Chapter 760

The yin wind howled, the sky spun and the earth turned.

Li Yan only felt as if he were a leaf thrown into a tornado, unable to control himself, being tossed about until he was dizzy, and his soul almost collapsed.

He didn't know how long it had been before he stabilized his figure.

As the agitation of his soul subsided, the feeling of falling into an ice abyss surged up again.

Li Yan looked up at the front and was instantly dumbfounded.

This space was very similar to the "Jiumen Jiumen Jiumen Yin Xu" in the capital, but even more vast, dim and dark, with gloomy black mist surging up and down like a sea of clouds, freezing everything it passed.

But what truly attracted people was a majestic phantom in the distance.

Blocking the sky and the sun, hanging upside down from the horizon, occupying most of the field of vision, the strong sense of oppression made one feel…

Looking at the shape,

It was clearly the upside-down Taishan!

It was just that the light was dim, and one could only see the black shadow.

Such a scene was truly terrifying.

Li Yan took a long time to recover, looking at the surroundings.

That Taishan phantom was too far away, and it would be difficult to reach it for a while, but the scene around him was also somewhat beyond understanding.

He was in a huge canyon, with straight and steep ocher-black mountain rocks on both sides, the mountain body was rugged, and there was frost condensed, smooth as a mirror.

Under his feet was a passage made of one-meter square stone bricks, many of which were broken, as if they had existed since time immemorial, desolate and dead, leading along the canyon to the Taishan phantom in the distance.

So this is the Netherworld passage…

Li Yan narrowed his eyes, pinched the magic formula with his left hand and was about to perform the God-Walking Technique.

This place looked like an interlayer space between the Great Luo Dharma Realm and the human world, he had seen quite a few, and yin ghosts patrolling used magic arts much faster than in the human world.

"Nuogao! Six Jia Nine Chapters, heaven is round and earth is square, four seasons and five elements, sun and moon are light…"

Before the spell was even half chanted, strange phenomena appeared.

The black mist surging above the cliff instantly rolled and howled down.

Li Yan's expression changed abruptly, he immediately stopped casting the spell, pointed his feet, and his figure shot out.

He didn't choose to retreat, but sprinted toward the depths of the passage, barely dodging as the black mist rolled down, and with a spin, hid behind a mountain rock.

Whoosh~

The cold yin wind accompanied by ice mist howled.

It only stopped slowly after two breaths.

Li Yan then got up and bypassed the mountain rock to look behind.

But the passage behind had completely turned into an ice abyss, even forming dense ice thorns.

Even though Li Yan was bold and highly skilled, he couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.

He looked up at the sky, already having some guesses in his heart.

Taishan is an important node of the Divine Land's dragon vein, and it is no exaggeration to call it the hub, coupled with being a Netherworld passage, the yin-sha qi is rich, and it is itself a barrier.

Once a magic art is cast, it will trigger a backlash.

Thinking of this, Li Yan shook his head, no longer thinking of taking shortcuts, but exerted force under his feet, like an arrow released from a bow, rushing toward the depths of the canyon.

Although it was a yin ghost patrol, it was also affected by this place.

The wind whistled in his ears, and his soul was frozen numb.

Just at this moment, the sound of sheng, xiao, gongs, and drums rang out faintly in front, and at the same time, the chanting of many Daoists was vaguely heard: "In the past, appearing in the body of a jade girl, the foundation is the quality of the emperor's truth, bearing the nine qi and showing mercy, crowning the hundred spirits and wisdom is perfect, walking in the ten directions, merit covers billions of kalpas…"

Li Yan was startled in his heart and hurriedly slowed his pace.

He drew the Dust-Severing Blade and moved forward carefully.

Soon, he saw dense human figures in the yin mist.

It was teams of Daoists holding incense burners and banners, followed by many common people, including shirtless porters, old women trembling and carrying blue cloth bundles, as well as scholars and wealthy merchants.

Everyone's figure was like a faded, yellowed old photograph, obscured by the thick mist, looking dilapidated, and at the very front was a phantom of a palace shrine.

Li Yan had seen it before, it was exactly the Your Majesty Shrine on Taishan.

And what the Daoists were chanting should be the Precious Proclamation of Your Majesty Yuanjun!

The strange thing was, although Li Yan had gotten closer and closer, and the figures in the thick mist were becoming more solid, they ignored him completely, as if he didn't exist at all.

After seeing this, Li Yan suddenly understood in his heart.

This place should be the same as the "Jiumen Jiumen Jiumen Yin Xu" in the capital, capable of projecting things that happened in past eras in some way, similar to ghosts reenacting the past over and over again.

As long as you don't disturb them, you can be safe.

The belief in Your Majesty Yuanjun had existed for a long time, and was promoted when Emperor Zhenzong of Song performed the Fengshan sacrifice on Taishan, and since the previous dynasty, there have been more believers, so the imperial court allocated silver to build the Your Majesty Shrine ten years ago.

I heard the scene was very grand at that time, this should be the scene from then.

After guessing the reason, Li Yan checked the surroundings and found that the sacrificial procession had blocked the road, so he had to wait patiently for it to end.

Sure enough, as soon as the sacrifice ended, the yin wind blew violently in the passage.

Those figures and the phantom of the Your Majesty Shrine were all blown away by the wind, turning into smoke and rolling, merging into the stone walls on both sides.

Li Yan didn't hesitate anymore and continued to move forward quickly.

Along the way, he was interrupted from time to time by such old light and shadows.

He saw the majestic imperial procession of Emperor Zhenzong of Song slowly climbing the winding path, the jade tablet text sacrificing and reporting to heaven and earth…

He saw Emperor Xuanzong of Tang standing in front of the Jade Emperor Temple on the Dai summit, the golden light of the "Record of Taishan Inscription" piercing through the clouds of the Fengshan sacrifice, the bells and chimes of the Lingyan Temple Zen hall ringing leisurely…

He saw the Wei-Jin smoke and clouds shrouded, Emperor Murong De of Southern Yan bowing and worshiping, the white elephant mount of Langgong Temple carrying Buddhist scriptures walking on the mountain path…

He saw the heroic spirit of Emperor Wu of Han, the heavenly horse flying in the sky, Emperor Wu visiting Taishan seven times, the banners of seeking immortals fluttering in the clouds, the wordless stele standing silently…

He even saw the sleeves of the black dragon robe of the First Emperor brushing over the engraved stones, the majesty of the black dragon pattern crown, bestowing the immortal mark of imperial Fengshan sacrifice on Taishan for the first time…

These were just the famous scenes in history.

The deeper he walked, the more shocking the things he saw became.

He saw the smoke of the Spring and Autumn period, the spears and lances in the land of Changshao like a forest, shaking the Dai Zong…

He saw the Zhou Son of Heaven meeting at the Mingtang, followed by the feudal lords…

Finally, when he reached the bottom of the upside-down Taishan, the phantom riding the elephant carriage drove through the mist, the sound of the clear horn resounded in all directions, as if communicating with heaven, earth, ghosts, and gods, and finally dissipated in the clouds.

What is this?

Li Yan swallowed his saliva and turned his head to look behind him again.

He had a premonition that what he saw was only a small part, if he practiced here for a long time, he might be able to glimpse many secrets in the long river of history.

Unfortunately, the opening of the Netherworld passage was purely accidental.

Composing his mind, Li Yan looked up again.

In the air was the upside-down Taishan phantom, even the Jade Emperor Temple on the top of the mountain could be seen, but compared to the human world, this one was more vast and ancient, and there were quite large palaces behind it, as if carved from a single giant rock on the top of the mountain, ancient and vicissitudinous, with strands of mysterious yellow smoke and clouds flowing.

That should be the condensation of incense and divine power, even if separated by a long distance, Li Yan could smell it.

Taishan Prefectural God Palace!

His eyes were sharp, and he instantly captured his target:

On the rugged rock wall of the upside-down Taishan, two tiny figures were struggling to climb like geckos, it was exactly Shi Xuanming and Zheng Boyin who had abandoned their flesh bodies and patrolled here as yin souls!

Obviously, they also knew the restrictions of this place and dared not use escape arts.

In the surging clouds around, any magic art could lead to a disaster.

"Hmph!"

Li Yan snorted coldly and immediately jumped onto the cliff beside him to climb.

He saw clearly that on that upside-down Taishan, there were also coiled dragon-like vines hanging down, just above the canyon cliff, and one could climb up along the vines.

Although the cliff was covered in frost and extremely smooth, it was not a big problem for Li Yan, and now that he was patrolling as a yin soul, he had almost no weight, so he climbed to the top of the mountain easily.

When he reached the top, the yin wind was even more violent.

But Li Yan could also see more clearly.

Shi Xuanming held a Withered Pine Coiled Dragon Staff in one hand, inserting it deeply into the mountain rock to fix his body for leverage, and grabbed the vine with the other hand, his figure flickering every time he exerted force to climb.

This was a manifestation of an unstable soul.

Obviously, he was under great pressure in the gale.

And that Zheng Boyin was even more miserable, his soul form was in a sorry state, only half of his face remained intact, his whole body was emitting black smoke, and he was likely already injured.

You must know that both of them were Earth Immortals.

If their lifespan had not ended, they would have already condensed their Yang Spirits.