The mobile immortality game was realized by me

Chapter 113 112. Sinners Carrying the Coffin, the Art of Summoning Spirits

The killing will end.

After the Daning cavalry had ridden all 130 and eight sects, there were no more disciples in the sect.

The sect's head teachers and elders all became the souls of Daning soldiers.

Ning An looked serious, looked at the generals of Daning below and said: "Put all the sacrificed soldiers into the coffin, and put the bones of the first batch of soldiers who came to Xihuang before finding them together, and then let these Xihuang I personally carried the coffin back to Daning for the crime of desolation."

Ning An never forgot the pleas made by the soldiers in the main hall with their last breath. They asked for nothing but the souls of the sacrificed brothers to return to their homeland.

"Yes!"

Wuling cavalry shouted in unison, they have no mercy on their faces, what kind of people come out of what kind of environment, the atmosphere of this place in Xihuang is bloody and cruel, and the weak eat the strong, and the commoners in this Xihuang land actually have such things in their bones Zongmen disciples are the same, but they don't have the same strength as them.

"Next, General Lian will be stationed here."

Ning An looked at Lian Po who was on the side again.

Lian Po nodded immediately, with a serious expression: "The last general takes orders!"

Then he said: "Report to the Heavenly Emperor, just now some soldiers under the last general found many natural medicinal herbs in Xihuang, and some of the horses ate these medicinal herbs by mistake. Not only did nothing happen, but the blood in the body was also greatly improved. In the end, I took some horses to experiment, and found that these natural medicinal herbs are much better than the forage that horses usually eat.”

"So the general suggested that these herbs can be planted in the army in large quantities, so as to improve the blood and physique of the horses."

Among the several major armies in Daning, the Wuling Cavalry is the only cavalry, and the only unit that needs the help of horses.

In this regard, Lian Po is naturally very concerned about the condition of the horses below.

Ning An didn't object, and nodded directly: "Okay, if you are a little thicker, you can have someone ship it to the flying boat. After I go back, I will let Mr. Bian Que see if it can be planted on a large scale in Shennong Valley."

"Obey!" Lian Po immediately retreated in a hurry, because it was a matter of Wuling cavalry, he couldn't wait for a moment.

Ning An told the soldiers on the side: "You all have a look around the Western Wilderness. If you find any rare and rare herbs, you can bring some samples back. When you return to Daning, you can also take a good look at them." Research research."

"Although this western wilderness is barren, the fittest survive. Some rare herbs may only grow in such a harsh environment."

Facing the special order of the Emperor of Heaven, the soldiers of Daning hurriedly clasped their fists in response, and went down to prepare one after another.

About an hour later, many soldiers boarded the flying boat with bags in their hands.

When they came down this trip, they almost emptied the entire Western Wilderness, especially in the wild and remote environment, which was their first choice, because such places are often the most likely to produce rare medicinal materials.

Ning'an didn't stay in Xihuang too much. Lian Po stayed here with a large army. Now, the southeast and west sides have belonged to Daning. According to the particularity of the Great Wall, it will definitely extend here on its own. Before the foggy world is unlocked, Xihuang will become the new frontier of Daning.

There were not many soldiers who returned to Daning with Ning An, and most of them carried all kinds of looted objects and herbs in their hands.

At the same time, there are criminals from the Western Wilderness carrying coffins and walking.

Although they carried the coffin very heavy and strenuous, they did not dare to express any complaints, for fear that a slack expression would cause death.

The whole journey was silent, when the flying boat returned to Daning mightily, Ning An stood on the bow and saw the territory of Daning, countless people spontaneously stood at the door of their house, welcoming the return of Ning An and others.

Their faces are sad, and there is no joy after victory.

After hearing the stories of those soldiers, many people in Daning felt touched, and some emotions were also touched by it, and they took the initiative to stand up to welcome the return of the heroic spirits.

Ning An silently looked at the people of Daning who were spontaneously waiting on both sides, and felt a little relieved in his heart. He always felt that it was worthwhile to protect these people.

Although they would be ridiculed as leeks on weekdays, after getting along for a long time, it will become more obvious that they are actually living people, not a bunch of data, but real existence.

It's just possible, within the scope of my understanding ability, I will treat them as data.

The longer he spent with them, the less Ning An felt that this was still a game world. He felt that this should be just another time and space. They were not aliens, not data, maybe he was.

The flying boat finally landed, and the people on both sides knelt down and bowed down after seeing Ning An.

Some soldiers took the coffins from those criminals in the Western Wilderness, and carried them to the ancestral hall specially built for the loyal souls.

Ning An watched the backs of the soldiers, and finally glanced at the rows of Daning citizens who were still kneeling on the ground, and said softly: "Get up, everyone, you have a heart."

The citizens of Daning who were kneeling on the ground heard it, and they pretended to be brave and said: "As a citizen of Daning, we are protected by the Emperor of Heaven. These are nothing, they should be done, and they are the only things we can do."

Ning An nodded, then turned around and flew towards the palace hall.

Sitting in the hall, he shook his head to dissipate excess distracting thoughts, and then continued to meditate.

What he has to do now is to improve his cultivation, and then prepare for the All Heavens Arena three months later. He wants to fight and earn more spirit coins.

Without thinking about it, Ning An sat cross-legged and began to slowly absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

This state did not last long, and in reality, it seemed that someone finally remembered him.

"Mr. Ning, someone said he was an acquaintance of yours and came to see you."

Ning An turned his attention away from the game and looked at the knocked door.

Claiming to be an acquaintance of his own, and not citing his name, and being able to let the outside staff let him in, Ning An became a little more curious about this acquaintance he had never met before.

"it is good."

Ning An stood up, opened the door, and the first thing he saw was the staff in the museum. However, these people are in a strange state, they look listless, their eyes are dull, like the living dead.

Ning An sensed that something was wrong, and his heart was filled with vigilance.

"Hehe, we meet again."

Behind the working crowd, a figure came in, but he was wrapped in a black coat, so that he couldn't see his appearance and figure.

It's just that the voice is cold and hoarse, without a trace of emotion.

Ning An recalled it carefully, and confirmed that he did not know the so-called acquaintance in front of him, but the other party not only claimed to be an acquaintance, but also said that they met again. Could it be that they really met?
"You go down."

The figure wrapped in a black robe spoke to the staff next to him.

Then, these staff members turned and left with blank eyes, without saying a word.

These people seem to be controlled by some method...

Ning An was thoughtful, but he was surprised that today's Federation, as a whole, is not as good as Xiuxian, and the channel is still driven by himself.

In the absence of other superfluous methods of cultivating immortals, what kind of means can control these staff?
At this moment, Ning An was really curious.

The black figure didn't give a shit either, after the staff all retreated, he also slowly pulled off the black robe.

She was dressed in a plain white robe, which looked a bit quaint, obviously not the material of the current era. Her hair was very long, covering her head and face, and the most important thing was that pair of white eyeballs with an icy aura.

Adding all these together, it is undoubtedly telling Ning An that it is not a human being.

It is indeed not human, and Ning An is indeed familiar with it. This guy is the weird one who was robbed of his room in the wooden house at that time, and then hid behind the crack of the door to spy on him every day...

It's just that he didn't expect that this guy who had been avoiding him all this time would come to him on his own initiative this time, and he also has the ability to manipulate others.

But this ability to control should not be strong, otherwise, it would not have avoided itself last time, and it was still on its own territory.

Ning An thought about it, and then looked at the weird thing in front of him. If this thing came from bad people, he would kill him directly, no nonsense.

It seemed to see a fierce light in Ning An's eyes. It looked at Ning An and said hastily, "My name is Bai Wuchang, and I come from the Underworld..."

Ning An was slightly taken aback, his eyes widened, Bai Wuchang would be so weak?
Without saying a word, Ning An's eyes became more puzzled.

According to the historical records of mythology, even if the character Bai Wuchang is not strong, he is definitely not weak, at least not so weak that he was controlled to death by a Nascent Soul stage self.

Bai Wuchang was used to the ways of the world, so he could completely read Ning An's thoughts from his eyes.

He sighed and explained: "Today's Great Xia Federation used to be a world of gods, and our underworld is one of them, leading all ghosts and gods in the underworld..."

"Later, when the Dharma-ending era came, the spiritual energy was exhausted, and the gods disappeared one after another. Gradually, the gods were forgotten by the world, but I don't know why I left them here..."

"I seem to have fallen into a deep sleep and had a long, long dream. When I woke up, the outside world had changed and became the master of you humans, but you are really weak..."

"Hehe, maybe I'm not qualified to say that you are weak, because now I don't have aura in my body. Compared with you, I am weaker."

"I have been looking for a way to revive my spiritual energy, to regain the former glory of the gods, and to open up lost worlds, but to no avail, until...your appearance..."

Speaking of this, Bai Wuchang's white eyeballs obviously brightened, with more color, and he looked at Ning'an, as if he was sizing up a treasure.

Looking at Ning An, it said: "I don't know how you obtained the Qi training method and how you led the world into the era of cultivating immortals, but you gave me hope. I found that with the increase in the number of practitioners, this The world that has been depleted of spiritual energy seems to have revived again?"

"The most important thing is that I also feel that the long-sealed hell is trembling, and the gate to the netherworld seems to be reopening again..."

Bai Wuchang babbled a lot, but Ning An listened silently, not knowing whether it was true or not.

But this Bai Wuchang looks really weak at this time, but such a weak person can control the words and deeds of other people.

You know, all the staff in this exhibition hall have successfully established their foundations, and with the blessing of aura, they can avoid these strange auras from invading their bodies.

But facing an equally weak Bai Wuchang, they were controlled without even realizing it.

This shows that this white impermanence should still retain some of its former characteristics.

"Ning'an, come with me, let's open the gate of the underworld together, and let the Nether Land see its glory again!"

Bai Wuchang took a few steps forward with a crazy tone.

Ning An squinted at it, with a calm and indifferent expression: "Why should I go with you, and why should I open the gate of some hell for you?"

Bai Wuchang was stunned, thought for a while, and then said: "The underworld was in charge of all affairs in the underworld during the gods' time. All living beings will return to the underworld after death, and go to report. Moreover, because of its special nature, the underworld has a certain meaning. Generally speaking, it is a taboo place for the gods, a place they cannot step into."

"So, if there is an opportunity to step into the underworld, no one will choose to refuse. In the past, you couldn't enter even if you wanted to, but now, it is also an opportunity for you. I need to use your hand to open the gate of the underworld. gate, and you will be able to enter and leave the underworld at will."

After hearing this, Ning An slowly shook his head: "I feel like you are empty-handed. In the past, you wanted to enter the underworld, after all, it was in front of your eyes. Now that your spiritual energy is exhausted, and the gods in the underworld are gone, what's the use of going in?"

Hearing this, Bai Wuchang hurriedly said: "Who says it's useless? Although the spiritual energy has been exhausted, and the gods and ghosts are gone, those treasures in the underworld are still sealed in the vault! Don't you want to get them?"

Ning An's eyes lit up instantly when he heard the word "baby". This is indeed a point that can arouse his interest.

But more than that, Bai Wuchang continued to say: "Apart from the baby, there is another important point... don't you have any relatives or friends who want to be resurrected?"

"The underworld is the place to manage ghosts. Even if you can't achieve real resurrection, you can still let the ghosts of your relatives and friends stay with you forever..."

Resurrection... Accompany...

Ning An was taken aback for a moment. After hearing this for many years, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this. He was silent for a while. He looked at Bai Wuchang and asked, "My grandfather left three years ago. Is it really okay?" ?”

Bai Wuchang looked at Ning An's serious eyes, his expression froze for a moment, and then said softly: "If it was in the past, it would definitely be possible, but now... I'm not sure, because the underworld is gone, and the ghost after death I can't guarantee where Ling went again."

"But I know that there is a book of life and death in the underworld. This thing existed when the chaos first opened. If you can find the book of life and death, you should be able to find out the state of your grandfather after death and where he went..."

　I'm a little tired today, that's all. After get off work every day, I become the Emperor of the Liver. I have updated my million words for ten days in a row. I really can't move my liver. I feel a little tired both physically and mentally. I need to take it easy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)