"Dao Sect?" Su Xuan asked curiously.”
Yan Chixia scratched his head and didn't seem to understand.""I'm also a wild Taoist who became a monk halfway through. After killing demons and devils many times, I met some fellow cultivators and heard it from them.”
Even though Su Xuan's strength had increased in this battle, it had drained his mind. He found a relatively clean place and got the female ghosts to serve him while he chatted with Yan Chixia."The Dao Sect of the World…tell me about it.”Yan Chixia also sat down. He thought for a moment and said,""There are four most powerful sects in the world. They are Taiyi Sect, Kunlun Sect, Celestial Master's Residence, and Quan Zhen Sect.”
"A hundred years ago, Buddhism was once prosperous. Later, for some reason, Buddhism was suddenly suppressed by the imperial court. After more than a hundred years of conflict between Buddhism and Taoism, there were more and more demons and ghosts…I don't know why.”Yan Chixia shook his head as he spoke." I say, regardless of whether it's Buddhism or Taoism, we should first eliminate the demons and ghosts before we start fighting. Sigh!"”
Yan Chixia was known as a ruthless judge in the twenty-six provinces of Guandong and Guangxi. He was upright and hated evil. He was playful but still had a childlike innocence. If he made friends, he would naturally be a good person.
However, it was much worse to be in the officialdom.
It was because he had seen too many dirty things in the officialdom and had been schemed against by others many times that Yan Chixia retired from the officialdom and roamed the world to uphold justice. However, who would have expected that even the monks would have many schemes and infighting? This made Yan Chixia feel confused-where was the pure land in the human world?
Su Xuan patted Yan Chixia and said nothing.
Yan Chixia sighed and remained silent.
After a while, Su Xuan was almost done resting. He said,""Take this demon body and exchange it for some good treasures from those famous people of the Dao Sect. Wandering the world without any obstacles was naturally good, but killing demons and devils could not rely solely on bravery. They also needed equipment. Your equipment…"
Su Xuan suddenly couldn't continue.
Damn it, Exorcism Nail, Xuanyuan Copper Sword, Demon Revealing Mirror, Heart Sutra…All of them were magical treasures. Yan Chixia was so generous!
Yan Chixia also chuckled, picked out the heart of the mountain rock from the demon's body and waved it,""Should I take this?"
"Get lost!"
Su Xuan snatched it over." This is a good material for refining artifacts. Give this to me. You can choose the rest!”
Yan Chixia pursed his lips.”
Su Xuan was speechless.
He finally understood where Yan Chixia's random spells and equipment came from! F * ck! It seemed that he had changed his equipment when he killed the demons in the past! Demon Hunters…were bounty hunters?!
Su Xuan put away the Heart of Mountain Rock and waved his staff, creating a door that led to the netherworld.""I'm going to the netherworld. Take care.”
Yan Chixia frowned." The netherworld is not a place where living people live. It's more dangerous. Do you really want to go?"”
" I'll be careful." Su Xuan waved his hand.”
They were all children of the pugilistic world, so there was no need to be so indecisive. He waved his hand and said goodbye. Perhaps they would meet again…or perhaps they would never meet again.
Thinking of this, Su Xuan felt a little melancholic.
He had transmigrated to the world of Journey to the West, and everything he had seen and encountered came from his previous life. No matter how good Hu Xuewei was to him, there was still a trace of estrangement in his heart. It wasn't that he hated Hu Xuewei, but he felt that he was incompatible with this world. After all, he wasn't familiar with everything here.
When he arrived here, he met the forthright and straightforward Yan Chixia. After spending some time with him, he had become close to him.
However, he was still a passerby here…
As if sensing Su Xuan's low spirits, Nie Xiaoqian asked softly,""Young Master…are you alright?"
His words were sincere and sincere, and his concern was beyond words.
Su Xuan smiled and regained his spirits.”
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In the netherworld, the City of Vain Deaths.
The City of Vain Deaths was originally a city created by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the Nine Levels of Underground for the ghosts who died due to an undeserved disaster. It was located on the right side of the Great Hall of Plentiful Capital in Hell, adjacent to the Bridge of Helplessness and the Realm of Blood and Bitter. The person in charge of the City of Vain Deaths was King Biancheng, who was supposed to be the sixth of the ten Yama Kings.
However, for some reason, the gods and devils in this world had disappeared, and there was no one in charge of the Nine Nether. Instead, it was occupied by a group of demons and ghosts.
However, thinking about it carefully, the Nine Nether Realm was different from the human world and the Upper Realm.
Since ancient times, heaven and earth had been created. The clear rose and the turbid fell, gradually dividing into layers. The clear was the upper realm, and the turbid was the nine netherworld. All things grew between the two. The Nine Nether was the origin of countless ghosts and monsters. The Blood Sea, the River of Forgetfulness, the Blood Basin World of Bitterness, Fengdu, and the Black Prison, which one of them wasn't an extremely evil place?
The creatures born here were often evil and chaotic, and it was best to kill.
Although the Nine Levels of Underground were chaotic, there was the Great Way in the chaos. The Yang world was born and died, and the netherworld was reborn. The theory of reincarnation was endless. In order to complete their own Great Way, the immortals and Buddhas of the Upper Realm all settled in the Nine Levels of Underground. The leader of the gods, the Heavenly Emperor, opened up the Yin Cao and was in charge of the reincarnation of the Yin souls. The Bodhisattva of the two Western religions entered the Nine Levels of Underground and opened up the underworld to guide the Six Paths of Reincarnation of all living beings.
Therefore, the netherworld did not have the Ten Halls of Hades or the Netherworld Kingdom. Those were the tentacles of the immortals and Buddhas in the netherworld.
So Nine Nether had no master?
That was not right. Ancestor Minghe was once born in the Nine Nether. He was born as a deity and came from the Great Way. He was born in the Blood Sea. His accompanying magic weapons were Yuantu and Abi, the two Nine Nether Divine Swords. He controlled the twelfth-grade Nine Nether Red Lotus and refined 480 million Clones of Blood God. It was said that Minghe would not die as long as the Blood Sea did not dry up.
However, this one was limited to the body of an innate god, and his mind was often disturbed by the chaotic nature. He wanted to learn from Empress NvWa to create people and become a saint by virtue, and also wanted to become a saint by the supreme killing karma of the Nine Nether. In the end, he fell under the scheme of many parties, and his whereabouts were unknown.
That was during the Primordial Age. After that, there were countless experts of the Nine Nether, and the Demon Emperor, Demon Master, and Demon Lord appeared one after another. Each of them was an amazing talent, and they were even feared by the immortals and Buddhas of the Upper Realm. They worked together to plot against the experts of the Nine Nether. Under the joint suppression of the immortals and Buddhas of the Upper Realm, the Nine Nether continued to decline…
In the later stages of the Demon Lord's life, the tentacles of the Upper Realm had long taken root in the Nine Nether. Therefore, the Demon Lord used his great wisdom and great perseverance to transform the natural cultivation techniques of the Nine Nether and spread them to the human world to create the Primordial Demon Dao!
Since then, the Nine Nether had hidden itself. Whether it was the human world or the upper realm, it became very troublesome to go to the Nine Nether. One would even be rejected by the Nine Nether and die in the Nine Nether Infinite Killing Tribulation.
In the Journey to the West that Su Xuan was familiar with, it was mainly about how Buddhism and Taoism used Sun Wukong and his party to suppress the demons, weaken the Heavenly Court, and strengthen themselves. As for other matters, there was little mention of them. He had only read about them from Hu Xuewei in his free time. There were nine directions and ten realms in the world, which were extremely mysterious.
Who would have thought that the story in his previous life was actually a real world? Or was the story of his previous life a projection of those worlds?
Su Xuan had no way of knowing, and he didn't dare to probe further.
Now, he was only an aperture opening state cultivator, and his main goal was to get rich quietly. He speculated about the schemes and struggles between the mighty people. If he was not careful, he would not even know how he died. Thus, Su Xuan shook his head and calmed his thoughts. He didn't want to provoke karma and went straight to the City of Vain Deaths.
The City of Vain Deaths had long been in ruins. In the past, there would still be countless monks and novices preaching the scriptures to convert the evil spirits of the dead into happiness. But now, there was only the clamor of evil spirits.
Su Xuan had a human body, and his body was filled with vitality and vitality. The moment he arrived, he attracted the eyes of countless evil spirits. They glared at him with bloodshot eyes and sticky saliva in their mouths. They circled around Su Xuan restlessly as if they were trying their best to suppress the urges and desires from the depths of their souls.
They thirsted for blood and loved to eat blood!
However, how could someone who could enter the Yin Underworld be easy to deal with? Therefore, they did not dare to act rashly.
However, the blood aura on Su Xuan's body was simply too alluring…Finally, the first malicious ghost could not hold it in anymore and pounced at him! This movement triggered a chain reaction. Countless evil ghosts pounced over like a tidal wave! Su Xuan's eyes were calm and his expression remained unchanged. He gently twirled the Scholartree Dragon Staff in his hand and activated the Chaos Origin Qi Formation. All the ghosts within three feet of him were refined into a wisp of Chaos Origin Qi without exception.
Just like that, Su Xuan held his staff and strolled leisurely as if he wasn't in the netherworld but was playing in the mountains and rivers.
In the distance, in the mansion of the City Lord of the City of Vain Deaths, a short demon with a large head and slightly shrunk facial features, with only a pair of fist-sized eyes, looked suspicious."…Where did this human monk come from?"
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