Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 263 Nether Island

(Thanks to classmate yq0880 for the pink vote~! Thanks to classmate yvera for the evaluation vote~! O(∩_∩)O~ I haven’t been in a good state these past few days, and I’m slowly recovering. A sudden physical condition interrupted that state. , no matter how I write, it doesn’t feel that way anymore, alas~! Everyone, please give me strength, I-am-O-O, please refer to a foreign cartoon for the slogan~)

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After a few days of "darkness", Mo Ranyi almost forgot the difference between day and night. To be precise, on this Netherworld Island, there is no difference between day and night, there is no replacement of sun and moon, and there is no distinction between black and white. Some time just passes slowly.

Their master's popularity is called "good". They learned this as soon as they arrived on Netherworld Island. The Jindan Patriarchs who appeared one after another can be roughly divided into two categories. The first category is those who did not take any advantage after the fight, or Leaving with a sullen face or cursing: The second type is more particular. After the beating, they walked away arm in arm with their master, and did not forget to ask someone to settle them down...

In this way, the four of them, Mo Ranyi, were inexplicably brought to the Yinming Sect by their master. They were inexplicably thrown aside by their master to become ashes. They were inexplicably placed among a bunch of Demon Sect monks...well, gray, gray, Mo Ranyi always reminded himself. , we are not righteous people, so we are not afraid of them!
Although it is only a matter between the Yin Ming Sect and the Yin Puppet Sect, like Zhai Buhuo, there are many comrades invited. Without exception, these people are all notorious monks outside, and the number of lives under their hands is very high. Countless, so every five years, Netherworld Island is lively and dangerous.

As soon as they arrived, they were placed in a separate guest house halfway up the mountain. Their treatment was very different from that of other monks in the foundation-building period. Although cultivators did not pay much attention to these material enjoyments, you can see These four, with thin skin and tender flesh, weaklings who could be knocked down with one finger, why should they live better than them?It's just that he has a good master. This kind of monks who are like being raised in a greenhouse are the most despised by them. They all enjoy superhuman treatment, but if they really want to fight with real swords and guns, hehe, they don't know who will die. Whose hand is it?
"Senior sister, are we just going to stay here until the master thinks of us?" The one who couldn't stay the most was Qi Yunsheng. Although the demon cultivators living in the guest house were very disrespectful to them, Qi Yunsheng was Who is it? I still asked something.

The main battlefield of the two sects, Yin Ming and Yin Puppet, is in a place called Li Soul Valley. The competition is extremely simple. Just go in alive and come out alive ten days later. A very powerful Li Ghost Soul Locking Formation is arranged below Li Soul Valley. It is Yin Ming. The sect is a vicious place specially used to raise ghosts. The souls of those who die there cannot escape. They will eventually turn into vicious souls and evil ghosts under the action of the fierce ghost soul locking formation to be driven by the Yinming Sect disciples.

In the Yinming Sect, there is a punishment, which is to have your cultivation level abandoned and thrown into the Lihun Valley. It is said that the souls of cultivators are more likely to give birth to spiritual ghosts with higher qualifications...

Every few decades, the Yin Ming Sect would lure mortals from the surrounding archipelago into Lihun Valley and Sinking Corpse Lake. The former was a place to raise ghosts, and the latter was a place to raise corpses.

As for the mortals living on the islands, they are being kept in captivity by the Yin Ming Sect. Those with spiritual roots are picked out and accepted as disciples. Those without spiritual roots are likely to be sent to the island to serve as disciples of Lihun Valley and Shenshi Lake. "fertilizer".

Comparatively speaking, the Yin Ming Sect is relatively kind. The Yin Puppet Sect, the first sect of the devil, is even more harsh on the mortals it governs. It requires a large number of mortals to be sacrificed every ten or eight years. Even so, the disciples within the sect are still unable to meet their consumption, and they have to hunt outside. This is where the Demon Sect's evil reputation generally comes from.

The treasure that the Yinming Sect brought out to make a bet with the Yinpuppet Sect was the blue-falling underworld bead in the eye of the Xuanyin Formation at the bottom of the Sinking Corpse Lake. This bead was formed from a branch of the Jiuyou underworld and is a famous underworld treasure in the devil's path. Rare treasures, pearls spring from the underworld, and the blue falls are born. The water of the underworld is highly corrosive to living people, but it is the best thing to nourish the corpse. The Yinming Sect does not have any industrial income. Over the years, it has relied on the Lihun Valley. He and Shenshihu struggled to support the entire sect, especially the latter, which was the pillar industry of the Yinming Sect. Many demon cultivators traveled thousands of miles to get a good Yinming Sect. corpse.

And every time the Yin Puppet Sect comes to "visit" the Yin Ming Sect, the Yin Ming Sect will sell the Yin corpses on a large scale, which has become a silent understanding between the supply and demand parties. After all, no one can lose a large amount of souls. After that, Shi Fabao and his disciples would be furious and want to recover some of their losses from another aspect.

Slowly, an open space was created on Netherworld Island for exchange of needed items. The disciples of Yinming Sect who could not go out would exchange needed items with outside demon cultivators here. From time to time, they could also exchange items from their hands. Some good spirit ghosts and infernal corpses are much cheaper than those outside, with high quality and great value for money. The competition between the two factions held every five years has become a grand trading event for the majority of demon cultivators.

Qi Yunsheng happened to be meeting at the right time, so naturally he didn't want to miss the excitement, so he made several trips to see it.

"Okay, let's go for a walk." Mo Ranyi thought for a while and finally spat out.

Qi Yunsheng immediately became beaming with excitement, and her peach blossom eyes were so dazzling that she blinked several times.

"But we have something to say first," she frowned slightly, saying that Qi Yunsheng didn't learn [-]% of the master's fierceness, but he learned [-]% of the strength of Sejin. In addition, he was very good at it. He is a troublemaker in the family, and she won't trust him no matter what if he doesn't make an agreement first. "One, don't mess with women! Two, don't mess with women! Three, don't mess with women!"

"I know, I know," Qi Yunsheng agreed with a playful smile, "I won't look at the slutty ones, and I won't take aim at the cool ones. For people like you, senior sister, I will hide as far away as possible." Putting aside these three, there is still a lot of room for choice. Said the big one.

Mo Ranyi:......

She wanted to ask what these three points were based on?What does she mean by this?What's wrong with her?However, these words are obviously not suitable for an in-depth discussion with Qi Yunsheng. It would be bad if there is another misunderstanding or something like this.

"Where's the second junior brother?" She turned to Situ Lie, who had always had a stinky face since he was brought out by the master, as if someone owed him eight hundred years of money that he had not paid back.

"Second senior brother, let's go out for a walk." Wan Zhou looked at him hopefully.

Situ Lian couldn't stand Wan Zhou's small eyes and nodded with a wooden face.

Mo Ranyi shrugged. In fact, she didn't mind if the second junior brother didn't go. Isn't the nanny's job to look after as few children as possible?

Her three junior brothers are not just like children in her opinion. They all have their own faults and are very difficult to take care of.

well!Suppression by force is the kingly way, the kingly way!
If it weren't for her good fighting ability, she really wouldn't be able to hold down these three guys.

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"Senior sister, look at this, it's so strange, the things inside can move." Wan Zhou held the blue bead and shook it, and the almond-sized black block inside rotated as he shook it.

Mo Ranyi blinked, with a strange look on her face. She had just taken a step slower. She wondered if the fourth junior brother would be frightened if he knew these were the eyes of some kind of spiritual beast.

"Put it down and go see something else." It's better not to scare him, Wanzhou has always been timid.

Situ Lian looked at Wan Zhou's hand and frowned slightly. When he heard what the senior sister said, he looked back and returned to his previous half-dead state.

"Oh, I said, little brother, why are you picking it up and looking at it if you don't want to buy it! Do you know that the eyes of this blue-eyed demon cannot be held directly with your hands! How can I sell it if you call me like that!" Setting up a stall Seeing that they were about to leave, the demon cultivator became anxious and stretched out his hand to grab Wan Zhou, but was blocked by Mo Ranyi without any trace.

Want to die?Can this child be dragged around casually? Who knows when he will be stimulated by something, and then he will be beaten into a pulp by you.

"The...eyeballs of the blue-eyed demon..." Wan Zhou's face was dull. He looked at the blue beads that he wanted to put down. He felt that the slippery and sticky feeling spread from his fingers to his heart, and his body felt like it was being poisoned. It's like a spell, unable to move.

Sure enough, I was still scared!
Mo Ranyi sighed, and calmly took the blue eyeballs from Wanzhou's hand to guide them, held them in the air on his fingertips, and rolled them around, "You are of average appearance!" He pretended to know how to act. He looked around with the corner of his eye.

I kept complaining in my heart, who knows what this blue-eyed demon is, and what is the use of these broken eyes...

"Hey, sister, I don't like to hear what you are saying. I made the move after I saw the right thing. For these eyes, brother, I chased the blue-eyed demon for three days and three nights, running thousands of miles. That's called a …”

"How many spirit stones?" Mo Ranyi didn't have time to listen to his long talk. He also knew that this person was deliberately trying to trick them. Even if he really couldn't touch them directly with his hands, why didn't he remind them beforehand that he didn't say anything after they took it? If the price is not too outrageous, there is no harm in buying it. Ever since he set foot on the land of Netherworld Island, Mo Ranyi has thought about it. It is better to do less than to do more.

When you go out, bear in mind!

"Hey, sister is a happy person, just give her five hundred low-grade spirit stones!" The demon cultivator waved his hand, as if Mo Ranyi and others had taken advantage.

"How dare you ask for five hundred low-grade spiritual stones for a single blue-eyed demon's eyeball? Hehe! Brother, you must be a little dark-hearted. You are very brave to trick people on my Yinming Sect's territory!"

A familiar voice sounded, and Mo Ranyi turned around sharply and saw the burly man swaggering towards him with a sharp sword on his shoulder. The smile in his eyes slowly overflowed and dyed the corners of his brows.

"Are you a disciple of the Yin Ming Sect?" The demon cultivator who set up the stall put away the smile on his face, stopped yelling like brothers and sisters, and quickly snatched the eyeball from Mo Ranyi's hand and rolled it up on the floor. He said he was rude and ran away.

"Thank you, Brother Dao, for your words of help." Wanzhou is a very polite child. "Ahem, brothers, don't worry, others don't know that you are from Hanyu Palace. Just call me Dayue. We demon cultivators have never paid attention to those vulgar etiquette." The burly man smiled naively, but there was something wrong with it. Distinguish the style of Yunfeng disciples.

Wanzhou's eyes lit up, and she truly felt that the senior fellow from the Yin Ming Sect in front of her was inexplicably a match for him.

Situ Lian looked him up and down, and he seemed to be on the same level as those idiots from Lingfeng.

"Brother Yue, long time no see." Mo Ranyi said with a soft smile, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, like weeping willows in spring in March, delicate and tender, which was very different from the refreshing and charming demon nun. The eyes of all the demon cultivators in the witch version were widened, and their saliva almost flowed to the ground.

"Where did such a delicate little lady come from? Her smile almost took away my soul."

"Didn't you see them wearing Taoist robes? Looking at the entire Cangqiong Continent, only the Hanyu Palace family dares to board this Netherworld Island."

"The little Taoist nun from Hanyu Palace! Tsk tsk! She's so watery!"

“I’m used to eating big fish and big meat, so it’s good to have some porridge and side dishes every once in a while!”

"Bah! You don't even urinate and take pictures. With your virtues, can a little Taoist nun like you?"

"Hehe, when did we people in the demonic path become so particular? We just wait for others to take a fancy to us, and we can just take a fancy to ourselves! When we see the right opportunity...hehehe..."

"Don't be ridiculous, don't ask me what his name is, who his master is, and whether you cowards can afford to offend him!"

"Hey, does the little Taoist nun still have an origin?"

"Fat Zhai from Hanyu Palace, the Jin Dan Patriarch who has been in the limelight recently, is not her master!"

"Master Zhai of Izumo Peak? It's the golden elixir of physical cultivation..."

……

"Hey! Girl, it's really you!" Dayue thrust the sword into the ground and rubbed his hands fiercely.

"I heard what the Yin Puppet Sect's grandsons said about you, and I still didn't believe it... I didn't expect it to be true!" He was happy from the bottom of his heart. He and this girl had drank together and killed enemies. Excellent friendship, leverage!
After looking at it carefully for a while, he said with admiration: "Look at my little sister, she looks so good. She is just looking for people. No wonder she had to cover her head that day." Well, I also have a few more taels on my body. As for meat, the water and soil on the Canglan continent are more nourishing.

Mo Ranyi is not a roundworm in Dayue's belly. Of course she doesn't know his messy thoughts at this time. Her current perfect proportions have nothing to do with Canglan Continent, right? It's all due to the Godhead of Darkness...

With a pursed smile, she suddenly remembered something, tapped her storage belt, and found a wine bottle in her white palm.

The mouth of the bottle tilted, the clear aroma of the wine evaporated, and a stream of clear spring flew out from the mouth of the bottle, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and sprinkled the other end on the large knife inserted into the ground.

The bright broadsword trembled slightly and made a slight pleasant hum.

"Hehe, it's hard for me to remember this, sister." Dayue grinned widely, his eyes almost disappearing from the smile.

"This is not the place to talk. Sister, let's go and go to brother. Let me tell you, when you get to this Netherworld Island, you will be brother's one-third of an acre... Oh, you are quite annoying when you talk about it. Come on. I didn't know how to say it. If I hadn't happened to meet you today, would you still be hiding from me, brother?" Dayue raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows, looking very bluffing.

The smile in Mo Ranyi's eyes deepened, "I wasn't thinking about the competition between the two factions. Brother Yue might have some free time. If I knew you hadn't entered Lihun Valley, I would have joined you!"

"Lihun Valley!" The fierceness on his face immediately disappeared, and was replaced by full of sorrow, "It's not that I don't want to go! TMD, it was designed by someone at the end of the day, and I didn't go there after all. Those grandsons of the Puppet Sect!" He said bitterly while grinding his molar teeth.

The surrounding demonic cultivators immediately turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.

Speaking of which, the voice of the Yin Puppet Sect mentioned earlier was not too loud, so they could pretend they couldn't hear it, but this sentence was extremely loud. Ahem, it's unrealistic for them to pretend they couldn't hear it. How long can they wait for this to happen? It's a grudge between a local snake and a dragon crossing the river. Little fish and shrimps like them can't afford to mix it up!
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Ten years is enough time for many things to happen.

In the ten years since Mo Ranyi left, she has made great strides from a young monk in the Qi refining stage to a cultivator in the foundation building stage.

Similarly, the father-in-law's cultivation also improved by leaps and bounds, and he finally succeeded in building the foundation five years ago.

Of course, whether building a foundation is called foundation building by demonic cultivators, or becoming a demon by others, the number of demonic cultivators is not as high as that of righteous cultivators. People still usually use the realm of righteous cultivators to classify cultivators into high and low levels.

In Dayue's words, since he returned to Netherworld Island and Liemo Mountain from Pomortal Terrace, he has never left the Yinming Sect and has been living the hard life of a savage in the mountains.

When they came back, they were interrogated again and again by the elders of the sect. Their news was blocked again, and they had not much contact with the outside world. During this period, news came back, and they were called over to ask them hard. What rumors were there for a while? , they were called over again and asked the last question again...

It took two or three years of tossing and turning before it finally stopped.

Then came the day when the Yin Puppet Sect came once every five years, and their brothers were tortured extremely miserably. After that, they worked hard and practiced hard, building foundations one by one, determined to beat the grandson of the Yin Puppet Sect to the ground this time. Looking for teeth, but who knew that the day before he entered Lihun Valley, he was invited by a junior brother who had not yet established the foundation, and he drank two more drinks...

Wait until you wake up and take a look. It’s too late!
I can only regret and regret again and again. What I regret is that I was greedy and ruined my career, and what I hate is that bastard who betrayed his master!

With his drinking capacity, how could he fall down after just a few glasses? The only possibility is that the wine was spiked...

"Oh, what a pity." Classmate Wanzhou felt sorry for Dayue, with sympathy written on his face, "What about the person who asked Brother Yue to drink?"

"My soul has sunk into the lake." Dayue said with a sullen face. It didn't matter who he was betrayed by his junior brother who he had a close relationship with, or whether he was sold to an outsider. He would not be in a good mood when he mentioned it, as if he had swallowed a fly.

"It's not wasted." Situ Lian, who had never spoken a word, suddenly spoke.

Mo Ranyi glanced at him, this second junior brother might as well just keep pretending to be mute.

(End of this chapter)