Regarding the secrets of the Hell Sect back then, many things became unknown later. As the disciples in the sect were banned from the world, many things gradually disappeared, and some truths were not known to anyone.
What's more, the coming of successive troubled times and disputes caused many people and things to disappear, and they were annihilated one by one in the long river of history, and people gradually forgot about them.
Of course, the most important reason for this is naturally the key figures in the sect, those elders and masters who used to follow Yin Bottom. When these people are under the influence, although they want to dominate one side, they do not dare to be too showy. As soon as Yin Wuboti disappeared, many people were ready to take action.
At first, the smart ones claimed credit in front of the underworld, while the more restrained ones secretly restrained themselves and pretended to be stupid. With the disappearance of Yin Wuji, some people saw that the disciples in the sect were distracted, and they were afraid that the Hell Sect would be disintegrated, so everyone reached some kind of secret agreement.
As for the subsequent development, due to the various intrigues among the ten palaces of Yama in the Hell Gate, each trying to reduce the power of the other and wanting to be the big one on their own, these masters became fewer and fewer, and the outside world did not even know how many of them were left.
And as the four major ghost kings in the world all went into seclusion, some of the remaining figures in the sect were unable to survive alone. Since then, the Hell Gate seems to have disappeared from the world, and the secrets inside are not known to ordinary people. .
Yin Lihua later learned from her elders that old Naihe, the acting head of the Hell Sect, had fallen into the hands of Wang Jian, who was separatist and independent in Shu. Because he was too powerful in Shu, he was greatly appeased by Wang Jian. Later, he received the fiefdom of Fengdu Holy Altar and had the right to manage it himself as the Gate of Hell.
In the era of numerous separatist regimes at the end of the Tang Dynasty, Hell Gate was equivalent to a country within a country, and Old Man Nai He, who accepted the fiefdom, was naturally the first person to make the greatest contribution. From then on, Old Man Nai He's status as the leader of the Gate was established.
Because the four ghost kings in the sect had gone into seclusion, others had no objections to old man Naihe. The Hell Gate also made corresponding adjustments, and the Hell Gate also went into seclusion again in his hands.
As for whether the old man Naihe has any ambitions, it is not something that outsiders can know. However, it was rumored that shortly after he took over as the sect leader, he went into seclusion and practiced in the Holy Land within the sect, and there was no news about his coming out afterwards.
However, although the old man is not as ambitious as Yin Wuboti, who wants to compete in the world, he also knows the benefits of looking for opportunities to retreat. Not only did he strictly prohibit his disciples from going out, he also included this matter in the sect rules.
Although the training for disciples in the sect is still carried out every three years, only a handful of disciples can come out each time. Under the management of old man Naihe, the Hell Sect is on track again. Unfortunately, he passed away not long after, and actually passed on the position of sect master to his disciple, Qin Que, who was also famous in the world at that time.
Qin Que is young but full of courage, and he is also a feared figure in the world. As for when he took over the position of the sect leader, and by what means he gained the recognition of the few remaining ghost kings in the sect, it is not something that ordinary disciples of the sect can know, let alone outsiders. His succession was not announced to the public, and he did not even invite his colleagues in the world to watch the ceremony.
Although not everyone in the world can understand the changes in the Hell Gate over the past few decades and the deeds of the masters in the Gate. However, the images of the masters of Hell Gate have been deeply imprinted on the world since then, especially those who were lucky enough to participate in it. As time goes by, although some people and things are gradually forgotten, their legends have been spread intermittently in the world.
Yin Lihua was born in a Taoist sect and has practiced Taoism with her master since she was a child. She was given the opportunity to experience the world. Therefore, he debuted relatively late in the martial arts world and rarely traveled around the martial arts world. Although the sect itself was very prominent, this was the first time he came into contact with these legendary figures.
Naturally, the thing that comes to her mind the most is the immortal miracles of her ancestor, because Master Shi is already a first-rate immortal in her heart, and presumably all the disciples in her sect think the same way. Even if I know a little bit about these celebrities in the world, I can only imagine that they are about the same as Xia Qinghou, who is from the same sect.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Xia Qinghou was already a top master, and I was indeed not on the same level as him. He was his senior brother in terms of seniority, and he had also met Xia Qinghou in Prince Xing's palace. I feel that everyone's aura and mysterious cultivation are indeed far away from me. I couldn't help but feel a little fascinated in my heart, but more importantly, I was inspired.
Recalling Gao Yangyi's instructions at the beginning and the arrangements for Yan Song and Yang Shan, and looking at her and Pengcuo's careful ceremony, I knew that the matter was of great importance. I couldn't help but feel a little worried about the girl Huan Huan in the middle of the altar, who was as young as myself.
Although I don't know if they have any disputes or grievances with the person outside, Gao Yangyi actually doesn't want to see this grand statement, which means that they must still have some grudge or cause and effect. Naturally, Yin Lihua didn't want to get involved and couldn't get involved among them, but at this moment, she was at the altar and had no choice.
As the saying goes, it is very possible to bring disaster to Chiyu. In front of these people, Yin Lihua knew that she was not enough.
Gao Yangyi and Pengcuo seemed not to care at all about the loud words outside, and continued to carry out their plans. It seemed that the fog on the top of the altar was getting bigger and bigger. As Phuntsok turned, it was like a tornado, surrounding Huan Huan and Gao Yangyi.
Huan Huan seemed to be hidden in the mist, her figure appeared and disappeared opposite Gao Yanghui, and Gao Yanghui's hands were constantly dancing, not knowing what to do with what Phuntsok was sitting on. Yin Lihua looked at Phuntsok's figure and gradually maintained a high-speed walking speed. Even with such a fast movement, Yin Lihua was surprised that she could still see his expression clearly.
He kept making various gestures with his hands, and muttered something in his mouth, but his eyes were extremely solemn, staring at the sitting Huan Huan, as if he wanted to see her every change. Although Yin Lihua did not understand and had never been exposed to witchcraft, she could tell from standing under the altar that Phuntsok's spellcasting was obviously at a critical moment.
But the skulls on the four sides of the platform have undergone even more astonishing changes. Looking at the blue light in their eye sockets, it is getting brighter and brighter, as if they are emitting a fascinating light. Yin Lihua seemed to feel that the skull was shaking, as if it was about to fly out from the edge of the platform, which made people feel particularly weird.
What makes people even more shocked is that the four strange beast heads on the fifth floor platform suddenly grinned and opened their lips, and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. For those who didn't know, they thought these severed heads were alive. They all opened their eyes wide and seemed to howl at the bright and incomplete moon.
But they only had their heads nailed to the edge of the platform. Even if they opened their lips and howled, they didn't make any sound. But they seemed to be reacting, as if they were silently summoning something.
Something creepy happened, and soon a response was heard. Beasts and apes could be heard not far away, and all kinds of strange sounds were very permeable. There seemed to be more and more fog around the platform, and the diffuse fog was concentrated separately, actually pouring into their mouths and noses.
Looking at the bull head on the first floor, a lot of blood seemed to be pouring out from all the features, dyeing the ground beside the altar red. It looked more like an altar floating on a sea of blood.
In the weather of May, under the bright moonlight, Yin Lihua felt chilled all over.
"All those who are facing the battle are arrayed in front!" A burst of mind-shaking mantras suddenly came out of Gao Yanghui's mouth.
This soul-stirring mantra sounded even more deafening in this silent valley, in this mysterious and strange altar.
Yin Lihua's heart trembled because not only did she see changes in the offerings around the altar, but there also seemed to be changes on the stage. She seemed to see Huan Huan sitting on the altar, and her graceful body suddenly trembled, and Yin Lihua was frightened.
How can it be!
Although Yin Lihua had some expectations in her heart, thinking about a person who was injured and nearly died. It was said that he practiced a strange skill and was completely unconscious like hibernating. It's like a person who practices Turtle Breathing Technique and actually wakes up at a critical moment. Yin Lihua felt extremely nervous because she completely believed that Huan Huan was dead. At this time, she would rather believe that she is ignorant. Seeing that Huan Huan can wake up is a kind of testimony!
As if she heard a slight whisper, Yin Lihua turned around and saw Ran Xiuniang. She was standing under a huge ancient rhododendron tree, staring nervously at the altar with her lips covered, and then looking at herself in panic. Obviously she was also shocked by the ceremony at the altar. Imagine that even Yin Lihua was surprised, let alone her. She must have followed Gao Yangyi and Phuntsok here at first, after all, she stayed by Huanhuan's side.
Yin Lihua had been nervous, but she didn't notice Ran Xiuniang's existence. Yin Lihua couldn't help but blame herself. She didn't know that Ran Xiuniang and Phuntsok had such a good relationship, and she didn't know what Gao Yangyi was thinking. Although she knew that Phuntsok interceded for Ran Mofeng and Gao Yangyi came to save him. He was also afraid that Ran Xiuniang would cause greater trouble if she spoke out.
Apparently Ran Xiuniang had seen something, or was frightened by the strange phenomena around the altar. Yin Lihua was still worried about her, so she couldn't help but wave her hand to her. Sure enough, Ran Xiuniang covered her lips and did not dare to say a word. Looking up at the altar, it seemed that neither Gao Yangyi nor Phuntsok paid attention. Yin Lihua felt a little relieved, but she was still a little confused about what she had just seen.
If you look carefully, it seems that Huan Huan is still sitting in the middle of the altar, and she doesn't seem to be moving. She was still sitting so quietly, but under the moonlight, her face was revealed.
The thin and white face makes the delicate facial features look particularly delicate. Sitting in the mist felt like I was in a fairyland. Although I closed my eyes, it still made me feel pity.
Yin Lihua looked at Huan Huan, and a strange thought suddenly arose in her heart, that is, Liu Jixing would definitely admire Huan Huan's beauty when he saw her face! Women like Huan Huan, who are extraordinary and refined, may not be considered the most beautiful in this era, but they are definitely the most spiritual.
Yin Lihua didn't understand why Liu Jixing's aesthetics was so strange before. Even at the earliest, Yin Lihua thought that he deliberately stayed away from the beauties in the palace in order to motivate herself and make herself work hard. Now Yin Lihua gradually understands that maybe Liu Jixing likes this type of woman in his heart!
There seemed to be only Gao Yangyi's voice in this place, and it seemed to be chanting continuously. The voice seemed a bit slow, and it seemed to have a strange frequency. Although Yin Lihua didn't understand it, she thought that this must be some kind of ritual that she didn't know about.
As Gao Yangyi continued to recite this mantra, her body seemed to float off the stage, and slowly rotated with the whirlwind driven by Phuntsok, but her speed was much slower.
As expected, Huan Huan on the platform seemed to have a reaction.
Yin Lihua's eyes were like torches. Although they were only under the moonlight, she looked at Huan Huan as if she were close to her. At this time, Huan Huan in the fog had an astonishing change. It was obvious that her body had reacted. It could be seen that her body, which had seemed unresponsive at first, was first of all the blood under her skin, which was flowing rapidly.
There seemed to be some blush on her snow-white cheeks, near her cheekbones. Yin Lihua could even feel the beating of the blood vessels in her neck, and her towering breasts were slowly rising and falling.
Yin Lihua was truly shocked and saw the changes in Huan Huan with her own eyes. As a disciple of Tao Zun, Yin Lihua did not often see or hear about thaumaturgy. They are all similar exercises, which are practiced by holding your breath to prevent yourself from wasting too much energy in practice. There are many senior masters who know the art of Turtle Breathing, and the most famous figure in the world is naturally Chen Tuan, known as the Sleeping Fairy.
Chen Tuan's Hidden Dragon Technique is a world-famous miraculous sleep technique. When people practice it, they often fall into trance as if sleeping for several months, or even longer. Not only can practitioners practice in their sleep, but they often make progress without knowing it. People who don't know it think they are dead.
Although I don't know if the state Huan Huan is in is the same as the Turtle Breathing Kung Fu, but judging from this situation, it must be similar to the Hidden Dragon Kung Fu. As for the generally advanced Turtle Breathing Skills in the world, they cannot be compared to this state.
The Hell Sect has been passed down for dozens of generations, and it is indeed not comparable to ordinary sects. Just the talents of each generation, there is no telling how much practice experience will be left behind. These experiences have been learned by later generations. If they can be supplemented, it will be truly remarkable.
Seeing Huan Huan on the altar, Yin Lihua marveled at this strange ceremony and the miraculous feat of sleeping with Huan Huan for decades, completely forgetting everything around her.
"Found it!" There was a cry of surprise, and a man in black swung his sword to cut away the rattan in front of him.
This is a place on the Wulong River, and it is a cliff along the river. About twenty men in black were holding weapons, looking at the moon in the sky, their eyes glowing with fierceness and sternness, standing at various places on the cliff where they could stay.
Everyone looked at the two men in black in front of them, standing on a sloping downhill slope, swinging their swords to cut open a place covered with vines on the cliff in front of them.
Finger-thick rattan branches fell off and fell into the Wulong River, hanging on the cliff slopes. The two men in black who were wielding swords were silent, their eyes flashing with excitement. There were fewer and fewer vines and thorns in front of him, and he could faintly hear an uneasy sound coming from inside.
Sure enough, there were people inside, and you could almost hear the anxious gasps and low sobs. The two people's eyes were filled with surprise without hesitation, and their hands couldn't help but work harder.
Under the moonlight, these men in black also had scars on their bodies, obviously from scuffles and struggles. There were several men in black holding torches, standing on the cliff not far away. The firelight illuminated the Wulong River and glowed golden under the moonlight.
Not far away, Sizhou City was also ablaze, and even though it was some distance away, there seemed to be faint shouts of killing. Most of the houses in Sizhou City are made of stones. Except for the Sima Mansion and the Governor's Mansion, which are built with good wood, there are very few others.
Apparently someone set the house on fire in Sizhou City, otherwise where would such a huge fire come from. The hot firelight illuminated the entire Sizhou City, like a twisted face, constantly changing its expression in the night. The firelight was reflected in the river. The water looked dark, but the surface of the river was glowing with golden light.
"ah!"
A scream!
The man in black on the left, who was wielding a sword to chop vines, was shot through the left chest by a powerful arrow. He was carried flying, and everyone watched helplessly as he fell into the Wulong River.
Quiet, the cliff became quiet for a while.
The man in black who fell into the Wulong River was not weak. Even if the arrow shot into his left chest, it would not be fatal. Moreover, the river water here is relatively deep, and if a person falls, the river water will buffer him and he will not fall to death instantly. However, the man in black disappeared silently.
I can only explain! This arrow is really deadly!
One arrow kills! It shows that there must be people with strong skills here!
A man in black who seemed to be the leader of these people waved his hand, and the two men in black immediately rushed to the remaining man in black. They pointed their toes on the cliff. Not only were they steady, but they seemed to make no sound. He looks like a very skilled person.
Seeing the leading man in black nodding, they used the swords in their hands to slash at the cracks in the rocks covered with vines and thorns. Many vines that had been cut off in the cracks fell down at once, more than half the speed at the beginning.
This stone crevice originally grew at the foot of the cliff slope, and the outside was covered with vines and thorns. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't know the world behind this stone crevice.
If the Zhanma Sword doesn't stop again, maybe it won't take long before a path is opened. The vines and thorns on the outside rely on their natural growth to form a portal in the stone crevice. People inside can easily defend and hide, but people outside can hardly enter and attack.
These men in black were ordered to chase the people inside the cracks and lost contact for a while. Unexpectedly, there were more people inside the cracks, including children. Finally, the real clue was revealed, so these men in black guarded them outside. Seeing that the people inside would not come out, these men in black decided to storm in.
The man in black originally had a lot of helpers. If they were summoned, they should be able to defeat these people in the cracks of the stone very quickly. But what seemed to be beyond their expectation was that their companions who were originally in Sizhou City did not show up to come to their aid.
Now that there is a big fire in Sizhou City, it is obvious that there is something wrong there. The man in black at the head has gloomy eyes, and he looks a little stern under the light of the torch. Especially when he saw the cracks in the stone clearly exposed, his eyes seemed a little crazy.
"Wow!" A child's cry came from the cracks in the rocks, and a woman began to sob.
Following the remaining vines and thorns in the cracks in the stone, you can see that the inside is only six or seven feet wide, but you can't see anything extending further inside. What's more, it's already night, and you can't see that there is obviously a cave inside.
Vaguely, a man holding a bow stood in the dark, a pair of bright eyes shining in the dark, looking at the knives and swords outside, his eyes emitted an astonishingly calm cold light.
Behind him was an extension of the cracks in the stone. A beam of moonlight filtered through from nowhere, and one could see that there was a faintly spacious space inside, no less than a hall. However, there were twenty or thirty people squatting or standing, but it was too dark to see clearly the faces and identities of the people inside.
The leader of the men in black outside looked cautious. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt something and yelled: "Be careful!"
Under the moonlight, an arrow passed by like a meteor, silently shooting out of the crack in the stone. The distance was short and the speed was fast. Even if the man in black warned his companions, and the companions were not weak in skills, the opponent must have aimed with purpose. A man in black holding a saber was still hit by an arrow.
He still didn't react. He was hit by an arrow like his companions. Although he avoided his chest, the long arrow penetrated his back from his left armpit. The powerful impact and severe pain made him want to stop on the cliff several times, but he was helpless and fell into the river.
"Asshole!" I don't know who he was scolding. The leader of the man in black had angry eyes and looked at the cracks in the stone like a wolf. The cold light of the arrow flashed faintly there. He saw that everyone was helpless. But when he saw the thorns and vines in the cracks in the rocks, a light suddenly flashed in his mind, and he said coldly: "If they don't come out to die, I'll set fire to them and smoke them to death!"
Although the words were not loud, they were enough for everyone inside the stone crevice to hear. Sure enough, after the people inside heard the words, there was a faint commotion and louder crying sounds.
"Hahahaha!" A sneer came, which was particularly harsh under the quiet night sky. Then came a hoarse voice: "What a promising person!" This voice was erratic and seemed to come from all directions.
"What kind of person! What kind of person is he who is pretending to be a ghost? Get out!" The leader of the man in black said angrily. He naturally heard that this man was sarcastic about himself and couldn't help but wave the sword in his hand.
"Pretend to be a ghost! Haha, that's right. I'm a ghost to begin with, so there's no need to pretend! I haven't come out for decades, and I didn't expect that the disciples of the Holy Sect have become more and more promising!" The hoarse voice became colder and colder, not letting the man in black go. In the eyes.
"Come out! Who is that!" The man in black screamed wildly, but couldn't catch the other person's whereabouts. He waved his knife and tried to scream again.
"Pah!" A crisp slap in the face.
The beating made the man in black dizzy and almost fell on the cliff. He stood there staggeringly holding a knife, his face turned ashen under the firelight.
"Old friends don't come out, so let's deal with a few short-sighted and hopeless juniors first!" Under the light of a torch, a man in black robes slowly appeared out of thin air across from everyone, on the empty river surface.
He just floated in the air, like a ghost, which made people feel chilled all over. Under the firelight, I saw his snow-white and enchanting face. It was none other than Sheng Yan, one of the four ghost kings of Hell Gate!
"They are becoming more and more worthless. When did the disciples of the Holy Sect fall to this point!" He was very worried about the men in black threatening the people in the cracks in the rocks. With his identity, it was natural for him to take action against these people. , but with the ghost mother here, he couldn't help but feel a little more moody.
The left side of the beaten man's face was swollen. He was not stupid and seemed to realize something. When he saw Sheng Yan's appearance, although he didn't recognize who it was, he felt something was wrong and said in a trembling voice: "Junior Ghost Slayer Luo Feng The soul-devouring ghost soldiers under you, General Cao Dan, dare to ask if you are the elder of our sect!"
"Hahaha!" A series of pleasant but hoarse laughter spread far away!
With a graceful maneuver, Sheng Yan moved abruptly in the air and stopped in front of the man in black, Cao Dan. Then he suddenly turned around and looked at the crack in the stone. He just kept floating in the air. It was like there was an invisible road in the sky, but everyone knew where it was. Seeing his superb skills, everyone was really shocked!
Sheng Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering and his belt dancing, he really stood tall like a god! A pair of eyes looked at the stone cracks here quietly, but he was speechless for a moment. I don't know what he was thinking.
Cao Dan was as silent as a cicada. He looked at him without daring to say a word.
