Chapter 218: Underworld, Overcoming the Tribulation

The sigil formed by the condensed moon and sun on the dry well is particularly eye-catching. The diameter of the well mouth is less than twenty feet. When I peeked inside, I saw that it was completely dark below and I couldn't see anything.

Fu Shaoping picked up a stone from the side and threw it down.

Listen attentively.

But there was no sound of pebbles falling or water ripples:

"Huh?"

Fu Shaoping couldn't help but be curious. Judging from the current situation, this was indeed a dry well, and it was still bottomless.

He hesitated.

He decided to go down and have a look.

In the chaotic space, he is the master. Even if there are any evil spirits hidden in the dry well, he can destroy them with a single thought.

Thinking like this.

Fu Shaoping fell below the dry well.

It fell nearly a hundred feet.

It was still pitch black, but the further down you went, the cooler it felt.

After continuing to sink several hundred feet.

Fu Shaoping felt like he was freezing.

at the same time.

There was actually the slightest breeze blowing through the dry well.

When the breeze blows.

He felt even colder:

"wrong!"

Fu Shaoping reacted immediately.

The wind that blew just now was not an ordinary breeze, but a dark wind:

"Is this dry well a passage leading to other places?"

Just like that blood coffin.

In fact, it is the entrance to the bloody world.

Fu Shaoping hesitated for a moment. He was now consciously entering the space. If he left the category of chaotic space, once he encountered an attack, he would not have the power to backhand:

"Let's wait until the day when the main body can enter the space."

When he wanted to float upwards and leave.

Suddenly.

A whisper sounded in his ears.

Below the dry well.

There was something clearly calling me to move forward.

Fu Shaoping gritted his teeth and sank again along with the breath he sensed in the dark. He didn't know how long it took to sink this time. Just when he was about to give up, the totem on his arm suddenly became hot. Fu Shaoping looked at his feet and found that He actually landed on the ground without realizing it.

There was a dark wind all around.

The sound of the wind carried the cries of ghosts and howls of wolves, which made people feel horrified.

To the ground.

The dark wind that blew up seemed to be cutting into his body like knives. Fu Shaoping felt his soul trembling and quickly ran the Panlong Jue. The totem on his arm suddenly emerged with wisps of yellow light. The yellow light lingered on Fu Shaoping's body, and suddenly from within When outside, it feels like being wrapped in a blanket, warm and extremely comfortable.

By the faint yellow light.

Fu Shaoping glanced around and found that the soil under his feet was red-yellow.

Gusts of dark wind raged.

It makes me feel as if I have entered the underworld:

"It's better to leave this place quickly."

In this underworld.

He could sense that the power of space in the chaotic space did not work at all.

That is to say.

This place does not belong to chaotic space.

A dry well is just a passage.

When Fu Shaoping turned around, murmurings came again in his ears, but this time it became clear:

"I beg the God of Heaven and Dragon to bless me and allow my son to have four children."

God of Heavenly Dragon?

This is his neutral temple in the Million Mountain Mining Area.

What's going on?

Fu Shaoping became suspicious.

Follow those murmuring prayers and move forward quickly.

After leaving for a cup of tea.

A ray of divine light came into view.

After walking a few steps further, I saw a temple standing in front of me.

The temple is identical to the one he erected in the mining area.

Push the door open and enter.

There is a totem statue of a small white dragon prominently placed in the temple.

Fu Shaoping was a little stunned:

"This is."

Apparently.

In this underworld.

Surprisingly, there is a Tianlong Temple that is exactly the same as in the Yangjian.

Fu Shaoping's eyes turned:

"Is Little White Dragon a Yin God?"

Because they built temples for it in the upper world, it was projected into the underworld.

This world is becoming increasingly difficult for him to understand.

Apparently.

The entire world of immortality is not just one Great Zhou Dynasty.

Fu Shaoping stayed in the main hall for a while, but saw strands of milky-white silk threads falling through the void among the statues. After the statues absorbed these white threads, the yellow light lingering around the temple became even brighter.

And in these threads.

There were various calls to prayer.

Exactly what sounded in his ears before.

Fu Shaoping walked out of the main hall and found that nothing unusual was found within the temple.

Suddenly.

He trembled.

Suddenly he remembered something, slapped his head and said:

"The Yin Qi of the underworld is so abundant, wouldn't it be just used by all the fierce ghosts to make breakthroughs in their cultivation?"

Among the ten thousand ghost flags.

The mighty ghosts seem to be about to break through.

But there was no movement.

When it was at the first or second level, the Yin Qi contained in the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners was enough to support its breakthrough.

But now it’s level four.

and.

As far as he knows.

Regardless of whether it is a monster or a ghost cultivator, when breaking through the fourth level, it still needs to survive a small thunder tribulation.

This is also why there are no signs of breakthrough among the fierce ghosts in the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners.

Fu Shaoping became excited:

"I wonder if I can directly summon things in the chaotic space here with my thoughts."

in chaotic space.

He is the Lord there.

Therefore, you can summon it at will.

Fu Shaoping first took a step outside, and with a thought, he wanted to summon the storage bag in his hand.

Otherwise.

A few breaths passed.

Nothing happens at all:

"Do I still have to run back?"

Fu Shaoping stood back in the temple, his eyes brightening slightly.

The outside world does not belong to him.

But.

The temple in front of him belongs to him.

After all, he is the high priest appointed by Xiao Bailong.

Thinking like this.

Fu Shaoping had a thought:

"Mangui Banner!"

The next moment.

A buzzing sound.

The space trembled slightly.

Then the dark Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner suddenly appeared in his palm:

"It really worked!"

Fu Shaoping was overjoyed.

At this time, the fierce ghosts in the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags in their hands were filled with excited emotions.

Shockingly.

It also sensed the strong Yin energy from the outside world.

Fu Shaoping immediately hit the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags with a magic spell, and with a gloomy wind, a huge cocoon appeared in the temple.

The moment the cocoon falls to the ground.

The surrounding Yin Qi paused for a moment, and then buzzed, as if boiling, clouds rolled in from all directions, and instantly formed a Yin Qi vortex above the cocoon. The diameter of the Yin Qi vortex was only ten feet at first. As time passed, the diameter continued to expand, and finally it covered a radius of ten miles:

"This battle"

Fu Shaoping's throat felt dry.

He was afraid that such a large formation would attract the attention of other beings in the underworld, which would be bad.

Good thing.

The vortex of Yin Qi lasted only as long as a stick of incense.

The billowing vitality was finally poured into the black cocoon.

A powerful aura overflowed from the cocoon.

"Is this a successful breakthrough?" Fu Shaoping was pleasantly surprised.

But I don’t know.

In the end, all the fierce ghosts will survive the tribulation in the underworld or return to the outside world.

Boom!

The idea just arises.

A muffled thunder sounded in the clouds.

But over the temple, dark clouds gathered into a thick layer and pressed down.

at this time.

The cocoon in the temple shattered with a crack.

A figure with hands surrounding his lower body came into view. This figure clearly exuded the aura of the fourth level as he slowly raised his head.

Fu Shaoping was stunned for a moment.

I found that the appearance of the fierce ghost had changed drastically. It was completely different from the ghost before. Instead, it turned into a human form, but its facial features were fifty-six points similar to mine.

After the breakthrough, Wanxiang's eyes became more humane.

Fu Shaoping took a step back warily.

At this time, Wanxiang's cultivation level was higher than his, so he was afraid that the other party would have a counterattack.

"Plop" sound.

Wan Xiang knelt down on one knee and cupped his hands at Fu Shaoping and said:

"Thank you, Master, for finding a place rich in Yin Qi so that everything can have an opportunity to break through!"

Fu Shaoping breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the slave did not bully the master.

He looked up at the thick clouds in the sky.

At this time, there was a faint flash of lightning:

"Wanxiang, focus on overcoming the tribulation first!"

"Yes, Master."

The fierce ghost Wanxiang stood up, and the sinister wind blew up, levitating its figure.

Fu Shaoping glanced at the temple.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Wanxiang, don't leave the temple."

Human monks had a narrow escape from the calamity, and divine thunder was more powerful against ghost cultivators. Without any preparation, Fu Shaoping was still a little worried that Wanxiang would not be able to successfully overcome the calamity. In the temple, there is divine power to protect you, and maybe an extra layer of protection.

After Fu Shaoping finished speaking.

His body flashed.

Directly left the scope of the temple.

He vaguely remembered records in ancient books that if he was within the scope of the thunder tribulation, even if he was not a person who had overcome the tribulation, he might still be in harm's way.

After standing at the edge shrouded in yellow light.

Fu Shaoping's mind was spinning.

Then I remembered something.

His eyes lit up slightly.

A thought.

But he saw that the Thunder Bamboo originally planted on the top of the mountain suddenly appeared in his hand. It could be said that the Heaven Thunder Bamboo was pulled out with the mud and soil together. Fu Shaoping raised his hand, and the Heaven Thunder Bamboo flew towards everything suspended in the air:

"Wanxiang, catch it!"

The Heavenly Thunder Bamboo was born by absorbing the power of the Heavenly Thunder.

Thunder Tribulation is a great tonic for it, and it should be able to reduce the pressure of one and two thousand phenomena to some extent.

"Boom!"

At this time, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky.

Subsequently.

It was as if the sky of the underworld was torn apart.

A thunderbolt is coming in an instant!

Fu Shaoping, who was watching from a distance, felt his soul tremble, as if it was about to break into pieces:

"The power of this thunder tribulation is so terrifying!"

Fu Shaoping was shocked and couldn't help but worry about everything.

Buzz!

But when the thunder light fell.

The yellow light lingering in the temple trembled slightly, and turned into a light shield to protect the top of all things. With a click, the light shield shattered, and the power of thunder and lightning was exhausted.

"Huh?"

The temple even spontaneously protects everything.

but.

Not long after the temple was first established, the incense was not very popular.

I'm afraid it can only help block the first wave of thunder and lightning.

Immediately afterwards.

Boom!

Another thunder and lightning fell in the sky.

This time.

Wanxiang directly threw the Thunder Bamboo in his hand into the air.

Crackling!

Thunder and lightning fell on the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo. The Heavenly Thunder Bamboo didn't seem to be very high, but it resisted hard and instantly absorbed the power of scattered thunder and lightning, suddenly jumping up a lot.

"Hey, Thunder Bamboo actually has such a miraculous effect today."

Fu Shaoping just wanted to give it a try at first, but now it seems that it is really effective.

No wonder the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo is ranked on the list of heaven and earth spiritual beings.

Boom!

After two thunderbolts fell.

There was only one last one left.

Fu Shaoping looked closely and saw that the thunderclouds in the sky were also preparing a big killing move.

After a while.

The lightning was surging.

But a lightning snake was seen whistling down.

The Tianlei Bamboo only blocked it for a moment, and the rest fell on the fierce ghost Wanxiang.

"Roar!!"

The fierce ghost Wanxiang let out a shrill scream.

His body continued to expand.

Thousands of lightning were surging in his body, and it seemed that he would burst and die in the next moment.

"Oops!"

Fu Shaoping didn't expect that the last lightning would be so powerful, much stronger than the first two combined. At this time, Wanxiang was on the verge of collapse, and his body was disintegrating bit by bit.

No!

He had finally cultivated the fierce ghost Wanxiang to the fourth level.

Fu Shaoping's figure shook.

He suddenly appeared in the main hall of the temple.

He sat cross-legged in meditation.

He quickly pinched the formula, communicated with the statue in the main hall, and silently recited the spell.

The next moment!

But the totem on his arm was getting hot.

A ball of yellow light suddenly lit up in the statue.

The yellow light went straight through the roof and fell on the fierce ghost Wanxiang, which had already begun to disintegrate. The originally broken body of Wanxiang began to condense. Wanxiang's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and his hands made a seal. The broken body of the moth quickly repaired under the yellow light of lightning.

Buzz!

But I saw in the thundercloud.

At this time, thousands of sweet rains fell.

Let the aura of Wanxiang become stronger again. The body that was originally ghostly and grim suddenly looked like white jade. If it were not a high-level cultivator, it would not be seen that it was a ghost cultivator at all.

The Tianlei Bamboo next to Wanxiang also absorbed the sweet rain scattered in the air, like bamboo shoots after rain, and suddenly jumped a lot higher. In the blink of an eye, it was three hundred years old, nearly two hundred years more than before.

Even.

A small bud appeared next to the Tianlei Bamboo:

"Is it going to split into new buds?"

Fu Shaoping was surprised and happy.

If this Tianlei Bamboo can really reproduce, then he will make a lot of money.

Although.

It is difficult to cultivate Tianlei Bamboo into a thousand years.

But now the Tianlei Bamboo is also three hundred years old, and he can also use the attribute blessing. If he encounters another wave of thunder tribulation, it is possible to increase the medicinal age of Tianlei Bamboo by hundreds of years.

Today is really a double happiness.

The fierce ghost Wanxiang sits cross-legged in meditation.

The surrounding Yin Qi begins to gather in its body.

Fu Shaoping sees that it will take some time to consolidate its cultivation, so he plans to leave the temple first and return to the chaotic space.

However.

Before leaving.

He stayed in place and paid attention to the surroundings.

He found that no ghosts had appeared since the thunder tribulation appeared.

In this world.

It seems to be far away from the other creatures in the underworld.

Fu Shaoping felt a little relieved.

Now whether it is the temple or himself, the strength is low. If there is really an external enemy attacking, I am afraid that they will not be able to defend:

"We have to improve our strength as soon as possible."

Fu Shaoping made up his mind.

After planning to accompany Pan'er to find Grandma Xue, he began to build a temple, first in Qingniu Town, and then in Huainan Prefecture. With a constant supply of incense, the more powerful the temple can be, the more power he can gain.

With a thought.

Fu Shaoping appeared on the ground of the chaotic space.

After replanting the Tianlei bamboo next to the God and Demon Tree and watering it with the water from the Shangyuan Spring, the roots of the Tianlei bamboo took root again and were full of vitality.

Fu Shaoping showed a happy look on his face. After checking that there was nothing unusual in the space, he left the chaotic space with a thought.