The Legend of the Netherworld

Lin Xiao was obsessed with finding the name "Xianyun Sect". He searched through the sect chapter in the continental chapter of "World Expo" and carefully searched every word, fearing that he would miss any information about Xianyun Sect.

However, no matter whether it is a famous sect or a noble family, the book has detailed records, but the three words "Xianyun Sect" have completely disappeared.

"Is it that the Xianyun Sect is not famous enough to be recorded, or is it that someone deliberately erased all traces of it?" Lin Xiao was confused.

I remember that my great-grandfather was very powerful at that time. After all, he was able to help me escape from the hands of Dinghai God and Jiaxu God. Why is there no trace of him in this encyclopedia that records almost all the major sects in the world of immortal cultivation?

With reluctance, Lin Xiao continued to read.

He wasn't interested in the Immortal Jade and Herb chapters, and skipped over the content regarding cultivation resources, still hoping to find clues about cultivation somewhere in the book. So, he quickly flipped to the Cultivation chapter, but the result was extremely disappointing.

The content of the cultivation chapter was completely different from what he had expected. It did not talk about cultivation methods, but some health-preserving methods, how to maintain good health and strengthen the body.

It was indeed a book that could help mortals improve their physical fitness, but it had nothing to do with true immortal cultivation. This gradually cooled Lin Xiao's hope.

He continued to search, hoping to find something in the rest of the book. Lin Xiao had a strong goal in mind, which was to find relevant information about his enemies - the six powerful ones.

However, after reading the entire book, he still found nothing. It wasn't until he turned to the last page that a line of small words finally caught his eye: "Six powerful beings have broken through to become Ding Hai Gods and Jia Xu Gods and will no longer participate in the struggles between the various forces in the world."

These words poured like cold water on Lin Xiao's heart. His enemies, six powerful beings, had reached the highest realms in the world of immortal cultivation—the Dinghai God and the Jiaxu God. These beings had actually declared that they would no longer participate in worldly disputes. This meant that his quest for revenge against them would be extremely difficult.

No matter how hard he tried, it might be difficult for him to catch up with these transcendental strongmen.

Lin Xiao sat in a daze in his chair, holding the "World Expo" in his hand. Although it was a good book that popularized knowledge about the world of immortal cultivation, it was of little help to him in understanding the details of the Xianyun Sect, its cultivation methods, and the six great powers that he really wanted to know.

An unprecedented feeling of helplessness and despair rose in his heart. He longed for strength, longed to change his fate, but the reality before him made him feel like a bird trapped in a cage, no matter how hard he struggled, he could see no hope of escape.

Lin Xiao sighed deeply and closed the book, feeling heavy-hearted. He knew that relying on this book would not provide him with any guidance on his future path.

He decided to try his luck in the town the next morning, hoping to meet a noble person and receive a manual on spiritual cultivation. Late at night, he blew out the oil lamp, lay down on his bed with hope in his heart, and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, Lin Xiao told his grandmother about his plan to go to town. Although his grandmother was worried, she was busy with farming and couldn't get away. It just so happened that Lin Jiao's mother, who lived next door, was also going to town that day. Thinking that Lin Jiao's mother could look after Lin Xiao, his grandmother agreed to his request.

Lin Jiao's mother was so excited today because the messenger had given her ten taels of silver yesterday that she planned to go on a shopping spree in town. After she and Lin Xiao arrived in town, they immediately rushed to the cloth shop and picked out various styles of fabric.

She was so engrossed in her shopping that she completely ignored Lin Xiao. Seeing no one was paying attention, Lin Xiao quietly slipped out of the shop and began to stroll alone on the bustling streets.

The town was bustling with people, but Lin Xiao looked around in disappointment as he walked. No one looked like a cultivator, let alone a sweeping monk.

Just when he was feeling a little bored, he suddenly saw a Taoist priest kneeling on the street, with a few tattered books in front of him. The title of the top book was "Tai Chi Bagua Quan". The Taoist priest saw Lin Xiao and said with a smile: "Tell me fortune, and I won't ask for money."

Lin Xiao's heart moved, and he walked forward and asked, "Taoist, how much do you sell this book for?"

The Taoist priest saw that it was just a child and didn't take it seriously. He said casually, "This book is not for sale. It is only given to those who are destined to receive it."

"Do you think I'm destined to be with you? Can you give me one?" Lin Xiao asked with a smile.

The Taoist shook his head and said, "I need to tell you my fortune first to see if you are destined to be together." Then, he added mysteriously, "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed."

Lin Xiao secretly complained in his heart: "Your uncle, isn't this just a scam?" But he continued to ask: "How much do you charge for a fortune telling?"

The Taoist replied calmly, "No more, no less, ten cents."

Lin Xiao couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Damn it, killing a pig, ten cents!"

However, he still took out ten coins and handed them to the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest was blinded by the money and immediately asked Lin Xiao to stretch out his right hand with his palm facing up.

After watching for a moment, he held Lin Xiao's hand again, then closed his eyes, muttered something, and began to shake the lot. Finally, he shook out the number 66.

The Taoist priest took out a piece of fortune slip from his sleeve, which read:

"The six Ding and six Jia guardian gods, the mysterious secrets of heaven are hidden and profound.

The fairyland appears in the mist, and the stars shine brightly in the night.

Drive away evil and avoid harm to ensure safety and security, pray for blessings and good fortune.

The Tao follows nature, and the mind is naturally tranquil; heaven, earth, and man are in harmony, sharing the morning light."

The Taoist priest stared at Lin Xiao's face, pondered for a while, and then said lightly: "Great disaster, great blessing."

"That's it? That's all?" Lin Xiao asked with a frown.

The Taoist priest put on an unfathomable look and shook his head, saying, "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed."

"Believe it or not, I will smash your stall?" Lin Xiao said angrily, his heart flaring up.

"Donor, that's all I can say." The Taoist priest did not get angry and answered calmly.

Lin Xiao took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said bluntly: "Since you have read the divination, should I have a copy of this book?"

The Taoist priest smiled and said: "Books are only given to those who are destined to receive them. You are not destined to receive them. If you want the book, give me five cents."

"Look, the urban management is here!" Lin Xiao sneered in his heart, suddenly pointed to the left and shouted.

The Taoist priest turned his head quickly to look, but saw nothing on his left. When he turned back again, Lin Xiao had already run away, and there was one book missing from the stall.

The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, his face filled with helplessness. He muttered, "What are urban management officers?" Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly packed up his stall and prepared to leave, muttering under his breath as he left, "O calamity star, great calamity star! I've been hit by this terrible misfortune for eight lifetimes!"

Lin Xiao jogged along, secretly delighted as he looked at the stolen book in his hand, thinking that this trip was not in vain.

Soon, he returned to the cloth shop and saw Lin Jiao's mother still choosing cloth. He sat down on the steps in front of the shop, secretly wondering when he could open the book and read it.