Underground owner: Tang Ping
Type: ghost, metamorphosis
Realm: Underground Lord has not been opened (a total of three levels), ghost
Lifespan: twelve years.
Underworld Contract: None (not opened)
Supernatural powers: Gathering Yin (0/100) Will-O-Wisp (0/100)
Qingce was suspended in the void. Tang Ping rubbed his eyes and confirmed again and again that he had read it correctly.
This picture will appear or disappear according to your thoughts.
"this is not……"
Isn't this something that was discovered through archeology before I traveled through time?
Before traveling through time, I went to Chang'an with my mentor to excavate the tomb of a certain Eastern Han Dynasty prince.
As the excavation progressed, they discovered something was wrong with the tomb.
The tomb is a royal tomb, but the owner has no name, and there is not even a skeleton, only an empty coffin.
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Tang Ping discovered the Han Dynasty's Gouti Policy inside the coffin.
The so-called Gao Di Ce is also called the Huangquan Passport by modern people. This is a letter of introduction for the deceased to go to the underworld. The words written on it are generally: on a certain day of a certain month and year (the owner of the tomb is buried), inform the underworld owner.
But this strategy is different.
The second half of the Eastern Han Dynasty's land policy is the content of the underworld contract.
As the name suggests, the underworld deed is the land deed in the underworld, confirming the right to use the land.
The two are the most common objects in Qin and Han tombs, but this is the first time they have been combined.
And the content above is also very strange. The general idea is that in a report to Taiyi God, someone was given the position of underground master, and the name of the tomb owner was erased.
This is not a proof that a person has entered the underworld, but rather a proof of employment.
And the entire cemetery is full of Taoist style, with soaring patios, pavilions, and flags for recruiting troops and generals.
It was as if the tomb owner had truly transformed into an immortal.
Tang Ping encountered a car accident on the way to the museum while escorting Sui Dice. When he woke up, he traveled to this world. He lived for less than a day before he died in the war.
"The underground master..."
Tang Ping looked at the underground master in the category column and thought.
Tao Hongjing's "Zhen Gao" says: The underground master is the civil servant of the lower road; the underground ghost commander is the military officer of the lower road.
It is the name of the ghost official of the underworld in the early Taoist period.
The functions are similar to judge, city god, land god, etc.; they were replaced by these positions in later generations.
To put it simply, the Chenghuang Land was the township head and county magistrate under the feudal centralized system.
Then the underground owner has a feudal feudal title. He has greater power and more autonomy in his own territory.
Of course, they are all minor officials in the underworld, and they are all mere existences in mythology.
"Haha, this is the foundation for a stable life."
Tang Ping was very happy.
After all, it is an ability, and it is not that there is no room for development. The underground master is a local ghost official. He can easily move out of the bureau and build a mansion.
Rounding up is also a ghost king's talent.
"It's true that the lifespan of an ordinary ghost is only twelve years."
"The underworld contract in the penultimate column must be the purchase of land scrolls."
Buying a land scroll represents your control over the land, which is what distinguishes it from ordinary ghosts.
Unfortunately it can't be turned on yet.
As for the Yin Gathering Technique and the Ghost Fire Technique, they seem to be the cultivation methods used on Ghost Bones just now.
The former is a superficial method of absorbing Yin energy, and the latter need not be said much.
Tang Ping sat cross-legged on the ground according to the content of the exercises and practiced according to the content of the Yin Gathering Technique.
With his five hearts facing the sky, except for his translucent body, he is no different from ordinary people.
The practice of ghosts has a huge shortcoming, that is, there are no human meridians.
The way to practice is to open your mouth to absorb the yin energy.
Tang Ping opened his mouth and took a breath of air.
Visualize the cold air starting from the throat evenly, slowly falling to the Tanzhong point, and spreading evenly to other parts of the body with the Tanzhong point as the center.
The process is responsible, and you need to be very focused on sensing every inch of the place, and you need to completely visualize the route.
It is equivalent to going from one silent recitation to ten thousand.
Even if it happens once a second, it will take more than three hours.
Failed several times in a row.
Every distraction fails.
Concentrating is too difficult, especially for modern people who have poor concentration skills.
Just having the idea of observation is not enough, the key depends on your own perseverance.
Two hours later.
Finally, Tang Ping felt a chill in his abdomen.
There seemed to be a hint of coolness in the lower dantian, and in Tang Ping's senses, there was a faint flow of dark air the size of a hair.
With the birth of Qi Flow, Tang Ping felt that his strength had improved a lot.
This is Yin force.
"Something's wrong, why did it succeed the first time?"
Tang Ping was puzzled.
It stands to reason that it takes constant practice to sense and produce Yin power.
Could it be...
Tang Ping had a thought in his mind, and the panel appeared in front of him, with only a column of magical powers visible.
Gathering Yin (1/100)
"As expected, as long as you practice it completely, your progress will increase."
Tang Ping stood up excitedly, unable to calm down for a long time.
God rewards hard work, no matter how hard you work, no matter how hard you work, you will reap the rewards.
Isn't this the biggest golden finger?
How many people practice hard day and night, but waste half their lives without seeing any results?
And not only can I reap the rewards of my hard work, but I can also see the progress of my hard work. This is a God-given opportunity.
"I have the skills and a way forward. From now on, I will hide here and practice secretly. I won't care if the sky falls."
Tang Ping's inner sense of security greatly increased.
At this time, my head suddenly felt dizzy, and I almost lost my balance. My soul flickered in and out of focus.
Tang Ping didn't panic and took a look at the room first.
The house is not big, about 20 to 30 square meters.
One room, one bed, one house.
This is Tang Ping's home in the underworld.
He went under the bed, pulled out a small black jar, opened the lid, and found something like mud inside.
This is ghost mud, the lowest ingestible substance for ghosts.
Ghosts also need housing, otherwise there is the risk of being robbed by lonely ghosts; they also need food. Needless to say, if you can survive without eating, then you are not a ghost, but a fairy.
Tang Ping suppressed his nausea and ate it.
Tasteless, muddy texture.
I heard that high-end foods include ghost rice, ghost candles, mugwort smoke, demon blood, etc. Eating these foods can increase your cultivation.
You can get these after you have the ability.
After eating, the dizziness disappeared immediately.
Putting the black altar back to its original position, the thigh bone was probably drained of the Yin Qi due to the awakening of the panel, and therefore turned into a puddle of ashes.
Tang Ping lay down, carefully swept them into a pile with his fingers, and then secretly threw them outside the house.
Another night passed.
There were noisy sounds outside the house from time to time. It must be that the ghosts who went out to look for opportunities came back.
Tang Ping was not very familiar with them, and they were just acquaintances.
The blood moon disappears and the gray sun appears.
The night passed.
Tang Ping pushed open the dark wooden door. At this moment, the nearest house fifteen meters away from the wooden house opened at the same time.
An old man poked out of it.
The old man had gray hair and a pale blue complexion like an ordinary ghost. There was a deep cut on his neck, leaving only a little skin connecting his head and body.
"Hey, little brother. You got up pretty early."
When the old man walked out of the door, his head hung dangling on his chest, like it was swinging, and it banged against the door.
"Ahem..." Tang Ping almost couldn't hold himself back, "Yes, good morning, Uncle Zhang."
This is a decapitated old man, and he can be considered a good ghost.
"Didn't you go out to try your luck last night?" asked Mr. Zhang.
"I don't dare, it's too dangerous." Tang Ping thought to himself, is it your turn if there are any benefits? I'm afraid that if I really get any benefits, I probably won't be able to keep them.
The beheaded old man looked sad and said: "Hey, I really envy you young people. I don't have long life, unless I become a evil spirit..."
Wow!
Suddenly, green mist filled the air.
Tick tock.
A pale and thin horse emerged from the fog.
