Wonderland

Chapter 1636 Qingluo Xuanhe Dafa
Xia Mo was beside him, blood was oozing from the corners of her mouth, and her pretty face was extremely pale.

Seeing Xiao Lin, Xia Mo's nervous expression relaxed slightly.

"Brother Xiao, are you okay?"

Xiao Lin shook his head and said with some fear: "This illusion is really terrifying. Unless the core of the mind is broken, it will definitely not be broken. This also shows that the realm of the person who set up the illusion is far beyond the two of us."

Xia Mo also nodded with a pale face: "Too terrible, if Mo'er hadn't suddenly remembered that Master once talked about the mind-self illusion, there would be no way to get through it. In this mind-self illusion, as long as we attack the illusion, the real attack force will act on ourselves, unless we let it deliver a fatal blow and react to the illusion, then it can be broken."

"That's right. Who would have thought that it would take a fatal blow to break the illusion? If you didn't think of this, there would be only two results in the end. Either you die of exhaustion, or you are killed by your own attack."

"Fortunately, the two of us have finally made it through this stage. Brother Xiao, shall we continue to go in?"

Xiao Lin nodded, and the two continued to walk inside. After the previous experience, the two were very careful this time and their speed was much slower. After a cup of tea, the corridor in front of them suddenly became wider, and a large hall appeared in front of them.

The hall was filled with rich Taiyin mysterious energy. At the entrance of the hall, there were two ghosts sitting cross-legged, each several meters tall, with black faces and fangs, holding a Yaksha in their hands.

The main gate was wide open, and on the ceiling of the hall were three strange characters that Xiao Lin did not recognize.

"Ghost Immortal Palace?"

Xia Mo slowly uttered three words, and Xiao Lin, who was standing beside her, was also surprised when he heard it.

"Ghost Immortal Palace? Could it be that the owner of this palace is a ghost immortal?" Ghost immortals are the legendary ghost cultivators who have ascended to heaven and have been reborn. The realm of immortals they have achieved is on par with true immortals. As for what realm is above the ghost immortals, Xiao Lin has no idea. In fact, not only Xiao Lin, but even Xia Mo, the ghost cultivator, does not know.

"Could it be that the Ghost Heavenly Book was created by the owner of the Ghost Immortal Palace?"

With doubts, the two walked towards the hall and soon arrived at the hall. There were thick stone pillars around, and various ghosts were carved on the stone pillars. However, the two did not look at these ghosts, but stared at the end of the hall. There was a black chair, and on the chair sat a dry skeleton cross-legged.

The dry bones were the color of black jade all over, shining brightly, and at the same time emitting a powerful Taiyin Xuanqi. It turned out that the rich Taiyin Xuanqi in the hall came from this skeleton.

The two men looked at each other, then walked towards the dry bones. Soon they arrived in front of the bones, only to see it sitting cross-legged with its body straight, and its hands in a strange posture.

"This person must have been seriously injured before he died. After arriving here, I think he must have died."

"Why did Brother Xiao make this judgment?" Xia Mo took a look but didn't see anything unusual, so she asked curiously.

"Look there." Xiao Lin stretched out his finger and pointed to the heart of the skeleton. The heart had already melted away, but the ribs and the vertebrae in the middle were obviously much darker than other places. Of course, if you didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to see.

"This?" Seeing the abnormality, Xia Mo also showed a surprised expression.

"What a powerful attack! It's obvious that his chest was hit hard. Countless tiny cracks appeared on his ribs and vertebrae. And according to my judgment, his heart meridian was probably shattered after the heavy blow. For a cultivator, once the heart meridian is severed, the physical body has basically lost its ability to carry. It is a miracle that he can hold on here. Maybe he is really a ghost immortal to be able to do this." Xiao Lin said after sighing.

"Huh?" Xiao Lin glanced at the side inadvertently and immediately let out a surprised sound. It turned out that on the wall next to him, there was a passage engraved in extremely small characters. It was very long and had more than a few hundred words.

However, these characters were just like the ghost characters outside, very strange, and Xiao Lin did not recognize them.

Xia Mo also saw the words on the wall at this time, so she walked to the wall and read it carefully.

After looking at it for about a cup of tea, Xia Mo sighed softly and began to explain the contents on the wall to Xiao Lin.

It turns out that the owner of this skeleton was named Gui Xinnu, a ghost guard of the Qingluo Palace in the ghost world. The Qingluo Palace was an overlord in the ghost world, and the palace master was elusive and unfathomable. Even Gui Xinnu had never seen the palace master of the Qingluo Palace in hundreds of thousands of years after his ascension.

Gui Xinnu was originally an ascender from the lower realm with a strong desire to improve himself. He was not content with his realm in this life being limited to the realm of ghost immortals. The so-called ghost immortals are the realm that ghost cultivators can reach after integrating their own primordial spirits and comprehending the rules, and ascending to the upper realms. They are at the same level as the true immortals in the fairy world, but ghost immortals are slightly inferior to true immortals in combat power.

As to why, the text on the wall does not explain.

In pursuit of a higher realm, Gui Xinnu accidentally learned that as long as the cultivators in the ghost world can cultivate to a certain level, they may be able to enter the legendary underworld and absorb higher-level energy.

However, the ghost arts he practiced, even if he cultivated them to the peak, could only reach the middle level of ghost fairy. It was impossible for him to reach the legendary realm of entering the netherworld in this lifetime.

So he thought of the Qingluo Palace's guardian technique - the Qingluo Xuan'e Method, but this technique had always been kept in the study of the Qingluo Palace Master. With the Qingluo Palace Master's unfathomable magical powers, Gui Xinnu knew that he had no chance at all.

For this reason, he had been patiently observing and looking for an opportunity. His hard work paid off and he finally found an opportunity. The Lord of Qingluo Palace was invited to attend the birthday celebration of another overlord of the ghost world. Gui Xinnu immediately knew that the opportunity had come. That night, he quietly broke into the Lord's study, found the Ghost Heaven Scripture which recorded the Qingluo Xuan'e Dafa, and then escaped from Qingluo Palace.

His original plan was very good. The ghost world was vast and boundless. He only needed to find a secluded place, practice hard in seclusion for hundreds of thousands of years, and then come out after he had achieved something. Of course, it would be even better if he could directly enter the underworld.

But he still underestimated the Qingluo Palace Master. When he stole the Ghost Heaven Scripture, he was immediately noticed by the Qingluo Palace Master, who actually displayed his supreme magical power, using the magical power of void penetration to slap him directly. This palm hit him directly on the chest, not only shattering his heart, but also the void around him was shattered into pieces, and his body was thus sucked into the void of the universe.

Originally, with his seriously injured body, he was doomed to die, but who knew that there was always a way out. He happened to meet an ancient fairy, who accidentally broke into a piece of the void while wandering in the void of the universe. Seeing this, Gui Xinnu naturally would not miss the opportunity. He forced himself to endure the dizziness in his sea of ​​consciousness, condensed the ghost power in his body, rushed into the void, and came to this ghost cave.

In this ghost cave, Gui Xinnu barely found the great hall in the belly of the mountain, but his whole body was sore and he could hardly exert any strength.

At this point, Gui Xinnu could only smile bitterly. He didn't expect that after pursuing the great way all his life, he did not fall under various heavenly tribulations, but died at the hands of the master of Qingluo Palace, whom he was loyal to. However, he also knew that his current fate was his own fault.

The palm strike that he had just received should have been from the Qingluo Ghost Palm, which was from the Qingluo Xuan'e Dharma used by the Lord of Qingluo Palace. If it had not been for the endless void between them, if he had been hit head-on by this palm strike, he would have been reduced to nothing.

Now he was doomed to die, and the dizziness in his sea of ​​consciousness became more and more intense. He knew that this was a sign that his soul was dissipating.

Just when he was about to wait for death, he accidentally saw a very rare ghost ginseng growing next to the Yin spring beside him. This ghost ginseng was a creature of creation, the legendary unranked spiritual creature. Although it had not yet taken shape, it could delay the time of his demise.

So Gui Xinnu absorbed some of the essence of the ghost ginseng. Sure enough, after absorbing the essence, the feeling of dizziness gradually subsided. Although he still felt sore all over, he knew that his life was temporarily saved.

But it only allowed him to leave his last words, so there were these words on the wall. At the end of his last words, Gui Xinnu expressed his wish, which was that one day, if a ghost cultivator walked in here and obtained this Ghost Heaven Sutra, then after he ascended to the ghost world, he would need to help him fulfill a wish, which was to challenge the Lord of Qingluo Palace for him when he could, regardless of success or failure, regardless of gains or losses.

Seeing this wish, Xia Mo was speechless. This senior Gui Xinnu was really persistent, but she could also understand his intention. He asked her to challenge the Lord of Qingluo Palace just to avenge a palm strike. And the matter itself was that Gui Xinnu stole the scriptures first, so he didn't care about success or failure.

However, according to Gui Xinnu, the Lord of Qingluo Palace is the overlord of the ghost world. This Ghost Heaven Scripture may be created by him. Even if he can cultivate the Qingluo Xuan'e Dafa to the great perfection, he may not be his opponent.

At this point, Xia Mo also turned her gaze to Xiao Lin beside her, as if asking herself what she should do?
Xiao Lin smiled but said nothing. He knew that Xia Mo should make the choice herself.

"Senior Gui Xinnu, I, Xia Mo, am willing to challenge the Lord of Qingluo Palace on your behalf when I am able to do so. If you disobey this promise, you will be cut off from the Ghostly Road."

"Buzz~~" I don't know if the ghost of Gui Xinnu heard his oath, but suddenly a cold light lit up in the hall. As the cold light lit up, rays of light crisscrossed in the hall.

Suddenly, a scripture appeared on the ground in front of the cross-legged skeleton. The scripture slowly floated up and opened itself, turning page by page.

As the pages of the book turned, words from the ghost world floated out.

"Ah, it turned out to be moonlight." Only then did Xiao Lin see that above the hall, there was actually a straight passage leading to the outside. At this moment, a bright moon was standing in the sky, and the moonlight was shining into the hall through this passage.

On each of the stone pillars in the main hall, there is a piece of surface as smooth as a mirror, which just reflects the moonlight and goes straight out of the cave.

"So that's how it is. On every full moon night, this scripture will fly out by itself and absorb the power of the moon. When it turns, the scriptures on it will be projected onto the Netherworld Wall through the moonlight. That's how the scriptures appear on the Netherworld Wall." Xiao Lin finally understood why the scriptures appeared on an ordinary Netherworld Wall.

If they had not entered this place and the moon had not risen in the sky, they would not have known the location of the Ghost Heaven Scripture.

"Ong~~" Suddenly, the Ghost Heaven Sutra emitted a light gray beam of light as thick as a thumb. Before Xiao Lin and Xia Mo could react, it shot into Xia Mo's forehead.

Then, in Xiao Lin's surprised gaze, the Ghost Heaven Scripture began to dissipate rapidly and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Xia Mo on the side trembled slightly, then sat down cross-legged, motionless.

"How mysterious?" Xiao Lin exclaimed in amazement upon seeing this. This Ghost Heaven Scripture was not just an ordinary scripture at all, but something like a magic weapon. The black beam of light actually contained the contents of the Ghost Heaven Scripture and was injected into Xia Mo's sea of ​​consciousness.

It was obvious that the Ghost Heaven Scripture had a very strong spirituality and it chose Xia Mo as its master, and then injected the scripture into Xia Mo's sea of ​​consciousness.

This made Xiao Lin feel happy for Xia Mo. It seemed that Xia Mo was also a cultivator with great luck, otherwise how could she be recognized as the master of a supreme ghost technique in the ghost world? At the same time, Xiao Lin also knew that it would take some time to digest such a huge ghost technique that suddenly entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

Therefore, Xiao Lin was not in a hurry and planned to sit cross-legged beside him. However, he unexpectedly saw a small pool next to him. The pool was freezing cold, and on a black stone next to the pool, there was a strange plant growing.

At first glance, this plant looks like a big radish, half naked, and emerald green all over, but with black meridian threads visible through the emerald green. There is a small black flower on the top of the head, and around the neck of the flower is a bunch of black rice-sized fruits.

"Huh? Could this be the ghost ginseng?" The Flesh Rakshasa in the Yinsi Soul-Condensing Net in Xiao Lin's hand seemed to be a little excited at this moment, twisting its little body desperately.

Xiao Lin was watching the spiritual object on the black stone in front of him with great interest, when suddenly a ball of gray spiritual light flashed from it. When the spiritual light faded away, a three-inch tall boy with a body as white as black jade was revealed. The boy had a sad face, and suddenly knelt down after looking at Xiao Lin, kowtowing and mumbling something in his little mouth, but Xiao Lin could not hear what he said at all.
Xiao Lin was slightly stunned, and then he suddenly realized. He suddenly understood that this ghost meat was related to the Meat Rakshasa.

(End of this chapter)