"What is this? There isn't even a word." Meng Congyi stood beside Zhao Ning and glanced at it, but still couldn't get any results.
Zhao Ning was also puzzled. He only felt that there was a mysterious power on it, but how could this thing appear in the hands of an ordinary ghost demon.
After watching for a while, Zhan Shen came back with the baby in his arms. Meng Congyi walked up a few steps, a little excited. Looking down, the little guy's dark face turned a little pale now, "These damn baby thieves , How could they treat Dahei like this? Dahei only has one breath left."
"It looks like we are going to the Underworld Demon Town." Zhan Shen murmured.
Zhao Ning said, "I'm going to take a look near the Heishui River. You can go."
Zhan Shen paused, he didn't dare to stop Zhao Ning. In the operation just now, he clearly felt that Zhao Ning was not a Qi practitioner, but a foundation-building expert. He probably had such high expectations and hoped that Zhao Ning He could help them solve some difficulties when they went out, so he said, "My friend is in Tianhe Town, Dayou Country, and we gather there every year."
"If Miss Shen doesn't know how to get out for a while, you can go find us there."
Zhao Ning remembered the place he mentioned and slightly cupped her hands to show that she understood.
Zhao Ning bid farewell to Meng Congyi and Zhan Shen, and the Wind Spirit Boat took off in the air. After flying for dozens of days, it finally arrived at the Blackwater River.
This rushing black water river is not turbid, but rather clear, and it is not deep. It is just an above-ground river. There are many corpses under the water, which makes people shudder.
A wild goose, unaware of the situation ahead, flew faintly in the sky. Just when it was at the edge of the Blackwater River, it suddenly stopped. Its body didn't even fall into the Blackwater River, but fell to the edge of the river. Its body It seemed to be still alive, its wings kept flapping, but it was like a headless fly, bumping around here and there, until it finally killed itself.
This state is because their souls are gone, they have lost their souls.
Zhao Ning walked a long distance along the Heishui River, but could not find a way to cross the Heishui River.
She saw an old ghost demon on the river bank, and the ghost demon stretched out a wooden plank towards the Blackwater River.
I saw the underworld demon carefully stretching out a finger to the part across the Blackwater River. In an instant, the underworld demon trembled and immediately retracted it. Then he sighed and pushed the wooden board in. Into the Blackwater River.
Zhao Ning was still walking forward, which also allowed Ning Yao to see her, but Ning Yao didn't say hello, and then just hunched over and walked in a direction not far away, but saw him emerging from a pair of messy things. A piece of wood was pulled out. The wood was a bit harder than the ordinary wood in the Netherworld.
Zhao Ning then saw him performing the same operation as before, repeating this process several times.
Zhao Ning walked up to him.
"Old man, what are you doing?"
The old ghost demon raised his head and glanced at Zhao Ning. He smiled and said, "Cross the river."
Zhao Ning was stunned for a moment, then heard the old ghost demon say again, "Whether it's building a bridge or crossing a boat, as long as we can pass through this river, it will be fine."
"Does the old man want to go to the other side?"
"You can't say that. If we can't get to the other side, wouldn't we be trapped here?"
Zhao Ning was surprised, "Old man, don't you hate the human race?"
"It's just something that one human race did wrong. You can't blame the whole human race for it, right?" Old Ming Yao smiled, "Things always have to be solved."
He just said a few words to Zhao Ning briefly, then bent down and took out a stone from the pile of debris, then moved it clumsily to the Blackwater River and threw the stone down.
"What is this, old man?"
The old ghost demon smiled again and said, "If we can't cross the Blackwater River, maybe one day we can fill up the Blackwater River?"
I don’t know whether to call this behavior stubborn or persistent.
Zhao Ning did not disturb the old Ming Yao's movements. She just watched quietly from the side. She didn't know how long it took, "How long have you been doing this, old man?"
"It's been a long time. It probably started when the Blackwater River flooded. Fortunately, when the Blackwater River first burst out, everyone felt the earth dragon turn over and ran far away. They were not affected by the blackwater."
This is probably the best of misfortunes.
"Aren't you afraid that I might accidentally fall in one day? You just seemed to be testing whether these things can resist the power of absorbing souls."
"The little girl looked at it very carefully." The old man stretched out another piece of black wood and only stretched out one finger to test it. Zhao Ning knew that if he was like a wild goose, he would be crushed if he stretched out just one finger. The strong suction sucks the soul, but this old man is fine.
He said faintly, "I don't have any abilities, and I can't practice. But I only have some weird innate magical powers. I can concentrate my soul in one place, the size of a dot."
He suddenly laughed, "Maybe I was a coward in my previous life, otherwise how could I have such magical powers."
Zhao Ning smiled along with him and just watched him repeat it over and over again.
After watching for a long time, Zhao Ning went to Houting Mountain.
Zhao Ning originally wanted to find out why the fake elixir appeared here and go to the city to hear any news.
As soon as he entered the teahouse, he saw a ghost demon with several ghost lines on his face, patting the gavel and telling some stories.
This story is very common. It is nothing more than a fight between strong men, which is earth-shattering. Zhao Ning is a little uninterested.
But Zhao Ning had just drank a cup of tea when she heard the storyteller Ming Yao mention it again.
"But the man in blue quickly broke free from the restraint, and there seemed to be stars twinkling behind him, causing the entire Nether World to fall into night."
Zhao Ning was stunned for a moment, isn't this the effect of Xinghe's sword?
This made her focus on the storyteller ghost demon, "The fight was really dark. Fortunately, it didn't affect anything. I heard that the strange scene gave many ghost demons an epiphany. It's a pity that Not all human races are like this. It’s really puzzling to say that this guy broke the restrictions of the Blackwater River. Why did he break the Blackwater River? What is the use of this? "
He sighed several times on his own, and Zhao Ning heard him say, "If you listen to the decomposition next time, I will reward you with the Five Elements Spirit Sand."
As he said that, he stood up, and the meaning was self-evident.
But the ghost demons in the audience did not buy his account. Instead, they said sarcastically, "You guys tell the same story every day. There is really nothing good to hear. It's either the Blackwater River or the so-called war. Are there really no other stories? Without other stories, we will not give the Five Elements Spiritual Sand!"
"That's right, storytellers are storytellers. In such a huge cultivation world like ours, these two things only exist. Both of these things are inseparable from the human race. Are you one of those cultivators who used to lick Chengxuan?"
The storyteller demon didn't care what they said at all, he just smiled and then stood up, "If you don't listen, I'll come back tomorrow."
After saying that, he packed up everything on the desk and was about to walk outside. At this moment, Zhao Ning suddenly saw a token hanging around his waist.
What a coincidence, Zhao Ning found the same token on the thief who robbed Dahei, and Zhao Ning moved slightly.
Sitting next to the window, I saw that the storyteller did not leave directly. Instead, he leisurely exchanged the Five Elements Spirit Sand he had just earned for some common food in the Netherworld.
Zhao Ning narrowed her eyes slightly and only looked at this guy. The token around her waist swayed with his careless steps, not paying any attention at all.
She didn't move, just locked her eyes with him until he walked into an alley.
In the next few days, this guy came almost at the same time every time, telling the same story, and every time he showed off the things on his waist to everyone.
Until one day, Zhao Ning saw that among the sparse people who were listening to the story, there was a dark demon in black robe. After hearing the storyteller talking about fighting, his expression changed slightly, but it was only for a moment, but he had hidden the truth behind it. It was exceptionally good, but until the Storyteller Nether Demon stood up and showed the token carelessly like before, the black-robed Nether Demon's expression could no longer be hidden.
Although the storyteller demon originally didn't care about the situation in the audience, he didn't know when his eyes drifted towards the black-robed demon, but he didn't say anything, but acted as usual.
The black-robed ghost demon followed him calmly until he and the storyteller turned into an alley.
Zhao Ning knew that the opportunity had come to explore all the truth.
The concealment effect of Yunsi Qianhuan's cloak was maximized. She only left a pack of Five Elements Spiritual Sand on the table, and then disappeared into the teahouse.
Zhao Ning's figure appeared again, standing on a roof. The night seemed to have completely covered her figure, without the slightest breath leaking out.
At least the two people in the alley didn't notice.
Yes, from the beginning, Zhao Ning knew that these two guys were not ghost demons, but monks disguised as Zhao Ning.
Zhao Ning listened quietly to the sounds below.
"Your Excellency, what are you doing by following me for so long? Are you asking me to tell you a story?"
But the man in black robe didn't respond at all, and rushed directly in front of the storyteller. The two started fighting in an instant. Their cultivation levels were both around the middle stage of foundation building, but their fights were about the same, while the man in black robe seemed to I really want to get the token.
But the storyteller didn't let him get even close. There was no chance.
Until the end, both of them were bound by each other's moves.
The storyteller laughed, "I think we can talk now. Fighting won't solve the problem."
The man in black robe was covered in black robes, and his voice was hoarse, "I'm not interested in hearing this nonsense from you. Please tell me where your token came from."
"Token."
The storyteller shook the token in his hand and smiled, "Such ordinary tokens can be found everywhere in the world."
But the man in black robe ignored his teasing, "No need to pretend anymore, you repeatedly hinted when you told the story, wasn't it to enter the ancient cave?"
The storyteller paused and suddenly laughed, "As expected, this brother is still straightforward. I was still thinking about how to explain to him."
Then his expression calmed down, "This Ming Yue Card is the key to the ancient cave. You must have guessed it."
"But to enter the ancient cave, you must use seven Ming Yue Cards to open them at the same time. Unfortunately, I have only found four holders now, and including you, there are only five."
He paused and looked at the man in black robe, "I think you also want to use these Dark Moon Cards to enter the ancient cave and find the legendary Source Stone."
The man in black robe was stunned, but he said, "I don't need any Origin Stone, I just want Soul Wood."
Zhao Ning originally had no interest in this matter, but when he said Soul Wood, Zhao Ning's heart moved slightly, as if he also sensed something.
Sure enough, I heard the man in black robe add, "I just want to use the soul wood to leave the Netherworld."
The storyteller glanced at him and didn't know what he was thinking. He just chuckled and said, "Of course, you can take the soul wood and we can take the source stone. It's the same."
Zhao Ning always felt that he was still planning something, but now there was no clue.
But Zhao Ning stretched out his hand, and there was a hint of light on his fingertips.
Then I heard the storyteller yell, "Who!"
Obviously, this fluctuation frightened them. There was someone silently lurking near them, and they didn't realize it at all.
Zhao Ning walked to the edge of the roof in a few steps, but the two of them had not had time to break free from each other's restraints.
Zhao Ning glanced at them coldly, "No one there, I just heard that you are short of two, so I wanted to join in the fun."
As he spoke, he opened his palm and saw a spiritual light shining on it. This was...
"The Moon Card!"
Just when they looked unhappy, Zhao Ning looked at them calmly and said, "I wonder if you two want to test me too."
Zhao Ning's words were to tell the two of them that she was actually watching from the side when they were fighting.
This kind of hiding method makes them dare not act again.
The two looked at each other, and the storyteller put on his smiling face again, "It's just right, then before the next full moon night, if we wait for another Ming Yue Card, we can enter the Ming Yue Mansion."
Chapter 182
Mingyue Mansion is crying at the back of the mountain.
This was informed by the storyteller later in a letter.
