Pastoral pamper: Cultivating the field, cultivating immortals, giving birth to cubs

Chapter 497
Since he is in the illusion, he must break the illusion.

But how to break through the illusion?
Mu Nuan'an and Ling Moyun followed the quiet path to a dark city.

The towering city stands in the darkness, as if it has merged with the darkness.

The city wall is made of huge black stones, and a huge black stone plaque hangs on the dark city gate.

On the black stone plaque, "Netherworld City" was written flying and dancing.

"We're here." Ling Moyun's voice was a little cheerful.

Mu Nuan'an looked at the city in front of her, her pupils shrank suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Feeling the sticky sweat on his palms, Ling Moyun looked at Mu Nuan'an and asked nervously.

Mu Nuanan shook her head, "Nothing."

For some reason, she always felt that the city that existed in the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners was a smaller version of the "Nether City".But it could also be an illusion.

She shook her head, trying not to think wildly.

"Let's go in." Mu Nuan'an looked up at Ling Moyun and said.

"Okay." Ling Moyun held her little hand tightly.

The two walked side by side to this place called "Nether City".

On the way, Mu Nuan'an learned that Ling Moyun introduced the city to Mu Nuan'an, because he was in the city when he woke up, so he was quite familiar with the city.

But Ling Moyun had a feeling, a familiar feeling emanating from the depths of his soul.

As if he had lived here for a long time.

Not only did he have such a feeling, but Mu Nuan'an also had this weird feeling.

But neither of them spoke, they walked in the city silently.

The quaint streets are lined with various shops on both sides of the street, but none of them are open.There is a bluestone slab under his feet, and Mu Nuanan stepped on the bluestone slab, but he felt some memory was about to move.

The two walked along the street to the center of the city, where a huge square was located.

There are six stone pillars erected around the square, and six black-bottomed flags with different patterns are tied to the stone pillars.The flag was drooping feebly.

The silence around the square was a little strange, as if after entering the city, even the wind stopped whistling.

And in front of the square, there seems to be an existence similar to the City Lord's Mansion in this city.

Mu Nuan'an and Ling Moyun walked up the steps leading to the city lord, and hundreds of steps connected the square and the city lord's mansion.

Looking down from a height, it seems that the entire square can be seen.

The square presents a hexagonal star, each stone pillar corresponds to a corner, and each stone pillar is tied with a flag with no pattern, and the flag is hung high on the stone pillar.

And on the ground in the center of the square, there is a pattern that looks like a circle, but is more complicated than a circle.

The ravines are arranged in a special way, connecting circular patterns and hexagonal stone pillars.

Mu Nuanan squinted her eyes, staring at the strange pattern in the center of the square.

This circle seems to be drawn with some ancient and mysterious characters, not a simple line.

The lines formed by the text are criss-crossed, and the first digits are connected.Can not find the source, but can not find the end.

Just when Mu Nuanan was struggling with what this meant, Ling Moyun beside her closed her eyes.

While meditating, Ling Moyun squirmed her thin lips. The lips opened and closed very fast, and she couldn't see the shape of her mouth, let alone hear the sound.

Mu Nuan'an tilted her head and thought about it, and when she was about to ask Ling Moyun, she found that he was in meditation.

She sighed, walked down the steps slowly, came to the hexagonal platform, squatted down, and tried to see if it was as she had guessed.

Sure enough, as she expected, the mysterious patterns on the square are not composed of simple lines, but are connected by an ancient and mysterious text.

However, this kind of writing is similar to Sanskrit in Buddhist language, and Mu Nuan'an didn't understand what it meant.

Mu Nuan'an looked up at Ling Moyun who was still meditating. Obviously, he understood this kind of writing.

As for why she understands, Mu Nuan'an doesn't know.

As a result, Mu Nuan'an seemed a little bored, not only did she not understand what these patterns meant, but she hadn't dabbled in Sanskrit.

So she could only pass the time boredly, waiting for Ling Moyun's movement.

……

Mu Nuan'an, who was isolated from the world, didn't know that at the same time, Penglai Xiandao.

A group of mysterious and powerful experts suddenly descended, causing quite a commotion.

A storm is brewing across the Continent of Comprehension.

This is the calm before the storm.

And Penglai Xiandao, which is hundreds of thousands of miles away, is also in a moment when the mountains and rain are about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

But she, who was in the vortex of this struggle, did not have this kind of self-awareness.

At this time, she was sitting cross-legged on the ground practicing.

……

Suddenly, Ling Moyun opened his eyes, and a dark light flashed in them.

Ling Moyun was suspended in the air, and teleported to Mu Nuan'an.

"Nuan An, I understand."

Mu Nuanan was puzzled, "What do you know?"

"You know how to break through the illusion, just wait and see."

Ling Moyun hugged her waist and brought her to the sky, where she was also suspended in the sky.

Mu Nuan'an stood sideways beside Ling Moyun, side by side with him.

I saw Ling Moyun hooking the corners of his mouth charmingly, and suddenly, he raised his arm and pinched a spell.

The surrounding spiritual energy suddenly surged towards him like crazy, gradually forming a spiritual vortex.

The hem of the clothes was automatic without wind. Gradually, the wind became stronger and stronger, and the sound of the wind whistled past my ears.The flags on the stone pillars rustled as they were blown.

Even Mu Nuan'an's dress was blown up by the wind.

Mu Nuan'an couldn't help getting closer to Ling Moyun.

The spiritual power is really too majestic, but despite this, the rich spiritual power keeps gathering towards this side, and is finally sucked into the spiritual power vortex.

I don't know what Ling Moyun did, but suddenly the wind stopped, and the flag seemed to have lost its power, and fell down.

Ling Moyun kept chanting something, flipped his palms, and a black seal was formed. The seal became bigger and bigger, and finally it was so big that it covered the entire square.

The huge French seal covered the square, and finally enveloped the hexagonal square.

The black breath turned into six points and quickly fell into the corresponding stone pillars.

The stone pillars on the platform suddenly burst into black light.The six flags were instantly surrounded by black air, and the patterns on the flags were faintly shiny.

Just being hidden under the black gas, Mu Nuan'an couldn't see what happened.

Just as the black air gradually dissipated, the six banners suddenly ignited spontaneously, but before the time came, the banners were burned to nothingness.

Only a pinch of ashes remained.

After the six flags spontaneously ignited, a wave of energy visible to the naked eye flowed down the stone pillar, and the magic circle carved on the stone pillar was instantly activated, and then emitted a dazzling light.

Mu Nuan'an squinted her eyes and continued to look at this weird scene.

Then she saw six bright white rays of light and six black auras bursting out from the magic circle.

Even though Mu Nuan'an's heart was full of turmoil, she still remained silent on the surface.

(End of this chapter)