Artifacts to cultivate immortals

Chapter 379 Hundred Ghosts Night Walk
No.70 After the two illusions were shattered, Mu Ping'er found himself on the opposite side of the statue formation.

Mu Ping'er couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart, as expected, he has been cultivating for 50 years without realizing it, if he hadn't cultivated immortality, he would already be half a century old.

Mu Ping'er looked back at the statue array, and found that there were bones under each statue in the statue array, none of which were left by monks who had successfully entered the array.

Mu Ping'er was horrified, and was about to leave, but saw that after she broke through, the whole group of statues began to emit a burst of white light, and soon the white light gathered together and directly bathed her body.

This white light is of great benefit to him, Mu Ping'er knew it intuitively, and quietly waited for the white light to dissipate.

After about a quarter of an hour, the white light gradually dissipated, and Mu Ping'er found that her spiritual consciousness had been strengthened again, and now her spiritual consciousness was no worse than that of ordinary Nascent Soul.

Suddenly, Mu Ping'er found that the induction jade pendant in the fortune bottle was emitting a bright light.

Mu Ping'er quickly took out the induction jade pendant, someone must have found the location of the water in the underworld, and directly exploded the induction jade pendant to guide her.

Northeast direction!

Mu Ping'er walked in the direction guided by the jade pendant, and it happened that the earth element fragments were also in that direction. This time she did not put away the jade pendant, after all, a monk had already blew the jade pendant.

Moreover, it is very close to his own position, if he puts away the jade pendant, it will be more likely to arouse others' suspicion.

Mu Ping'er looked at the sky, it seemed that it would be dark soon, but before dark, he should be able to reach the direction pointed by the jade pendant, Mu Ping'er directly drove the Tongtian Spirit Boat, and rushed to that direction at full speed.

This road is full of rocky beaches, strangely, there are no monsters, not even a tree or a blade of grass.

Within half an hour, Mu Ping'er heard the sound of gurgling water!

Then I saw a huge sea of ​​blood-red flowers!
The other shore flower!Scarlet, like blood, beautiful, coquettish!

According to the legend, it grows on the edge of the Yellow Spring, "the flowers bloom without leaves, the leaves do not see the flowers, the flowers and leaves do not see both, love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death" the soul-inducing flower!

The Bianhua, which is said to only exist on the Huangquan Road in the underworld, actually blooms on the bank of this river, and the river is rolling in, it is Huangquan water!

"Mu Daoist, you are actually nearby?" Kong Zisi immediately went up to meet Mu Ping'er. It turned out that it was Confucius who exploded the induction jade pendant.

Speaking of which, Confucius Si was much luckier than Mu Ping'er. Almost as soon as he entered this secret realm, he arrived at the most core place where the terrain would never change, and where the Yellow Spring Water was located.

But even so, it took Confucius several days to find this yellow spring water. He didn't expect that he just blew himself up and found the sensory jade pendant just a moment later, and the wooden bottle came up.

When Confucius blew himself up to feel the jade pendant, he also used the jade pendant to send a message to all his colleagues so that they could not use it. After all, Huangquan water is very important to Mu Ping'er and himself, but it is almost worthless to other monks.

"It's also a fluke." After Mu Ping'er saw that it was Confucius Si, she was a little relieved. Although the monks of Yingtian Academy seemed to be honest and gentlemen, they knew people and knew their faces but they didn't know their hearts!

"How do I get this yellow spring water?" Confucius felt a little worried when he saw the yellow spring water rushing away.

Although yellow spring water is called water, it is not actually a liquid!
There is a folk saying that Huangquan water is composed of twelve longevity, namely longevity, bathing, crown belt, official, imperial prosperity, decline, illness, death, tomb, death, fetus, and nourishment.

To be precise, Huangquanshui is actually made up of various emotions!
Mu Ping'er stood beside the rolling river, as if every drop of yellow spring water contained the feelings of a dead person, the life of a dead person!
As the saying goes, one flower, one world!

And this yellow spring water contains the life experiences and feelings of every deceased person!

But how to take this kind of thing between the virtual and the real, not only Confucius is worried, but even Mu Ping'er is very melancholy!
And the sky is getting darker and darker, and it will be night again soon!

"Let's wait until tomorrow to find a solution. There is no danger in this area. The more it is like this, the more it means that the crisis is hidden in the night."

Looking at the darkening sky, Confucius couldn't help but say, this is a story from experience, in this mysterious realm of spirit withering, the safer the place is during the day, the more dangerous it is at night.

"It makes sense, but there is an open space here, where can I go?" Mu Ping'er looked around, and there was no place to hide.

"Wait a moment." Confucius took out a small wooden house, placed it on the open space, and then arranged a formation to surround the wooden house.

"Fellow Daoist Mu shouldn't worry about me." Confucius smiled and looked at Mu Ping'er.

"No." Mu Ping'er entered the wooden house with a smile, she just wondered if she was the only person in the world of cultivating immortals who didn't know how to arrange any formations at the golden core stage.

After Mu Ping'er entered the hut, he found that the hut was furnished in a very Confucian style, with a cup of tea, an oil lamp, a row of bookshelves, pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Mu Ping'er looked worriedly at the darkening sky outside the window, and she had a bad premonition in her heart that this night might not be too peaceful.

The sky outside is getting darker and darker, and the Yin Qi outside is getting stronger and stronger!
The other shore flowers all over the shore suddenly withered and withered!And under every Bianhua flower, a pale-faced evil ghost emerges!

Under the moonlight, her pale face, bloodshot eyes, and withered hands floated off the ground!

Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!

No, it's not just a hundred ghosts, there are thousands of ghosts!
I saw that most of these ghosts threw themselves into the water of the Yellow Spring one after another. These ghosts stepped into the big river as if they were unconscious.

And those ghosts were swallowed by the yellow spring water one by one, and those ghosts didn't even let out a scream!
Seeing this weird scene, Mu Ping'er and Confucius Si turned pale!
The wind outside the window whimpered louder and louder.

That sound seemed to be biting the window sill of this hut!

The sound of "squeak, squeak" made both of them feel creepy.

All of a sudden, some of the ghosts who had thrown themselves into the Huangquan water turned around and left the queue, as if they sensed the anger of that wooden house.

Come straight to this wooden house!Pairs of eyes with wisps of will-o'-the-wisp stared closely at the small window on the wooden house, as if they could see Mu Ping'er and Confucius Si.

"Get ready to fight!" Mu Ping'er said, of course she knew that there was a formation outside the hut, but it was impossible for this formation to stop the evil spirits who came forward!
(End of this chapter)