Chapter 225: Detoxification, Netherworld Sutra

Wu Yi showed a solemn look while his mind entered the stone tablet world and came to the side of the Green Bamboo King. She was tending flowers and plants on the lake island. She was meticulous and quiet. It was hard to imagine that this was a demon king who destroyed a hundred miles of area with one battle.

After a few days of absence, many green plants appeared on the lake island. Of course, these were evolved by the Green Bamboo King's spiritual energy, and some yin energy was added, so they could exist in the stone tablet world.

The lake island was full of flowers, and there were clusters of flowers everywhere. It was just a place of one mile in radius, but it was decorated by the Green Bamboo King in a gorgeous and beautiful way, which was very inconsistent with the surrounding dim and gloomy environment. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a paradise.

Sure enough, women's minds were more delicate. Wu Yi, who pursued practicality, had never considered these things. Wu Yi, who was sweating slightly, praised a few words and led the topic to the treatment.

When the Green Bamboo King heard Wu Yi's intention, he frowned and said, "I was born from the Light Bamboo, and I know a little about detoxification, but I haven't seen the real person, so I dare not confirm the condition." Light Bamboo can be used as medicine everywhere. It is not common nor rare, and it has extremely demanding requirements for the environment.

The Green Bamboo King was very cautious, but Wu Yi could only believe her at present. With a wave of his hand, the scene of Zheng Guangming in a coma appeared in mid-air. Wu Yi tried his best to simulate the shape and charm of the black gas. With the blessing of the Tao rhyme, he also got some of the true meaning.

The Green Bamboo King looked at the black gas with his almond eyes, and first he was surprised, and then he looked at Wu Yi with a smile. Obviously, he saw the source of the black gas and roughly guessed why Zheng Guangming was affected by the black gas.

Being stared at by the beautiful eyes of the Green Bamboo King, Wu Yi, who considered himself thick-skinned, had to cough and change the subject: "Did Daoyou see anything?"

As a neighbor of Fengchilin, the Green Bamboo King naturally had a much deeper understanding of this. He opened his rosy lips and said slowly: "This is a dirty feather, which was shaved off when the Phoenix Clan molted. It carries the smell of aging and corruption, and is generally used by the Phoenix Clan to protect treasures."

Halfway through, the Green Bamboo King couldn't help but glance at Wu Yi, wanting to know what Wu Yi had taken from the Phoenix Clan's treasury, but Wu Yi had already moved his eyes to the other side, as if he was absent-minded, and obviously had no intention of answering.

Green Bamboo Queen suppressed her curiosity. She knew Wu Yi had an extraordinary background since she entered the stone tablet world. There was no point in asking more questions. It would only make him unhappy. She continued, "It's not difficult to get rid of the evil feather. The hard part is how to avoid the pursuit of the Phoenix Clan. As for the evil feather, everyone from the Phoenix Clan knows it."

How did Zheng Guangming avoid the pursuit of the Phoenix Clan? Green Bamboo Queen continued to look at Wu Yi with her bright eyes. Wu Yi wanted to cry but had no tears. He also wanted to know.

"Hmph," Green Bamboo Queen was very dissatisfied that she didn't even tell her such a small matter. She said angrily, "I am a spirit now. If I am entangled by the evil feather, I am very likely to be discovered by the Phoenix Clan, and I may not be able to help you later."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Although he knew that Green Bamboo King didn't want to get involved in this muddy water, Wu Yi was grateful for being able to come forward to help.

"You take the evil feather into this world, and I will naturally take action to expel it."

Wu Yi thanked again, and his mind left the stone tablet world to prepare for the arrangement.

Li Gu still looked worried. Wu Yi got the affirmation from the Green Bamboo King and said with a stern face: "I have a treasure that can absorb filth, let me try it."

Li Gu was extremely happy, but still reminded: "Junior brother, don't be careful. This filth is very difficult to deal with. If I hadn't used the Soul-Entangled Ink to isolate Senior Brother Zheng's soul from the filth, Senior Brother Zheng might not be able to survive."

Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness entered the outer periphery of Zheng Guangming's consciousness. Sure enough, there was a layer of thick black ink surrounding Zheng Guangming's Yuanling. It seems that this so-called Soul-Entangled Ink is the last treasure of Li Gu's Four Treasures of the Study.

The filth feather is very powerful. Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness only explored from a distance, and the filth entangled with it, wearing away part of Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness. The meaning of corruption and aging is very strong. If Wu Yi hadn't cut off part of his spiritual consciousness, he might have lost more.

But Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness also turned into a trace of the filth feather. If there is really no other way, using vitality to remove the filth feather is also a way, but it is difficult and slow, which is very troublesome.

Wu Yi carefully seduced the filthy feather to attach to his spiritual consciousness. The filthy feather, which symbolized the dead air, sensed the vitality, just like a hungry wolf seeing blood, and was immediately attracted to Wu Yi.

In the outside world, you can clearly see wisps of black air leaving Zheng Guangming's body and entering Wu Yi's body, but Wu Yi's face was as ruddy as before, without any dead air.

The filthy feather entered the stone tablet world little by little, but before the Green Bamboo King had time to make a move, countless ghosts swarmed up, but how could they snatch the evil ghost? Several evil ghosts, big and small, immediately divided the filthy feather.

The Green Bamboo King looked at the scene in front of him with amusement. When ghosts advance to the golden elixir, they need to accumulate dead air. This filthy feather just contains some dead air, so it's no wonder that they are trying so hard to snatch it.

It's just that ghosts need a little true yang from heaven and earth to maintain their indestructible bodies. If they absorb too much dead air and destroy that little true yang, these ghosts will be completely and thoroughly annihilated.

Sure enough, after a few rounds of breathing, the soul fire of several evil ghosts swayed, and their bodies became scattered and fled, giving their place to the spirit ghosts and fierce ghosts.

The lower-level ghosts were not very intelligent, and many of them absorbed too much death energy and exploded directly. The Green Bamboo King looked at the scene in front of her and shook her head helplessly. The ghosts' desire for death energy was natural, and she could do nothing about it. It was like your food itself was not poisonous, but if you eat too much, you might be stuffed to death.

With a wave of her sleeve, the Green Bamboo King shook the ghosts away, gathered the filthy feathers that Wu Yi had absorbed together, and sealed them in the center of the lake island. This place suddenly became dead and gloomy. If you get close, you will even feel that you are gradually aging. The power of life and death is really an extremely mysterious power in the world.

The Green Bamboo King was willing to keep the death energy together and prepare to clear it all in one fell swoop, but he did not expect that the gathered death energy would make Wu Yi's "Fengdudu Lu" which had not made any progress for a long time show signs of breakthrough.

The death energy permeated the stone tablet world, and the stone tablet that had not changed for thousands of years slowly vibrated. The netherworld characters engraved on the stone tablet jumped out one by one, like a curled and twisted ghost, with a faint light shining, terrifying.

No one in the Yang Realm could tell what this meant, nor could they recite it, but it was strange that as long as Wu Yi looked at it, he could understand what each word meant and how it was pronounced.

Wu Yi could not help but recite along. Every time Wu Yi recited a word, the dim light around him became brighter, which made Li Gu's eyes full of disbelief.

The dim light became brighter and brighter, and even the whispers of ghosts could be heard in it, which was extremely creepy. Li Gu knew that his junior brother had raised ghosts, so he was not too panicked.

But what happened next became more and more weird. The roar of ghosts came from Wu Yi's body, as if a peerless ghost was about to drill out of Wu Yi's body, and judging from its current strength, it was at least a ghost at the level of Jindan.

The art of summoning ghosts, what is Wu Yi doing? Li Gu's expression turned into horror, and a large piece of khaki paper was spread out, covering the ghost aura emanating from Wu Yi's body. If outsiders knew that there were ghosts here, they would spit again.

Wu Yi was attracted by the netherworld characters. He himself didn't know what he was doing. He just recited as the netherworld characters appeared.

"Junior brother, wake up." Li Gu shouted excitedly. Wu Yi had already absorbed all the filthy feathers in Zheng Guangming's body, but Wu Yi was in trouble now. It was really a wave of problems.

The thick Yin Qi turned Wu Yi's whole body black, and he became green-faced and fanged. Wu Yi's jade-colored skin was almost invisible. The whole person became like a ghost. His strength was very close to the golden elixir, that is, the ghost king level. It was simply a step to heaven.

This was not a ghost summoning technique, but a ghost transformation technique.

In the stone tablet world, the Green Bamboo Queen looked at the gushing Yin Qi with hesitation. She never thought that just suppressing the dead air in one place would produce such a big change.

Endless Yin Qi gushed out, and the stone tablet world suddenly expanded more than three times. The ghosts were overjoyed and excitedly absorbed the thick Yin Qi. Many ghosts were promoted one after another, like a blowout.

However, this Yin Qi was not from Wu Yi's imagination, but from another world. The Green Bamboo King accidentally opened the passage to another world. This other world was obviously a dark place.

Having a lot of Yin Qi is naturally a good thing, but the stone tablet world exists because of Wu Yi and is adapted to Wu Yi's cultivation. Too much external Yin Qi will inevitably lead to the danger of becoming the host.

After thinking for a long time, the Green Bamboo King still cast a clear light to cover the source of the Yin Qi and prevent it from spreading further.

"Tear--" a harsh sound came, and a blue-black ghost hand stretched out from the Yin Qi outlet, breaking the clear light shield and gradually widening the crack.

The Green Bamboo King glared with his beautiful eyes, shouted, and the clear light rushed away like a blade, cutting off the ghost hand and sealing the Yin Qi outlet in one fell swoop.

After doing all this, the Green Bamboo King was panting, with a thin sweat on his face. The owner of this ghost hand was at least a half-step Jindan Zhenren, and it was not an easy task for her to deal with it in her current state.

Without the source of Yin Qi, Wu Yi slowly regained consciousness. Looking at the black body, he did not realize what happened for a while. Not far away, Li Gu and Yu Xuyou were in doubt.

"Junior brother, you finally woke up." Li Gu leaned against the wall and almost fell down. This was much more tiring than fighting with others. But what kind of method did his junior brother practice? How could there be such a strong Yin Qi?

Wu Yi tried his best to recall what happened before, but he could only see a string of Netherworld characters hovering in his sea of ​​consciousness. The characters from the stone tablet were a scripture with a very straightforward name of three words, "Netherworld Sutra".

"Netherworld Sutra" is also a true scripture.

The second true scripture practiced by the protagonist