist stood in front of the fortune teller. The latter had an expression of 'I don't understand what you are talking about at all.' Qi Wuhuo said softly: "Sir, you must also have a grudge against Qing Jingwei, right? Here It is Ksitigarbha’s dojo, but I didn’t feel the breath of Buddhism. Could it be that during the Battle of Jinzhou, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was also involved and was seriously injured.”

"That's why you were so angry that you chose to take action?"

"If that's the case."

"Qing Jingwei's holy fetus is in my hands."

Di Ting's pupils shrank slightly.

He looked at the young Taoist in front of him. At this time, Listening realized that the young Taoist in front of him had grown taller than when he first met. It originally only reached his shoulders, but now it has exceeded this height. The young man People always grow up very quickly, and after just half a year, they seem to have changed as a person.

His eyes were calm, and his hair was tied up in a black crown. It was not a bun, but it was much more free and easy. There were black hair hanging down from the temples.

The fortune teller looked at him, his temperament changed, and his eyes that were always smiling in the mortal world shrank.

He was still smiling, but inside he turned into a kind of indifference that made fun of the common people and was not afraid of all things. It was an arrogance that was so arrogant that he planned to design the Three Purities.

A creature from the second calamity era, a friend of Emperor Wa, and a demon god who once brought trouble to one side.

Qi Wuhuo looked at him, pursed his lips, and said, "I just want to know, when we were in Qinyin Pavilion, the reason why Emperor Dongyue was discovered by the demon clan's patrol despite being in the realm of the great emperor, which ultimately led to He and Qing Jingwei had a confrontation in advance, did you, sir, do something about it?"

Di Ting looked at him, raised her eyebrows, and said lazily: "What if I say yes?"

"How can you?"

"Can you still hit me?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "Emperor Dongyue has already prepared to die. If he knew that your plan could help him break the situation, he would not have any hesitation or resentment. I would even be extremely grateful for your judgment, sir, but..."

"It's always wrong to be plotted against."

"I want to fight back for Emperor Dongyue."

The young Taoist took half a step forward.

The energy in his body became intense, his hands shook, and his five fingers clenched together, turning into fists.

Di Ting's eyes were indifferent, and a majestic energy gathered in front of him to resist Qi Wuhuo's attack.

The young Taoist's fist fell.

Blocked by this qi machine.

To put it lightly, just like every arrogant being who is good at planning and planning, this force is neither too much nor too little, just enough to stop the young Taoist who is a real person, and that barrier is just right to absorb every ounce of Qi Wuhuo's fist strength. The strands are scattered, and then guided to the feet calmly.

Qi Wuhuo lowered his eyes and heard a peaceful voice in his heart——

【Thai】.

Taichi Lingwen!

Taishan Prefecture Lord’s order!

Above it is the highest among the mountains, while below it is the deepest place in the underworld of Fengdu.

This place is the Netherworld!

The sound of the piano vibrated, and Dongyue Seal suddenly released a stream of light. This punch exceeded Di Ting's inference of Qi Wuhu's cultivation. The defense gathered by the energy was shattered. The young Taoist's punch hit Di Ting's abdomen. All the ghosts saw Di Ting. His complexion changed, and his body arched toward the back, creating layers of air waves.

Di Ting's expression changed instantly, and he who had always been lazy finally 'listened' to Qi Wuhuo.

Even Di Ting felt a hint of shock.

"Yuanshen Jizhao...your soul is already at the level of an immortal?!"

With a punch from the edge of his fist, he borrowed the power of Dongyue to beat the fortune teller until his face turned pale, and the energy all over his body was scattered like ripples. Now Di Ting is only in the realm of the earthly immortal. He has never broken into the true king, and is only lowered by the soul. Qi Wuhuo, who was at the same level as him, struck with the etheric red spirit text, which caused severe pain. His energy suddenly dispersed, his face turned pale, and the surrounding ghosts from the City of Waste to Death were trying to get closer to the young Taoist.

But Di Ting, who almost coughed up bitter water, raised his hand to stop him.

"Ahem, cough, cough, no, no need to go there."

He clutched his liver, gasping for air, with cold sweat on his forehead, and said: "With the purity of his Qi now, if you get close to him, as long as you are rolled up by his Qi, you will be instantly saved. I can’t even hum a word.”

Direct salvation? !

The ghosts were stunned for a moment.

And such good things!

Immediately, he eagerly rushed towards the young Taoist. After listening to the thoughts of these ghosts, he yelled: "Go back, go back!"

With waves of yelling and cursing, these fierce ghosts and sexy ghosts were driven back to the City of Fusui.

Di Ting covered her abdomen and looked at the young Taoist standing in front of her with her hands hanging down. She wore cold black robes and had a peaceful temperament. She seemed to hear something and said: "Open up the demon world and the human world, condense the mountains with the highest personal potential, and more... Creating literature based on the Tao is like Qi Wuhuo and Taishang Xuanwei.”

"Well done, Mr. Taishan Mansion."

The young Taoist shook his head, thought for a moment, and replied: "Mr. Taishan Mansion? No..."

"Master Taishan Mansion, that's not enough to describe Pindao."

"I can give this name and position to others, but this will not damage who Pindao is."

"I will not rise to the top just because of this name, nor will I become eclipsed just because I lose this name."

Di Ting was speechless and said angrily: "Okay, Qi Wuzhuo, Qi Wuzhuo."

"Are you looking for me just because Dongyue came to beat me up?"

"Are you going to do something or ask something?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva..."

Titing replied: "The old bald man used Donghua's moves to protect many living souls in Jinzhou, and then because of time constraints, he crossed the land of reincarnation and sent them back to reincarnation."

"In the entire Jinzhou, a land of humans, monsters, beasts and creatures, I don't know how many creatures there are, none of them fell to the point of death due to this calamity. However, the old bald man fell down himself, and he didn't know how long it took. To be able to return.”

Qi Wuhuo asked, "Can I go see the Bodhisattva?"

Di Ting's tone was joking and sarcastic, and she said calmly: "The dignified master is naturally qualified."

Qi Wuhuo didn't pay attention to the nails in the fortune teller's words.

As Di Ting walked into the city of Fu Si, there were many evil ghosts surrounding the road, wanting to touch the young Taoist and be transformed by his energy into resentment. They were all driven away by Di Ting, and they walked along the way. Entering the small Buddhist hall at the deepest point, the young Taoist looked at the old and skinny monk with his back turned to the people who wasted their lives in vain. He took a few sticks of incense, then clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.

The young Taoist said:

"Qi Wuhuo, Jinzhou, thanks the Bodhisattva for his mercy."

With three pillars of fragrance, the old monk's vitality will not change at all.

Qi Wuhuo thought for a moment and took off a string of Buddhist beads from his wrist. The beads were simple, but seemed to contain a very strong Buddhist aura. They were exactly what he got from Zhenjun Yinde Dingxiu. They were the Medicine Master Liuli. When the Light Tathagata died, it was handed over to True Lord Yin De Dingxiu and asked to be handed over to Qi Wuhuo for the purpose of suppressing the Blood River Sword.

But now, Blood River Sword is extremely surrendered.

Although this Buddhist bead is also a Buddhist treasure, it has little value to Qi Wuhuo.

He placed the beads in Ksitigarbha's hands.

The Buddha beads lit up slightly, and the Buddhist aura of Medicine Master Glazed Light Tathagata escaped into Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. The old monk's aura seemed to have softened a lot. The realm of Medicine Master Glazed Light Tathagata was higher than that of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. , or in other words, the path taken by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is just like the path taken by Tianpeng Mahazhenjun. Although he is a Bodhisattva, he is higher than some Buddhas.

However, this Buddhist breath from the Buddha still greatly alleviated Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's injuries.

Di Ting's slightly wrinkled brows relaxed and he said:

"Since you have come to Netherworld and are looking for me, there must be something going on."

"There is a quiet room next door. Would you like a cup of tea?"

Qi Wuhuo nodded, and Tingting led the young Taoist to the quiet room next door, rummaged around to find some tea, and boiled it with a cold blue flame. He said calmly: "During the Second Tribulation, Bai Ze and I Relying on the talents of the two of us, we can spy on other people's secrets, know all the laws in the world, and create the Tianji Pavilion."

"We have presided over the order of the Yang Realm for a period of time. After all, we all know the secrets of many powerful people in the world. Therefore, we rely on this to prosper. All powerful people need to give Tianji Pavilion three points of face."

"Even relying on the two of us to join forces, we can either delay or guide the calamity."

"In the end, there was a backlash, Tianji Pavilion was destroyed, Bai Ze disappeared, and I would have been surrounded and killed."

"After all, many strong people will not allow others to know their thoughts and secrets. I didn't care at the time. I just laughed and told the most secret thoughts of those strong people, watching their secrets being exposed and exposed. The ugly look on his face when it was revealed to the public was so joyful that he would have died quickly, but he was fished out by the old monk Ji Zang..."

"Ksitigarbha is a person who is the same on the outside and inside. He practices Buddhism to save the world. If you give him the beads, I will share your love."

"So, what are you asking?"

Qi Wuhuo looked at the fortune teller in front of him.

The first time we met, we were a fledgling Taoist priest and a fortune teller who was playing with the human world.

Now the Lord of Fengdu Prefecture and Shanggu Diting are here.

The firelight is cold and the fragrance of tea is quiet.

Qi Wuhuo said, "What do you think I will ask, sir?"

Di Ting said without hesitation:

"Of course you will ask, how many more envoys of the Yin Division can the Central Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi allow you to occupy?"

"I can tell you directly that if there are three more, or more than three, even the Northern Emperor will be directly imprisoned by him here as one of the bargaining chips when he breaks up with the Northern Emperor, and these three Yinsi are in charge. , and there must be a life-and-death friend who is his confidant and will never betray him!"

Three...

Qi Wuhuo reasoned in his mind.

However, he discovered that just five Yinsi ghosts and gods could never withstand the impact of the top true king.

Not to mention, there are countless demon kings, demon immortals, and even demon clan formations.

He looked at Listening in front of him and knew that he had the terrifying talent of being able to hear the sounds of all things.

Diting raised her eyes and looked at the young Taoist in front of her, suddenly laughed and said: "Oh? You actually have your mind set on me? Hahaha, give up, I won't help you, I don't want to go through calamity again. .”

Qi Wuhuo said, "Then let's make a bet?"

Di Ting has always been proud and said: "Bet? Ha, why should I agree to you?"

Qi Wuhuo said slowly: "What you heard, sir, is the sound of things that remain unchanged, but people's hearts can change."

"It's not okay to stick to the old ways."

"Sir, I can get the power of three ghosts and gods from the underworld from the Central Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi."

"I said, there could be five."

After finishing the sentence, the lazy smile on Di Ting's face disappeared. He looked at Qi Wuzhuo, curled up the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "The trick that Master Wuhuo in the dream used to do is to challenge the opponent's best thing. Originally, , I shouldn’t agree, but you are so arrogant as to challenge my talent, I am very interested.”

"Okay, I agree. But the bet needs to be changed."

Diting knocked on the table with her fingers and said calmly:

"Not five, but seven."

"If you can gain control of the seven top Yin gods again, then I will promise you."

"Join forces with you once."

"Not only that, if you can do it, I won't say a word or tell anyone else about anything related to you in the future, even if it's about your juniors, how about that?"

The young Taoist raised his eyes and listened with a cold smile.

In Huangliang's dream, Master Wuhuo, who is unparalleled and unmatched in the world, and the ancient obsession, can listen to the sound of all things inside and outside the Four Noble Truths, and listen to the layout and planning. They all raise their glasses, and the cups of tea collide with each other. He made ripples and said:

"Then, let's make this agreement, a gentleman's word."

"It's hard to chase a horse."

……………………

In Fengdu City.

Central Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi spent half a month adjusting the state of mind of the seventy-two chief envoys, so that they finally calmed down and no longer talked about the so-called Northern Emperor's envoys, and no longer envied the opportunity to reward good and punish evil. After recuperating, I finally slowly recovered from the heartache caused by losing so many valuable treasures.

But suddenly he saw his confidant, the Master of the Palm, coming with a dark wind. He saw that the Master of the Master's face was panic-stricken, and he kept saying:

"Emperor, Emperor!"

The Central Ghost Emperor raised his eyes in displeasure: "Why are you so flustered!"

The chief envoy said:

"Yes, it's the Northern Emperor's envoy from last time, the Lord of Fengdu Mansion. He, he, he, he... is here again!!"

"This time, he even brought a gift!"

Central Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi's complexion suddenly changed. He stood up suddenly, causing the desk to roll over with his body, and his expression suddenly changed:

"What?!"

"who?!"