Chapter 1347
"Is this their stronghold?"
Henry Chu stood on a hill made of bones and looked straight ahead.
There is also a hill of bones there, which looks just like the many hills of bones in this area.
Er-Arm said respectfully, "That's where the ghosts I sent saw them entering the underground of that hill of bones."
Henry Chu thoughtfully said, “Don’t alert them, send a few ghosts here to monitor them day and night.”
"Yes." Erzhi nodded.
They were leaving.
Suddenly, I saw nearly a hundred spiritual lights flying at low altitude in the north, hovering over this skeletal hill.
Chu Xuan also noticed from it that there were two auras that were comparable to the first level of heavenly immortals.
Erzhu whispered, "Their clothes are very similar to those of those being hunted."
Henry Chu was thoughtful.
He can now roughly distinguish the factions and experiences of these two groups of people.
The one wearing a lavender robe is a monk from Youting.
The one wearing a dark purple Taoist robe is a Xuanyin scholar.
Not long ago, the southern city was captured by the Xuanyin warriors. The Youting monks inside abandoned the city and fled, but were divided and annihilated by the Xuanyin warriors.
The group of Youting monks that appeared now were obviously reinforcements sent by Youting.
Henry Chu’s concealment methods are very strong and he is not worried about being discovered by them.
He saw these Youting reinforcements hovering in the sky for several hours, but found nothing, so he flew north again.
It should be returning to Nanbian City, which is located to the north of here.
After watching these Youting reinforcements leave, Henry Chu smiled slightly and said, "It seems that a good show is about to be staged here."
Erzhi was puzzled, "Dad, what do you mean?"
Henry Chu smiled and said, "These Xuanyin warriors obviously adhere to the principle of one shot and another place."
"They are in the dark, and You Ting's reinforcements are in the open."
"They are weak, Youting is strong."
"This is the reason why we captured the southern city but did not defend it."
"In the coming days, I'm afraid we will often see them fighting each other."
Two Arms nodded in understanding, feeling great respect for his master, and then asked, "Then, do we want to intervene in the fight between them?"
Henry Chu smiled, "Why intervene? We are just outsiders and the situation is unknown. No matter how we interfere, it is wrong."
"Just wait and see what happens."
He then ordered, "By the way, let the ghosts under you go out and find out what the caster is."
"Judging from the town notes, these casters seem to be widely distributed in the area south of Nanbian City. As long as you look carefully, you should be able to find them."
"After you find it, collect the information as soon as possible and give it to me after summarizing it."
Erzhi nodded happily, "Don't worry, Dad! I promise to complete the mission!"
Henry Chu smiled with satisfaction, turned and left.
…
Pure land realm.
Two spiritual lights, one black and one white, kept flying away, and their speed kept increasing.
Evil Soul Suo chased after him, but he could only follow behind and eat his shit.
After a while, Huikong emerged from it, panting and shaking his head, stopping where he was and motionless.
The two spiritual lights stopped upon seeing this, and appeared next to Huikong in a flash.
Two little dragons appeared, pointing at Huikong and laughing.
Huikong was immediately angry and drove the evil soul rope to slam down.
when!
Just hearing a sound of gold and iron, the Evil Soul Rope was ejected far away.
A closer look revealed several cracks on the surface.
Even Huikong looked pale.
It was obvious that he was severely injured by the force of this counterattack.
The two little dragons wanted to chase again. Henry Chu, who had witnessed the whole process, laughed and said, "Dang, that's enough, that's enough, come back."
Whoosh.
A black and white aura appeared on Henry Chu’s shoulder.
It wasn't until it stopped on the shoulder for a few breaths that the sound of breaking through the air slowly sounded.
It's enough to see how fast it is.
Henry Chu gently stroked Xiang’s little head and nodded with satisfaction.
During these days, he let his clone continue to refine the Dao patterns into the Yin and Yang.
Now there are ten Dao patterns, ranking among the second-level immortal weapons.
Its power has obviously increased dramatically.
After all, Yin Yang's victory lies in speed and sharpness, not defense, nor does it have an extremely strong body.
But it can still bounce the Evil Soul Cord away, causing cracks to appear, but it remains unscathed.
This is enough to prove that the second-level immortal weapon can crush the first-level immortal weapon.
"Let's refine the remaining Dao patterns into the centering lamp first."
Henry Chu ordered with a smile.
The Dingxin Zhan is a defensive magical weapon, and Dongfang Taiben has already refined four Dao patterns into it.
As long as six more Dao lines are added, it can be promoted to the second-level immortal weapon.
In contrast, the Evil Soul Cord only has one Dao pattern, and nine more need to be added.
From the perspective of improving overall strength the fastest, it is obviously best to improve the centering lamp first.
Huikong returned to Henry Chu bitterly, not daring to say a word.
He knew why his master was deliberately neglecting him.
I will never dare to grin at my master again.
Chu Xuan was about to take a look at the progress of the three clones' cultivation of immortal arts, when he suddenly felt the news coming from Guixiao in his second arm.
With a thought in his mind, he came to Guixiao.
Erzhi said respectfully, "Master, we have captured a Youting monk soul!"
With a wave of his hand, two ghosts brought a dying spirit over.
His soul was riddled with holes and dimmed.
His eyes were also extremely empty.
Apparently he was bitten too many times by wild ghosts during his escape, and even his sanity was lost.
Feeling the fragrance of the Yuanshen, the two ghosts next to them almost drooled on the ground. Of course, they really didn't drool. This was just a human metaphor.
Chu Xuan looked at him and shook his head.
The Yuanshen was damaged to such an extent that it would be difficult to recover unless the Immortal Emperor came in person.
If it hadn't been discovered by the ghosts under the command of Erbi, it would definitely have been eaten up by the wild ghosts.
He pressed one hand on the head of the dying Yuanshen, "Well, I'll send you off for the last time."
"The memories in your Yuanshen will be considered a return gift."
The dying Yuanshen was almost defenseless.
He easily obtained all the memories in his mind.
After a long time, he opened his eyes again, with a look of amazement.
"It seems that I underestimated this world. This place is actually the Yinxian Realm!"
This world was originally called "Yinxian Realm". After the end of the ancient ten kings, it was renamed "Xuanyintian".
The one who ruled Xuanyintian was "Youting".
The Lord of the Netherworld, the Emperor, is the only Immortal Emperor in Xuanyin Heaven.
The scene of the mountains of bones, the sky filled with ghosts, and the bloody clouds covering the sun here is not due to any catastrophe, but the original form.
As for the transformation of the Netherworld to the New Netherworld and the appearance of the Xuanyin Scholars, we have to mention a word that Chu Xuan is quite familiar with.
"Xuwutian..."
Chu Xuan uttered three words lightly, his expression a little solemn.
He hadn't heard this word for a long time since he ascended from the Xuanling Realm.
He never thought that he would hear it again in Xuanyin Heaven.
He thought that Xuwutian and Xuanyin Heaven were still in a tug of war.
As a result, what he learned from this person's memory was that Xuanyin Heaven had already surrendered to Xuwutian a million years ago, and the reason was unknown.
The Lord of Xuanyin Heaven changed from Emperor to his eldest disciple Emperor Ming.
The Netherworld is still the Netherworld, but it has long changed its ways and is privately called the New Netherworld.
The Xuanyin Scholars were formed after the second and third disciples of Emperor Netherworld escaped from Xuanyin Palace.
It means the monk who truly saved Xuanyintian.
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