True Immortal of the Netherworld

Under the tired night.

Deep in the East China Sea, an nameless desert island lies alone on the vast sea, like a dormant beast in the darkness.

At that moment, at the line between the sky and the sea, thousands of rays of morning light suddenly appeared, and the incomparable golden light rolled forward, quickly passing over the sea, lighting up everything it passed, and the desert island became brighter.

On the east side of the desert island, on a sunny slope, there is a temporary hole, like a big nostril, sucking in the sea breeze from the East China Sea.

In the temporary cave, light passes through the cave entrance and falls on the "Hai Monk" sitting cross-legged.

Monk Hai seemed to feel the temperature from the morning sun. His closed eyes opened slightly, and the light was a bit dazzling.

He stood up, his eyes gleaming, stretched his waist, his bones creaked, and he exhaled a breath of thick air.

The energetic monk Hai used the method of inner vision to carefully check his physical condition, with a smile on his face, and then whispered: "The injuries caused by the previous fight with Liu Haiyu and his friends have healed as good as ever. Count on this desert island." I have been stranded for more than half a year, so I should find a way to leave this place."

With this thought in mind, Monk Hai strode out of the temporary cave and strode towards the west of the deserted island.

Not far away, Monk Hai suddenly stopped and frowned slightly, thinking to himself that it had been three months since the thief from Qingshui said he wanted to use "Blood Monk" to refine puppet talisman weapons. , indicating that most of his puppet talisman soldiers have not been refined yet, so I'd better not disturb him rashly. "

Thinking of this, Monk Hai turned around and wanted to turn back. After taking two steps, Monk Hai suddenly stood there in a daze, and an irresistible sense of fear took over his mind. His pupils dilated, and he seemed to have fallen into the darkness of the night under the morning light.

"The temperament of this old thief is unpredictable. If he cannot refine the puppet talisman of "Blood Monk", will he be angry with me and use me as a new talisman material? And if it is successfully refined, his strength will be greatly increased. , If I stay with him, I will not be in the company of a tiger. When he gets interested, I will be used as raw material to make a talisman weapon. "

Thinking of this, Monk Hai's face turned as pale as paper. He turned to look at the morning light coming from the east and said to himself: "It's so warm."

Living itself may be the warmest thing.

"If I escape from this desert island and enter the vast East China Sea alone, without a chart, I can only get lost. Moreover, the East China Sea storms that often appear on the East China Sea are also difficult to deal with... It is better... to strike first. , kill the old thief."

Monk Hai was struggling and calculating in his heart. The fear in his eyes gradually turned into a fierce look, like a cruel sea beast hiding deep in the East China Sea, and his heart became dark.

The cyan ripples all over Monk Hai's body condensed into a cyan light shield, hiding his own aura within it, like a blue shark that had been hunting in the dark, quietly sneaking towards the west side of the deserted island.

The west side of the desert island.

Behind a boulder that was as tall as a person, Monk Hai peeked out half of his bald head. The crooked ring scar on his bald head was very eye-catching.

As far as he could see, there was a cave with yellow paper Taoist talismans pasted on the outside, about ten feet away from the opposite side. The light from the outside can only penetrate a small part of it, making it completely unclear what's going on inside. Dark and quiet, like the deep throat of a beast.

"This old thief actually arranged many defensive talismans at the entrance of the cave in advance. It seems that he has been wary of me for a long time. Hey -" Seeing that he was having trouble making a move, Monk Hai couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

But he was unwilling to do so. He was determined to wait, just like a cat squatting at the entrance of a cave to guard a mouse, waiting for the right moment, ready to take action at any time to kill the old thief.

"Cough cough cough——"

"Yellow Paper" A dry coughing sound came from the cave, like the grinding of teeth by a beast.

After a moment, Master Qingshui, wearing a wide black Taoist robe and a red Taoist crown on his head, walked out swaggeringly. The goatee under his chin had already grown less than half.

He was walking in a square step, his wide Taoist sleeves were flying, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"The weather is nice, bald head, come out and bask in the sun." Qingshui Man raised his head and glanced at the clear sky, and then said loudly.

Monk Hai, who was hiding behind the boulder, thought that Qingshui Man had discovered him. His heart pounded and he broke into a cold sweat.

He was about to emerge from behind the boulder, but saw that the man on the opposite side, Qingshui Man, had already turned his back and returned to the Yellow Paper Cave Mansion.

"Could it be that the "bald head" he just mentioned is not me?" Monk Hai pondered, exhaled, calmed down, and shrank back, revealing only the corner of his eye to peek at the situation on the other side.

After a while, the man from Qingshui walked out of the "yellow paper" cave again.

Only this time, the one walking in front of him seemed to be the "Blood Monk".

At this time, the blood monk's eyes were dull. He was wearing a bright red cassock and still tied it with an east ring on his chest. He had a bit of the same momentum as before.

And on top of his bald head is his "gilt-edged incense burner with two ears." Both the incense burner and the bloody monk's bald head below are missing the left "ear". There is no sense of incompatibility between the two. From a distance, they look just right. Like wearing a strange hat.

"Today is such a good day. I have successfully completed my puppet talisman. Hahaha." Mr. Qingshui laughed heartily as he looked at his proud work in front of him.

Monk Hai behind the bluestone saw this and cursed in his heart: "This old thief actually succeeded in refining the "Blood Monk" into a puppet talisman. Fortunately, the Blood Monk has always regarded him as a friend. He is really a complete evil cultivator!"

…

Qingshui Ren walked up to the "Blood Monk" and gently helped him straighten his clothes with his hands. Then his eyes turned red and he suddenly started sobbing.

"Woo-"

"Bald head, you and I have a good relationship. Today I will refine you into a puppet talisman. You won't blame me." Qingshui said while rubbing his eyes.

The "blood monk" was just a lifeless talisman soldier and seemed unable to answer Qingshui Man's question.

Qingshui Ren looked at the blood monk who said nothing, and his crying suddenly stopped. His expression instantly changed from sadness to anger, and he shouted loudly: "Bald head, I will give you eternal life, aren't you satisfied?"

"satisfy!"

The blood in the blood monk's eyes flashed, and he replied in human words.

Immediately, Qingshui Ren's expression changed from anger to ecstasy. When he was proud, he stroked the short goatee under his chin with his hand and said loudly: "Very good, I'll prepare the "Puppet Talisman Soldier" for you. After decades, it is really God’s will that it can be accomplished now.”

"Blood Monk" said the word "satisfied", but it really startled Monk Hai who was hiding behind the boulder. Monk Hai couldn't help but exclaimed: "Is Monk Blood not dead?"

Immediately, Qingshui people discovered the clues behind the boulder and said coldly: "Come out, who is sneaking around there?"

The people in Qingshui guessed that there was no one else on this deserted island, and there could only be Monk Hai behind the boulder.

Seeing that his whereabouts were exposed, Monk Hai turned around and walked out from behind the boulder. He said with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, it's me."

"Why are you hiding behind that boulder?" Qingshui people asked coldly.

Monk Hai quickly replied: "I haven't seen fellow Taoist for three months, so I came here specifically to say hello. I happened to meet fellow Taoist leaving seclusion, coincidence, coincidence. But isn't this bloody monk dead?"

After Monk Hai finished speaking, he circled around Monk Blood. This "Blood Monk" actually radiates the same soul power fluctuations from the inside out as before. He secretly wondered, how could this blood monk come back to life after being soaked in the ashes of various Taoist talismans for three months by this old Taoist?

Seeing the surprised look on Monk Hai's face, Master Qingshui said proudly: "He is dead, but not dead."

"How is this?" Monk Hai asked in surprise. It was difficult for him to understand the contradictory words of the Qingshui man.

"He is dead because his consciousness is dead. But he is not dead because his soul and body have been imprisoned by me using the long-lost secret talisman refining method of the "Corpse Sect". The blood at the moment The monk is already immortal, and his strength is 80% of what he was during his lifetime," Qingshui said proudly.

When Monk Hai heard this, he cursed in his heart: "This is obviously a living dead. With an unconscious soul imprisoned, wouldn't this Blood Monk not even have the chance to fall into reincarnation? Evil cultivator! How cruel!"

"Then why did I just hear him say the word "satisfied"?" Monk Hai was still a little confused.

"This is a secret." After saying that, Qingshuiren ignored Monk Hai and looked up at the huge rock opposite where Monk Hai was hiding.

The "Blood Monk" suddenly rose from the ground and hit the boulder on the opposite side like a cannonball.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, a burst of smoke and dust, and the boulder turned into a pile of stone debris. And the "Blood Monk" didn't have any damage to his clothes.

"Whoosh——"

The figure flashed, and the "Blood Monk" returned to Qingshui Ren's side, his face still expressionless.

"How?" Qingshui Ren turned around and asked.

"What a powerful talisman soldier. His physical strength is comparable to that of a divine weapon." Monk Hai quickly flattered him.

"This is the power of the "Renji Puppet Talisman Soldier"." After saying that, Qingshui Man waved his sleeve, and the "Blood Monk" was put into a special storage bag.

"How long have we been on this desert island?" Qingshui asked.

"It should be more than half a year." Monk Hai replied respectfully.

"The task of capturing the "Blue Water Flame Spirit" assigned by the Shadow Master has not yet been completed. Now that I have become a talisman soldier, it is not easy for us to stay here. We must find a way to go back, contact more helpers, and kill Liu Haiyu and Xu Yang and the two can also avenge the blood monk." Qingshui said, patting the shoulder of the "blood monk" beside him.

The blood monk actually nodded.

Monk Hai on the side observed carefully and found that it was the consciousness of Qingshui Man who was controlling the unconscious "Blood Monk".

"Most likely, this old thief fused a ray of his own soul into this puppet talisman." Monk Hai guessed.

Monk Hai really guessed that Qingshui Man had indeed melted a part of his soul into the body of "Monk Blood", and the method was to "seize the body". Using divided souls to seize a body is the secret technique of "exorcising corpses". This kind of puppet talisman can be called a clone of the original body, and it is also an immortal clone, and is extremely powerful.

"The desert island we are on now is located deep in the East China Sea. It is surrounded by thousands of miles of the vast East China Sea. Without a sea map, it is difficult to get out of this large area of ​​the East China Sea. Moreover, there are often powerful East China Sea storms in the East China Sea. If you are clueless, If we try to break through, I'm afraid we will fall into it," Monk Hai explained.