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Chapter 114 113. The Yin-Yang Mirror, the Disappearing Gods
Ning An didn't have many friends, and his relative was his grandfather who passed away a few years ago.

Now after hearing the news about the book of life and death from Bai Wuchang, he admitted that he was tempted.

When a person is strong, many ordinary desires will also be reduced, and feelings will also be weak.

But Ning An may have some of the former, but absolutely not of the latter.

It's not that there is so much love and righteousness, it's just that when I feel that I can do many things that ordinary people can't do, there will always be a little thought in my heart, more like a kind of obsession.

"How to get to the underworld?"

Ning An looked at Bai Wuchang.

Seeing Ning An looking over, Bai Wuchang heaved a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his pale face, it finally persuaded the man in front of him.

"follow me."

Bai Wuchang said, put on the black robe again, and walked out, Ning An silently followed.

After leaving the exhibition hall, Ning An bid farewell to the closed courtyard.

The outside world has changed drastically.

He saw many people in the sky, they were no longer airplanes, but immortal cultivators flying in the sky. After practicing Qi and building foundations, there were more and more people building foundations. Continue to practice hard, while some people use this ability to play around and chase.

The gap between them is not obvious now, but it will definitely be gradually widened in the future.

Bai Wuchang led the way, Ning An followed, and finally arrived at the cemetery.

"Here is the gate of the underworld?"

Ning An looked at Bai Wuchang in surprise. He had stayed here for a long time, but he didn't even feel that this was the gate leading to the underworld. He always felt that this place was like home...

Bai Wuchang nodded slightly: "Naturally, the gate leading to the underworld is not so easy to find. This is also the reason why the spiritual energy is exhausted now. If it were left in the past, let alone the gate, you would not even be able to enter the area around the cemetery."

Ning An didn't speak, and continued to walk forward with Bai Wuchang, and they came to a cemetery.

There were many tombstones in the cemetery, and when Ning An approached, he heard a lot of laughter. After careful observation, the laughter came from the black and white photos on the tombstones. The laughter of these lonely ghosts made people's hair stand on end at night.

However, when Ning An approached and they saw clearly, the smiles on their faces disappeared instantly, and the photos of the faces on the tombstone were all turned away...

Bai Wuchang looked at these photos: "..."

Seemingly feeling that this was embarrassing, Bai Wuchang looked back at Ning An again, and explained: "They are usually shy, and they are embarrassed to see strangers."

Ning An squinted at it, but didn't speak.

Bai Wuchang led him to the deepest part of the cemetery.

As it went deeper, the light inside became darker and darker.

Under Ning An's gaze, he could see a layer of mist covering the surrounding area of ​​the cemetery, especially the deepest part, which provided the best covering effect.

For Ning An, he is a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he can see through the mist, but if an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator came, he might not be able to notice anything.

The road quickly came to the end, where there was a tree with a crooked neck, lifeless, it looked like it was withered, and it looked like it would fall down at any time.

Bai Wuchang walked under the tree with crooked neck, put his hands on the trunk, and resonated with that tree.

A series of black wavy patterns emanated from the trunk, but the strange thing was that it didn't have any fluctuations in spiritual power.

"This is the unique yin energy of the underworld, which is different from the spiritual energy of the world."

Bai Wuchang explained without turning his head, as if he had expected Ning An to have such doubts.

Ning An nodded, but did not speak.

Bai Wuchang put his hands against the crooked neck tree like this, and soon, these wavy patterns that appeared continuously formed an illusory black gate.

The gate is just a prototype, and it seems to be carved with some strange stone patterns around it. On these patterns, you can vaguely see some strange or solemn ghosts.

Ning An couldn't see clearly anymore, because they were false and real, as if they were about to disappear at any moment.

"Follow me, I don't know what's going on inside now..."

Bai Wuchang suddenly made a sound.

Ning An could tell that his tone became very excited, very nervous, full of anticipation and apprehension.

Without speaking, Ning An followed directly.

When the body stepped into the black door, Ning An felt as if he was separated from the outside world, and he seemed to have entered another dimension.

This field is very strange, it is very dark and cold, as if all the evils in the world are concentrated here, but it also gives people a sense of justice and strictness, full of contradictions of the purest awe-inspiring justice in the world.

Ning An felt even more like he had entered the game world.

There’s this similar sense of familiarity there too.

"I might not get used to it for the first time. It's okay. I haven't been in for so many years, and it's the same as you."

"After all, it is the place where the dead stay. According to your human science, ghosts are weightless, so they can naturally adapt to the environment here."

Bai Wuchang said in front, his body swayed a little when he walked, he seemed to be unsteady on his feet, as if he hadn't adapted to the environment inside all of a sudden.

Ning An gave him a sideways glance, and then walked around in the darkness independently.

Bai Wuchang was taken aback, how could this guy adapt faster than himself?It's like coming home...

He kept silent, muttered in his heart, and then walked inside, saying: "Wait, I remember that the eternal light seems to be in this position..."

Bai Wuchang tried his best to recall the memory images that had been sealed in his mind for a long time. He hesitated and walked to a place, and touched the darkness with his hands.

In the end, he turned his head to look at Ning An with embarrassment: "It's here, but it needs a little spiritual energy..."

Ning An silently glanced over there.

Bai Wuchang's memory was not wrong, there was indeed a stove with an extinguished lamp hanging there.

He waved his hand, and a ray of spiritual energy rushed towards that side.

The ever-burning lamp was lit instantly, and the entire dark space was illuminated. The black mist dissipated instantly, and everything seemed to become a new world.

Ning An looked at this place again.

This is a dilapidated hall, even some courtyard pillars have collapsed, and some are left in half, and the green bricks on the ground are also scarred and broken, with many broken traces.

Here, it's like going through a big battle.

Bai Wuchang looked at all this in a trance, he turned around slowly, trying to remember every item inside.

Ning An casually looked at it for a while, then looked at Bai Wuchang, and said the key point of this trip: "Where is the baby?"

Bai Wuchang's stiff face became even stiffer...

Then he pointed to a place: "There is..."

Ning An immediately walked over after hearing this.

It was a hidden door on the wall with ghost faces painted on it. When the hidden door was opened, there was darkness and nothingness inside, and Ning An couldn't see what was inside. It seemed to be a bottomless black hole, maybe another distant space.

Bai Wuchang said from behind: "The treasury is here, but you can't get it, because your current cultivation base is still a bit low, you need..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Wuchang shut his mouth instantly.

Because he saw that Ning An took out a mirror from inside with one hand.

The slap in the face seems to come a little fast...

Bai Wuchang was very puzzled, why he could take out the treasure that had been sealed for a long time from it so easily, it was very unscientific.

Ning An just kept playing with it with his hand, when he felt a hand stretched into the pool, the pool was very big, there seemed to be many fish swimming by below, all of them were slippery and hard to catch.

He casually reached out to fish for it, and in the end he caught such a thing and brought it up.

The back of this ancient mirror is also engraved with some unfamiliar lines. The mirror surface is nothingness without a trace of light. Holding it in the hand, one can clearly feel a biting coldness.

This thing is hell...

Bai Wuchang also walked up with a curious face. There are too many treasures in the underworld, and he doesn't know what Ning An got.

"Yin-yang mirror?!"

After Bai Wuchang got close to him, his eyes widened, and his volume obviously increased by countless decibels.

Ning An glanced at him silently: "Very powerful?"

Bai Wuchang opened his mouth wide, looked at him stupidly, and didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, he came back to his senses: "This thing is still in the underworld?"

Ning An was a little curious: "You don't even know if your own things are there?"

Bai Wuchang shook his head: "This treasury is different. In the past, when the mansions of the underworld and gods were still there, the things in the treasury were not something that could be taken at will. Everything depends on chance."

"We know that there is a yin and yang mirror in it, but we don't know if it is still there. In those years, the gods took a lot of things from it. They may not have told others about the good things they got. At that time, everyone was curious about the whereabouts of the yin and yang mirror. , I wonder if it was taken away by someone, but it’s just that I didn’t say anything..."

"It turns out...it's always inside, and it's cheaper for you..."

While talking, Bai Wuchang muttered again: "How could you get the yin and yang mirror, it's unbelievable..."

Ning An didn't know the function of the Yin-Yang Mirror, but he could feel from Bai Wuchang's tone that it should be quite powerful.

He asked in his mouth, "So what does it do?"

Bai Wuchang immediately said: "In the past, when the gods were still there, the yin and yang realms were separated. Even the great powers of the yang realm could not easily come to the yin realm. If they really came, they would have to pay a price."

"And the Yin-Yang mirror is the only treasure that can help the great powers come to the underworld without damage. This thing, many great powers were thinking about it at the time."

"Moreover, it can not only help the power of the Yang Realm to lead to the Yin Realm, but also help the Yin Soul to go to the Yang Realm..."

When Bai Wuchang said this, he said softly: "That is to say, if you have a good relationship with the ghosts in this underworld, as long as you can persuade them, you can pull them to the Yang Realm through this mirror Fighting for you."

"The most taboo thing about this thing is this place, so at that time there was a great suggestion to find a way to find the yin and yang mirror, and then destroy it, so that no one can get it."

"Think about it, if there are two great powers fighting, one of them unfortunately falls, and the ghost goes to the underworld, and you have the yin and yang mirror in your hand, at this time, can you find him and say to help him return to the underworld?" The world will fight again, and you can also take this opportunity to ask for benefits from him..."

After listening to Bai Wuchang's words, Ning An's expression gradually became serious, from being disapproving at the beginning to becoming more cautious.

If Bai Wuchang's words are correct, then this thing in his hand is indeed very dreadful.

While Bai Wuchang was talking here, he suddenly smiled bitterly, looking helpless, and seemed a bit gloating.

He looked at the mirror, then looked at Ning An, and said, "But you are also very unlucky. If you lived in our time, you could turn yourself over by relying on the yin and yang mirror, but now, the hell is gone, and the gods have disappeared. , The nineteenth and eighteenth floors of purgatory are empty, even if you have a yin and yang mirror, what's the use of it? Who will you call out to help you in the battle?"

Ning An glanced at Bai Wuchang silently: "If the underworld is gone, where do people go after death?"

Bai Wuchang shook his head: "I don't know either. If only I knew, I wouldn't be alone in a trance for so long, and I wouldn't be completely devoid of aura like now."

Seeing that nothing came out of the question, Ning An turned his attention back to the mirror in his hand.

He communicated with the mirror in his hand with his spiritual consciousness.

Yin Yang Mirror also quickly gave feedback.

He could feel a soft light emanating from the mirror, slowly wrapping himself up.

This light gives people a very soft and comfortable feeling.

He continued to try to communicate.

The consciousness gradually sank into the mirror.

His state at the moment is as if his soul is out of his body, roaming in a void space with a strange perspective.

In reality, his real body has not been affected, and he can still communicate and talk normally.

Consciousness floated aimlessly in the space in the mirror, not knowing what to do.

Until, in the dark space, a hand suddenly rose and grabbed his wrist.

A low-level cold voice came from the darkness: "Take me away."

Ning An was startled, and looked in the direction of the voice. In the darkness, he vaguely saw a skeleton.

Its body has long since rotted away, and what grabs it is also a white bone arm.

Ning An looked at it silently, not feeling any danger, and asked subconsciously, "How do I bring it?"

The skeleton immediately said: "Give me a drop of your blood, and I will accompany you to conquer the Three Realms."

A drop of blood is exchanged for a companion, and it is still a battle in the Three Realms.

This kind of ambition made Ning An a little confused, as if he couldn't think that such words would come from a skeleton mouth.

He thought about it, and then he bit his finger, and a drop fell on the mirror immediately.

This drop of blood fell into the mirror, as if it had fallen into a bottomless pit, but it found the current position of Ning An's consciousness very accurately.

Blood floated in the darkness, rushing towards the skeleton.

With a flash of red light, the blood quickly sank into the forehead of the skull, and the entire yin and yang mirror also flashed with brilliance at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Bai Wuchang's eyes widened again.

My mouth kept yelling, what the hell...

What are you doing? This is...

(End of this chapter)