The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

Chu Yiyang stared at the token for a moment, and suddenly injected spiritual power into it.

In an instant, a wind blew up at the mass grave, and the originally dissipated Yin Qi emerged from the feet of the young man in red, forming a whirlpool.

The thick Yin Qi began to climb upwards from the red robe corners, spread over the knees, over the waist, and over the hand holding the token.

Yan Xun and the little black snake on his wrist watched without stopping, and the expression on Chu Yiyang's face, who was surrounded by Yin Qi, did not change at all.

The gray-black Yin Qi carried ashes that seemed to come from the netherworld, and it washed his whole body once.

When the Yin Qi dissipated and the person standing in it appeared in front of Yan Xun again, the red clothes and golden bells remained the same, but the temperament on his body completely changed.

The young man in red raised his eyes, and there was a flame mark between his brows, which was the same as the original evil spirit leader, with a total of four circles inside and outside.

It's just that this mark is blue and black on the body of the evil ghost general, but it is red on Chu Yiyang's body.

All the evil spirits had been devoured, and the mass grave, where the sky and the earth suddenly cleared up, became dark again because of the person who turned into a ghost. Thick clouds even gathered over the mass grave, and electric snakes flickered faintly in it.

Chu Yiyang felt the changes in the spiritual power in his body, and sure enough, incarnated as a ghost conferred by the underworld, he was immediately restricted by the rules of heaven and earth, and his cultivation base suddenly weakened by three points.

But just as he thought, this token can change breath, physique, and even ignore yin and yang.

With a thought, he withdrew his spiritual power from the token, and the aura on his body changed again, regaining the freshness of a living person, and the restrictions imposed on him instantly faded away.

This token is a good thing, it is very important to the evil spirits who have been sealed, otherwise the evil spirit commander would not have brought it with him.

Compared with those five Yin beads, its value is much higher.

"I want the token."

Chu Yiyang looked at Yan Xun, after Xu Wang fell off Netherworld and the Potian Sword appeared in Kunlun, he already had a vague premonition that he would definitely go to Netherworld someday.

This token obtained outside Yongling City will be his best camouflage in the Netherworld, and its function is very similar to the heavenly glove he lost.It's just that Yan Xun threw the token to him just out of gentleman's demeanor, and won't swallow it all after getting the Yinzhu.

Therefore, Chu Yiyang said, "City Lord Yan can make one condition."

Yan Xun smiled, and put away the five Yin beads in his hand: "Then how about asking Mr. Jinling to be my companion on this trip?"

With the five yin beads in his hand alone, there is still a long way to go to completely heal the injury. Instead of looking for these scattered targets around, it is better to go directly to the imperial tomb to have a look.

He is a demon cultivator, although he can cover up his aura, but he will inevitably be in trouble when meeting other orthodox monks who have discovered this secret.

If he could walk with the young master of the Hehuan Sect, there would naturally be fewer suspicious eyes on him.

Knowing Yan Xun's plan, Chu Yiyang said, "This request is not too much."

He was going to explore the imperial capital, and he lost the golden glove that could easily collect souls, so he really needed a substitute.

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the little black snake on Yan Xun's wrist.

The shrunken giant python seemed much less threatening. A pair of golden pupils stared at Chu Yiyang, as if feeling unhappy, so he turned his head and crawled into Yan Xun's sleeve.

Chu Yiyang withdrew his gaze and stretched out his palm: "It's a deal."

Yan Xun stretched out his hand and high-fived him as an oath: "It's a deal."

The two fought against each other under the moon, set a temporary covenant, and then planned to leave for the imperial capital immediately.

One blue and one red figure walked out of the mass grave, the moonlight shone among the messy tombs, after an unknown amount of time, a fog suddenly appeared in the forest, and from the fog came the sound of gold and iron clashing and fighting.

The mist quickly spread towards the mass grave, and there were faint figures of troops moving inside.

Then, it receded as quickly as when the thick fog was born, and then receded like the ebbing sea, leaving only the army of evil spirits with damaged armor and full of evil spirits.

A gust of wind swept past, and they looked around in a daze——

"This is where?"

"Where are those bastards Zhu Yanjun?"

One moment, they were still fighting their opponents in the dense fog, and the next moment they found that they were only standing in this mass grave with their comrades, and their strength was faintly restricted.

In the center of this army of evil spirits, an evil spirit leader riding a tall horse with black flames burning in his eyes raised his head.

He looked at the moon in the sky, his forehead was blue and black like the pattern of the ancient Chinese character "water", with two strokes up and two strokes down.

He clenched the rein in his hand, reined in the horse under him, and there was a rumbling sound in his chest: "Yangjian..."

……

Taking the dragon veins of the Xuanyuan Dynasty as the axis, the same battles took place in the big cities dotted along this line for a day or two.

The elders of the various sects who came to their own jurisdiction to check the changes all got the Yin beads from the disciples they sent out, and one or two sects also got the Nether canonization tokens with different patterns.

Qingyang City.

The Great Elder of the Mingyang Sword Sect was sitting in the inn in the city, while twirling his gray beard, while looking at the token in his hand, there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

After a while, the elder raised his head and looked at his grandson standing in front of him: "Is this really what you got from killing those evil spirits outside the city?"

"Yes, Grandpa."

Just took a group of juniors and younger sisters to a deserted garden outside Qingyang City, and wiped out the evil spirits stationed inside. Ning Shaoyou, who was still neatly dressed in a warrior robe with arrow sleeves, held his own sword in his arms and stood beside his grandfather. before.

Although he had just gone through a fierce battle, compared with the swaying juniors and juniors outside, he still maintained the tidy posture of the chief senior brother, without any fatigue.

This token was obtained after he killed the evil spirit with his own level of cultivation in the deserted garden, after he dissipated, it had a leaf-shaped mark on it, and a Yin bead fell along with it.

As for the evil spirits dealt with by other juniors and juniors, their cultivation was not as superb as this leader, but they also captured a few Yin beads from them.

After the ghost cultivator left the Three Realms, the younger generation of monks had never seen this thing again, let alone the token in his grandfather's hand.

Ning Shaoyou's eyes fell on it, and saw the elder's fingers rubbing the pattern on the token, and heard him say: "If the old man remembers correctly, this is the token for the ghost general to be conferred by the underworld."

Because of Chu Yiyang, Ning Shaoyou also read the annotated version of "Yuan Gongfu Miscellaneous Notes" in the Kunlun scripture hall, and knew the allusion, but what his grandfather said next shocked him.

The Great Elder looked at this token with a complicated expression: "The Nether Conferment is the same as the Divine Palace Consecration. Those who listen to the conferment will be given such a token to prove their identities. The old man always thought it was just a legend. It's true."

"Shengong?" Ning Shaoyou couldn't help but put down his arms, "Youming entrusts ghosts, is it the same as Jingu?"

It is difficult for him to accept the supreme existence that the world yearns for most and the Nether together, and to mention that they have similarities.

But the Great Elder didn't say anything more, but returned the received token to his grandson, and came to a conclusion similar to that of Chu Yiyang——

These things that appeared around the dragon veins were just minor incidents, and the real highlight should be in the imperial capital.

Although Nether is completely isolated from the human world, and ghost cultivators are far away from this continent, every sect has not given up on the study of Nether, and Mingyang Sword Sect is the same.

After all, not every patriarch in the sect has time to tell future generations what he has gained from his life practice and the treasures he has left before he leaves. If he can master Yin and Yang, even if he just sees the patriarch again, he can retrieve many lost inheritances with valuable resources.

Ning Shaoyou held the token and asked hesitantly, "Should we report this matter to Jianzong?"

The Great Elder snorted, "Do you think the people from Jianzong are here now?"

People from other sects must know the secrets of these evil spirits outside the city.

Not to mention others, but the Tianqin Sect has always wanted to welcome back their ancestor Fashui and obtain the secret treasure.

But until now, no one in Kunlun has taken over. They must have concealed the report. They plan to go to the imperial capital to check it out first, and then make a fortune first.

"Then we..." Ning Shaoyou frowned. He was never used to concealing things, and he had seen Potianjian's performance in the succession ceremony of Jianzong, so he didn't think it was that simple.

If it is not reported to Jianzong, the situation may exceed the range that their Mingyang Sword Sect can handle.

The Great Elder stood up and said, "Let the reporter go to Kunlun, but don't go too fast." Of course, this superficial effort must be done enough, not to conceal the report, but the news is only moving slowly, "Let's leave, Go to the imperial capital."

……

The Great Elder of the Mingyang Sword Sect guessed rightly. After each sect discovered the hidden benefits, they all took the same action. While asking people to report to the Sword Sect, they rushed to the imperial capital in the name of checking.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the sword light is like weaving. There are countless monks wearing stars and moons on the territory of Xuanyuan Dynasty, rushing towards the imperial capital.

Whether in the countryside or in the town, people who get up at night can see the streamer flying by as long as they look up.

The Xuanyuan Dynasty has only lasted for a few hundred years, and it was at the time of its prosperity. Therefore, the dragon spirit of this dynasty is also strong, especially in the area of ​​the imperial capital, and the monks who come here will not feel very comfortable.

The imperial family also has its own offerings in the imperial city, they are less affected, and they can exert greater combat power through secret methods.

What's more, since the founding of the country, the Xuanyuan royal family has respected the Kunlun Sword Sect, so fewer monks will come to the imperial capital.

But this time, everyone felt that they had a valid reason——

They came here entirely to investigate the changes in the Netherworld and to protect the common people in the world, and they all had full confidence, so even if they met on the streets of the imperial city or in an inn after entering the city, they would not feel embarrassed.

The elders of all sects and sects naturally greeted each other:

"Old ghost Li, long time no see. Didn't you say that you were closed to death, why did you come out again?"

"Old Five Zhao, why are you here? I heard people say that you went mad and almost died. It seems that the rumors are not credible."

Only the younger group followed their elders and met the familiar faces on the opposite side, feeling as if they had returned to Qingye Mountain City again, and felt that this kind of thought was very unlucky.

Inside the imperial city, two figures, one green and one red, appeared under the palace wall.

Chu Yiyang and Yan Xun also arrived.

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The author has something to say:

The young master in red is very good, but the ghost in red is even more impressive.

感谢在2021-09-1823:58:51~2021-09-1923:53:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Lemming1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：Lemming、花都狐蜀10瓶；5_5may5瓶；蛋炒饭4瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!