True Immortal of the Netherworld

All the way to the north, accompanied by the autumn wind.

The young man in green jumps in the golden sunset, like a spirit full of vitality, with the sun shining on his face.

On this day, Xu Yang entered the territory of Tanzhou in the Northern Territory.

Along the way, the crowd began to increase.

In order not to attract attention, Xu Yang wore a large dark green hooded cloak, covering his purple hair under the brim of the hat.

In front of you, there is a "Jinquan Temple" built on the mountain, with a golden roof, green tiles, red walls and painted doors, which is majestic. On the road leading to Jinquan Temple, there is an endless stream of secular pilgrims, and devout people climb the steps.

"The scale of this Buddhist hall is so grand, it is not inferior to the main hall of Tiangui Sect. It should be more than half a month away from Jinfo Township, which shows the huge influence of Jinfo Township. Now that we are here, why not go in Pay your respects and seek a Buddhist relationship."

Xu Yang looked up at the grand temple opposite, and on a sudden impulse, he followed the pilgrims into Jinquan Temple.

In the main hall.

A gilded Buddha that is seven or eight feet high sits on the eight-treasure lotus platform. The golden Buddha has a wide forehead and narrow eyes, a majestic expression, and its eyes seem to be watching the believers below at all times.

Xu Yang performed Buddhist rituals and offered a stick of incense in a formal manner.

I prayed silently in my heart: "Pray for the blessings of the Buddha and God to grant Lin'er Buddhist fate and great good fortune."

Qingzhou, where Xu Yang's hometown is located, was originally a place where Confucianism and Taoism were prevalent. When he grew up, he traveled to the Tiangui Sect to practice the Ghost Sect's Kung Fu, and his belief was in the Tiangui Sect. Belief in ghosts is a common but special existence in the entire Zhongyuan Continent.

In the minds of secular people, everyone will eventually die and then become a ghost and go to the spiritual platform to be reincarnated. Therefore, almost everyone fears ghosts, gods and the spirits of their ancestors. But among these people, there are not a few who believe in Taoism, Confucianism, and Buddhism. On the contrary, there are not many people who truly believe in ghosts and gods.

Therefore, believers in ghosts and gods are not exclusive. Even a cultivation sect such as the Tiangui Sect can publicly discuss other beliefs such as Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, but it cannot dominate the discussion.

Although Xu Yang didn't have deep contact with the Buddhist lineage, he had always had a good impression. Inspiring and teaching people to be good are Buddhist teachings recognized by Xu Yang.

After leaving Jinquan Temple, Xu Yang suddenly felt that his tense spirit relaxed a little, and he continued to go north.

Three days later, Xu Yang entered an unnamed valley, which was also the only way from Tanzhou to Jinfo Township.

"There's a fight ahead."

Xu Yang frowned and suddenly noticed something strange on the other side of the road.

I happened to see a big tree as thick as a bucket not far away. I floated and hid lightly on the branches of the big tree.

He activated his magic power and activated the power of the Immortal Wood Spirit in the three-color vortex in his body. With a trace of green spitting out, a ball of green mist spread out from his body. When the green color dissipates, Xu Yang's breath has merged with the big tree. Even if you look closely, there is no one in the big tree.

Ding-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang.

Amidst the flying dust, several figures rushed out from one end of the road.

Six young Buddhists wearing gray Buddhist robes, each holding a thick copper stick, were chasing a monk wearing red cassocks.

The monk in the bright red cassock was tall and tall, with bare hands. One of his exposed arms had a flashing tiger rune on the surface, and a faint golden light emitted from time to time.

The great monk in red moved swiftly, and his strong fists collided with the incoming copper rod from time to time, making a metallic clanging sound. He seemed to be a strong physical cultivator.

The six monks in gray shirts attacked with the copper sticks in their hands. They cooperated well but did not get close easily, and they had the upper hand for a while.

The air waves caused by the fight between several people raised a large cloud of dust under their feet, and the fallen leaves that were originally lying on the ground were lifted up innocently.

"They are all Buddhist cultivators, and their cultivation level is around the True Alchemy Realm. If you don't know the situation, it's better not to get involved." Xu was hiding in the big tree.

Yang An thought.

"Huiming, you can't run away this time."

"Take him back and put him in a dungeon."

"If you resist again, I will kill you with a stick. If you go back with your head, you have completed your mission."

service. "

Several monks in gray clothes were shouting, and the copper sticks in their hands were already smashed down.

When, when, when.

The great monk in red, known as Huiming, punched out three times and blocked the dropped copper stick, sending sparks flying everywhere.

At this moment, Monk Huiming was sweating profusely. There was a big hole in the corner of his red cassock. Strangely, one of his eyes was a somewhat unexpected purple.

The great monk in red said: "You can't do this to me, we are fellow disciples."

"That was before, and you had already fallen into the devil's path. Our Golden Buddha Temple has always been at odds with the devil's path."

"A few days ago, a junior fellow student in the temple died at the hands of a devil like you. What else can you say to make excuses?"

"You have been expelled from the temple and are on the "Purple Disaster" wanted list."

"Just surrender and follow us back to plead guilty. This is your only way out."

Gray-robed monk, you say something, and I angrily say something.

The great monk in red looked embarrassed and said: "If I don't go back, I will only die if I go back." He subconsciously clenched his fists and made a rattling sound, and a golden tiger shadow appeared on each of his arms.

At the same time, a burst of spiritual pressure emanated from the red monk's body, and his cassock beat like a ball.

Upon seeing this, several gray-clothed monks on the opposite side subconsciously stepped back a few feet, with a slightly nervous look on their faces, and held the copper sticks in front of them.

The incoming air waves hit the copper rod, making a buzzing sound.

"Resist in the corner, rectify the law on the spot, and serve with the magic stick method." One of the monks in gray shouted.

The eyes of the six gray-clothed monks showed murderous intent.

Instantly, the stick techniques in the hands of the six of them changed.

The six people poked the copper sticks in their hands into the ground, forming a hexagon and surrounding the red monk in the middle.

As the magic formula was played in the hands of six people.

A buzzing sound.

On the ground, with six copper sticks as the base, the light and shadow of a hexagonal Buddhist formation appeared.

Then, the six people frantically injected mana into the formation in front of them.

"Suppress the Demon—The Copper Cage!"

On the ground, golden Buddha patterns are constantly flowing, and six copper sticks shine like golden dragons. Relying on the formation patterns on the ground, it quickly rotated, getting faster and faster, whirring, instantly forming an airtight copper wall, and gradually narrowing the encirclement.

When the great monk in red saw this, his expression became even more embarrassing. He could not see the six people outside the formation at all now, and all he could see was the shadow of sticks.

"You are so cruel!"

He tried to punch a few times, but it was like hitting a copper wall. The sound of "dong-dong" echoed endlessly and could not shake the formation in the slightest.

The great monk in red was in a hurry and shouted: "There are many people bullying the few, what kind of skill is that?"

The six people ignored him at all. When the time came, they shouted in unison: "Suppress the demon!"

Six copper sticks slammed inward, and the thick sticks at the mouth of the bowl fell like a hill.

"boom!"

Golden light splashed, earth and rocks flew, and the earth shook.

After doing all this, the six gray-clothed monks were already heaving and panting with their chests rising and falling. Obviously, the demon-subduing formation just now consumed a lot of the strength of the six of them.

When the smoke and dust dispersed halfway, a pit several feet in size appeared in front of them. In the pit, only a corner of the damaged red cassock was exposed. The great monk in red was killed with a stick and "buried" alive.

The six people took back the copper sticks in their hands, with serious expressions on their faces.

"Amitabha."

"The evil spirit has been defeated."

.....

At this moment, the expressions of the six people changed.

The pit opposite

In the middle, the stone pressing on it suddenly flipped, and an arm poked out from it, and on the arm was a lifelike golden tiger pattern.

Boom!

The ground trembled.

The great monk in red stood up from the pit, covered in blood and dust.

At this moment, half of his face with purple pupils had turned an astonishing purple color and was covered with dark magic lines. The surface of his skin was exposed, and his body hair became thick and purple, like a monster.

And his whole aura has undergone a qualitative change compared to before. It is not an exaggeration to say that it has increased by a large level, which is comparable to that of Yuanhun realm monks. It just seemed extremely violent and seemed to be on the verge of being out of control.

...

Xu Yang, who was hiding in a big tree in the distance, couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine when he saw this. With his eyesight, he could clearly see that one of the red monk's eyes was purple, just like the Master Li he saw a few days ago.

A terrifying thought flashed through his mind. If Master Li had not been blessed by the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror, he might have turned into such a terrifying demon. And if I have purple hair, as Master Li said, is it likely that it will also lead to demonization? When the time comes, let alone rebuild Miss Lin'er's body, even your own life will be in danger...

Xu Yang's eyes were stunned and he was covered in cold sweat.

There may be many kinds of death, but this kind of demonization is something Xu Yang cannot accept.

His wish is to become an immortal seeker with a sense of justice like his father Xu Wanli, instead of falling into the path of the devil who can control his father's body at will. In any case, he disdains being associated with the Shadow Lord. This is his bottom line.

...

The situation on the other side has changed again.

Ouch——

After the transformation, the great monk looked up to the sky and let out a beast roar. The valley echoed like thunder, and yellow leaves fell one after another.

"Yes...you forced me."

When the six monks in gray clothes saw this, they quickly stood side by side and took out the copper sticks in their hands. At this moment, they had just consumed a lot of mana, and it was already too late to form the demon-subduing array.

"This guy's gone crazy."

"We are probably no match for him."

...

Before the six monks in gray could make a decision.

The great monk who transformed into a monster only left a shadow on the spot and then disappeared.

The next moment, a figure flashed in front of one of the gray-clothed monks, and the great monk had already grabbed his neck with one hand.

Twist hard and click.

The gray-clothed monk who was clamped by it drooped his head and became lifeless. The hand that held the copper rod loosened and rolled to the side with a clang.

Seeing that their companions were killed, the remaining five monks in gray didn't care about any moves. They desperately swung the copper sticks in their hands and hit the demonized monk's head, shoulders, vest and other places.

Dang Dang Dang.

There were harsh sounds of metal touching.

Several blood stains suddenly appeared on the body of the demonized monk, and the stick that hit his head caused his skull to dent slightly, and a large amount of blood flowed out.

But the demonized monk seemed to have lost his sense of pain, and his whole body did not move at all.

The five gray-clothed monks could not help but tremble as they looked at the monster in front of them. The copper rods in their hands could not be gripped tightly, and their anger completely turned into fear.

"He's the real devil."

"Huiming's soul has long been swallowed by this devil."

"Purple Scourge."

The demonized monk threw the dead gray-robed monk aside. He touched his bleeding bald head with one hand and glanced at the people opposite him with his evil purple eyes.

"If you hit me, you will all pay the price."

As soon as he finished speaking, the demonized monk knelt down and touched the ground with all four limbs like a beast. Then he jumped towards the five people on the opposite side.

A murderous demon.