Mortal: Settled in Mo Mansion at the beginning

Chapter 117 Yin Yang Cave

The Jinjing Auction held once every ten years is considered a small grand event in Dajin, and many people come.

Hu Ming was mixed in among them. After getting the cold marrow, he picked up the target and started to attack. In half a month, by the time the auction ended, twenty-seven Yuanying old monsters had been tricked.

The number is not that large, and most of them are casual cultivators or people from small sects.

After the auction ended, Hu Ming picked up a few of them and went to his sect as guests.

They are all a few small sects that although not very powerful and not very conspicuous in the Jin Dynasty, have some specialties and expertise.

There were those who were good at refining weapons, some who were good at formations, and some who were good at cultivating elixirs. Hu Ming came to look for them one after another, and briefly browsed through their sect's inheritance, classics, and their disciples.

After looking at everything, as usual, he made some adjustments to develop in a direction that would bring him some benefits.

By the way, I also gave some guidance to some talented disciples and saved some pills for their benefit. When he meets someone who is suitable, he will help him modify his skills.

And time is like this. More than half a year has passed quietly. In Hu Ming's unhurried manner, the sect forces behind the twenty-seven Nascent Souls, or the forces behind some relatives and friends, are all... Hu Ming came to the door to sort it out.

In terms of efficiency, it is not bad, but compared to the current world of immortal cultivation in Dajin, it is only a small bite.

Also benefiting from the prosperity of the Immortal Realm of the Great Jin Dynasty, the harvest is pretty good, including weapon refining skills, talisman making skills, formation books, elixir cultivation skills... all have benefits.

Under such circumstances, Hu Ming came out of a small sect's library and went back to handle some matters. Then, he turned back and continued to sort through the past.

One after another Yuanying old monster, one after another small and medium-sized sects, one after another, for him, there are some similar spiritual insights, life experiences, love and hatred,...

The more he handles, the more calm and comfortable he becomes in digesting various insights and research.

Various physiques and techniques were seen more and more, and his efficiency in handling them seemed to be getting faster and faster.

Spring went, autumn came and winter went again. In the blink of an eye, one spring and autumn came, and then another spring and autumn. Hu Ming kept following his friends to visit friends, all the way to the southern border of Shanxi.

Two more years passed before and after, but Hu Ming still looked so meek as he went all the way to the Dushengmen Library in Southern Shanxi to look through the jade slips.

There are many poisonous insects and miasma in Southern Xinjiang. As the main sect of Southern Xinjiang, the Poison Saint Sect is specialized in dealing with these poisonous insects, miasma and other things.

Poisonous poison can be regarded as a variant of beast control, but spells can also be regarded as ingenious. In the southern border of Shanxi, after many years of accumulation and adapting to local conditions, there are some good results.

Allowing Hu Ming to look through various classics in the Poison Saint Sect's Scripture Pavilion would yield some good benefits.

However, ordinary people like to read in peace, but his place is lively, with dozens of exotic orioles gathered around and chattering.

If you look closely, you can see that there are several long-famous Nascent Soul beauties from southern Xinjiang, as well as talented disciples of the Poison Saint Sect with special physiques, who are hanging around there at the moment.

Hu Ming, who was surrounded in the middle, was lying lazily on the edge of the weird desk, holding a jade slip in his hand and responding to the inquiry.

Amidst the chaos, there is something peaceful and leisurely like sitting alone in the valley, flipping through the pages of a book. It makes people feel strange to a certain extent when looking at it.

And if you look closely and listen carefully, you will also find that Hu Ming's place seems messy, but it seems to be quite orderly. Hu Ming has a response to everyone's questions and inquiries, and the person to whom he responds. After listening to it, I feel like I have some enlightenment.

Being able to have the opportunity to ask questions about various confusions in practice is naturally a good thing for practitioners. For this reason, it is no wonder that this place seems to be chattering and a bit noisy.

As for Hu Ming, multitasking is not a difficult task.

The questions to be answered are all simple and do not require much mental thought. You can deal with them with just a little bit of spiritual thought.

For this reason, he seemed relaxed at this time.

While answering questions, he can guide the female cultivator who is working hard to extract benefits to change the internal skills, and at the same time, he can study various poisonous poison secrets in the inheritance of the Poison Saint Sect.

In addition, he also estimated the time window for the Yin Yang Cave to weaken.

By the way, he returned to the side, observing the status of Linghu and Yinyue, and thinking about the upcoming Kunwu Mountain group.

All kinds of thoughts flashed and turned around in my heart, they were complicated and chaotic, but they seemed orderly.

Until this day, he received an invitation from the law enforcement elder of Jiuyou Sect, the rich old man, and the veteran monster of the Poison Saint Sect to set out. In addition, the great elder of the Yinluo Sect and the old devil Qian suddenly arrived in the southern border.

There is also news that the frightening wind in Yin Yang Cave has begun to weaken.

Several messages came one after another, letting Hu Ming, who was looking through the jade slips, know that the Kunwu Mountain dungeon was about to open.

Thinking about it in his heart, he was not in a hurry to set off, but still seemed to be taking his time to pack down a few cauldrons of good quality nearby, while reviewing various things.

Two days later, he was counting the time for the poisonous saint sect elder monster to set off, and then he got up and headed towards the Yin Yang Cave.

Although he set off a few steps late, he was a little different from the crowds over there who had to wait for others. With light equipment, he got there first.

I didn't have much thought to say hello to the team over there. I counted the time and got there, took a rough look at the situation, and moved forward.

As one of the Seven Jedi of the Jin Dynasty, the Yin-Yang Cave has a harsh environment.

Outside the cave is a miasma of poisonous insects, and inside the cave, a frightening wind that can blow away the souls of Nascent Soul monks and send them straight into reincarnation is blowing all year round.

However, these things naturally cannot affect Hu Ming much.

Lightly, he passed through the miasma of poisonous insects on the outside and entered the cave where the evil wind had weakened.

The entire cave looked like an abandoned mine that was riddled with holes. The chaotic mine tunnels were like an underground maze.

Stepping into it, I saw the aura on Hu Ming's body. In the blink of an eye, it was almost integrated with the sinister wind in the Yin and Yang Cave.

In the howling of the dark wind, Hu Ming seemed to have turned into a ball of howling wind, as if he was about to roar away with it.

But then I saw Hu Ming's figure whistling, trudging all the way up against the direction of the wind.

It was harmonious but strange. When they entered the depths of the cave, a Yin ghost that was only born in this rich Yin energy turned a blind eye to Hu Ming and allowed him to pass by.

The huge spiritual consciousness merged silently into the howling wind, allowing Hu Ming to find his way forward in this chaotic, maze-like cave.

On the way, I happened to meet Yin Zhima running around in the cave as if playing, so I met him on the way.

At the fork of the dark cave, Yin Zhima was playing. Suddenly a claw stretched out from the dark wind, grabbing it without any warning. Black and gray mana aura emerged, and several chains were condensed to bind it. The little thing was locked tightly and was caught by the claws and submerged into the dark wind, disappearing without a trace.

The rich old man who set off first was still bracing against the cold wind, scurrying around like headless flies.

It didn't hit here, it was grabbed silently, and then only the howling wind was left.

A huge corpse wolf not far away suddenly realized something was wrong, but he raised his head and looked around, but couldn't notice anything strange.

Finally, he stood up and walked in the direction where Yin Zhima disappeared, twitching his nose as if looking for traces of Yin Zhima.

But in the end, naturally, nothing was found. After an expanded search, they bumped into the rich old man and his group, and then got into a fight.

But these have nothing to do with Hu Ming, who grabbed Yin Zhima and continued to go deeper.

It was also such a small episode. After a brief tea break, we arrived at the deepest part of the Yin-Yang Cave, where the giant ancient teleportation array was located in the underground cave.

When you come in, you will see a huge green spiritual bamboo standing in the middle of the cave. On top of the green bamboo, there is a green-haired monkey-like Yaksha hanging.

He is covered in green fur, has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and two meaty bumps on his back. His breath seems to be absent.

Hu Ming looked over and saw that this Yaksha was a zombie, but he could not see any corpse aura, as if he had gone to the very depths with the corpse cultivator.

This is also true. Silver-winged Yaksha's magical power is not small, equivalent to the great monk of the Yuan Dynasty in the human race, and this guy has gone one step further and has already touched the realm of the golden moon corpse.

The Golden Moon Corpse is the highest level of corpse cultivator in the human world, equivalent to the human race's state of becoming a god.

But it's a pity that this guy is trapped in this underground cave, unable to absorb the moonlight and complete the final step of transformation.

For this reason, even though he had already cultivated to the point where he was almost a golden moon corpse tens of thousands of years ago, he was still trapped and died here.

At this moment, Hu Ming came in and saw this guy in a state of suspended animation, relying on deep sleep to kill the seemingly endless hours of silence.

After taking a few glances, Hu Ming turned his eyes and looked at the dozens of stone pillars with chains and black mummies tied around them.

It can be seen that the black mummy on the stone pillar was transformed into evil soul silk, or was refined into evil soul silk, and inside the stone pillar was a set of forbidden formations.

This forbidden formation is used to restrain Yaksha in the cave.

A gray-purple spiritual light appeared in his eyes. After looking at it for a while, he saw a corpse evil intruding into the stone pillar's restriction. It had obviously been refined a lot.

Seeing this, a few thoughts passed through my mind, and then I saw wisps of black and gray fire, which suddenly spread silently on the stone pillar.

The sleeping Yasha noticed the movement and suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of eyes made of pure silver.

Turning his eyes and looking around, he saw wisps of black and gray flames rising from the stone pillars, but no other figures were seen. There was some doubt in the eyes made of pure silver.

The next moment, silver light flashed on the two fleshy bumps on its back, and a pair of silver fleshy wings appeared, and then they suddenly flapped.

With a flash, the silver-winged Yaksha disappeared from its place, followed by a golden light that covered the world and shot out in all directions of the cave.

In the blink of an eye, this small cave was completely covered by this golden light.

But the golden light penetrated through, but there was nothing strange about it, and it could not be revealed.

Seeing this, the silver-winged Yaksha's face turned slightly ugly as he emerged from the wind escape state. But the movement did not stop. He reached out and grabbed it, and turned the black mummy on the stone pillar into gray threads, caught it in his hand, and then spilled it out.

Large pieces of black and gray silk threads pierced through the ground, covering the entire cave area.

After a while, when the silver-winged Yaksha, who still had nothing to gain, saw this, his face became more and more stern, followed by an angry roar, a flash of yellow light on his body, and he escaped into the ground.

Not long after, the silver-winged Yaksha appeared again, but it was already covered in golden scales, and its wings also turned into gold.

The pupils that were originally made of pure silver were turned into pale gold.

In the current environment of the human world, exerting the power of transformation requires the consumption of essence, and this Yaksha is no exception.

However, the current situation left him with no more choice.

The restriction used to ban him had already been mostly refined by him, but at this moment, someone joined in.

The person who came was hiding his head but his tail was exposed, but he seemed to have very good attainments in the formation. It took him tens of thousands of years to refine a level of progress, and he was caught up in a short time.

At the same time, the opponent was obviously not like him. He was restrained by this restriction and could not touch the core of the formation's restriction.

If you continue to let this guy go on like this, I'm afraid he will be controlled by others.

After consuming his essence and forcibly entering the golden moon corpse state, the pair of golden eyes turned and finally saw some traces.

The looming black-gray flame seemed to be spreading from a hidden corner on the edge of the cave.

Seeing this situation, the Yaksha did not hesitate to reach out and shoot out several thick gray lights, which disappeared into the black and gray evil soul thread in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the evil soul thread turned into a ball of light, and then wisps of golden light emerged.

Not long after, I saw the Yaksha throw the ball of light, and then, thousands of golden rays shot out from the ball of light, hitting the source of the black-gray flames.

A large piece of golden light shone in. At first, there was no movement, but after a while, the space was slightly shaking, as if something was about to be revealed.

Upon seeing this, Yaksha's eyes flashed fiercely, and then his golden wings flapped, and he disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, a big gray net came over the space and covered it head-on. At the same time, the Yaksha grabbed the shaking space with his claws.

At this moment, a pair of large hands, as white as jade, slender and well-jointed, reached out from the void to greet him.

With a grab without any pyrotechnics, the Yasha's golden claws were caught in his hand, followed by a large black-gray flame that spread upwards.

At the same time, Yasha felt an irresistible and terrifying force. He held his paw, pulled him over, rounded it with his backhand and smashed it to the ground.

boom! There was a loud noise, and a big pit appeared on the ground of the cave.

Yaksha, who was covered in a faint golden light, seemed to have been knocked unconscious. He was lying in the pit, looking a little confused.

Without waiting for him to react, the big white hand with clear joints reached out and grabbed a gray hill, and suddenly smashed it towards his head.

boom! There was another loud noise, and Yasha, who had not yet recovered, was even more dizzy from being hit.

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of loud noises, and Yasha, who was completely unconscious, had his whole head smashed and buried under the rock formation.

It was a specially selected place where there was no teleportation array pattern. At this time, Hu Ming smashed it mercilessly.

Amidst a series of loud noises, Yasha, who was knocked dizzy after being hit, roared violently, and a faint golden light appeared on his body. For a moment, he felt like he was indestructible.

Following the flutter of the golden flesh wings, the whole thing turned into a breeze and broke away from Hu Ming's hand.

The next moment, he stumbled and fell out of the void. Looking around, he saw five bloody rings emerging from his body, tying him there.

Immediately afterwards, black and gray chains were seen piercing through the dozens of stone pillars, connecting to the five bloody rings, and then spreading out.

In the blink of an eye, the Yasha, who was almost advanced, was tied tightly and fixed in mid-air.

Naturally, the Yasha refused to be tied up like this. At that moment, he began to roar and struggle, the golden light flashed, and he did not hesitate to use his energy to activate the power of the golden body that was comparable to the transformation of a god.

The terrifying huge force pulled the chains apart, causing them to rattle, but that was all.

This chain was formed by Hu Ming after refining a little bit of the power of the great formation. If this Yaksha could break free, he would not be left here to suffer.

Seeing that the guy was successfully tied up, Hu Ming threw the gray hill in his hand.

I saw the gray hill flash before falling on the Yaksha's head, emitting a black-gray spiritual light that seemed to echo with the chain.

Then, Hu Ming's lips moved slightly, and a sound like a Sanskrit began to echo in the cave.

Looking at Hu Ming's place again, you can vaguely see a faint nine-color Buddha light emerging.

It's just that this nine-color Buddha's light is filled with a layer of black and gray meaning, which seems not to be as bright as the serious Buddha's light.

The same is true for the Sanskrit-like sound, which seems to be like Sanskrit but has more evil charm. If you listen carefully, it sounds like some kind of scripture, but it definitely doesn't look like any existing Buddhist scripture.

Accompanied by this Sanskrit-like sound, strange runes like Buddhist inscriptions emerged from the nine-color Buddha light condensed bean statues, constantly drilling into the body of the Yaksha.

The five bloody rings that originally bound the Yaksha were quickly infected by the black-gray flames, and the aura flashed and continued to penetrate into his body.

"Ah! Damn bald donkey, stop reading! I'm going to kill you!" Suddenly, Yaksha, who was glowing with golden light, began to speak human words and cursed at Hu Ming.

In this situation, he had no other choice but to curse.

It's a pity that although this Yaksha has developed intelligence, he is trapped in such a place and his vocabulary is extremely weak. He scolds you with indifferent words such as "kill you".

Hu Ming counted the time, and naturally he would not stop at this time, but continued to mutter.

But it was also at this pass that suddenly, a green shadow came out and swooped towards Hu Ming.

A closer look revealed where the corpse wolf was. At this moment, in order to save Yaksha, he bit Hu Ming without hesitation, and was then tied there by black and gray chains that looked like they were drilled out of thin air.

Compared to Yaksha, who was transformed from the corpse of a god, this corpse wolf is not good at all. Now it is bound by the chain, and the weird Sanskrit sound affects it, and it was refined within two strokes.

After roaring for a while, he calmed down and squatted aside, without any movement.

On the other side, the Yaksha used the power of his golden body and consumed his essence to fight against the strange Sanskrit sounds, the formation chains, and the erosion of the black and gray flames, but he could not hold on for long.

Soon, the golden light on his body became dimmer and dimmer, and his ability to curse became weaker and weaker.

But along with it, the fierce light in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Kunwu Mountain is about to change. If you are willing to help me, I will swear by my inner devil to return your soul card to you afterwards." Hu Ming said suddenly.

One sentence could loosen this Yaksha's mind that was ready to go to extremes.

But naturally it’s not that easy to believe Hu Ming.

And Hu Ming doesn't need this guy's belief here. As long as this guy relaxes his mind, he will have a chance to refine it.

After all, he had touched an existence in the realm of divine transformation. It would be a lot of trouble to clean it up. Now if he didn't want to spend too much energy, he could only use these little tricks.

Over there, Yaksha was trapped in this cave that never saw the light of day. For tens of thousands of years, only the corpse wolf and Yin Zhima were with him, and no one spoke at all.

At this time, my mind was obviously not working very well.

Amidst Hu Ming's nonsense, he actually let go of some resistance and allowed Hu Ming to plant a restriction in his body.

But after the five-yuan extreme fire successfully invaded the soul in his body, it was obvious that this guy would not be able to control what happened next.

Hu Ming swore to himself that he would return the soul card to him afterward, but he never used such things to deal with people here.

But it has always been to convince people with virtue.

In the blink of an eye, Yasha, who had been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years, realized Hu Ming's virtue.

Amidst the screams, the soul was distorted.

Because he failed to absorb the moonlight, his soul failed to complete the final transformation, and he is still at the level of the Queen of Yuan.

Hu Ming couldn't resist the extreme fire that he had trained for many years.

After half a day, the screams stopped, and at the same time, the chains disappeared.

Yasha, who had been tied there for a long time and had been refining, also fell down.

His breath was obviously a little unstable, but his expression seemed stable. He raised his head and glanced at Hu Ming.

"You'd better remember the oath you swore." Yaksha said coldly, and then he sat down on his own, absorbing the yin energy to restore his strength.

"Oh, I'm a trustworthy person, so don't worry about that." Hu Ming said with a smile.

Then, he was not polite and started picking up all kinds of things there.

Silver-winged Yaksha has the two innate magical powers of wind and earth, and has tens of thousands of years of proficiency. This Yaksha has accumulated profound attainments in wind escape and earth escape.

In addition, everything about the golden moon corpse also has a lot of references to Hu Ming.

(End of this chapter)