True Immortal of the Netherworld

After a moment of burning incense, the two-headed spirit dog suddenly stopped at a place.

"Woof woof woof."

While making a cry, it waved its tail behind it as a signal.

Xu Yang and Master Li quickly walked over to check.

"What is this?" Xu Yang saw a white fragment the size of a fingernail where the two-headed dog was barking.

Master Li squatted down, took the fragment in his hand, frowned and said: "This is the feather fragment from the white feather Tianling used by Lin'er girl. It seems that she had a fight with someone here, and the other party must be someone." A very powerful opponent.”

After Master Li finished speaking, he stood up and looked around cautiously.

"This sea of ​​silver sand can swallow spiritual consciousness, and the two of us have fallen into it. This is undoubtedly a maze-like ghost formation. If we want to find the whereabouts of Lin'er, we must find out what is hidden behind this sea of ​​silver sand. The formation is secret," Master Li said.

"I hope Miss Lin'er is fine." Xu Yang said anxiously.

At this moment, on the ground behind the two of them, a series of footprints appeared on the originally smooth silver sand.

One, two, three... quietly approached where Xu Yang and Master Li were.

Ming Lin, who was lying on Xu Yang's shoulder, stretched out his nose, and then sniffed hard, seeming to notice something.

"Someone is coming." Ming Lin reminded.

Xu Yang and Master Li also noticed the slight movement one after another, and they turned around almost at the same time.

As far as their eyes could see, there was a person standing on the ground not far away. She was a beautiful girl.

Her white clothes are as white as snow, her pupils are like water, and her cheeks are as fresh as pistachios. A long white feather silk is wrapped around her arm, rippling slightly like water waves, showing a bit of gentle beauty. The girl has an extraordinary temperament, as if she is a princess in this silver sand sea.

Ming Lin's eyes lit up when he saw this, because he found that the appearance of the girl in white opposite him was very similar to the former "Yin Mengting". If there is a difference, it is that she looks a few years younger than "Yin Mengting".

"These eight achievements must be Master Xu Yang's old sweetheart "Ning Lin'er". She really looks like Miss Yin Mengting. She is very beautiful." Ming Lin muttered in his heart.

"Little girl Lin'er, you showed up here suddenly without even saying hello. Xu Yang and I were looking for you all the way, and we were so anxious that we went to the house. I hope you are safe and sound." Upon seeing this, Master Li said, He said with a look of joy.

When Xu Yang saw the appearance of the girl in white, he narrowed his eyes and said, "You are not Lin'er."

The woman in white looked stunned, then whispered: "How do you know I'm not Ning Lin'er, I am Ning Lin'er."

As she spoke, the woman in white held the hem of her skirt with her hands and spun around in a circle, her skirt corners flying in the dance of jade butterflies.

"You are not Ning Lin'er." Xu Yang said firmly.

No reason was given, but Xu Yang was very sure that the woman in white in front of him was not Ning Lin'er.

Ning Lin'er, as the object of Xu Yang's first love and secret love, appeared in Xu Yang's dreams countless times.

The woman in white opposite her had the same appearance, clothing, and even aura as Ning Lin'er, but her smile was wrong.

In Xu Yang's memory, when Lin'er smiled, the curve of the corners of her mouth was perfect. If it was more, it would look too enthusiastic, and if it was less, it would look coquettish. And Lin'er's smile has long been imprinted in Xu Yang's heart. The beauty of the autumn moon and the warmth of the spring breeze are nothing more than that.

Xu Yang's eyes turned cold and his tone was as firm as a sharp blade: "Say! Where did you get the real Lin'er?"

"Giggle." The woman in white let out an arrogant laugh.

There was a strange look in her eyes when she looked at Xu Yang, and she pretended to be gentle: "Brother, seeing how anxious you are, I guess you are probably Ning Lin'er's old friend. I am Ning Lin'er now. , Ning Lin'er is me. If you don't mind, just stay here and become a Taoist couple with me."

Xu Yang was stunned for a moment. Such shameless words, coming from a person who looked exactly like Ning Lin'er, were simply a blasphemy against the goddess in his heart.

Without waiting for Xu Yang's answer, Ming Lin, who was lying on Xu Yang's shoulder, said: "You little bitch, you have such beautiful thoughts. I, Master Xu Yang, am a dragon among men, so charming and graceful, how can I hang myself on a tree like yours?" Death. There are as many beauties as there are in the woods who admire my master Xu Yang."

"Keke, I didn't expect Mr. Xu to be a passionate person, but this is exactly what I like." The woman in white said excitedly.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you now. I just want to ask you where the real Lin'er is now. Otherwise..." Xu Yang said in a bad tone.

"Otherwise, what? Kill me?" The girl in white had a cold expression, "Heartless man, I tell you the truth, Ning Lin'er's body has been taken away by me. I think your boy is quite handsome, and he is Ning Lin'er's old acquaintance is so good that I intend to keep you as my companion. None of the men I like can escape my grasp."

"Witch!" Master Li on the side said angrily.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, the woman in white quickly drew out the magic formula with her hands.

With her feet as the center, circles of white light patterns suddenly spread out, and powerful soul power fluctuations instantly defined the power of the domain.

Suddenly, behind the woman in white, the shadow of a huge white snake suddenly appeared, with white scales, white eyes, and white snake letters...

"Howl"

A horrifying roar of a ghost snake disturbed the void.

The next moment, the entire sea of ​​silver sand churned, and the silver gravel on the ground suddenly floated up, as if the sea was suspended upside down.

The whole world became a blur, silver, only silver.

"The magic of ghosts and the love of silver sand!"

Immediately afterwards, a powerful soul-stirring force suddenly enveloped him.

It's a long story, everything is just a flash of light.

Although Master Li and Xu Yang were prepared, they still fell into each other's spell. There is no other reason. The soul power of the woman in white is too powerful.

"It's...Huan..." Before Master Li could finish his words, his pupils shrank and he stood there blankly.

The silver sand swirled like mist or rain, submerging Master Lin's figure in it. He couldn't see the woman in white opposite, nor could he see Xu Yang, but he saw a different scene.

"Li Zhen, why haven't you come to me yet? Didn't you say that you want to be with me whether you live or die?"

A voice suddenly sounded, a woman wearing a white cloak with messy long hair said with pleading eyes.

"I have been working hard, and I have been preparing for this for more than a hundred years. When I practice the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror to the extreme, I will definitely be able to take your soul back from reincarnation in the underworld." Master Li responded loudly in the world of consciousness.

"You're lying. You know I'm dead and will never come back. You don't even come to accompany me. Do you know how lonely I am under the underworld?" the long-haired woman said sadly.

"Xiaoyu, I...I'm sorry..." Li Zhen was filled with tears and choked speechlessly.

The woman's name is "Lanyu", and she was once Li Zhen's Taoist companion.

More than a hundred years ago, when the two were carrying out a dangerous mission, the woman died unfortunately, and Li Zhen was extremely sad.

That day, he once shouted to the sky: "I, Li Zhen, must learn all the ghost arts in the world, even if I rush into the underworld, I still want to find Xiao Yu.

The blue raindrops fell from the sky, and they wet Li Zhen's eyes, wet Li Zhen's clothes, and even wet Li Zhen's heart...

From that day on, Li Zhen spent all day in the Tiangui Sect's library. He wanted to find a way to save his lover Xiao Yu from thousands of books.

Time flies, thirty years pass by, and Li Zhen gradually understands that although there are thousands of ghost books, none of them can save his lover.

After that, Li Zhen became the chief deacon and elder of the Tiangui Sect Library, and was known as the "Living Ghost Book".

...

Almost at the same time, Xu Yang was also struck by the soul-catching technique performed by the woman in white.

Xu Yang only felt a buzzing in his head, like thunder.

All he could see was the silver sand flying in the sky, and his eyes could not catch the traces of these silver sand.

Like water waves stirred by the breeze, it is unpredictable.

...

The breeze blows across the lake, seeming to tease the viewer's heart. The ripples hold hands, shoulder to shoulder... The water ripples are more silent than sound, as if the person is laughing happily.

Opposite the small lake, on the hillside, a unique house was built according to the mountain.

Xu Yang stood timidly in front of the courtyard door. He looked up and saw a horizontal plaque hanging under the edge of the courtyard door with the words "Tian Xiang Zhai" written on it.

On both sides of the door hangs a small couplet carved on rosewood. On the left, it says: The sleeves are dancing and the ink smells fragrant; on the right, it says: The book opens with poetic charm; the fonts are elegant and graceful, complementing the surrounding beautiful scenery.

The red sleeves add fragrance, and the book opens with charm. Seeing this, Xu Yang had a plan in his mind. The environment of this place is so beautiful, its owner must be of extraordinary status, and most likely she is a hostess who likes to dance and write.

"I am Xu Yang, the newly admitted outer disciple of Mulingyuan. I want to disturb my senior's cultivation." Xu Yang asked loudly towards the door.

"Xu Yang, are you a new outer disciple? You and I don't know each other. Why are you here today?" A string of silver bell-like sounds drifted outside through the crack in the door, and also drifted into the young man's heart.

When these few words reached his ears, Xu Yang felt as if he was hearing the tinkling sound of the first melting snow in spring. Such a clear and sweet sound immediately relieved Xu Yang's nervous mood.

"Senior, don't be surprised. A silver compass was snatched away by a spirit crow, and I chased it all the way. I just saw it flying into this house."

"Really?" Two crisp words again.

Not long after, the courtyard door was pushed open from the inside with a creak, and a girl in white was seen standing inside the door.

Xu Yang couldn't help but be startled.

This girl has a good appearance. Her eyes are as crystal clear as the stars in the night sky, her lips are as delicate as plum blossoms in May, and her white shirt is as spotless as white lotuses emerging from the water.

Xu Yang was already amazed by the beauty of the girl in front of him. He always has a love for beauty, not just about gender.

Xu Yang suddenly realized that he had lost his composure, and quickly clasped his fists and said, "I'm Xu Yang."

"My name is Ning Lin'er," the girl gave a smile, "Junior Brother Xu, please come into the courtyard to talk. People who cultivate the truth are not as rigid as those who stick to worldly details."

Xu Yang smiled awkwardly and replied: "That's what the girl said."

The scene in this illusion was when Xu Yang saw Ning Lin'er for the first time.

Bowl.