Chapter 1438 Wheel of Fortune (16)

When Xu Yang saw the surrounding situation clearly, he found that his body was already in the main hall of Huangquan Palace.

Xu Yang looked at the petrified human figure in the center of the hall, his mouth widened and he was surprised for a while before blurting out:

"This is Bai Shaojie, the master of Huangquan Palace."

A stone statue of a seven or eight-year-old boy stood there quietly.

The stone statue holds a stone egg in one hand. On the surface of the stone egg, a gurgling aura of underworld overflowed.

"Could it be that the Lord of Huangquan Palace guarding this place has fallen and turned to stone? In fact, I did not fight him directly."

"Or was there someone who challenged and defeated him before me?"

"No, there are no traces or breath of fighting here."

"No one can calmly kill the Lord of the Underworld Palace and the Underworld Dragon in his hands."

Various questions lingered in Xu Yang's mind.

Xu Yang walked over and his eyes were attracted by the stone egg in the stone statue's hand.

"If there is still a glimmer of life, it's this stone egg. Maybe we can find the answer."

Xu Yang stretched out a finger and tried to touch the stone egg. He hesitated for a moment, then his fingertips gently landed on the surface of the stone egg.

The moment Xu Yang's fingers touched the eggshell. He heard a conversation in his ears.

"Little Mud Dragon, you can come with me from now on."

"Master, why did you come to me? I have been sealed in the Forbidden Land of Huangquan Boundary River for ten thousand years."

"Have we not seen each other for ten thousand years? Time flies so fast, it seems like yesterday. I still remember that ten thousand years ago, there was a great war in the underworld. As the Lord of the Underworld, I was ordered to go out. You and I gallop on the battlefield, Killing 100,000 enemies was really satisfying, but it was precisely because of the excessive killing that your ferocious beast lost control and was ordered to be sealed here by the Lord Pluto."

"Hehe, I was originally a world beast born from the Yellow Spring River. I am a creature that controls life, death and killing. Fighting and killing are my favorite things."

"After that war, I thought about it carefully. Many people should not have died on the battlefield. A good way to resolve conflicts should be peace talks, not war. For example, the weak party exchanges land for peace. The strong party, Don’t be greedy and don’t wield the stick of war.”

"If we always talk about peace, why do we need a war beast like me? Wouldn't that be boring?"

"In order to wake you up, I stepped into reincarnation and washed away all my resentments with the water of the Yellow Spring Boundary River, so that I could resonate with your soul again. Maybe there is a bigger war waiting for us, maybe we will spend the next time together in boredom. every day."

"Master, can I sing a song for you? This way it won't be boring."

"Okay, you sing and I listen."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Your singing voice is as tone-deaf as it was ten thousand years ago. However, I hear your sadness and longing."

"Master, you still understand me."

…

Xu Yang listened carefully to this conversation and fell into memories.

"This is the conversation between Bai Shaojie when his dragon soul awakened and subdued the Huangquan mud dragon. At that time, I attached myself to Bai Shaojie with the help of the Wheel of Fortune. That's how it was. Bai Shaojie is the master of Huangquan Palace, and the master of Huangquan Palace is Bai Shaojie."

At this moment, something strange happened.

The entire huge space of Huangquan Palace became blurry as if it was submerged in water.

When Xu Yang looked up again.

Opposite him stood a young man with white hair and white clothes. The young man was playing with a yellow-shelled egg with one hand and looking at him with a half-smile.

"The Palace of Underworld, the place of life and death, the forbidden field, the psychic battle."

After saying that, the boy in white raised one hand, and the yellow-shelled egg was thrown into the air.

Without stopping for a moment, the young man in white made a secret with his hands and opened his mouth to blow out a stream of original essence.

The essence becomes magical, and a large river hangs high in the sky.

"The underworld hangs upside down, the dark dragon goes out to fight, and not a single blade of grass grows."

"Necromantic Technique - Huangquan Minglong!"

The yellow-shelled egg in mid-air cracked open, and a dark dragon with a length of a hundred feet and a mud-yellow body appeared.

The Dark Dragon bared its teeth and claws, carrying a large river and rushing towards Xu Yang's location.

"The spiritual pressure is so powerful, it feels like the water from the entire Huangquan River is pouring down."

Xu Yang hurriedly made a seal with one hand, preparing to use the wings of golden thunder to escape backwards.

However, he discovered that the Thunder Wings, which had just been activated halfway, had not yet fully expanded and collapsed under the pressure of some kind of restriction.

"There are magic restrictions in this Huangquan Palace!"

At this moment, the words of the boy in white fell on Xu Yang's ears again.

"The Palace of Underworld, the place of life and death, the forbidden field, the psychic battle."

Xu Yang understood the meaning immediately.

He quickly held out a round of Black Sun Seal with both hands, and his spiritual consciousness communicated with the Black Sun Mysterious Gate in his body.

"Necromantic Technique - The Bones of the Dark Dragon!"

Boom!

The Baizhang Heiyang Xuanmen rose from the ground, the door opened, and a Baizhang Bone Dragon roared out.

mid-air.

Huangquan Minglong and Baizhang Bone Dragon rushed together.

The roar of dragons, the sound of roaring waves, and the sound of rolling thunder.

Black light flashes, yellow light flashes, white light flashes.

The dragon kings are fighting for hegemony, the earth is shaking, the mountains are shaking, and the black and yellow are upside down.

After an unknown amount of time, the bright light dissipated.

Xu Yang was sweating profusely, his chest was heaving, and he was panting.

He looked up again.

I found that the stone statue opposite didn't move even half a step.

In the void of Huangquan Palace, a huge spiritual vortex visible to the naked eye was stirring and lingering for a long time. It was basically a fierce battle.

"There was obviously a battle between psychics, but it seemed like nothing happened. Is it an illusion?"

Xu Yang hurriedly used the method of internal vision to check.

In the Black Sun Gate in his body, the surface of the Nether Dragon Skeleton was covered with scars. And there was a pale yellow dragon soul on the body of the Nether Dragon Skeleton, which was gradually fitting with the skeleton itself.

"This is clearly the dragon soul controlled by the Lord of Huangquan Palace. How come it is slowly merging with the Nether Dragon Skeleton in my body? Fortunately, there is no other discomfort."

Xu Yang's eyes fell on the stone statue again. The yellow shell egg in the stone statue's hand had no vitality, dim and turned into a stone egg.

"Bai Shaojie." Xu Yang murmured in his mouth, feeling uncomfortable in his heart. After all, Bai Shaojie was once his role in the Wheel of Fortune.

Buzz buzz buzz!

In the sky, a curtain of light fell, and the shadow of the mud dragon wandered in the light curtain.

Xu Yang's body was covered by the light curtain.

When the light curtain dissipated, the original place was empty.

In the huge Huangquan Palace, there was only a stone statue holding a stone egg.

…

After leaving Huangquan Hall, Xu Yang continued to climb towards the top of Yongsheng Mountain.

At this moment, he had another question in his mind.

"Bai Shaojie in the story of the Wheel of Fortune, the master of Huangquan Hall, and Bai Shaojie, the master of Yungui Hall of Tiangui Sect, must have some kind of connection. It is said that Bai Shaojie, the master of Yungui Hall, was born from an egg. The answer to this question must also be hidden on the top of Yongsheng Mountain."

Xu Yang looked up at a black sun hanging on the top of Yongsheng Mountain, and his steps to climb up became more and more determined.

…

Five days later, Xu Yang climbed halfway up Yongsheng Mountain.

The wind in front of him rolled up the corners of the green-clothed boy's clothes, and a strong smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.

"What a strong smell of blood." Xu Yang couldn't help frowning.

Half an hour later, a blood river crossed Xu Yang's way.

"There are all kinds of strange things on this Yongsheng Mountain, so it's not surprising that this blood river appears here."

Rumble.

The center of the blood river surged outward, and a huge "bowl" rose up.

Cang, Cang, Cang.

Several sharp auras slashed out from the air, and Xu Yang instinctively dodged backwards.

On the ground where he originally landed, three more words appeared, Blood Slaughter Hall.

Buzz!

The colorful Wheel of Fortune appeared again.

"The Wheel of Fortune, the world of inner demons." A familiar hoarse voice sounded.

"Blood Slaughter Hall, what a terrible name. I hope the next story is not full of blood."

Xu Yang reluctantly pointed a finger at the Wheel of Fortune.

The Wheel of Fortune turned rapidly, and the shadows of various characters blurred and alternated on it.

With a ding, the Wheel of Fortune stopped.

The image of a strong man in black was frozen on the Wheel of Fortune. The strong man had a full beard on his face, like an iron brush.

When Xu Yang saw the image of this person, he was stunned and blurted out: "It's Brother Tu Sanli!"

Nothing else, the person on the image is Xu Yang's guide into the world of cultivation, Tu Sanli of the Heavenly Ghost Sect.

At this time, the voice of the Wheel of Fortune sounded again, interrupting Xu Yang's thoughts.

"The Wheel of Fortune has successfully selected the role! Congratulations to the challenger for choosing the protagonist of the Wheel of Fortune and getting two chances to change the fate of the character. The name of the character is Tu Sanli. Gender, male. Age, 35 years old."

"This is definitely not a coincidence! Last time it was Master Bai Shaojie, and this time it is Brother Tu Sanli." Xu Yang's doubts in his heart became even greater.

Buzz!

A strong suction force rushed out of the Wheel of Fortune and pulled Xu Yang's body in.

……

Southwest of the underworld. The Kingdom of Taste.

The people of the Kingdom of Taste are born with a keen sense of taste and are good at cooking delicious food. It is a famous food country in the underworld.

Most people here are engaged in the catering business.

It is said that the most famous chefs in the Kingdom of Taste have become the guests of honor of the royal families of various countries and even several Hades.

But there is an ordinary person born in the Kingdom of Taste who is born without a sense of taste.

"Tu San, your father is a butcher, but you dare not even kill a chicken. You are such a coward."

"Tu San, you are a person without a sense of taste, and you are determined to be a chef. It's really ridiculous."

"Tu San, even dogs hate the dishes you cook."

The strong man Tu San leaned against the wall alone and was unhappy. There were always other people's laughter in his ears.

"Why? If you dare not kill chickens, you can't be the son of a butcher? I don't kill because I faint at blood."

"Although everyone has a sense of taste, the taste is different. For the same dish, some people have a heavy taste and some have a light taste. I just have a little bit worse taste. I aspire to be a good chef. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Who said that even dogs hate the dishes I cook?"

Tu San saw a yellow-haired dog turning around the corner and suddenly became energetic.

He took out an oil paper bag from his arms. There were several white buns in the oil paper package.

"Wangcai, come here. Try the meat buns made by my great chef Tu San. How do they taste?"

Tu San took out a bun to tease the little yellow dog.

The little yellow dog saw someone was going to feed it, so it ran over with its tail wagging, stretched out its nose to sniff, and stared at Tu San with its eyes wide open.

Woof woof! Woof woof woof!

Tu San broke the bun open and put it next to the little yellow dog's mouth.

"It's stuffed with pork and cabbage, and it's delicious. Good dog, eat it quickly."

The little yellow dog turned his head left and right, with a look of disgust.

"You haven't eaten it yet, and you're shaking your head to say you don't like it? You stupid dog, you're insulting my cooking skills."

Tu San immediately became furious and stuffed half of the bun into the little yellow dog's mouth.

The little yellow dog vomited and turned around and ran away.

"Oh my god, even dogs hate it."

Tu San stuffed the remaining buns into his mouth, chewed them with big mouthfuls, tears in his eyes, and said to himself: "It smells so good."

"No one can stop my dream of becoming a chef. Not even a dog."

Tu San punched the wall, the surface of his fist overflowed with bright red, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.