"Sister, are you so swollen that you're so swollen?"
Hu Fuwei's mouth was full. While listening to Yu Wan's next arrangements, he didn't forget to ask.
"Yes, there is news. We will set off after you finish eating." Yu Wan smiled slightly, nodded in agreement, then stood up and walked not far away, preparing to process the remaining beetle meat and store it. It is convenient to eat at any time in the bag.
Qin Mo wasn't idle either.
He had already eaten, and thought he would have to wait a long time for his next meal. Unexpectedly, he looked at Yu Wan, who was stunned for a moment, then took out a small fox, lit a fire and started cooking in a pot. He couldn't miss it.
No matter how much you eat this garlic pork, you will never get tired of it. The rich garlic aroma has already been integrated into the fried and tender white meat. The crispy shell is covered with the sauce after the black garlic is fried, and it is fragrant and tempting.
Why haven't I discovered that this kind of greedy dead insect can be so delicious in the past?
The chopsticks in his right hand kept moving, and Qin Mo's mouth was filled with meat. At the same time, he took a handful of meat skewers in his left hand. This was a new dish made by Yu Wan, grilled pork ribs with garlic and pork skewers with beetroot.
The beetle tendons are the two tentacles on the top of its head. Bake it over an open fire until it is seven years old, then brush it with the prepared garlic sauce. The aroma will burst out immediately, and then bake it for another ten breaths before removing it from the fire.
The roasted beetroot tendons are chewy and chewy, and the more chewy they become with the garlic roast sauce.
There are also meat skewers. The meat is juicy when you bite it. It has a completely different flavor from the garlic meat.
Maybe Hu Fuwei and Qin Mo were eating too much, and Hengha also joined in, and the three of them enjoyed themselves.
After more than half a day passed, Yu Wan packed up the cleaned kitchen utensils and turned around to see that the three of them had found their own place and were meditating and refining.
As spiritual beasts, Hu Fuwei and Heng Ha have a relatively simple way of refining spiritual energy, they only need to sleep.
Although Qin Mo is in a ghost state and eats only the spiritual energy rich in spiritual food, he still needs to cross his legs and close his eyes to regulate his breathing like an ordinary monk after eating.
Yu Wan looked at the surrounding area that he had cleaned up, shook his head and laughed, then found a place and began to adjust his breath to restore his spiritual power and consciousness.
The sky in the underworld, which was as gloomy as ever, gradually dimmed, and soon turned into black ink from the inside out.
The outside of the tomb garden has also fallen into darkness, but from the faint light from the sky, you can still see that there are many pillars erected all the way from the stone monument with "Tomb Garden" written on it.
These pillars are similar to the ones Yu Wan encountered before, and they are all what they looked like before they were fully grown. The pillars are thick or thin, high or low, and gradually spread outward.
At this moment, rows of pillars that had just grown out of the gravel ground had reached an open space.
This open space has been kept very clean, and the flat dark red surface is no longer occupied by various black strange rocks around it.
Even if there were gravels on some edges, they were quickly cleared away by ghosts carrying heads of cows or horses.
"Grandma, whoever scattered the gravel here must be deliberately going against your grandpa..."
A cow head whose face was occupied by two cross scars across the cheeks had a cruel look on his face. He kept cursing and his hands kept moving.
He held a dusty and patched bag in his left hand, only the size of a palm, with the mouth of the bag open. He made a finger gesture with his right hand, and the light cyan light went straight to the dense "gravel" on the ground.
However, nothing happened after Lingguang pounced on it. On the contrary, the "gravel" on the ground became slightly larger.
The bullhead rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dazzled. He wanted to get closer and take a closer look, but the urging voice not far behind him sounded again.
"Master Qin will be here soon. Please tighten your skin for me. The dojo must be set up within a moment. Otherwise..."
As the words fell, the sound of a whip cracking through the air resounded throughout the open space.
All the ghosts present trembled when they heard the air explosion, and then they put away the bags in their hands, quickly took out groups of array flags of different colors, and began to lay out the array nodes in the responsible area.
Scarred Niutou, who wanted to clean it up, ignored the strange rubble and started laying out nodes as well.
In less than an hour, all the nodes were deployed, and a blank light flashed in the open space. Then various black stones appeared on the ground again. The original open space had been hidden.
However, in a few corners where all the ghosts and monsters have not noticed, clusters of "rubble" are quietly growing.
There was no moon in the underworld at night to check the time. When a faint halo appeared deep in the center, Yu Wan and his group had prepared everything, and Qin Mo was leading the way towards the valley.
As we gradually deepened, Yu Wan was amazed by the magnificent scenery here, and at the same time secretly suspected that there was an acquaintance who could lead the way, otherwise he would have to pay a high price if he wanted to break into or pass through this bone forest.
Qin Mo was familiar with the road and quickly arrived at the border of Tomb Garden with Yu Wan, Hu Fuwei and Heng Ha.
"Sister Wan, after exiting this formation, there is a cliff, and down there is a valley. You first turn on the phantom hairpin, which can help you resist a certain amount of Yin Qi."
After talking about it before, Qin Mo told all the functions and formulas of the phantom hairpin without any problem, and at the same time gave Yu Wan a set of finger techniques and ritual methods.
Only then did Yu Wan realize that her previous so-called sacrificial refining and branding had not been completed at all, only half of it.
Magical weapons in the world of cultivation usually use spiritual consciousness or essence and blood combined with a unified formula to identify their master. Generally, the magic weapon can recognize its master normally. Except for those innate spiritual treasures that are extremely rare and spiritual, there are almost no exceptions.
But except for one kind of magic weapon that is special, that is the underworld weapon.
Underworld weapons are magic weapons used by ghost cultivators in the underworld. The common methods of sacrificial refining are similar to those in the outside world. They are nothing more than turning spiritual power into Yin power.
If you are lucky enough to encounter a phantom hairpin that has both spiritual and yin power, it is not restricted and can be practiced by ghost cultivators or not.
But among them, there is also a very special way of sacrificial refining in the underworld weapon, which is to imprint the soul.
The phantom hairpin is an even rarer existence among the underworld weapons. It needs to be supplemented by spiritual power and Yin power at the same time, and then combined with the divine soul to imprint it. Only then can the sacrifice be truly successful.
As for how to get the soul mark, Yu Wan spent a lot of effort.
The spiritual soul of a cultivator is not the same as spiritual consciousness.
If the divine consciousness is compared to a visual radar scanner that is integrated with itself, then the divine soul is the central processor in the scanner.
Except for the ghost cultivators who have been cultivating with the soul as their body since their cultivation, normal monks can only truly sense the existence of the soul after transforming into gods and practice accordingly.
Therefore, Yu Wan was able to obtain a soul-like spell in a small foundation building. Although it was only a simple method of refining and sealing, it was still very beneficial to her future practice.
With Qin Mo's help, Yu Wan finally felt the power of the soul in a short period of time, even though it consumed a lot of energy, and at that moment he put the mark of the soul into the phantom hairpin.
In this way, she finally completely refined the phantom hairpin and knew all its uses.
As soon as she thought about it, the phantom hairpin in her bun immediately emitted a light red-brown light shield, covering herself, Heng Ha and Hu Fuwei.
After leaving the tomb garden smoothly and quickly, the group of people continued to move forward without any pause, and soon reached the edge of the cliff.
At this time, the sky has turned brighter. Although the light is dim, it is much better than being completely invisible in the dark.
Yu Wan has become accustomed to staying outside for a long time, and Hu Fuwei has not had any discomfort since he grew up in Wucheng.
On the contrary, it was hum. I don’t know why. As the sky changed from ink to gray, my ability to see was getting worse and worse.
Finally, when everyone was about to get off the cliff, they were completely unable to see.
Yu Wan also used her spiritual power to check several times, but there was nothing abnormal about Heng Ha. Qin Mo didn't know the reason, because she fed Heng Ha two Spiritual Recovery Pills one after another and put them into his Dantian.
Fortunately, I don't know if it was due to the elixir, but I still entered the Dantian. Heng Heng replied to Yu Wan in the sea of consciousness, saying that they felt much more comfortable, but they still couldn't see anything.
When Yu Wan heard this, she was relieved. It was good to have some relief, but she was worried that it would continue to get worse.
After An Heng and Haha had a good rest, Yu Wan came out of the Sea of Consciousness and opened his eyes to see Hu Fuwei, who looked nervous, and Qin Mo, who looked unconcerned but could not help but glance at him.
"They're doing better, no need to worry. Let's move on."
After saying that, he took Hu Fuwei's left hand and looked at Qin Mo with a smile on his face.
"snort."
Seeing this, Qin Mo's cheeks turned slightly red and he immediately raised his head and snorted softly.
He wasn't worried about the fan, he was just worried about dragging down his benefactor. But he was afraid that Yu Wan would make fun of him, so Qin Mo turned around and walked to the edge of the cliff, put his hands on his chest and started to make a series of finger gestures.
The formation that went down to the deep valley seemed to be of a very high level and was well guarded. Even Qin Mo, who was holding the core token of the formation, took less than half an hour to put down his hands and move to Yu Wan's side with trembling legs. .
"Sister Wan, I directly opened the entrance closest to the fog forest. After entering, there was a vast white mist. I don't know if there is any danger inside. When the entrance opens, you must follow me closely."
As Qin Mo spoke, he took out two large handfuls of barbecue skewers from his body, wolfed them down, and started sucking them as fast as he could.
When Yu Wan heard what Qin Mo said, his eyes stared at the constantly forming passages in the void, and for some reason he felt a sense of cowardice from home.
She is not really Yu Wan. After so many years, can she find the difference in her?
Should he tell her his true identity?
If she did, could she still let herself call her mother?
His mind was filled with countless questions. It wasn't until Qin Mo said "let's go" that Yu Wan came back to his senses, holding Hu Fuwei's hand and following closely.
The three of them jumped forward and backward into the vast white cliff. As they disappeared, the milky white mist rolling on the edge of the cliff dissipated instantly. The surroundings were quiet and windless, and there was no trace that anyone had been here.
Jumping down after Qin Mo, Yu Wan was sure that she was holding Hu Fuwei tightly with her right hand, but why...
Why is she alone in this white fog now?
Before Yu Wan could think about her actions, the mist around her suddenly surged, and then a silver-haired woman in a bright moon-white gauze dress walked out slowly holding a sword.
Yu Wan's whole body was tensed up, and he had already taken out the purple-edged sword in his right hand, ready to strike at any time, but the next moment he saw the woman's face, he froze in place.
I don't know how long it took before she said in her hoarse voice, "Mother?"
Woohoo, I forgot to write down the chapter number when I sent it on my mobile phone, and found out that I couldn’t change the title. It looked so abrupt, ahhhhhhhhhhhh
