Volume 1: Immortal Sect Disciple Chapter 125: Netherworld Guizhi (Part 2)

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Within the stone monument space.

Gu Qing's figure was sitting cross-legged on the futon in front of the black stone tablet. The Changhan Chi Luoyue Bow that he had been carrying on his back and the door-wide black flame sword on his shoulder had been put aside by him.

His expression was changing.

A few breaths ago, he entered the space of the stone tablet by imagining pure black vertical eyes between his eyebrows, avoiding the gaze of dozens of red eyes.

If those dozens of red eyes really fell on him, he would be instantly vaporized!

"At this moment, the outside world doesn't know what the situation is. We might as well hide in the stone monument space for a while before talking."

Gu Qing thought about this and let out a long sigh of relief.

He raised his eyes and scanned the space of the stone monument.

The spiritual energy in the space of the stone tablet is getting thinner and thinner.

Previously, he was on the island above the black sea, using the blood evil soul array to shake the forbidden soul power. When he entered it, the spiritual energy in the black stone tablet still had the cave built on the third-order spiritual veins. level.

Now, it has declined a lot.

I am afraid that the spiritual energy in the stone tablet space at this time is only as good as the cave abode built on the second-order spiritual veins, which is similar to the cave abode he gave to Ren Chan in the Xianhe Sect of Huifeng Valley.

Thin white spiritual mist circulates on the ground paved with white jade. The originally neat white jade has become silent due to the expansion of the space of the stele, and there are more black gaps.

Gu Qing stood up and stood in front of the black stone tablet.

His gaze looked at a dull and shallow mark on the black stone tablet.

"After acquiring the magical power of Gui Xu Yi Zhi, this mark has become dim again..."

Gu Qing's eyes flashed slightly.

"My guess is that only by swallowing the 'divine will' can this stone tablet produce various changes in divine will. According to the black dragon swallowed by the stone tablet, it is often in the later stages of foundation building that the divine will can be understood."

He took a few glances at the shallow marks and simply tidied up the space inside the stone monument.

When he returned to the futon in front of the black stone tablet, Gu Qing had a storage bag in his hand, and his eyes were a bit dark.

"Ancient Demon."

Two words came out of Gu Qing's mouth.

These two simple words seem to have immense power.

After he spoke, even his breathing became a little hurried.

In this storage bag, there is a rough jade bottle, which contains part of the blood of Liu Gang, a cultivator of the Shanyin Sect that he obtained in Huaining County.

"When I uttered the words of the ancient demon, I was just trying to deceive Liu Gang." Gu Qing's hands clenched slightly, "But now that I think about it, Liu Gang's subsequent reaction... This person can transform into someone more than ten feet tall. The giants and cultivation methods are probably really related to the ancient demon!"

Ancient demon, the true demon of ancient times.

Among the ancient books he had seen in the past, there were not many records about ancient demons, and most of them were just conjectures and not very reliable.

The body is huge and extremely powerful.

From a rough summary, these two points are the only ones that are reliable.

"The several-hundred-foot giant that the Soul Sect secretly cultivated is suspected to be the fetus of the Blood Demon. It is also possible that it is related to this legendary ancient demon."

Gu Qing's consciousness looked into the storage bag.

"If this is really the case, the black energy in the Demon Spirit Stream, that is, the wild death energy, can be combined with the blood light in the blood demon's womb, and turn into a golden luster on the bones of my body. Does it mean that, What does this Demon Spirit Stream have to do with the legendary ancient demon?"

He took out the rough jade bottle.

puff!

As soon as it was released from the storage bag, the rough jade bottle exploded, and a ball of black-red blood floated in front of Gu Qing's eyes, churning endlessly.

Gu Qing's consciousness probed towards the blood.

Buzz!

As soon as his consciousness came into contact with this mass of blood, the black and red colors of this mass of blood actually trembled and blended together. Then, in the next moment of blending, this mass of blood melted and condensed into an undetectable trace of gold. The light sank directly into his body.

On his bones, golden luster flowed, swallowing up this tiny trace of golden light.

After this trace of golden light was swallowed up, the golden luster on his bones, which was originally stagnant, became a little smoother.

Gu Qing was shocked.

"It's so true!"

He whispered to himself.

The method practiced by Liu Gang, a monk from the Shanyin Sect, is related to the legendary ancient demon. This is one of them.

The wild death energy in the Demon Spirit Stream can melt with the blood glow in the soul sect's Blood Demon's womb, turning it into a golden luster that flows over the bones of his body and changes his physique. This is the second reason.

Liu Gang's blood can turn into golden light and be swallowed up by the golden luster on his bones. This is the third one.

The combination of these three gave him a clear understanding.

"By chance, you got part of the ancient demon's abilities? Well, that should be the case." Gu Qing closed his eyes slightly.

He felt the spiritual power flowing within his body.

The spiritual power cultivation at the ninth level of Qi Refining has not changed much.

The physical strength is far greater than before.

The golden luster on his bones was flowing faster and faster. As he concentrated on the golden luster, he gradually felt that he was 'devouring' everything around him. This feeling was quite strange. , which made him intoxicated.

Intoxicated, Gu Qing fell into a trance.

Seven days have passed in the space of the stone tablet.

After coming back to his senses, Gu Qing's expression changed slightly.

"Aura..."

The spiritual energy around him was extremely thin, and it was no different from when he first entered the space of this stone monument.

Upon realizing this, Gu Qing's consciousness spread.

"Fortunately, the spirit stones and other objects were not damaged."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, his consciousness focused on his body.

"The physical changes are not big, but the spiritual power has actually increased! The completion of the ninth level of Qi refining is not far away."

Gu Qing thought to himself.

He touched his chin.

Inadvertently, seven days have passed.

Must go out.

It would be bad if the Demon Spirit Stream was closed and all the other monks were excluded, leaving him alone.

As for whether the group of hill-like monsters noticed the spatial fluctuations when he entered the space of the stone monument, he had doubts about this.

After all, those hill-like monsters, in terms of their power, are undoubtedly far superior to monks in the Qi Refining Stage. Even above ordinary monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, it is not surprising that they can detect spatial fluctuations.

But judging from his mental state, he should not be high.

Even if they were aware of the spatial fluctuations that occurred when he entered the space of the stone monument, the possibility that the group of hill-like monsters would be able to guard him for ten days in front of the gravel transformed into the space of the stone monument was very low.

Gu Qing carried Han Chi Luoyue's bow behind his back, and carried the black flame sword wide as a door panel on his shoulder.

He visualized pure black vertical eyes between his eyebrows, and his body flashed and disappeared into the space of the stone monument.

In the space of the stone tablet, deathly silence returned.



The endless darkness shrouded everything.

Thousands of fist-sized red ants were busy on the ant nest dozens of feet high.

A vulture with dense compound eyes, its wingspan was nearly ten feet long, saliva flowed down its beak, it chirped, and then it fiercely grabbed a skeleton carried by a group of red ants.

The skeleton was dozens of feet long and was dragged to the ant nest by numerous red ants the size of fists. The red ants would not give up easily.

"hiss……"

The red ants opened their mouths wide and roared. These roars gathered together and turned into a wave of flames, pressing towards the vulture with compound eyes like a mountain.

The flame-like fluctuations made the vulture with compound eyes tremble with its wings spread nearly ten feet, and he staggered and hit the ground with his head.

Bang!

Dozens of red ants were hit.

With a pop, dozens of fist-sized red ants turned into red pulp and exploded in all directions.

These dozens of red ants were directly crushed into meat paste. In the meat paste, a ray of light flickered silently. Immediately, a figure in black with a bald head and a blue long bow appeared silently. This figure held the door panel in his hand. The wide black-red sword was swung upwards.

puff!

The vulture with compound eyes was instantly torn into pieces.

The red blood of the monster fell like rain.

"Where is this place..."

In the rain of blood, Gu Qing put the black flame sword wide of the door back on his shoulder and glanced around.

All the blood-colored spiritual power that Gu Qing could summon in his body was focused on his eyes, allowing him to see in the darkness without being affected by his vision.

His eyes passed over the red ants and looked into the distance.

This is a devastated land.

The red miasma spread wantonly.

Occasionally, several strange-looking creatures that have never been seen before can be seen running around on the earth.

Soon, a large number of fist-sized red ants carried the steaming remains of the strange-looking vultures scattered on the ground.

Gu Qing looked away from a distance.

Within three feet of him, there was no sign of a red ant half the size of a fist. He took a few steps, reached out and grabbed a red ant the size of a fist, looked at it for a moment, and threw the ant back to the ground.

"Here, it should still be in the Demon Spirit Stream."

Gu Qing thought.

He took out the small black plaque from the space of the stone tablet and injected a trace of spiritual power into it.

"This direction...is very close."

Gu Qing's eyes flashed and he looked to the left.

His foot stepped down.

His figure seemed to be flying close to the ground, running quickly towards a certain direction on the left.

After walking for several miles, Gu Qing came to the second ant nest dozens of feet high, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"Fellow Taoist, stay!"

Gu Qing shouted loudly.

Next to this second ant nest, which is dozens of feet high, in addition to the many red ants the size of fists are busy, there is also a middle-aged monk with round cheeks and a mustache. This man has a full heaven and a round earth pavilion. Wearing a blue Taoist robe, he looked like a fairy.

This person is also rushing towards a certain direction on the left.

"Um?"

After hearing what Gu Qing said, this person's body was slightly sluggish.

The mustached monk had a pair of narrow eyes, looking back at the bald cultivator who stopped him in the distance.

"Not Lin Changqing." Gu Qing said calmly, stepped forward calmly, with a slight smile on his face, "Presumably this fellow Taoist also heard about the birth of the treasure, so he hurried over like Lin."

"Heh... so what?"

The mustachioed monk heard this and responded coldly.

Facing the bald monk who suddenly appeared, his eyes were somewhat dark and gloomy.

His figure was quietly tense, and most of his mind was focused on the sudden appearance of the bald monk, the door-wide black and red sword on his shoulder, and the blue bow on his back.

"But if I wait here, it will probably be in vain. I will definitely not be able to compete with those seniors in the foundation building stage."

Gu Qing's expression flashed with a sigh.

The bearded monk's eyes flashed slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph! Not necessarily, the Netherworld Guizhi is so huge. If we, the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, have extraordinary skills, it will not be difficult for us to get a share of the pie."

Netherworld ghost mushroom?

Gu Qing's heart moved.

He looked at the mustached monk with a smile.

"I don't know, what do you call this fellow Taoist?"