Chapter 2473: The Netherworld Sutra

"Who is Dry Bones?"

Ye Feng's pupils shrank, and the smell of dead bones was strange, making people unable to help but feel fear. Situ Reading

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The yellow sand under him was still flowing. Ye Feng wanted to get away from the sand, but the injury was so severe that it was extremely difficult to even move his arms, let alone get up.

At this time, black scorpions emerged from under the yellow sand. Like the scorpions that formed the Throne of Bones, they waved their tails and pierced Ye Feng's body with their poisonous needles.

"Damn it!"

Ye Feng's eyes were cold.

It's really like a tiger being bullied by a dog!

He was too seriously injured, and now he was being acted upon by a group of scorpions.

Ye Feng was very wary of these black scorpions.

He didn't know what would happen if scorpion poison entered his body, but he would definitely not feel good.

"Um?"

Ye Feng's face was dull, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes. When the poisonous needle entered his body, there was still inexplicable energy pouring into his body. This energy was actually harmless and was still helping him heal his body and even restore his cultivation.

In a short period of time, Ye Feng's limbs have returned to normal. Under the combined effect of the inexplicable energy and the immortal demon body, his injuries are recovering rapidly.

Soon, Ye Feng sat up from the yellow sand and looked forward. The Yellow Sand Throne was not far away. The withered bones had changed their posture. A pale arm bone was supporting his lower jaw. His head was tilted, and his eyes were full of fire. With a trace of curiosity, he stared at Ye Feng.

"It's too late to leave."

Although his body has recovered, Ye Feng knows that in front of these strange bones, it is simply wishful thinking to escape.

However, the other party didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, otherwise he wouldn't have helped to recover from his injuries.

After a while, Ye Feng came to the withered bones under the surging yellow sand. He stood up from the yellow sand and stepped to one side.

The yellow sand suddenly collapsed, and the densely packed black scorpions appeared, crawled towards the withered bones, and gathered into a long sword in the withered bones' hands.

"Thank you, senior, for saving me. Shen Feng is very grateful."

Ye Feng bowed and saluted with a sincere tone.

No matter what Dry Bones wants to do, the other party asking Black Scorpion to heal him is always a good intention and it is appropriate to be friendly.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting little guy like you."

The fire in the bones' eye sockets jumped, spreading a message, pouring into Ye Feng's sea of ​​​​consciousness, turning into an old voice and resounding throughout the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

"you are?"

Ye Feng raised his brows slightly, with a strange expression on his face. Apparently, this withered skeleton was an ancient being.

As for the strength of Withered Bones, Ye Feng couldn't see through it, but he had a vague feeling that even Lingzhuo, the Spiritual God King, was far behind compared with Withered Bones.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

Withered Bones raised his arm bone and swung it twice. The arm bone was very small. Ye Feng's eyelids jumped slightly when he saw it, for fear that he would break his arm.

"Why are you here?"

The sound of dry bones resounded through the sea of ​​consciousness again.

"For the trial of the Black Dragon Palace, this junior wants to become a Black Dragon Palace warrior."

Ye Feng answered honestly.

"The idea is good, but with your strength, it's difficult to do it."

Fire pulsed in the eye sockets, the skeletal mouth suddenly opened, and the upper row of teeth collided with the lower row, making constant sounds.

A faint flame emerged from the skeletal chest, followed the bones all the way up, came to the throat, and rushed out of the mouth.

The flames shot towards Ye Feng's eyebrows. Ye Feng's pupils shrank suddenly and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but the flames were too fast and there was no time.

"laugh!"

The flames burned Ye Feng's eyebrows, leaving a mark on his eyebrows that looked like a small scripture.

Soon, the scripture disappeared, but it poured into Ye Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.

Ye Feng felt majestic information pouring into the sea of ​​consciousness. As he digested the information, he couldn't help but feel slightly shocked.

Dry Bones did not harm him, but taught him a secret technique, the Netherworld Sutra.

The information did not explain the origin of the Netherworld Sutra, but only stated that practicing this sutra can enhance the soul, and even allow the soul to possess the body, fight outside the body, and enhance combat power.

And these are just the insignificant uses of the Netherworld Sutra. Its most powerful thing is that if you practice this sutra to a deep level, you can protect your soul from falling into reincarnation and live forever in the world.

Even if the physical body is destroyed, as long as you practice the Netherworld Sutra, you can become immortal. Ye Feng guessed that the withered bones in front of him may mean that the physical body has been destroyed, but the soul remains.

The withered bones are dead objects, and the fire in the eye sockets is the person who is talking to Ye Feng, that is, the living soul.

"Senior, what are you..."

Ye Feng blinked and looked at the fire with confusion.

"Buzz!"

The fire burned fiercely, rushed out of the eyes, and turned into a vague human shape, standing in front of Ye Feng.

"The Netherworld Sutra can help you pass the trial."

The old voice sounded, and the other party continued: "There is something strange in your sea of ​​consciousness that even I can't detect. It must be a great divine object.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Feng was calm on the surface, but he was very surprised in his heart. There was indeed a magical object in his mind, the flower of life and death, which could bring the dead back to life, which was extremely mysterious.

But Ye Feng didn't expect that the other party could actually see this. Fortunately, it seemed that the other party didn't covet him, otherwise he would be in big trouble.

"For this reason, I have formed a good relationship with you. If we are destined in the future, those guys will meet you, and you will need to help them."

The vague figure stepped forward and stretched out his palm, "If you agree, you will make an oath with me. If you don't want to, I will take back the Netherworld Sutra."

Looking at the palm made of blazing fire, Ye Feng's mouth froze slightly. It was not that he was unwilling to make a vow, but that he was worried that the fire would hurt him.

"Don't worry, this is my soul fire and it won't hurt you."

Seemingly seeing Ye Feng's worry, the old voice immediately said, and at the same time, complex runes lit up in his palm, with the rhythm of heavenly secrets circling around, which was particularly magical.

"How?"

The other party asked again.

"Thank you for your appreciation, how could Shen Feng refuse."

Ye Feng smiled slightly. He did not resist signing the oath. The Netherworld Sutra was extraordinary and was comparable to the Demon Lord's skills.

At the same time, Ye Feng was also worried that if he did not agree, who knew whether the other party would take action, so Ye Feng agreed.

Afterwards, Ye Feng stretched out his palm and put his palm against the blurred figure.

The raging fire covered his palm, and Ye Feng did not feel any discomfort. There was indeed no harm, but there was a stinging pain in his palm. It was the mysterious rune.

After a while, the palms separated, and Ye Feng looked at the palm, and the mysterious rune also appeared. The rune halo flowed and suddenly dissipated.

But invisibly, Ye Feng felt that there was something between heaven and earth that implicated him. It must be the oath. If he violated the oath, he would be punished by heaven and earth.

"Okay, the oath has been signed."

The blurred figure was very calm, but there was a hint of joy in the old voice, which Ye Feng caught.

"This spirit bead is for you, I believe you can use it."

The raging fire suddenly dispersed from the blurred figure's abdomen, revealing a void, and a yellowish earth spirit bead flew out, containing a majestic and fierce power.

"This is..."

Ye Feng took it and looked at it carefully, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he was absent-minded for a moment.

The spirit bead in his hand is several times stronger than ordinary spirit beads, containing great spiritual energy, and also mixed with some rules and Tao rhymes, rules related to earth.

"If this spirit bead is refined, maybe it can comprehend the law of earth."

Ye Feng's heart was awed. He didn't expect the other party to be so generous as soon as he made a move. He raised his head and was about to thank him, but found that the blurred figure had disappeared.

The throne collapsed and turned into a pile of sand. The dry bones and those black scorpions disappeared without a trace. Everything just now seemed like Ye Feng's illusion.