Mortal: Settled in Mo Mansion at the beginning

Chapter 103 Another Three Years

Hu Ming gave Mandrill the idea of ​​​​solving his problems here, which was reincarnation. He adopted Nangong Wan's reincarnation practice skills, and also studied the Yinming Beast's little gains, plus the accumulation of tens of thousands of years by Corpse Mandrill. The corpse aura that came down from the body, as well as the cultivation techniques he practiced during his lifetime, were combined into a method.

Since you can cut off reincarnation by following the path of demons and ghosts, you can build your own reincarnation, and in this self-constructed reincarnation, dissolve all kinds of negative residues in your body.

However, this is easier said than done.

Even with Hu Ming's help, it took nearly sixty years to get him started.

Now, the issue of his inability to re-enter reincarnation has not been completely resolved, but most of the evil spirits in his body that would affect his mind have been purified.

With Yuan Ying's escape speed, the two of them quickly crossed tens of thousands of miles and entered the mysterious realm of Xuanyin cold energy that was now idle.

"It's a bit deserted." Zi Yun came in, looked around, and then said.

"If you have time, you can plant some flowers here. I know there are several very beautiful spiritual grasses with cold attributes. I will bring you the seeds when the time comes." Hu Ming said.

Zi Yun glanced at Hu Ming, but her attitude remained cold.

It was because of her true appearance at the moment that she subconsciously wanted to stay away from Hu Ming.

Hu Ming saw that the trust level was still over 70, so it didn't matter. He was not really talking about love here, but cultivating leeks to gain some insights.

By the time he reached his current level, he had already accumulated too many things that ordinary monks could see.

Only some special beings' opinions and thoughts on the world and practice can give him some good vision-expanding functions.

Among the different thoughts, one looked slightly cold, while the other didn't care and just brought him to the cold air pool.

After years of accumulation, the Xuanyin cold air in this cold air pool has become increasingly solid.

Because it was based on some ideas about the Yin Qi of the Yin Ming Beast in the Yin Ming Land, the technique that Hu Ming created for Mandrill now requires quite a lot of Yin Qi.

And the accompanying cold air made Ziyun like her current corpse-drill body.

With his background in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he wouldn't be too afraid of the cold air in this pool.

She stretched out her hand to explore the cold air pool of Yi Er, feeling the cool feeling that penetrated into her body along her fingers, and she squinted her eyes with some satisfaction.

Later, Hu Ming helped adjust one or two formations here, which greatly enhanced the function of absorbing moonlight from this secret realm.

When night falls, the rich moonlight is drawn into the secret realm, blending with the thick Xuanyin cold air, making the entire secret realm bright and clean.

Zi Yun, who was soaking in the cold air pool, opened her mouth and swallowed a mouthful of moonlight mixed with Xuan Yin cold air into her stomach. The fierceness between her eyebrows that seemed to be irreversible also relaxed slightly.

Hu Ming had already left, and she was the only one left here again.

However, compared to the underground stone chamber, the environment here is somewhat better.

Looking up at the bright silver plate condensed by absorbing the moonlight through the formation, the thoughts in his heart couldn't help but spread, and he couldn't restrain himself for a while.

The blue-gray mysterious cold energy surged, and the rich moonlight continued to flow, nourishing her damaged body.

It also pushed her closer to the realm of the golden body and moon corpse.

It's just that she is not very willing to get close to the golden moon corpse. She wants to return to the sun, or in other words, she doesn't want to be ugly anymore.

A gray-white mana light with a hint of green emerged, quietly swallowing up the mysterious cold energy and moonlight to accumulate strength.

On the other side, also under the moonlight, Hu Ming took the opportunity to visit a nearby Taoist friend's house.

At this moment, I am in the courtyard, discussing cultivation with a fellow Taoist who is draped in moonlight, surrounded by undulating mountains and majestic waves, with brows as cold as those of banished immortals, and skin as white as jade.

A pot of fine wine, two plates of spiritual fruits, the moonlight was just right, and when I reached the strong point, my breath naturally became thicker, and the moon in the sky was also covered by dark clouds.

After discussing it for several days, Hu Ming got up when he saw that there was no unusual movement coming from the secret formation.

Set off to continue handling some trivial matters.

He said he was busy, but he was not busy at all. Most of the time he was eating, drinking, chatting, and discussing one or two spiritual practices. He said he was not busy, but he still needed to walk around.

Time was also in this trivial and chaotic but stable situation, and another three years passed quietly.

Mandrill Ziyun, with the help of the mysterious cold air and moonlight in the secret realm, began to fumble and try to enter the first reincarnation and nirvana, hoping to regain some vitality.

In the cold pool, the thick Yin Qi, cold air, and moonlight condensed into a giant gray-white cocoon.

At this point, Hu Ming can give almost all the guidance he has given in the past years. At this moment, he can only rely on himself to explore forward.

Standing in front of the giant cocoon in the cold air pool, he looked at it for a while, feeling somewhat hopeful in his heart that this rare senior mandrill in the human world would gain some new insights.

Looking forward to it in his heart, he only strengthened one or two of the secret realm magic circles to avoid being disturbed by others, and then left quietly.

He continued to work on his busy but trivial daily life, which was actually nothing major. By the way, he refined the newly acquired lapis lazuli into the Five Yuanji Mountain.

Slowly advance the joint training process of Wuyuanji Mountain and deepen the connection with the weapon spirit Yin Yue.

In addition, three years have passed, and seven years have passed before and after. Wan Sangu, the great monk who switched to the Furnace Cultivation Technique, has been able to cultivate the Yuanyin spiritual power much more smoothly than expected.

The qualifications of this great cultivator are really nothing to say. Even if he is practicing the furnace cauldron technique, he is much better than ordinary female cultivators.

After seven years, he had successfully transferred his skills along the path given by Hu Ming, and completely transformed his powerful magic power. At the same time, this crazy woman who seemed a bit rough in the past was also in the furnace. Nourished by the tripod technique, it has a slightly more delicate flavor.

The ferocious look between his eyebrows is still there, but it has also turned into a cold look.

To put it simply, the one with fair skin and good looks is Leng Yan, and the one with ordinary appearance is a crazy woman.

In the past, when I devoted myself to cultivation, I naturally had no problem with becoming a crazy woman, but now I have calmed down a little because of Hu Ming's request.

His foundation is not bad. He practices the righteous and peaceful exercises. His body is gentle and his vitality is rich and long.

After he switched to the Cauldron Furnace Technique, his skin became whiter and greasier, his facial features became more refined, and the ferocious look between his brows and eyes became a bit different.

And these changes in appearance are just some of the side effects brought about by converting to the Furnace Cultivation Technique.

Along with this, the appetite is gradually increasing, and the body is petite, but it seems to have a steady stream of energy, which makes it feel a little bit insufficient.

He almost single-handedly managed to get Hu Ming to the Chaotic Star Sea, and more than half of his energy was used up.

This made Mrs. Wen and several Yuan Ying Taoist friends who had just been seduced by Hu Ming and had some intentions, feel somewhat unsatisfied.

‘It’s a good thing that the ladies with the same appetites were sent to the land of the underworld, otherwise, this period of time would have been really hard to cope with. ’ In the somewhat simple cave, Hu Ming, who had spent a lot of money, was lying there lazily. Seeing Wan Sangu who was finally full and looking a little lazy, she thought in her heart.

The big hand was pressed against this guy's soft and white belly, feeling the strong spiritual power that was still growing under his vigorous feeding.

A rough estimate from the bottom of my heart should be enough for him to break through.

However, when things come to a close, there is a subtle feeling that I am reluctant to eat the fruits of my hard work.

It was just a fleeting moment. He worked hard to clean up and tame the great monk just to prepare for his breakthrough. Naturally, he would not be polite when it was time to use it.

After thinking for a moment, he thought of the ladies and Xin Ruyin from the Yin Ming Land, as well as the three Mo Yuzhu girls, as well as other things in the Yin Ming Land. According to his speculation, after breaking through to the gods, there is a high probability that he will not be able to enter. At least Yuan Yao was thrown out as soon as he broke through to become a god.

If you suppress your cultivation, you might be able to sneak in, but I'm not sure.

In recent years, Wen Tianren has also collected some information about the occurrence of ghost fog in Boundless Sea.

Normally, trying to find the ghost mist in an environment like the Boundless Sea is basically equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack. However, in the Yinming magic circle that Hu Ming had previously arranged on the top of Storm Mountain, every time a space crack appeared, spiritual energy surged. When the time comes, a signal will be sent out.

This signal allows Wen Tianren, who is carrying the corresponding magic weapon, to receive some movement. With luck, he can also receive some messages.

Wen Tianren has been staying in the boundless sea for about nine years now. In nearly ten years, he has received six signals, with intervals of several months and two years.

There is not much data, but it is not enough to draw any rules based on it.

However, it can also be used as a reference. After all, Hu Ming's main force here is still on the Chaotic Star Sea, except for the Boundless Sea and Wen Tianren.

Compared to the thin situation on the Boundless Sea side, Hu Ming had much more manpower on the Chaotic Star Sea side.

He made a rough arrangement and mobilized hundreds of foundation-building disciples with magical weapons to station themselves on various islands in the Chaos Star Sea to pay attention to the news.

In the past ten years, the Luanxing Sea side has received seven signals, one more than the Boundless Sea side.

The frequency of occurrence is quite similar, ranging from a few months to two or three years.

Analysis of the signals transmitted at the same time showed that in the past ten years, the number of Rahu's activities was thirty-two.

The short interval is only two months, and the long interval is about half a year.

Of course, these data are still somewhat insufficient and cannot be analyzed much.

However, what Hu Ming can use as a reference are some past records of the appearance of ghost mist in the Chaotic Star Sea, as well as the patterns of Rahu's activities recorded by the residents of the Land of Netherworld.

When Rahu is active, he often swallows some living beings into the land of the underworld. This is a rare opportunity for the residents of the underworld to obtain food from the outside world.

For this reason, in the land of the underworld, the laws and records of Rahu's activities are relatively complete.

Perhaps the records of a single village would be incomplete, but after Hu Ming visited most of the villages in the Land of the Underworld, the amount of relevant records he acquired was already considerable.

On the Chaotic Star Sea side, because they live in this sea environment, it is easier to observe the appearance of ghost fog than on the Boundless Sea side. Some records have also been left, and thanks to the efforts of Wen Tianren, the descendant of the Six Paths , now the data and rules are readily available.

There is also a convergence of these old and new data. Hu Ming, in fact, already has a general understanding of the law of Rahu's activities.

To put it simply, it is like a big fish, wandering freely in the sea of ​​​​the human world.

For tens of thousands of years, he wandered at will without any purpose, plan or rules. In one move, he could cross most of the human world.

Today, Hu Ming obviously cannot understand the meaning of this kind of existence and creature, but that does not prevent him from planning actions based on the observation data in the past ten years.

The Yinming magic circle in Storm Mountain can transmit messages. Similarly, without the spiritual energy, there is a high probability that it can also receive the signal of a magic weapon from outside.

As long as the signal is connected, Hu Ming will be able to determine the approximate location of his location.

In other words, as long as the signal is connected, he is either in the boundless sea or the chaotic star sea. When the time comes, he will come out directly.

It doesn't exist. It will be sent to a place too far away, causing some accidents.

It was also in this state that Hu Ming looked at the monk who was looking more and more delicate in his arms. After some thought, he finally set off.

Half a year later, in an unknown sea area, in an array of light formed by the condensation of spiritual power, a figure in a brocade robe emerged in the white light. He had a handsome face and a gentle expression, which made people feel astonished at a glance. The feeling of being attracted was exactly where Hu Ming was.

After coming out of the teleportation array, he looked around and his eyes stopped on a piece of black mist that spread thousands of feet not far away.

I looked at it twice, and my eyes sparkled slightly.

"Well done, take this elixir, practice hard, and strive to form the elixir." After Hu Ming confirmed the target, he waved his sleeves and dropped a few porcelain bottles to the two foundation builders standing there respectfully. In the hands of the disciple, before the words were spoken, the person had disappeared.

The two Foundation Establishment disciples who had benefited were left behind, with happy faces on their faces, and happily put away the porcelain vase and jade plate.

At the same time, he looked at the ghost mist and the man in brocade clothes who had disappeared.

Not much nonsense, just chewing on the roots of the tongue, very honest, and just ran away.

Then, the ghost mist expanded and spread again, and then quickly shrank. In the blink of an eye, the sea area became calm again.

The sky was clear and clear, as if nothing had happened.

On the other side, Hu Ming, who took the initiative to walk towards the ghost mist, was pulled by a suction force and reappeared in the gray world.

This time there was no spiritual energy in the ghost mist, and Hu Ming's magic power was not blocked immediately. He waited until the suction suddenly disappeared and threw him out of the dark cloud.

Entering the land of darkness filled with the spirit of the dead, the familiar feeling of being blocked by mana and consciousness reappeared.

But immediately, a dark wind appeared out of thin air, carrying Hu Ming and stopping in mid-air.

A faint light flashed in his eyes, and he glanced around. He didn't look familiar, but he didn't see anything noteworthy.

After scanning around, I didn't see anything worth noting, so I put out several improved Feng Qi bottles without much ink. This time, the Feng Qi bottles were made of Yin Ming Stone and Qing Qi, which can isolate spiritual power. Made from gold and stone. The capacity is therefore much smaller, but the blocking and isolation capabilities are much stronger.

In order to make up for the loss in capacity, the number was larger than last time, with a total of thirteen.

As for why it wasn't made bigger, it was because the technical accumulation was somewhat insufficient. Yinming Stone and Lapis Lazuli were both extremely difficult materials to forge.

The forging skills of the Yinming Stone inside are almost lost. It is estimated that there are only a few people in the human world who can forge it. Even he cannot process too much at one time.

The lapis lazuli is a material that has been almost extinct in ancient times. Now it is difficult to forge it with the Yinming Stone, which makes Hu Ming frown a little.

For this reason, in the end Hu Ming could only use quantity to make up for quality.

‘I just hope these bottles can work as expected. ’ Hu Ming thought to himself.

Jue Ling Qi is a good thing, at least it works quite well for Wan Sangu.

On the other side, there were not many ink marks. He completed the transformation smoothly and came out of the big black cocoon, changing from silver to black. There was a crying soul with a blood-colored evil ghost pattern on his back, and then he roughly selected it. direction, flying all the way.

The released Crying Soul returned to its old place, and naturally seemed a little happy at this time.

Standing on Hu Ming's shoulder, he jumped up and down excitedly. After a few moments, with Hu Ming's consent, he suddenly sprayed out a piece of silver light and caught several passing Yinming beasts.

As the rays of light swept past, these small Yin beasts were directly pulled out of black silk threads and turned into dry and flat corpses.

After completing a transformation, the power of this soul-crying soul-devouring spiritual light has obviously become much greater.

It's a pity that Hu Ming couldn't get anything from him due to his insufficient spiritual intelligence.

A few thoughts flashed through his mind. Before the corpse over there fell, it was rolled up by black tentacles and fell into a special storage bag in Hu Ming's hand.

I would say the two are well connected.

(End of this chapter)