A day on earth is a thousand years in the underworld.

The surrounding fields are vast. In this gloomy and gray land, even if you exhaust your eyesight, you can only see a thousand feet away. There is no life anywhere as far as the eyes can see. There is only an Eight Immortals chair in the center, with a little green hanging on it.

Ying.

He sat sideways in the Eight Immortals chair, resting his chin on his hands, looking at the word Ji Ruochen on the ground. His consciousness had already wandered away. His shadow wings, which were about ten feet long, fell diagonally from the back of the chair to the ground, and the wingtips patted the dust gently.

Rock, scraping out little sparks.

Suddenly a layer of light black mist appeared on the field, rushing back towards the Eight Immortals Chair. The black mist became faster and faster, rolling up countless gravel and floating sand, whizzing past the ground. When it came to him, the layers were piled high.

The black mist had turned into a mist wave more than ten feet high, and it was suddenly captured! Seeing that the waves of mist were about to press on his forehead, the mist suddenly turned into wisps of black air and penetrated from his nostrils.

He slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of eyes flashing with a faint blue light. The rest of his body was still composed of shadow mist. Although it was extremely condensed, it was actually still tangible and intangible. Only these eyes

, is already tangible and tangible. Looking carefully, his eyes are as clear as gems, but the blue is bottomless. The narrow pupils are like sharp blades. A blazing dark red flame can be seen deep in the left pupil, but the right pupil is rippling.

There are dark blue waves. These magic eyes seem to contain infinite mystery, but there is absolutely no warmth or vitality.

As soon as he opened his pupils, an invisible icy breath immediately spread out in all directions, sweeping thousands of feet in an instant, adding a lot of chill to the empty and desolate wilderness. As soon as more than ten ghosts and monsters of various colors who were fighting and hunting felt the chill, they immediately

They ran away like crazy, even throwing away the food in their mouths.

After returning from his fugue, he felt very tired. He was not interested in anything he did lazily, and allowed the dozens of ghosts to flee away. He restrained his consciousness and dived back into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness. At this moment, the sea of ​​consciousness was full of green lightning.

Continuously falling, arousing huge waves in the sky. Between the troughs and peaks of the waves, a picture scroll floated here and there, opening and closing, changing erratically. His consciousness hung quietly, which picture floated over,

Whichever one he looks at.

At the age of fourteen, Ji Ruochen first came to Xixuan. Standing in front of the gate of Taishang Daode Palace, he was stunned by the endless purple gold tiles, white jade steps, green pillars, and smoked water pavilions. In the same year, he took off his tattered clothes and

Putting on his brocade clothes and jade belt, he sat among a group of young boys and recited the Tao Te Ching. He read every word and every sentence with great concentration, completely unaware that the people around him would look at him with contempt from time to time. Although he had been poor since he was a child, those people he had never seen before,

The unheard-of ornate bronze tripod and gold-lacquered carved beams were no different from the wooden tables and mud walls in the Longmen Inn in his eyes: nothing could compare to the Tao Te Ching in his hand.

At the age of fifteen, Ji Ruochen first practiced the Three Pure Secrets. The eight masters took turns to teach each other, and they taught each other every eight days. The eight masters studied heaven and man, and while teaching each other, they also did not forget to criticize the sword secrets of other channels.

Mistakes and omissions: He studied hard day and night, and memorized everything he really couldn't understand. In the same year, he first understood the Immortal Secret of Dissociation, and he reached the holy state of Taiqing.

Sixteen years old, seventeen years old, eighteen years old...

He circled around among the disciples, avoiding many disciples who were deliberately trying to make things difficult for him. He studied hard day after day and carefully considered every word he said. How many times he meditated in the middle of the night, he was horrified and sweated through his clothes.

, just for the words of banishing immortals. He had a good time drinking with Shang Qiushui and Li Xuanzhen, and he also separated from outstanding women such as Zhang Yin Yin, Han Yan, Huai Su and others. In the chaos and entanglement, only he understood that, looking around, in fact, he

I don’t know which of what everyone around me is saying is true and which is false. I can only do my best to distinguish and act carefully.

Trembling, walking on thin ice, these eight words have said everything.

Ji Ruochen's Taoist practice is advancing day by day. From the beginning, he relied solely on the awakening of his instincts to survive in death and win in danger, to skillfully using all kinds of Taoist magic weapons to defeat the enemy, and then to giving up deception and tricks, using force to defeat force, relying on his body.

With the wooden sword in the palm of his green shirt, he is invincible. He has been invincible in all the annual examinations.

A picture scroll intermittently records Ji Ruochen's hurried years in Tao Te Sect.

With the way to advance in the realm, with the results of fighting, with the achievements of meritorious service, with the surprise of encounters, with the blessing of the real person, Ji Ruochen stands out among the disciples of his generation, only Ji Bingxian can be compared with him.

But as he turned over the scrolls one by one, he felt more and more depressed as he looked at them.

When he saw Ji Ruochen using tortoise shells for fortune-telling, his nails were cracked and bleeding, and he looked at his hands covered with blood in astonishment, he could no longer bear the depression in his heart. He slapped the handrail hard, flew into the sky, and screamed to the sky! Endless

When the whistle roared like thunder and rolled across the wilderness, the pent-up energy in my chest was finally released a little.

When the howling gradually subsided, a murderous aura suddenly rose into the sky from deep in the wilderness. Looking from a distance, the gray-black tornado stirred up by the murderous aura soared upwards. It was probably not as high as a hundred feet high! The murderous aura slowly moved this way, obviously.

In response to the loud roar he just heard.

The whistling sound in his mouth suddenly stopped, and the azure color in his eyes suddenly seemed to come alive and change. Counting from the time when he first carved the three characters Ji Ruochen on the wild rock, he had already rushed eight hundred miles into the wild field. Wenque

, bats, tigers, oxen, mandibles and other ferocious monsters have been killed countless times without any mercy. At this moment, all the ghosts and monsters within a radius of a hundred miles have been almost wiped out, and he is planning to attack again.

As he advanced three hundred miles deep into the wilderness, he didn't expect that there would be ghosts that dared to challenge him! He was not angry, but just allowed the cold murderous intention to spread in his chest, and looked at the place where the murderous intention came from. He had secretly made up his mind, even if

Even if they are hunted for thousands of miles, these bold ghosts must be uprooted!

Through the heavy fog, more than five hundred Yin soldiers can be seen lined up in ten rows, striding towards this direction. These Yin soldiers are one foot tall, with green and black skin, and ferocious faces. Their chests, shoulders, lower abdomen, and knees are all uniform.

The armor was made of thick iron armor, with barbs embedded in it. The iron thorns had long been rusty, and it was unknown whether they were corroded by the wind or contaminated by too much ghost blood. They were armed with two-foot-long spears, and the formation was extremely neat, five hundred of them.

The Yin soldiers were as straight as one person. Their footsteps were booming and booming. Even though they were still far apart, he seemed to feel that the earth was shaking with the footsteps of these Yin soldiers.

Behind the formation of the Yin soldiers, there is a two-foot-tall guard captain, riding a huge black bull with six hooves and ten horns. He holds a spear in his left hand and a whip in his right hand. The length of the whip can be determined by the captain's will, no matter which Yin soldier is slightly taller.

If someone disrupts the pace of the queue, he will be whipped away on the spot.

He already knew from the sea scroll that there are nineteen types of Yin soldiers in the underworld. The five hundred Yin soldiers in front of him are called cold armored soldiers, ranking thirteenth among the Yin soldiers. The cold armored soldiers alone are not very powerful.

The strength of the Yin soldiers is far from that of the ferocious beasts such as sparrows and bat tigers. A sparrow can easily kill dozens of underworld soldiers. However, the strength of the Yin soldiers lies in the fact that they are born with the power to fight in formations and have always been successful.

They went out in groups. These five hundred cold-armored underworld soldiers were so neatly organized, and escorted by school captains. They were the best among the underworld soldiers. I don’t know which dynasty or generation of iron-blooded soldiers came from reincarnation. In this group

Even if there are hundreds of birds in front of the team, most of them will flee.

"Do you think I'm an ordinary ghost?" He sneered and thought, falling to the ground.

The icy-cold auras scattered all over his body suddenly became active, swam out of their shelter, and converged towards his chest. Along the way, the strands of icy-cold auras continued to merge with each other, gradually became stronger, and turned into countless roots.

Blue silk threads. When thousands of blue threads converged on his chest, his whole body suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light, and then dimmed again. But through the shadow mist, it was visible that there was a blue flame burning quietly in his chest.

.

This fire is cold.

He concentrated his mind, and the blue flames in his chest slowly sank downwards according to his will, and stopped after falling three inches. Suddenly he heard a crackling sound, and the rocky ground under his feet suddenly sank a foot, and countless cracks spread in all directions until they were ten feet away.

It just stopped. It turned out that as soon as the blue flame sank, his body, which was originally invisible and without substance, became heavier than a thousand pounds, cracking the cangye gray rock that was stronger than fine iron!

While his mind was running, he had already used Ji Ruochen's body technique in the scroll to jump up, his body became as if there was nothing, and he ran towards the Hanjia Mingbing army formation like a clear smoke. He ran all the way.

, the misty place was like clouds and smoke, and there seemed to be no place to focus, but the momentum was really thunderous. He took a step of thirty feet, and heard bursts of thunder on the field, and large pits with a radius of ten feet appeared crisscrossed one after another. In an instant,

Stretching forward for hundreds of miles, hidden in the depths of thick fog!

The captain of the escort army suddenly reined in the black bull, pointed his iron gun forward, and let out a wild roar! The five hundred cold-armored soldiers stopped at the same time, shouted, and laid down their long arms. In an instant, they were ready for battle. The sudden attack

The murderous aura soaring to the sky is even more incomparable than at the beginning!

As soon as the gray fog opened in front of the military formation, his figure as pale as clouds and smoke rushed out of the fog. But the ground that continued to tremble with his footsteps showed that this momentum was by no means as clear as it seemed.

In a few steps, he had rushed within a hundred feet in front of the military formation, but his momentum increased instead of decreasing! The captain of the escort army suddenly raised his steel beard and stared at the faint figure in front of the formation. How dare this guy dare to charge head-on into the formation?

?!

Without stopping, he rushed straight towards the rows of sharp iron swords! The shadow wings behind him suddenly waved sharply, and thousands of shadow feathers came out from the wings, turning into thousands of invisible sharp blades, sweeping through the battle formation of the underworld soldiers!

With continuous soft sounds, the invisible feather blade rushed through ten rows of underworld soldiers, and then dissipated with all its strength. The strong wind brought by his momentum arrived soon after, and nearly a hundred underworld soldiers were blown away by the strong wind.

The body immediately disintegrated into hundreds of fragments, and was blown hundreds of feet away in an instant. It turned out that these underworld soldiers had been cut into pieces by countless feather blades, and when the strong wind arrived, the body immediately collapsed.

When the captain of the escort army saw that he had killed nearly a hundred underworld soldiers in one encounter, he became furious and roared wildly. He mobilized the black bull under his command and charged straight towards him!

He immediately came forward and saw the captain of the escort army thrusting at him with his giant spear. He sneered and waved his hand to grab the tip of the giant spear! Unexpectedly, the captain of the escort army roared again, with his green hair standing straight on his head and sending his iron helmet flying high into the air.

He stood up, and two thin streaks of blood shot out from the corners of his eyes. He used all his strength to send the giant spear forward again!

He immediately felt a strong force coming from the tip of the spear in his palm. Before he could push his luck, his palm could no longer withstand the sharpness of the giant spear. The giant spear pierced the palm of his hand, broke open his chest, and came out from behind him, throwing a shadow.

The wings were also worn.

The captain of the escort army was overjoyed. He swung his huge spear horizontally amid the roar of shouts, and was about to tear his body apart. As soon as he moved his energy, the captain of the escort army suddenly realized that he had done nothing, and only looked at him calmly. Those blue eyes

The pupils became brighter and brighter, until finally, two dots of blue almost took away all the surrounding light!

The captain of the escort army felt that he was hit hard by an invisible mountain, and he flew backwards thousands of feet in an instant! On the way back, the body of the captain of the escort army suddenly froze, and then there was a loud bang, and its body exploded together with the black cow under it.

The explosion scattered into dust all over the sky, and only a big head was shaken by the shock wave and continued to fly high.

He slowly pulled out the giant spear from his body, and the hole left in his body was filled with black mist, and he was recovering quickly. Looking back, he was not afraid of the power of the captain's giant spear just now, but although the palm transformed by the shadow mist was hard,

But it couldn't stop the sharpness of the giant spear. Thinking back to the great power displayed by the various magic weapons in the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness Scroll, and how Ji Ruochen often relied on the magic weapons to defeat the weak when his strength was low, he was a little moved. So he weighed the sword in his palm.

The giant spear thought to himself: "Maybe it would be good to find some handy treasures to use."

As soon as the captain of the escort army died, the formation of the cold-armored soldiers was immediately in chaos. However, they never knew what fear was. They raised their iron swords one after another and surrounded them from all directions. He frowned, swung his giant spear in a circle, and

All the dozens of iron spears were swung away, and then the spears were swung to stab each other. Each time the spear was thrust out, nine spear shadows would float on the giant spear, and together with the giant spear itself, they pierced the chests of ten cold armored soldiers.

One spear killed ten soldiers, and in the blink of an eye, more than 400 cold-armored dark soldiers were killed.

With a plop, the captain's head fell down and rolled to his feet. He lifted the head of the captain, and a faint blue flame appeared in his palm, instantly burning his head into ashes. The captain's head was slightly ashes.

The consciousness returned to his body along with the blue flames, and was thrown into the sea of ​​consciousness, turning into a incomplete picture, floating up and down in the waves.

He closed his eyes and carefully searched the contents on the scroll, then opened his eyes again and said with a calm smile: "It turns out there is a general, which is very good."

He held the giant spear upside down and walked slowly towards the depths of the wilderness.

Deep in the wilderness, there is a military camp that can be called a tiger perched on a dragon's plate. The camp uses a rock pillar that is hugged by a person as a fence. The stone fence is two feet high, and the upper end is polished to a sharp point. Behind the fence is a platform one foot wide, which can be used to stand soldiers.

A total of sixteen watchtowers are located in various directions. The whole structure of the watchtowers is also made of limestone, which is solid and rough. The two huge gates of the military camp are purely made of rock pillars. Each one is ten feet wide. One is ten feet wide and weighs five feet.

A 10-foot-long Haogou surrounded the camp and protected the whole camp. The bottom of the ditch was covered with sharp stone thorns, and the stone thorns were still covered with many giant beasts and ghosts, as well as the bones of many Yin soldiers and ghosts. In the dark wind of the wilderness

Below, these remains have long been turned into rocks.
To be continued...