I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

This spell is still somewhat interesting, and there is definitely no problem in researching it.

Soon, Wu Lang and Xing Hanhan started studying it together. The spell was incomplete, and many textures seemed to be unclear.

Study for a while.

He can't learn anything.

Xing Hanhan couldn't help but laugh at his junior brother, "Let me do it! I'll study and improve it."

But when she wanted to continue talking, she saw her junior brother suddenly raise his hand and draw a complete version of the Underworld Guiding Talisman.

Xing Hanhan looked as if he had seen a ghost.

"My brain has not learned it, but my hands have." Wu Lang said honestly: "As soon as I move my hands, I draw it myself."

"As expected of you! Sure enough, I still don't need to do anything. This development and learning ability seems to have been reduced, but it is actually a huge qualitative change." Xing Hanhan didn't say much and began to study.

The two of them also went down the mountain to find Po Meng.

Po Meng glanced at the talisman and just pondered for a few seconds, "It is similar to the disciple token of our Huangquan Sect. The improved one-time token talisman can also be used to lead back to the Huangquan Sect."

"It's just that this one-time spell sect token seems to be used for the fragments of the Six Paths of Reincarnation over there."

Po Meng's words are very simple. Based on the analysis of this information, it is not difficult to deduce the result.

It was obviously the fragments of the Six Paths of Reincarnation over there that landed in that world thousands of years ago, and the sect token also fell on the ground over there.

The mortals from the feudal dynasty over there improved this spell based on the Huangquan disciple token and tried to enter the fragmented ruins.

Apparently, they succeeded.

"These mortals are quite smart." Po Meng nodded and smiled.

"Senior Meng Po, are the fragments of the Six Paths of Reincarnation over there occupied by the indigenous people?"

"It's probably been like this for a while." Po Meng said.

"Just for a while?" Wu Lang was dumbfounded.

"Yes."

Po Meng shook her head and sneered, as if she couldn't see the natives over there very clearly, and said: "The Six Paths of Reincarnation fragments must have contained a lot of spiritual energy when they first fell. Naturally, you can use the sect token to enter them."

"But thousands of years have passed over there. In the ruins of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the spiritual energy has probably been almost dissipated. With a one-time spell sect token, no one can enter the underworld anymore. After all, any spell must be based on spiritual energy." mediated.”

Just appeared in history for a while?

Wu Lang soon came to his senses.

Sure enough, there is no miracle. There is no spiritual energy replenishing the fragments over there. The spiritual energy of the ruins over there must be exhausted and the operation is stagnant. The natives on the earth can no longer enter.

After that, there were various myths and legends, which gradually spread around the world.

Thinking of this, Wu Lang felt a little regretful and fortunate.

Unfortunately, there are no miracles in the fragments of the Underworld over there. There are indeed no ancestors in history now. It is really a complete ruin.

Fortunately, there are no ancestors from all dynasties on earth, and we are not afraid that they will confront Po Meng, otherwise they will be beaten to death by Po Meng sooner or later!

After all, no matter how smart and wise you are, you are only a mortal.

How can you stop people from finding pieces of themselves? ?

"What about us now?" Wu Lang said.

"Um."

Po Meng thought for a few seconds and said: "This talisman of the natives there is very useful. They can use the blood of the white-feathered chicken to draw it, and it may be able to communicate with the underworld."

"But these white-feathered chickens are probably at least at the Nascent Soul stage. They can be used as a medium to replenish the depleted mana over there. Come over here."

Po Meng said casually.

She didn't care, it was just aborigines who had no spiritual energy to revive.

Compared to the humans over there, she now prefers white-feathered chickens and various strange species over there.

Po Meng now clearly understands the real gameplay:

The six paths of reincarnation communicate life and death, open up dimensions, and make "underworld" the core of countless unknown worlds and the place of reincarnation.

To put it simply, she is obsessed with drawing cards.

I hope that the next race to be drawn in Huangquan Road will be SSR.

"Let them try it themselves."

Po Meng waved her hand, "However, I will open the second path recently. It seems that there will be an alien species that is not weak. It looks super big. You can look forward to it."

Po Meng admires her saying that "the bigger you are, the stronger you must be".

Wu Lang and Xing Hanhan returned to the Fourth Peak and told Ji Fa the information.

"Thank you, two seniors!" Ji Fa became excited.

Then Wu Lang continued to practice.

Anyway, they can't help. Whether it succeeds or not is their own business.

The other side.

Ji Fa sent a message frantically, telling the other party everything.

"Do you want the painstaking efforts of the Nascent Soul stage?"

Huang Mingshan was a little surprised by the young boy sitting in front of the computer in the luxurious villa.

"For every human being who enters the underworld, a landing machine will die. If there is no business, there will be no killing?"

Although he felt a little unbearable, he felt that a new magical world was slowly opening, and the ordinary daily life of high school students was about to be broken.

He made a very selfish statement:

"Please tell me the actual location of one of your Nascent Soul stage white-feathered chickens! Although this is already your top combat power and is very important, you will definitely not suffer from its death!"

"If I succeed, in reality, I will find a way to protect all of your top executives and bring them all together so that they will have no worries about food and clothing."

"And develop your race!"

He was so excited that it was hard to describe. The inexplicable excitement made his throat feel inexplicably dry and he was looking forward to it.

Immortality!

The great world of immortality!

Which Chinese boy doesn't have such a dream of a fairy?

But the white-feathered chicken is indeed stupid. Normal creatures should seriously think about it. This is putting their lives in the hands of the other party, but they believe it easily.

Because the other party has established enough authority here and helped them create various miracles, the second seat in Jingzhou Yanwu!

Soon, he received a location message.

A week later, Huang Mingshan held a charm stained with chicken blood, slowly placed it on his forehead, slowly fell into a dream on his bed.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a scene he would never forget.

Gloomy sky.

The rotten earth.

Countless tombstones stand.

This is a small space ruin.

At the end of the ruins, he could see bronze buildings, Taoist palaces, Buddhist temples, ancient temples, and what seemed to be several factions, with rows of ancient characters written on them:

【Xiao Leiyin Temple】

【Great Qin Heavenly Court】

【Fengdu Underworld】

These ruins give people a sense of the hazy passage of time, bringing endless tranquility and ancient times, which have experienced countless years of precipitation.