I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 265 Ancient Ruins
This spell is still somewhat interesting, and there must be no problem in researching it.

Soon, Wu Lang and Xing Hanhan began to study together. The talisman was incomplete, and it seemed that many textures were not clear.

Study for a while.

He can't learn anything.

Xing Hanhan couldn't help laughing 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 raised her hand suddenly, and drew a complete version of Huangquan's leading charm in one fell swoop.

Xing Hanhan looked like he saw a ghost.

"The brain didn't learn it, but the hands did." Wu Lang said honestly: "As soon as you move your hand, you can draw it yourself."

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

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

Granny Meng glanced at the talisman, and just pondered for a few seconds, "It's a one-time token talisman that is similar to the disciple token of our Netherworld Sect. It can also be used to lead back to the Netherworld Sect."

"It's just that this one-time talisman sect token seems to be used for the six reincarnation fragments over there."

Po Meng's words were very simple, and after analyzing the information, it is not difficult to deduce the result.

Obviously, it was the six reincarnation fragments over there, which landed in that world thousands of years ago, and the Zongmen Token also fell on the ground over there.

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

Apparently, they succeeded.

"These mortals are quite intelligent." Granny Meng nodded and smiled.

"Senior Meng Po, the six reincarnation fragments over there have been taken over by the natives?" Xing Hanhan couldn't help but ask, "All the ghosts in the world over there have entered the underworld to live in?"

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

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

"Yes."

Granny Meng shook her head and sneered, as if she couldn't see the natives clearly, and said, "Six Paths of Reincarnation Fragments must have contained a lot of spiritual energy when they fell, so you can naturally use the Zongmen Token to enter them."

"However, thousands of years have passed over there. In the ruins of the six reincarnation fragments, the aura is probably almost dissipated. With a one-time talisman sect token, no one can enter the underworld again. After all, any spell must be based on aura. medium."

Just popped up in history for a while?
Wu Lang soon realized it.

Sure enough, there is no miracle. The fragments over there have no aura to replenish, and the aura of the ruins over there must have dried up, and the operation has stagnated, and the natives on the earth will no longer be able to enter.

Afterwards, there were various myths and legends, which gradually spread in the world.

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

It is a pity that there are no miracles in the fragments of the underworld over there. There are indeed no ancestors in history now, and it is really a complete ruin.

Fortunately, there are no ancestors from all dynasties on the earth, and I am not afraid that they will fight against Po Meng, or they will be beaten to death by Po Meng sooner or later!
After all, no matter how smart and intelligent you are, you are just a mortal.

How can you stop someone from recovering their fragments? ?

"Then what do we do now?" Wu Lang said.

"Ah."

Po Meng thought for a few seconds, and said: "The charm of the natives over there is very useful. Let them draw it with the painstaking efforts of the white feather chicken, and maybe it can communicate with the underworld."

"But the painstaking efforts of these white-feathered chickens are estimated to be at least at the Nascent Soul level. They can be used as a medium to replenish the exhausted mana over there. Come here."

Granny Meng said something casually.

She didn't care, it was just aboriginals who didn't have aura recovery.

Compared with the humans over there, she now prefers white feather chickens and various strange species over there.

Meng Po now clearly understands the real way to play:

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

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

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

"Let them try it for themselves."

Granny Meng waved her hand, "However, I'm going to open up the second road recently. It seems that there will be a not-so-weak alien species. It looks super big. You can look forward to it."

Meng Po advocates her saying that "the bigger the body, the stronger the strength 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 went back to practice.

Anyway, I can't help them, it's their own business whether they can succeed there.

the other side.

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

"You want the heart and soul of the Nascent Soul Stage?"

In the luxury villa, Huang Mingshan was a little surprised as an immature boy sitting in front of the computer.

"Every human being enters the underworld, and 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 beginning, and the daily life of ordinary high school students would be broken.

He typed a very selfish sentence:

"Please tell me the real position 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, bring them all together, and have no worries about food and clothing."

"And develop your race!"

The excitement in his heart was unspeakable, the inexplicable excitement made his throat inexplicably dry, and he was extremely looking forward to it.

Immortal!

Immortal world!

Which Chinese teenager doesn't have such a fairy tale dream?

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

Because the other party has established enough authority with them, helping them create various miracles, the second seat of Jingzhou Yanwu!

Soon, he received a location message.

A week later, Huang Mingshan took a talisman stained with chicken blood, slowly pasted it on his forehead, slowly lay on his bed, and fell into a dream.

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

gloomy sky.

Rotten earth.

Countless tombstones stand up.

This is a ruin of a small space.

At the end of the ruins, he could see bronze buildings, Taoist palaces, Buddhist temples, and ancient temples, which seemed to be several factions, with several rows of ancient characters written:
【Little Leiyin Temple】

【Great Qin Heavenly Court】

【Fengdu Difu】

These ruins give people a sense of time passing by in a hazy time, bringing people endless tranquility and antiquity, which have gone through countless years of precipitation.

(End of this chapter)