Chapter 513: Tooth for tooth, 9 Youmu

Chapter 513: Tooth for tooth, 9 Youmu

Chapter 514: Tooth for tooth, Jiuyou's purpose (Happy Children's Day!)
Even Zheng Fa was a little confused:

I haven't even gone through the process yet, and you're already here to go to hell?
Mu Qingyan's memories resurfaced in his mind:

The name of the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor's power seems to be the underworld.

My appearance might change the situation a little, but the plan of the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor might take an era.

The underworld arrived as expected.

As the words "City of Wrongful Death" reached everyone's ears, wisps of white smoke emanated from the body of the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor.

The smoke became thicker and thicker, as if it had weight. It covered the dark Yinshan Mountain and the silent City of the Dead from top to bottom, and then slowly flowed towards Zheng Fa and others.

Behind Zhitong, the Buddha's Dharma image reappears.

The sword of wisdom swept out a magnificent crescent-shaped Buddha light.

The Buddha's light suddenly entered the thick smoke, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any ripples.

"I told you, I won't kill you."

The Nine Nether Demon Ancestor stood on the top of the mountain, watching Zhitong struggle with cold eyes.

Zhitong seemed to have no belief at all, and his supernatural power of walking on water reappeared, transforming into golden light, which retreated away from the path he was traveling back and forth.

But where is the way back?

The golden light was like a headless fly, circling three times in the air, and then Zhitong's figure appeared again.

His face became increasingly panicked.

Logically speaking, Zheng Fa was a smart man and he didn't believe that the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor would let him go.

He looked towards the live broadcast room, only to see that the number of rooms had shrunk from four to one.

Nishang Yuanjun and her two companions, also brought their disciples across the arch bridge and were now in the same wasteland as them, just to their left.

But when I looked around, I couldn't see anyone.

There are so many people around me, but I can't see any of them.

A chill started from the tailbone and went up along the vertebrae, making the back of Zheng Fa's head feel a little cold.

"Want to leave?" Nine Nether Demon Ancestor said with a slight sneer, "Once you cross the Naihe Bridge, even if you are a true immortal, you can only sigh in vain if you want to turn back."

It is indeed the Naihe Bridge.

The old monk Zhitong had an unsightly expression on his face, and his lips moved as if he was chanting Buddhist mantras.

Zheng Fa couldn't hear what he was saying because there was another sound that forced him to look up and forward.

Amid the smoke, the previously silent Yinshan Mountain and the City of the Dead suddenly became lively.

Shouts, roars, and wails rang out in the fog.

Getting bigger and louder.

It's getting more and more shrill.

The chaotic noise plucked Zheng Fa's ears and drilled into his head.

One by one, vague souls appeared in the white mist.

They were wearing similar clothes and came from the same sect.

But at this moment, they were like sworn enemies, fighting each other without leaving any room for each other.

They used Tianhe sword technique to kill their fellow disciples, and were then killed by their fellow disciples using the same sword technique.

Even when they fell to the ground, these disciples were still calling out to their fellow brothers.

I don’t know whether the emotion hidden in that cry is hatred, confusion, or nostalgia.

This is the situation of the Tianhe Rebellion.

Zheng Fa couldn't bear to look at it carefully, he just closed his eyes and murmured in his heart: "The City of Unjust Death."

In the live broadcast room, the other three from Zhitong also lowered their eyes, as if they were afraid to face it.

……

In the Nine Mountains Realm, Xie Qingxue held the Tongjian in her left hand and the Qingping Sword in her right hand, with murderous aura rising to the sky.

Even though Yan Wushuang had a carefree personality, his hands holding the Tongjian were shaking at this moment.

Uncle Pang also looked up at the sky and said softly, "Such a tragic scene, the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor has remembered it for hundreds of thousands of years..."

There was a rare solemnity on the elder's face.

"If you were him, and if something like this happened in the Nine Mountains Realm, would you forget it?"

"..."

The Emperor of Heaven looked towards the mighty Nine Nether Demon Ancestor on Yinshan Mountain and actually felt a little pity for him.

"You don't dare to look."

The Nine Nether Demon Ancestor seemed to be laughing.

"You guys don't even dare to look at what you did back then."

Even Zhitong, who was eloquent, didn't know how to answer at this moment.

“But I haven’t forgotten this for a single day.”

"I carried their remaining souls with me, hiding here and there, listening to their howling all the time."

"I have seen this sight for hundreds of thousands of years that you cannot bear for even a moment."

The Nine Nether Demon Ancestor was not a talkative person, but at this moment he was talking incessantly. It was obvious that the hatred in his heart was too much and too deep.

It is conceivable that the revenge of the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor will become more and more fierce.

But the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor said:
"Don't worry, I swear in the name of Tianhe that I won't kill you."

"Unlike you four, I will not insult the name."

Zhitong and the other three were still not relieved.

On the Yinshan Mountain, in the City of the Dead, thousands of dead souls suddenly laughed, and their laughter was shrill and chilling.

"who!"

A disciple from Hao Ri Mountain beside Zheng Fa asked.

Zhitong and others looked around.

At some point, many more figures appeared around them.

The faces of these people could not be identified in the thick fog, but they all had considerable cultivation.

You know, the disciples from the four sects who can enter the Tianhe Sect are considered the elite of the sect.

But these strange figures that appeared around them were not much weaker than them.

Zheng Fa hurriedly looked into the live broadcast room, and sure enough, these people were Nishang Yuanjun and others.

Zhitong also felt something was wrong and said, "Wait a minute!"

But the man in the fog had no moral principles and suddenly attacked a disciple of Yao Chi.

Looking at the Tai Chi diagram above the man's head, the old monk Zhitong shouted, "Are you crazy?"

But when he saw a Leiyin disciple beside him who didn't obey orders and attacked the other party, he realized something:
"You are disciples of Jiuyou Sect!"

Zheng Fa suddenly realized what the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor was going to do.

Sure enough, the laughter of the dead souls gradually died down, leaving only a few long songs faintly visible in the mist.

"Former allies, today's enemies."

"Brothers from the same sect, mortal enemies in the blink of an eye."

"Back then, we drank and called our confidant, but now we have fought and died."

"Don't say there is no retribution in the world, the grudges will be put to rest outside the city of wrongful death."

This song is neither a poem nor a melody, and the tune is weird and unusual, not pleasant at all.

But when sung by the dead souls, it has a kind of sorrowful feeling that touches the heart and goes straight to the lungs.

Zheng Fa also realized that those who took the first action were not actually the disciples of the four sects who entered the Tianhe Sect this time.

But as Zhitong said, these people were the former disciples of Jiuyou, such as Youmingxian, the hidden men of the four sects.

Zhitong and others are not impulsive people.

They naturally wouldn't act rashly without fully understanding the situation.

However, people from Jiuyou Sect mixed into the crowd and launched a surprise attack on the disciples from the four sects.

They couldn't see the faces of the people around them clearly, so who could tell who was a disciple of Jiuyou and who was a loyal disciple of the Four Sects?

What's more, the four sects are already full of conflicts. These four true immortals can control their own disciples, but how can they make the other three sects really obey their orders?
Zhitong wanted to restrain himself.

But a figure suddenly appeared from the mist, filled with the aura of Haori Mountain, and gave Zhitong a severe blow!
"True fairy!"

No...it's the Four Swords of Zhu Xian.

Zheng Fa felt the joy of the Immortal Sword in his soul, and also understood the origin of the attacker:

A Nine Nether Demon Ancestor was hiding in the dark among the disciples of Haori Mountain, and it was unknown whether he was holding the Sword of Killing Immortals or the Sword of Absolute Immortals, and was launching a sneak attack.

Zheng Fa's Heavenly Gang and Earthly Evil Transformation Technique was activated, turning into smoke and hiding from everyone's eyes and ears. Zhi Tong and others didn't have this method.

Of course they knew there was a problem, but they were in the middle of a game and had no time to distinguish between friend and foe. To them, everyone looked like a disciple of Jiuyou.

At this point, let’s save our lives first!
Zhitong, together with the disciples of Leiyin Temple, launched a counterattack against those monks whose faces could not be seen clearly.

A man in the fog was killed by them and fell to the ground.

The strange face suddenly changed and turned into a face that even Zheng Fa found familiar.

"Brother!"

Several Tai Shang Dao disciples shouted and immediately glared at Zhi Tong and the others.

Zhitong also looked unhappy. Just as he was about to say something, he saw a black and white yin-yang picture flash by and suddenly hit a Leiyin disciple next to Zhitong, beating him so badly that not a single bit of him was left.

"Xuan Ding!"

Zhitong roared, and his two long eyebrows flew up angrily as he roared.

But when he looked up, he saw only unfamiliar faces. In the fog, he didn't even know where the Xuan Ding that had taken action before was.

……

"The Nine Nether Demon Ancestor is... a tooth for a tooth, blood for blood."

Uncle Pang and others were dumbfounded.

In the live broadcast room, the disciples of the four sects could no longer distinguish between friend and foe, and all they could do was kill madly.

Disciples from the four sects fell one by one.

Most of them died at the hands of the Jiuyou Sect.

Instead, he died at the hands of the other three sects and even his own disciples.

The old man sighed and said, "This is the revenge of the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor."

"He wants the disciples of the four sects to feel the betrayal of their allies."

"He wants the disciples of the four sects to understand the pain of killing each other."

The Emperor nodded slightly and suddenly said:
“I know why he broadcasts live.”

"Ok?"

“Hatred…” The Emperor pointed at the live broadcast room on the light screen and said, “The people of the four sects have such a blood feud in front of so many cultivators.”

"Which of these disciples is not the elite of the four sects? Each of them has a master, a disciple, or even relatives and descendants."

"After what happened, how can the four sects still have any trust in each other? It will be difficult to avoid fighting."

The old man nodded slowly and said, "I don't know if this Nine Nether Demon Ancestor just wants revenge..."

The Emperor shook his head.

He doesn't know that.

The Nine Nether Demon Ancestor has been hiding for so many years, and his main purpose must be revenge.

But he couldn't say whether there were other purposes.

Even the four sects just let him do what he wants?

Thinking of this, the Emperor of Heaven turned and looked at the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor on Yinshan Mountain again.

……

The Nine Nether Demon Ancestor stood silently on the Yin Mountain, watching the fight between the disciples of the four sects in silence.

It seems like he is seriously enjoying a drama.

Only when most of the disciples from the four sects fell to the ground did he gently raise his hand, and a stream of light flew out from his sleeves.

An ancient and mysterious book appeared in front of everyone.

On the cover of the book, there are two ancient characters written - life and death.

"You wanted to cut off the Tianhe Law, but now, you have died because of it."

Zhitong's body stiffened and he looked at the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor who was speaking.

The disciples of the four sects also slowly stopped fighting.

"In fact, I didn't practice Tianhe Method at the beginning. Even now, I don't know what Tianhe's fundamental method is."

There was actually a hint of sarcasm in the tone of the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor.

“Although my path to the Dharmakaya has come to an end, Tianhe’s Dharma has never been perfected…”

It seems that the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor also doesn't know the follow-up of the Tianhe Law?
"Tianhe told me that he has an idea. Once the Demon Sect is wiped out, he will discuss it with me."

This flag is...

However, this does fit Zheng Fa's impression of Tianhe Zun:

If there is any shortcoming of this genius, it is that he trusts himself too much and doesn't say many things.

Even Zheng Fa still doesn't know what the fundamental method of Tianhe Zun is.

The Nine-Turn Golden Elixir Technique is more closely related to the Qingping Sword.

Something like the Xianjian Dian seems to only correspond to the Xianjian Sword.

Tianhe Method, like Fashen Method, is the name of a large category of exercises, or even just a line of thought.

For example, in the Dharmakaya method, "The True Explanation of Great Freedom" is the fundamental practice, and in the Yangshen method, "The Jade Book of Scarlet Sky" is also the fundamental practice.

It just so happens that the Tianhe method is either incomplete or has not been passed down.

There is no such fundamental practice.

Thinking about it this way, the four sects must have had a headache back then:
They couldn't find the fundamental Dafa, so they simply cut off the Tianhe Fa altogether...

Only to hear Nine Nether Demon Ancestor say:

"But you guys have been chasing me and even my Dharma body has been destroyed." The Nine Nether Demon Ancestor stretched out his hand, and the ancient book in the air fell into his palm. "If I die, you can't bring me back to life. I can only choose the Tianhe method."

"The only choice is to merge with this Book of Life and Death."

As soon as he finished speaking, a mysterious black and white light suddenly burst out on the Book of Life and Death.

"Golden Immortal Magical Treasure..."

The old monk Zhitong’s murmurs were almost like moans.

so envious!
Looking at the seemingly insignificant Book of Life and Death, Zheng Fa felt like drooling.

This means that the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor has at least two Golden Immortal-level treasures:

One is the Zhu Xian formation diagram.

One is the Book of Life and Death.

In today's Xuanwei, he is almost invincible.

And now he is equivalent to... the spirit of the Book of Life and Death?

No wonder the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor is so different from other Demon Ancestors:

Other demonic sects all exist in the form of families.

Only the Nine Nether Demon Sect is different, they don’t care about bloodline at all.

"Tianhe's life's work has all gone to waste."

The Nine Nether Demon Ancestor looked at Zhitong and others with a chilling smile.

"My future is also blocked."

"Why do you immortals keep yourself safe?"

"This is Xuanwei, those who do evil are on high, and those who do good have no remains left!"

The words of the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor actually have a power that is irrefutable.

"I want to turn Xuanwei into the underworld, where good and evil will be rewarded, and heaven will repay the good!"

"All of you evil monks from the four sects will be trapped in my underworld, fighting day and night, with no way to escape."

This Nine Nether Demon Ancestor really came here for revenge...

It is obvious that although he is strong now, he can never transcend the limitations of the Book of Life and Death, and it seems that he can only reach the level of Golden Immortal in this life.

Zheng Fa couldn't imagine what a person with a heart full of hatred could do if he had no hope.

He even understood it better, not to mention that he and the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor did not have much friendship, even if he did, he could not persuade or stop him.

wrong!

There seemed to be traces of incense in that black and white mysterious light!

The fallen disciples of the four sects gradually turned into bones, moistening the mud beneath them.

The space around me seemed to be a little bit bigger.

"Ritual? Or is this Book of Life and Death a kind of treasure from the cave?"

Zheng Fa secretly thought that this Nine Nether Demon Ancestor did not seem to be seeking revenge:
He used the Tongjian live broadcast to collect the power of incense for this Book of Life and Death?
(End of this chapter)