I became an immortal in the mountains

Chapter 596: The Ghost King of the Underworld
The Formless Heart Sutra that Gu Yuanqing obtained was a secret book obtained from Zhang Xuanlin, the leader of Lingxu Sect.

It contains skills below the level of heaven and man, but Zhang Xuanlin is from the Lingxu Sect after all, and his understanding of the secret book only comes from personal perception.

Gu Yuanqing then combined the Wuxiang Heart Sutra to deduce a technique suitable for himself, and perfected it with the help of Tianyan.

But secret books and inheritance are two different things. Many of the tricks are passed down orally and are difficult for outsiders to know. Even though he had searched the soul of the assassin from the Wanxiang Sect before, there are some core parts that Gu Yuanqing still finds difficult to sense, because the big sects have their own protection methods for the core inheritance. Once touched, the soul will be destroyed and sensed by the sect.

This is how spiritual practice is passed down. There is a saying: True transmission can be conveyed in one sentence, while false transmission requires thousands of books.

These two people also have some spiritual experiences in their storage rings, some of which are their own and some are from their predecessors. Anything that can be collected by a celestial being is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Gu Yuanqing read them one by one and was deeply moved.

"No form is the root, the myriad ways are the use, the void gives rise to wonders, and all things come into being by themselves. This can be considered an unexpected gain, the wisdom of countless predecessors is indeed beyond the reach of one person!"

Gu Yuanqing sighed lightly, and combined this understanding with his look at other skills, and it seemed that new insights also emerged.

……

Vientiane Mountains, on the main peak.

Guizang Patriarch Hall, this hall enshrines the spirit tablets of successive sect masters and ancestors. In the secret room behind the hall are the sect disciples’ sealed natal spirit lamps.

On this day, Sun Qingyan, the elder of Xutian who was stationed in the Ancestral Hall, burned incense to offer sacrifices to the ancestor, then used the sect token to open the restriction of the secret room in the back hall and entered.

Every seven days he would inspect according to the law and bring some lamp oil, and today was no exception.

But as soon as he entered the hall, Sun Qingyan's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes widened, his face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out.

Because the soul lamp of one of the three celestial elders of the Wanxiang Sect in the lower world has been shattered!

This is a sign that the monk himself has died.

He turned around and walked out, then disappeared in a flash of light.

The back mountain is where the leader of Wanxiang Sect practices.

Yu Wenqi stood on the top of the mountain, observing the sea of ​​clouds and the changes in the world. Suddenly, he turned his head and frowned, saying, "Junior Brother Sun, why are you so panicked?"

"Master, Brother Zhong's soul lamp has gone out!" Sun Qingyan retracted his escape light, looking sad.

"What?" Yu Wenqi's expression suddenly changed, and his aura surged out, causing the sea of ​​clouds to roll.

His body turned into a long rainbow, and in a blink of an eye he arrived at the Patriarch's Hall. Looking at the broken soul lamp, he was extremely furious.

He immediately offered up a magical treasure, which was made of tortoise shells and contained the eight trigrams and the constellations in the sky. He used the fragments of the soul lamp as a guide to activate the treasure, and then used the Wanxiang Tianyan method to borrow the sect's formation to deduce the secrets of heaven.

Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder in the sky. A bolt of lightning came down with a loud bang, breaking through the magic circle, breaking through the void and falling into the ancestral hall.

Yu Wenqi groaned, blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the hexagrams on the tortoise shell suddenly became chaotic.

Sun Qingyan hurried over again, and with him came another foreign affairs elder from the sect.

"Master, are you okay?" Sun Qingyan asked.

Yu Wenqi did not answer, but asked another elder in a deep voice: "What major events have occurred in the Western Extreme Land recently?"

"I heard that there seems to be a rumor about the emergence of a Yin-Yang cultivator's cave in Chiyuanzhou, but I don't know whether it is true or not. Sect Master, have you figured out who killed Senior Brother Zhong?"

"I still can't see the secrets of heaven with the Wanxiang Tianyan Plate. This shows that the person who made the move has a much higher cultivation level than me. He must be a great Yin-Yang master!"

……

There are more and more cultivators in the Moon Turbidity Valley. It seems that most of the masters of cultivation in Chiyuan Continent have gathered there, waiting for the arrival of the full moon night.

When there are too many people, there will be trouble. The same is true among practitioners, especially those with long lifespans. It is inevitable that they will make enemies while competing for opportunities during their practice. It is natural for enemies to be jealous of each other when they meet, and fighting continues in the fog.

Moreover, near the Yuezhuo Rift, there are several kinds of rare herbs and some poisonous insects and monsters, which are good materials for alchemy and are very valuable. They also add a bit of hostility to this once peaceful place.

Gu Yuanqing and his companions were in a good position, and they could see directly into the canyon. Someone was trying to rob someone because of his power, but Li Shian shouted, "Get lost!"

The aura of a celestial being rose to the sky, and no one came to cause trouble from then on.

The day before the full moon, Gu Yuanqing suddenly smiled and said, "Tonight may not be so peaceful, you guys should be careful."

Li Shian, Qin Wuya and others looked at each other and could roughly guess what was going on. They also knew that Gu Yuanqing wanted to train them deliberately. Such an opportunity was rare, and with Gu Yuanqing backing them up, they could act boldly.

Li Shian said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, sir, leave it to us. We won't let you down."

Gu Yuanqing smiled and said, "Just do what you can."

As night fell, Li Shian and others were on high alert and spent time setting up magic arrays and traps around them.

There was no movement in the first half of the night, but in the early morning, the yin energy reached its peak and a strong wind arose with a howling sound. On the top of the hill where Gu Yuanqing and the others were, the earth energy rose, clearing the magic circle and turning into mist.

Faintly, human and animal figures emerged in the mist.

Li Shian shouted in a low voice: "Here it comes!"

Li Shian, Qin Wuya, Gu Siyuan and four other ninth-level Divine Platform monks all stood up from their meditation and were ready for battle.

Gu Yuanqing lay in the chair, smiled faintly, ignored it, and left everything to Li Shian and others to handle.

The scene before him reminded him of the time when he was attacked in the mountains.

"Ghost? It looks like he is indeed from the Netherworld Sect!"

As Qin Wuya was speaking, there was a clang and the sword at his waist was unsheathed, with sword energy rising into the sky.

Although he had wasted his training in the Heavenly Demon Sword, he still followed the path of swordsmanship in the end.

Li Shian nodded to Gu Siyuan.

Gu Siyuan shouted softly: "Set up the formation!"

Then he made a magic gesture, stomped his feet, and his soul moved the veins of the earth, injecting his vital energy into the magic weapon that had been buried long ago.

Four monks at the ninth level of the divine platform were also stationed in four directions to assist Li Shian in manipulating the formation.

The nine formation-based magic weapons glowed with light, runes intertwined, and transformed into the Nine-Curved Soul-Shaking Formation.

He was proficient in various subjects, and his attainments in the art of formation were even better than those of Li Shian and Qin Wuya. In the Qianyuan Realm, apart from Gu Yuanqing, only Xuanqing Zhenren from the Imperial Observatory could be compared with him.

As the formation was formed, two completely different kinds of Yin energy suddenly collided with each other, and the Yin spirit that was about to appear immediately began to dissipate.

Three hundred miles away, Gong Wuji stood in front of the altar, raised his eyebrows, and sneered: "You want to manipulate Yin Qi in front of my Netherworld Sect? You are really showing off your skills in front of an expert!"

He flipped his hand, and three tall incense sticks ignited without fire. He bowed three times and inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner in front of him. Then he held the bell in one hand and the command in the other, stepped on the Gang Step, and recited the true secret.

On the mountain where Gu Yuanqing was, the chirping of insects suddenly stopped, the mountain wind stagnated, the grass and trees broke without wind, and black blood oozed from the broken ends.

A faint whimpering sound seeped out from the ground, and thousands of dark green ghost fires emerged from the void. There were distorted human faces hidden in the fire, and anything they touched would catch fire.

The ground was cracked and a dark spring oozed out of the ditch. Grass and trees withered where the spring flowed through. Hundreds of evil soldiers wearing bronze armor and holding swords walked out of the spring, and evil spirit rose into the sky.

The last one was riding a three-meter-long Yin horse wearing a helmet and armor. A general walked out from the warhorse, his whole body burning with Yin fire. He waved his long sword and attacked. Wherever he passed, the grass and trees withered and the soil and rocks turned into sand. Gu Siyuan's eyes were solemn, and he waved the flag in his hand, controlling the magic circle, gathering his confidence, and turned into a sword to kill.

In an instant, the two touched each other, the vital energy surged, and countless winds and sands were blown up. The trees and rocks on both sides shattered and turned into dust.

The ghost soldiers were killed one by one, but the generals on horseback were coming forward with unstoppable force.

Gu Siyuan stepped into the battle formation and the earth energy transformed into nine dragons that strangled him.

After a fight, the evil spirits were defeated, but the rolling evil energy became even stronger, as strong as a black tide. The resentment condensed and formed a distorted giant face in the black fog. Suddenly, it opened its mouth and let out a sharp scream.

The sound was piercing, and invisible ripples attacked the magic circle.

Gu Siyuan only felt his soul shaken, his consciousness went blank, and the operation of the magic circle became obstructed.

This huge evil spirit immediately attacked with rolling evil energy. Behind the evil energy, countless evil spirits appeared and disappeared, with resentful eyes and ferocious appearances.

At the same time, the evil soldiers and generals appeared again in the black water.

Qin Wuya snorted coldly, and sword energy broke through the air.

Li Shian also took action.

……

"Who's that over there? Why is there such a big commotion?"

"The people on the mountain should be from the Qianyuan Sect. Judging from the magic they used, it seems that... the Netherworld Sect has taken action."

"There seems to be a celestial being in the Qianyuan Sect. Could this be a battle between celestial beings?"

The monks not far away were a little excited, as the battle between heaven and man was a rare sight!
The people from Shengtian Sect were also watching from afar.

Zheng Tong stood on the treetop and chuckled, "Finally they've taken action. It would be even better if both sides were injured."

"That's better. Two celestial beings have come from the Netherworld Sect. Although the token is in our hands, if both of them go down to the Moon Turbid Rift Valley and fight, we will not have the advantage."

The people from Yunque Palace were also watching from afar. This battle was just right for them to see the strength of Li Shi'an from Qianyuan Sect. In their sight, there were seven people from Qianyuan Sect, four from the Divine Platform, two from the Void Sky, and one from the Heavenly Change Sect. Only Li Shi'an was worthy of attention.

As for Gu Yuanqing's existence, no one seemed to notice it. Even if they saw him, they would subconsciously ignore him.

And their divine sense couldn't detect him at all.

……

The battle between Gong Wu Ji and Li Shian and others became more and more intense.

Gu Yuanqing was still lying leisurely on the chair, only occasionally speaking out to point out the inappropriateness of Gu Siyuan's manipulation of the magic circle.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

Gong Wu Ji was getting a little impatient. The strength of the Qian Yuan Sect's people was beyond his expectations, especially the magic weapons in their hands, which were all at the spiritual level. Coupled with the magic formation, he was unable to attack them for a while.

He pinched the seal and a token on the altar flew up. He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. The word "Ming" condensed in the void and sank into the token.

The token flew to the mountain where Gu Yuanqing was, and then suddenly emitted a faint light. In the light, the shadow of a black stone gate several dozen feet high emerged.

A crack appeared in the stone gate, and endless negative energy rushed out, submerging the entire mountain.

A huge hand reached out from the crack of the door. With a low and heavy humming sound, the stone door was opened and a tall figure walked out.

Half of his face was covered with white bones, and there was a green fire burning in his eye sockets; the other half was handsome and his skin was as white as jade.

The junction of the two faces was covered with dark purple blood vessels, and what flowed in the blood vessels was not blood, but resentful and evil energy.

Its body is half bones and half flesh.

This is the ghost king of the underworld, and his power is also at the level of heaven and man.

"Cultivation world, it's been a long time since we last met."

He sighed softly, then looked into the distance with his eyes, and suddenly smiled sinisterly: "Gong Wuji, long time no see, it looks like your life span is coming to an end, celestial soul, I have been looking forward to seeing you for a long time!"

There was greed in his eyes, as if he saw the most delicious thing.

Gong Wu Ji showed his Dharma image and said coldly: "Mora, stop talking nonsense!" He made a seal, and thousands of rune chains appeared on the tall ghost, and silver flames emerged from the chains.

There was a hissing sound and black smoke coming out of Moro's body. A look of pain appeared on his face. He looked at Gong Wu Ji with eyes full of resentment. With a final roar, he pounced into the mountain. In his hand, a hundred-foot-long sword with black flames appeared, and he chopped it down fiercely.

Boom!

The mountains trembled, and four ninth-level monks of the Divine Platform fell down with their heads raised.

Gu Siyuan groaned and took a few steps back. The flag in his hand dimmed and the Nine-Curved Soul-Shaking Formation was broken.

The long knife fell down.

Li Shian and Qin Wuya fought hard, but after less than two moves, Qin Wuya's flying sword was chopped down.

Li Shian used one of his magic weapons to fight against it, but in a blink of an eye he fell into disadvantage and was in danger.

In the last attempt, his soul was damaged, his magic weapon fell, and the flying sword let out a wail, lost its support, and fell down.

Moro stared at Li Shian and the others with greedy eyes: "One celestial being and two virtual heavens are enough for a full meal."

As he spoke, he reached out with his bony hand to grab.

Li Shian's face changed drastically, and he was about to use another magic weapon. Gu Yuanqing had already stood up and said with a chuckle, "It's almost done, let me do it."

Li Shian took a step back and smiled bitterly: "The cultivators in the cultivation world are indeed far beyond the reach of the Linglong world."

Gu Yuanqing raised his hand and waved it, and an invisible force rolled up and collided with the palm of dry bones.

The withered hand shattered on the spot, and Moro's face showed pain. He seemed to have just noticed that there was another person. He was even more furious in his shock. He stared at Gu Yuanqing as if he wanted to eat him alive. He gritted his teeth and roared, "How dare you hurt me? I will eat you, tear your flesh and blood inch by inch, crush your tendons and bones one by one, and imprison your soul in my stomach, where you can neither live nor die!"

At the same time, Gong Wu Ji's pupils shrank slightly. There was actually another master hiding in the mountain. Even Moro was injured by him. No wonder the people from Wujian Tower failed to kill Li Shian before.

Gu Yuanqing walked out slowly, shook his head and smiled, "He's quite big, but unfortunately he's not very smart."

The negative energy around Moro rolled, and his broken right hand quickly recovered. He roared and swung his sword.

Gu Yuanqing snapped his fingers.

With a clang, the long sword shattered into countless pieces, then turned into black smoke and gathered towards Moro again.

Gu Yuanqing raised his hand and the shadow of Beiquan Mountain pressed down. Moro's body was shattered and turned into black smoke in an instant, condensing in another place.

But the arrogance in his expression was gone, replaced by fear, and he turned and headed towards the gate to the underworld.

“Want to escape?” Gu Yuanqing chuckled, and with another palm, the Great Five Elements Divine Thunder condensed and fell down with a loud bang.

In the distance, Gong Wuji's expression changed drastically, and he turned around and ran away...

(End of this chapter)