I use technology to revitalize the underworld

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly, and slowly reviewed the text that Yan Wangyin shared with him in his mind.

This is a more than 1-word nameless practice method.

There are no punctuation marks throughout the text in traditional Chinese.Moreover, a large number of words are quoted from classics, including Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism...etc. Various allusions are mixed.

If this mentality is thrown on the street, it is estimated that people will treat it as a pile of waste paper.

However, Feng Jingchen was sure that he did not understand the wrong meaning.

He can understand the meaning of every word in this method.And the connected sentences and logic are also very smooth.

The meaning is probably to let people absorb the energy scattered between the heaven and the earth through a specific breathing frequency, absorb it into themselves, and cleanse their souls.

When the soul is transparent and clear, energy assistance can be used to open up holes and secret storages in the soul to obtain more powerful power.

Regardless of the principle or methodology, Feng Jingchen can be sure that his understanding of this mental method is very smooth, and there is basically no possibility of fallacies.

But now such a weird situation would appear, which is puzzling.

Feng Jingchen stared at his mind in deep thought.

Yan Wangyin was also puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, muttering in a low voice: "It's strange. The kings of Yama have always practiced this mentality, and there has never been such a situation..."

When Feng Jingchen heard the words, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind: "The kings of hell? Are they all ghosts?"

Yan Wangyin said without hesitation, "Of course!"

Feng Jingchen: "..."

He saw that the whole article in his mind was talking about the practice of the soul, and fell into silence.

Could those energies be blocked by his physical body...?

Yan Wangyin was reminded by Feng Jingchen, and he also reacted: "Yes! Chenchen, you are a living person, and the way of cultivation must be different from that of ghosts! What, what should I do?"

It became anxious: "The King of Hades is too weak to suppress the ghosts, and the hell will be in chaos as well!"

Feng Jingchen: "Go and see the Heavenly Master's mind?"

"No!" Yan Wangyin categorically rejected it without hesitation, "The mind of a celestial master can only be cultivated to the limit of human beings, and many ghosts can't beat it! And!"

It hates iron but not steel: "Chenchen, you are the king of Hades, the king of Hades! How can you cultivate the human mind! You don't have any majesty of the king of Hades..."

Feng Jingchen slightly raised his eyes.

Yan Wangyin's voice froze suddenly.The rest of the words were all blocked in his throat, and he could no longer make a sound.

QAQ help, why does it feel that Chenchen is getting more and more scary...

Seeing Yan Wangyin's cowardly look, Feng Jingchen slowly withdrew his gaze: "Do you know where this mentality comes from?"

Yan Wangyin poked his head cautiously: "Probably... is it born?"

Feng Jingchen: "..."

Undecided, push it to God?

God in the metaphysics world, why does he sound like a professional nanny.

but…

Feng Jingchen thought of the mysterious golden net before, his eyes flickered slightly.

He got up and got out of bed: "Go back to the underworld and have a look."

Hearing the words, Yan Wangyin immediately became a little excited: "Chenchen, are you going to stir the rules of heaven and earth again?!"

Feng Jingchen asked back, "Do you know exactly how to induce them?"

Yan Wangyin answered neatly: "I don't know!"

"The people in history who can directly trigger the laws of heaven and earth can be counted with one slap. This is the first time I have seen it before!"

Sure enough, the answer was as expected.

Feng Jingchen shook his head slightly: "Go and try it first."

He doesn't know how he did it in the first place, and he is not 100% sure now.

Yan Wangyin: "Alright~!"

So in the blink of an eye, Feng Jingchen returned to the underworld, still where he left before.

But in the open space not far ahead, Wen Xinyan has piled up a small earth mountain.Next to the small mound, there are also several piles of other sundries neatly placed.

There are metal ones, wooden ones, cloth ones, and ore-like ones.

Wen Xinyan squatted there, sorting out the impurities mixed in the soil.And the movements are very heroic, without the slightest squeamishness of urban white-collar workers.

She sensed the fluctuation of Yang Qi, stood up suddenly, and looked at Feng Jingchen in surprise: "Is it time?"

Feng Jingchen paced over: "It's not even eight o'clock yet."

"That's it." Wen Xinyan's expression became visibly disappointed, "They usually don't go to bed until after ten o'clock. To be on the safe side, it's best to have a dream at one or two o'clock in the morning."

After finishing speaking, she continued to squat down to sort "garbage" in frustration.

Obviously, Wen Xinyan has a very clear understanding that she is being "punished".

Feng Jingchen looked down at the sorted debris, and found that most of them had traces of artificial carving, which should be some artificial parts.

He picked up a golden tile fragment.

There are layers of carvings on it, as thin as a hair.Even if you can't see the complete tile, you can still think of the original magnificence of this tile.

Feng Jingchen's eyes flickered slightly, he opened the plane system, and tentatively pressed the sell button.

Light Screen: [It has been detected that you hold a Tier 1 tile with an unknown Yin attribute, and you can get [-] transaction point for selling it.Is it for sale? 】

"Huh." Feng Jingchen was a little surprised.

Even the plane system can't detect what is this?

interesting.

Feng Jingchen canceled the transaction and put the tile back to its original position.

Yan Wangyin couldn't wait a long time ago, and urged after seeing this: "Chenchen, hurry up and try to see if you can attract the rules of heaven!"

"Okay." Feng Jingchen didn't get distracted any more.

He found an open place to stand still, took a deep breath, held his breath, and recalled the state before he saw the golden net.

Yan Wangyin drifted over curiously, wanting to observe closely,

But suddenly.

The wind in the whole hell stopped.

No, it should be said that the air in the entire underworld froze.Even one seal and one ghost felt an extremely obvious sense of suffocation abnormally!

Especially the position in front of Feng Jingchen.

Among their senses, there seemed to be an extremely terrifying existence standing in the empty area.

They stood aside, like snowmen who would be melted by the scorching sun at any time!

One seal and one ghost did not hesitate at all.

Go straight away!

Run as far as you can!

But Feng Jingchen, who was facing the terrifying existence directly, behaved very calmly.

He held his breath just now, his mind was clear, and there was only one thought: he wanted to understand the world better.

Then, the huge golden net reappeared and wrapped him tightly.

At the same time, an existence that was clearly invisible but had a strong sense of presence quietly appeared in front of him.

Feng Jingchen looked at him curiously.

But suddenly!

He felt a substantial gaze falling on him, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him, Feng Jingchen couldn't help but let out a groan.

This sound, I don't know if it woke up the other party, or let the other party feel disappointed.

The heavy sight disappeared in an instant.

The unknown existence only dropped three golden threads and disappeared without a trace.

Feng Jingchen was immediately relieved.He took a few heavy breaths, but couldn't help frowning.

Who is that?

Is it the God who created everything in Yan Wangyin's mouth?

Why did he appear?

Why did you leave?

But before Feng Jingchen could think for too long, a golden thread floated in front of Feng Jingchen.

He paused, temporarily suppressing all his doubts, and tentatively raised his hand to lightly touch the golden thread.

A piece of information instantly appeared in Feng Jingchen's mind.

In this golden thread, there is an exclusive exercise of the King of Hades for personal cultivation.

As long as Feng Jingchen chooses it and practice step by step, he will soon have the power to suppress all ghosts!

This is exactly the purpose of Feng Jingchen's attempt to induce the rules of heaven.

However, Feng Jingchen was still a little puzzled.

This is what that person gave him?One of the three, or all of them?

Feng Jingchen did not accept this golden thread hastily, but pointed to the second golden thread.

This golden thread will give Feng Jingchen all the magic tricks in the world.He himself draws the essence from it and creates his unique practice determination!

Feng Jingchen's eyes brightened.

This golden thread is obviously more in line with Feng Jingchen's intentions!

However, Feng Jingchen was still not impulsive.

He pointed to the third golden thread.

This time it is no longer a skill, but just an ability.

A power that can break through everything!

He can see any side of a thing if he wants to.

Surface, core, and even the deepest operating laws!

It is equivalent to a universal telescope, microscope... etc., all instruments for observing the essence!

However, once Feng Jingchen chooses this golden thread, whether he can finally develop his own cultivation method is a completely unpredictable unknown.

It is more likely that he was just an ordinary person before he was swallowed by the ghost.

Feng Jingchen looked at the three golden lines, three different paths, with a dazzling light in his eyes.

This new world is really interesting!

But his thin lips hooked lightly, and he suddenly raised his hand, trying to catch the three golden threads all at once!

But as soon as he thought about it, the three golden threads receded in an instant, and they were not touched by him at all.

Feng Jingchen frowned, and wanted to try to catch only the second and third golden threads.

However, they receded even further, and their shadows were almost invisible.

Feng Jingchen couldn't help chuckling: "It seems that I can only choose one."

Confirming this, Feng Jingchen didn't waste any more time, and raised his finger to the third golden thread.

If you can only choose one of the three, then in Feng Jingchen's eyes, there is never any choice that you can hesitate.

Because the most fundamental purpose of his cultivation is to gain the ability to observe and study the world!

Now that you can choose directly, why bother to look far away?

As for the dangers and uncertainties that this choice will bring.

The former can be solved with the plane system.

And the latter...isn't it Feng Jingchen's favorite?

Without any hesitation, Feng Jingchen directly hooked the third golden thread into his hand.

When he decided on this option, the other two golden threads disappeared in an instant.The golden net that restrained him also dissipated instantly.

And the golden thread held in Feng Jingchen's hand also broke free suddenly, and came straight towards his right eye!

Feng Jingchen closed his eyes reflexively.

Immediately, he felt a warm force covering his right eye.

The whole eyeball is refreshed like never before.

It seems to be getting rid of some shackles, and it seems to have gained some kind of growth.

But this feeling was very short-lived, before Feng Jingchen had time to ponder it, it disappeared.

Feng Jingchen then slowly opened his eyes.

And this glance made his expression stop involuntarily.

In his right eye, the underworld is no longer monotonously dark.

Around the piles of rubbish mountains, there are many messy lines.

It's like many electronic devices, together they interfere with each other's magnetic fields.

Feng Jingchen raised his head following these lines, but his pupils shrank suddenly!

I saw the boundless dark sky, like a broken and mottled glass cover, half of which has been damaged!

In the thick blackness outside the sky, there seemed to be something terrifying rolling, as if it wanted to enter the world through these holes.

Feng Jingchen's body froze suddenly.

The blood flowed back in an instant, and the cold sweat soaked the back of the clothes in an instant!