True Immortal of the Netherworld

In the Tuming Palace.

The petrified bull-headed Vajra, which is more than ten feet tall, stands tall and supports the half-collapsed dome.

The crumbling hall finally stabilized.

At this time, Xu Yang suddenly felt his heart tightening, felt dizzy, and secretly screamed:

"not good!"

He quickly used internal vision to check.

The golden teardrop that the Bull-headed King Kong just dropped passed through his Tianling Cap, quietly passed through the meridians, and landed in his Zifu space on its own.

"I thought this thing was left by Niu Yong, so I wasn't prepared. It seems I was careless."

At this moment, the golden teardrop turned into a golden calf and rushed wildly, like a ferocious beast trying to escape from the cage.

Every time the golden calf collides, a number of golden threads splash out. Those golden threads carry powerful laws of power, and the sound of the explosion is like the sound of a divine whip.

In the Zi Mansion space, the small black ball transformed into the demon dragon Ming Lin instinctively dodged the collision of the golden calf, but was knocked over by the splashing golden thread.

Ming Lin screamed in pain.

Perhaps it was the demon spirit overflowing from the Nether Scale itself that attracted the golden calf, and it recognized this object as its opponent.

"Master Xu Yang, what kind of treasure have you received this time? The spiritual pet is not a spiritual pet, and the magic weapon is not a magic weapon. It is so powerful that it is like a monster. My bones were broken by it. If this demon dragon were at its peak At that time, ahem, I probably couldn’t handle this guy.”

The small black ball transformed by the underworld scale quickly stretched out its head, tail and limbs, turning into a small black dragon running around, cunningly hiding behind the red-shelled egg.

In the red-shelled egg, A'Zhu's body is sleeping and practicing, and the girl's form is looming.

The golden calf couldn't find anything to hit it with, and mooed in the direction of the red-shelled egg, but did not launch an attack immediately, as if it was afraid of the power inside the red-shelled egg.

After a stalemate for a while, the golden calf dug its feet on the ground, golden bubbles appeared all over its body, and launched an attack on the red-shelled egg.

When a bull’s temper comes, no one is afraid.

Whoosh!

A black line flashed, and a small black sword blocked the golden calf.

It is the original body of Devil May Cry Sword.

On weekdays, Xu Yang placed the Devil's Weeping Sword in the Zifu space and refined it every day, becoming a sword of protection.

Cut it down with one sword! The phantom of a big sky ghost flashed!

The phantom of the big sky ghost flutters its wings, and its belly is as round as a drum. The ghost runes flow on the surface of its belly, and the word "block" flashes out.

The golden calf rushed over and bumped into the big sky ghost's belly.

Squeak!

Golden arcs of lightning were scurrying around, and golden threads of law were intertwined.

After only a few breaths, the ghost's shadow suddenly dispersed and turned into black stars.

The small black sword let out a whine, dispersed into a ball of black gas and escaped.

Buzz!

A ball of flame ignited on the surface of the red-shelled egg. The flame flashed and the red-shelled egg disappeared.

In another corner of Zi Mansion's space, a ball of flame emerged out of thin air, with the red shell egg's body inside.

This time, Ming Lin was exposed in front of the golden calf again.

The golden calf spotted the underworld scale and kept chasing and colliding with it.

"Ouch, my waist, my neck, my head, my claws..."

In just a short while, Ming Lin was already covered in bruises.

The purple light shield barrier in the Zifu space also buzzed and swayed during the impact, with cracks appearing on the surface.

"If I cannot subdue the golden bull transformed from the source of power in time, my Zifu space will be exploded by it. This threat is more terrifying than being possessed."

At this moment, Xu Yang was already sweating profusely, and his energy was even more drained than the previous battle.

He quickly calmed down and sat cross-legged, holding Yuan in both hands.

"The source of this power is a rare spiritual energy of the laws of heaven and earth from Niu Yong. If I can resolve and absorb it, it will be a great opportunity."

Thinking of this, Xu Yang made a secret with both hands, and the Heavenly Ghost Spiritual Vein, Buddha Spiritual Vein, Canglong Demonic Vein, Haoran Spiritual Vein, Daoguo Spiritual Vein, Emperor Lion Spiritual Vein, and Yuanmo Spiritual Vein all circulated in his body.

The magic power in the seven spiritual veins flows like a river.

Inspired by Xu Yang's spiritual consciousness, his magic power condensed into a form, throwing out seven chains of different colors, and quickly formed a large net to cover the golden calf.

"receive!"

The web of chains tightened, and the golden calf was trapped within.

"The fire of the spiritual veins appears in its original form!"

The flames of seven colors fell in seven directions, and turned into ghosts and ghosts, golden bowls of Buddhism, demons and blue dragons, Confucian Bibles of Heaven and Earth, Taoist Eight Diagrams, Emperor Lion King's body, and Yuan Demon Vajra. Body these seven Dharma signs, they are connected into a formation.

"Refining!"

As the fire of the spiritual veins burned, the body of the golden calf became more and more golden.

"Isn't real gold afraid of fire?" Xu Yang sweated again, "The fire of spiritual veins is already the strongest refining method I can use, but it can't do anything to this golden bull."

Moo!

A roar of unyielding bulls sounded.

Xu Yang suspected that his ears heard it wrong, because he clearly heard someone shouting that sentence in his ear.

"Men! Be brave!"

boom!

The spiritual fire array collapsed instantly.

Xu Yang's body felt like he was struck by lightning, the corners of his mouth turned red, he almost fell down and knelt on one knee.

The body of the golden calf absorbed some of the power of spiritual veins and grew in size.

"That's sloppy!" Xu Yang's heart was shattered at this moment. He even had a premonition that he would be exploded by this golden calf in the next moment.

"Can't fail! I haven't rushed to the top of Eternal Life Mountain yet. I must drive this guy out of my body."

Xu Yang's consciousness moved, and his Nascent Soul villain jumped out.

The cheeks of the Nascent Soul villain first bulged and then deflated, and a stream of pale golden Nascent Soul essence blew out.

The Nascent Soul essence fell on the Yaobian Tianmu wine cup, making a long ding sound.

Inside the wine cup, the stars twinkled like the universe.

"The Secret Technique of the Nascent Soul—The Voice of the Mind!"

When the golden calf heard this voice, his body had a double image, he felt uncomfortable all over, and moaned strangely.

Xu Yang took the opportunity to release his Zifu barrier.

The golden calf saw the opening and escaped in a flash.

On the ground of the Tuming Palace, a golden light flashed, revealing the body of the golden calf.

Xu Yang spotted the location of the golden calf, made a secret with both hands, and activated the power of the technique.

The earth rumbled.

A Black Sun Door came out, the Black Sun Door opened, and the sound of singing from heavenly ghosts came out.

The golden calf got in on its own without thinking.

"receive!"

The Gate of Black Sun closed with a clang, and then disappeared into the void.

"Sure enough, as long as this guy is a ghost, he cannot escape the call of the Black Sun Gate." Xu Yang took a long breath and sat down on the ground.

Although Xu Yang didn't get the source of power this time, he didn't let him escape either.

With this unexpected incident, he did not leave the Tuming Palace immediately.

Xu Yang sat cross-legged and vomited.

Two hours later, with 70% of his strength recovered, he stood up from the ground. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured.

He looked up at the petrified Minotaur and murmured:

"Although you are the Earth Ox Pluto who guards the Earth Palace. But in my eyes, you are always the cowherd boy living in the Earth Village. Maybe I can get you back."

...

On the long black steps outside the Tuming Palace, Xu Yang continued to climb the peak.

Three days later, a large yellow swamp lay across Xu Yang's climbing route. The air smelled of decaying rivers.

Bubbles bubbled out from the mire, and in each bubble there was a struggling grimace, which was somewhat similar to what Xu Yang saw at the Huangquan Boundary River.

Rumbling, the ground shook.

In the swamp, the mud and water rolled, and a large hall rose up.

The shape of the main hall is a building ship, with green tiles and red walls, and the door is closed.

A five-clawed mud dragon crouched above the huge sail raised by the building ship.

The mud dragon twisted its body and exhaled a breath of underworld. The runes swam in the aura of Huangquan, turning into three words "Huangquan Palace".

The space shook slightly, and a colorful light wheel appeared in front of Xu Yang again.

"Wheel of Fortune, the world of inner demons." A hoarse and familiar voice sounded.

Xu Yang bit his back molars and stretched out a finger to point at the middle of the wheel of fortune.

The wheel of fortune is turning rapidly.

The avatars of various characters alternately change on it.

With a ding, the wheel of fortune stopped.

On the Wheel of Fortune, an image of a white-haired boy appeared.

"This?" Xu Yang looked at the portrait in front of him, his thoughts turning over and over again, and he couldn't figure it out.

"Are there two people who look exactly the same in this world?"

The image of Bai Shaojie, the master of Yungui Hall of Tiangui Sect, suddenly flashed in Xu Yang's mind.

The person in the image has the same facial features as Bai Shaojie, and even his hair is a rare bright white.

"Except for the difference in clothes, there is no difference between this man and Hall Master Bai Shaojie."

While Xu Yang was thinking, the Wheel of Fortune made a sound.

"Successful selection! Congratulations to the challenger for choosing the protagonist of Wheel of Fortune and getting two opportunities to change the character's destiny."

"Character name, Bai Shaojie. Gender, male. Age, seven years old."

"Even the names are the same." Xu Yang was even more shocked when he heard the introduction of Wheel of Fortune.

...

Underworld, Southwest, Leling Country.

Leling Country is located on the north side of the Huangquan boundary. It is a small country with a small territory and a small population, but it is very special.

The people of Leling Kingdom are good at music theory and proficient in music. One of the big families is responsible for the sacrifices in the underworld, and it is also known as the country of sacrifices.

A year ago, the Bai family, one of the three major families, gave birth to their second legitimate son, named Bai Shaojie.

But when Bai Shaojie turned one year old, he discovered that he was born deaf.

In the main hall of the Bai family, the family patriarch and the family elder in charge of personnel were talking face to face.

"As a family of priests, our Bai family has always been good at music. This child was born deaf. Let alone music, he can't hear even the words. He will not bring any benefit to our Bai family in the future." The family elder. road.

"Then what should I do? No matter what, he is still my child, I can't throw him away, right?" the patriarch said with a disappointed look on his face.

"According to the records in ancient sacrificial books, the deafness of the direct descendant boy is an ominous sign. We can only send him to Jing'an Temple." The family elder suggested.

"There are people in Jing'an Temple who have committed a big taboo in the clan and have been under house arrest for life. Could it be that this child can only live in poverty and loneliness in Jing'an Temple for the rest of his life?" the patriarch asked.

"According to the clan rules, if you are thrown into Jing'an Temple, you will not be able to take a step for the rest of your life. A hundred years later, if you are thrown into the mire of hell, you will not be reincarnated." The family elder said firmly.

"Hey!" The clan leader shook his head vigorously.

With a plop, the family elder knelt on his knees and said: "Master Patriarch, you cannot destroy the thousand-year-old foundation of our Bai family for your own selfish thoughts."

The patriarch quickly helped the elder up and said: "You are the deacon elder of the Bai family, but in terms of seniority, I should call you second uncle. Second uncle, why are you doing this? Get up quickly."

The family elder burst into tears and said:

"If I could, I would be willing to suffer for this child, and I would be willing to trade my old life for him to regain his hearing. But the fact is that I have tried all kinds of methods, but there is no way to help him regain his hearing. The last way now is to put him into the hospital Jing’an Temple. I am willing to pray every day to keep this child safe.”

"Second uncle, get up quickly. I'll just promise. I will personally send this child to Jing'an Temple tomorrow." The patriarch reluctantly agreed to the request of the family elder.

The family elder stood up and said: "The clan leader understands the great righteousness, which is a blessing for the family."

"I won't agree!"

A loud, but somewhat childish voice came from outside the door, followed by a ten-year-old boy who broke into the hall.

"No one can send my brother away. Otherwise, I will die here on the spot." The young man said, placing a dagger across his throat.

"This? Young Master, please stop. If something happens to you, our direct line of the Bai family will lose its incense. How can we compete with the other two major families for the right to sacrifice? Without the right to sacrifice, our Bai family will be completely in despair." The elder said in a panic.

"Shaoyong, you are ridiculous. Put down the dagger quickly." The clan leader accused loudly.

"Unless you swear on the spot that you will not send your brother away. Otherwise, I will never compromise." The young man's eyes were bright and he did not give in at all in his words.

The patriarch and the family elders looked at each other and shook their heads.

"That's all, that's all. Young Master, I promise you not to mention this matter again." The family elder begged.

"Okay, Shaoyong, I swear in the name of the patriarch of the family that I will not send your brother Shaojie anywhere." The patriarch raised three fingers and said solemnly.

Clang.

The young man threw the dagger aside, knelt on his knees, and kowtowed.

"Thank you, Father and Elder Deacon, for making it possible."

After the turmoil caused by Bai Shaoyong, the eldest young master of the Bai family, no one in the Bai family ever proposed to send away the second young master Bai Shaojie.

Brother Bai Shaoyong likes his younger brother the most.

His younger brother Bai Shaojie also likes his brother the most.

Under the plane tree.

Brother Bai Shaoyong played the Yao Qin, and Gong Shang played the feathers on the horn. His colorful tones attracted many blue, green, and yellow birds.

Although his younger brother Bai Shaojie could not hear the sound, he seemed to feel the beauty of the music. In his eyes, the flapping wings of those birds are beautiful rhythms.

The birds landed on Bai Shaojie's head, shoulders, arms, and fingertips.

The elder brother couldn't help laughing when he saw the little birds all over his younger brother's body.

When the younger brother saw his older brother laughing, he also learned to open his mouth and "laugh" in a whimpering manner.

In the study room.

His elder brother Bai Shaoyong taught his younger brother Bai Shaojie how to write.

The word "brother" fell on the two slips of paper.

"This is me." The elder brother pointed at the word "brother" and said.

The younger brother picked up the note with the word "brother" written on it and stuck it on his forehead.

The two brothers put the notes together.

"Brothers, we will never be separated for the rest of our lives." The elder brother said loudly.

The younger brother seemed to understand his elder brother's words and nodded vigorously.

When my younger brother was seven years old, he suddenly fell seriously ill and fell into a coma.

I searched all the doctors but could not find a cure.

This year, my brother was just seventeen years old. He was already the eldest son of the Bai family and inherited the family's sacrificial methods.

Seeing that his younger brother was dying, his elder brother Bai Shaoyong decided to use his own blood as a sacrifice to extend his life at the expense of his own life.

He quietly came to the sacrificial place by the Huangquan River alone, cut his fingertips with a short knife, and drew a spirit-drawing talisman on the ground with blood.

"Incomparably great Holy Spirit of the Underworld, I, Bai Shaoyong, am willing to dedicate my life to my younger brother Bai Shaojie. Please send me your divine power to fulfill my wish."

After saying that, Bai Shaoyong used the method of sacrifice and threw out the one-day talisman.

The magic talisman ignited flames and turned into ghost faces, dancing around Bai Shaoyong's body.

Those ghostly faces opened their mouths to devour his vitality, and the naked eye could see that white clumps were bitten off from Bai Shaoyong's body.

Half an hour later, Bai Shaoyong's face was already pale and the corners of his mouth were stained red. The original black hair has a hint of white.

Bai Shaoyong stopped the technique.

"I don't know if the blood-related life-saving technique recorded in the Book of Forbidden Techniques is effective? I can only take the gamble once."

Click!

A bolt of thunder fell, the sky and the earth changed color, and the young man was surprised and happy.

"There's thunder from the sky. Could it be that the magic technique is working? I'll go home quickly to check on my brother Shaojie."

Bai family.

A thunder exploded in the sky, causing the entire Bai family courtyard to shake slightly.

Bai Shaojie, who was lying on the hospital bed, opened his eyes.

At this moment, Xu Yang's consciousness traveled to his body.

Bai Shaoyong hurried home, held his brother's hand, and said with tears in his eyes: "Okay, okay, everything will be fine."

The younger brother seemed to know that his elder brother had done something for him, and he threw himself into his arms. The two brothers hugged each other and cried.

Xu Yang also read the story between his elder brother and his younger brother at this moment.

"This elder brother is named Bai Shaoyong. He uses forbidden magic to transfer his life force to his younger brother Bai Shaojie. But Bai Shaojie is a mortal. This method can only revive him briefly, but it cannot truly extend his life. "

"It seems that I can only use the Wheel of Fortune to give me the right to change the fate of the host. This Bai Shaojie has an earth-type physique. Maybe the source of Taurus power in the Black Sun Gate can save him."

"Secret Technique - The Origin of Taurus!"

"Moo——"

A roar of a bull came from nowhere.

On this day, Bai Shaojie gained an earth-attribute spiritual vein in his body and successfully received the life essence from his brother Bai Shaoyong.