After I was reborn, I became the richest man in the underworld

When the Bone Phantom reappeared, a large blinding light shone on them.Zhou Nan was so shaken that he couldn't open his eyes, and his mind was a little dizzy.In a trance, he saw the string of Buddhist beads rising higher and higher, and then the starlight refracted two silver doors of light.

Mu Xi turned her head, walked to him and helped him up, originally intending to carry him on her back.But now he had some strength, and he refused to be carried by Mu Xi, so Mu Xi had no choice but to help him, and then walked into one of the doors.

He couldn't remember what happened next.They seemed to have entered an extremely cold illusion, which was even colder than in the snow-shocking illusion.He couldn't move his body, he felt that his energy was gradually dissipating, and he lost his center of gravity, as if falling into a bottomless abyss, a sense of despair suddenly hit him.

He subconsciously held the hand next to him. It was cold, but he felt at ease.

Because she was so relieved, she fell asleep like this.But he didn't sleep well and had a nightmare.In the dream, he merged with Wuji Yinglong. He desperately tried to control Yinglong, but in the end he was controlled by Yinglong.The energy in his body gradually lost, and he turned back into a child.The child hid in Yinglong's body and watched Yinglong wreak havoc on the world, but he could do nothing about it.Ying Long's blood washed the immortal gate and trampled all living beings. He is a useless little brat, but he only knows how to cry.

Half asleep and half awake, he seemed to see Mu Xi take off the mask on his face and wipe away his tears.He raised his eyes, although the light was behind his back, he saw that Mu Xi's eyes were also red from crying.

"Are you having nightmares too?" He was still awake, and when he saw Mu Xi's eyes were red from crying, he got up and hugged him, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

When he woke up, Zhou Nan felt his eye sockets were extremely dry. He stretched out his hand to rub his eyes and touched the bronze mask. He came back to his senses and remembered what he had just done...it must have been a dream.

Turning his head, Mu Xi looked down at a blueprint, felt movement, and finally raised his head.

"you're awake?"

Zhou Nan got up: "Where are we?"

After confirming that he was fine, Mu Xi breathed a sigh of relief and told the truth.

To put it simply, they have crossed over. This is the place where the blood soul candle spell was refined back then. Only by preventing the first blood soul candle from being forged can they save future generations from the suffering of this spell and save the sky. The ghosts in the world that are temporarily frozen.

After Zhou Nan understood it, he thought about it: "Why did we suddenly cross over?"

He built the Sky Realm, and he never knew that there was such a mysterious time entrance in the Sky Realm.

Mu Xi didn't intend to answer his question, but handed him the map in his hand: "I found out by accident, so don't ask this, let's hurry up."

Following the map, they soon came to the gate of a city called Tiandu City.Under the towering city walls, dozens of people lined up to enter the city.

They walked to the end of the line, Zhou Nan asked, "Is this the place?"

"It seems so." Mu Xi was also confused, this map was just picked up in that light door.

"Tiandu City?" Zhou Nan looked at the three words on the city gate and read out, "Where is this?"

He said this in a low voice, but the people in front of them still turned their heads slightly, as if they had noticed them.This man was wearing a blue cloak, Zhou Nan couldn't see his face clearly, only his chin, beardless and very white.

Because he was standing close, he could feel the real energy in this person, and he was also a cultivator, so he asked, "This fellow Taoist, where is the capital city?"

no respond.

Mu Xi pulled him, shook his head to signal him not to talk nonsense.

Zhou Nan probed to see, there were guards at the gate of the city at the end of the long line, and everyone who entered the city showed something like a waist card, and someone was recording something with a pen beside him.

The team was slowly advancing, Zhou Nan held Mu Xi, and after pulling away from the cloaked man in front, he said, "Master Mu, we don't have a waist card, we will be stopped."

"I know, you can ask at the city gate."

"No, it's easy to reveal your identity. We don't know what year it is, and we don't know where it is. What if it's not a good place?"

Mu Xi thought for a while, then lowered his voice: "When was the first blood soul candle made?"

Zhou Nan shook his head: "This is the strange thing. There is no record in the underworld at all, and the legend is also very strange. I only know that it was brought into the underworld by a new ghost who entered the underworld about a hundred years ago."

"Is it a foreign object?"

"Well, so we'd better proceed with caution."

"Then what do you mean?" Mu Xi faintly sensed that this person had some evil ideas, and was a little uneasy.

Zhou Nan approached his ear: "Then I'll go explore the way first, you wait for me here."

Mu Xi's expression changed: "How are you going?"

"I can do it myself, but I need you to protect me." He said, pulling Mu Xi behind a tree by the side of the road, "My soul will be out of my body for a while, you have to help me take care of my body, if I If something happens to my body, I won't be able to come back..."

Mu Xi pondered for a moment, then looked at the city gate again: "That gate has an enchantment."

"Don't worry about this, I know what to do."

"No, that's too dangerous." Mu Xi looked into Zhou Nan's eyes and guessed what he was going to do.

If it's just an ordinary soul-searching technique, it won't be able to pass through this kind of barrier, and as long as the opponent uses some simple defensive techniques, it will be easy to be discovered.Therefore, if you want to use the Soul Consciousness Path Technique, there is only one way to be unimpeded, and that is to temporarily seal your spiritual power.But once in trouble, a camp soul without spiritual power will be very dangerous...

Zhou Nan has specialized in this technique for many years, and it is natural to use it with ease, but Mu Xi is obviously worried about him.In order to persuade Mu Xi, he thought of another way: "Give me your hand."

"What?"

"Give it to me." Zhou Nan took his hand before he could say another word.

The fingers are long and slender, and the palm is cold, just like the one in the illusion.

Zhou Nan regained his senses, clenched it tightly, drew a talisman on the palm, and then covered it with his own palm, overlapping his palms.

"Wu Shuang Yin?" Mu Xi was taken aback.

Zhou Nan smiled: "Don't worry, you can know what I see now. You can call me back at any time within two cups of tea at most. Also, if that man-made soul comes back, remember that you have a month to god."

"Well, be careful." Mu Xi couldn't think of any other way, so he nodded.

Zhou Nan sealed his spiritual power and couldn't cast spells anymore, so he had to go in through the gate honestly.

This city was very strange, but Zhou Nan couldn't tell what was wrong at once, and it took him a while to realize that there were no ordinary people except the guards, who were monks.

I happened to meet the man in the blue cloak just now, and after following up, I saw that this man was also wearing a mask.

It's a cloak and a mask, how mysterious is it?Zhou Nan is interested in all mysterious things, including people.

The man in the cloak walked into a shop called Mi An Pavilion. Several monks were standing and talking at the door of the shop. When Zhou Nan followed in, he took two of their badges without anyone noticing.

This place is like a bank, with a long counter and wooden railings separating the guys inside from the guests outside.There are a total of six windows outside the counter, and there are correspondingly six guys standing inside.The man in the cloak walked straight to the only vacant seat, without saying a word, and handed his badge to the guy inside.

The clerk looked at the waist card, opened a book, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yi, you haven't been here for two months, right?"

"Is there a problem?" The cloaked man finally spoke.

The clerk hurriedly said: "No, no, how much do you want to save this time, young master?"

The cloaked man paused and said, "Old rules."

The guy was very happy: "Okay, six months, young master, wait a moment."

Listening to this conversation, Zhou Nan felt very strange, and felt ominous.At this time, a white-haired old monk on the seat next to the cloaked man covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed twice, the white silk was stained with blood.It was only then that Zhou Nan noticed that the people on the other seats, although they were all monks, were all pale and seemed to have weak spiritual power.

The old monk's voice was trembling, and he said to the guy at the counter: "I haven't had two years left of my spiritual power... Cough... I won't keep it this time... I won't keep it this time... Give it all to my son..."

So this is not a bank?Zhou Nan finally realized that these people are not here to save money, but to save their own cultivation!

The cultivation base of each monk is limited.It is even more deadly to take the initiative to output spiritual training, and it may be exhausted if you are not careful.Even without being backlashed, the body will gradually weaken, even worse than ordinary people.Even the young monks here are sallow and thin, probably because they have exported too much cultivation.

Except... the man in the cloak was quite normal, Zhou Nan could feel that this man had a high level of cultivation just now when he stood behind him.

But what happened in this place?Why is everyone scrambling to give away their precious cultivation?

At this time, the old monk stretched out his hands and put them on a white jade ball handed over by the clerk. The jade ball started to flow, and the old monk suddenly coughed again.

"Wait." The cloaked man interrupted them, and whispered, "This senior's share is mine."

The old monk's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

"Old man, you are in poor health, so don't waste any more spiritual power." The cloaked man said.

The old man waved his hands tremblingly: "No, no, I'm old...ahem...but I can still save my son..."

Zhou Nan understood again that these people wanted to pass on their cultivation to their relatives.But what happened to the families of so many people?Why do they need to send spiritual practice?

"It's okay, use mine." The cloaked man said flatly, then turned to the guy at the counter and said, "Take this old gentleman to see his son, and I'll do the rest."

Zhou Nan suddenly wanted to see the face under the mask.But what he wants to find out more at this time is what happened in this city.

After the man in the cloak finished delivering the spiritual training, another buddy came to lead him the way. Out of the Mi'an Pavilion, Zhou Nan followed them all the way to a place called Miaoshou Hall.

This place looks more imposing than the Mi'an Pavilion just now...and more fortified. There are a few guards guarding the door when they enter, carefully checking everyone's badges.The guy who led the way in Mi'an Pavilion didn't go in, but handed a note to the guard at the gate. The guard with a blank face glanced at it, and said to the cloaked man: "No. [-] on the third floor."

The guard did not let him go immediately after speaking, but stared at the man in the cloak, as if waiting for a response.The man in the cloak paused, stretched out his fingers and stroked his own spiritual veins three times, and sealed his spiritual power just like Zhou Nan just now...

There must be something wrong in this building, otherwise why would the people who entered have to seal Lingxiu?Zhou Nan quickly followed, eager to know the answer.

On the third floor, there is a neat row of doors and windows, a bit like an inn, and a bit like a medical hall.The man in the cloak walked into Room [-], and Zhou Nan slipped in sideways before he closed the door.The furnishings in this room are exquisite, with curtains hanging on the bed with carved shelves, and a slender figure lying on the bed can be vaguely seen.

The cloaked man walked straight to the bed, knelt down to feel the man's pulse, and called softly: "Brother Li..."

There was no response, and the man in the cloak stopped making a sound, and suddenly his whole body began to tremble.

He cried? !Although he didn't make a sound, Zhou Nan could tell from the man's back that he was probably sobbing.

"Brother Li, I'm sorry for making you suffer. I've already found out, and I'll take you away tonight, you wait for me..." There was a distinct tremor in Yin Ren's voice, and Zhou Nan could hear it clearly when he stood behind him.

If the man in the cloak finds out that someone in this room is eavesdropping on these words, he must have no good fruit to eat.

After a while, the person on the bed seemed to wake up, and seemed to be very weak, and the figure in the tent moved.

"Brother Li... how do you feel?" The cloaked man held his hand, still shaking.

Suddenly, the man in the tent stood up, almost using all his strength, raised his hand and slapped the man in the cloak: "What are you doing here?"

The cloaked man lowered his head and did not answer.

The person in the tent also said with a trembling voice: "Don't be fooled again, they have no antidote at all..."

"I know, I just came in to tell you," the cloaked man interrupted, sounding anxious, "I'm here to take you away tonight. They don't have the antidote, but I do. I know they don't collect cultivation for refining The antidote... This is Wuji Dao's conspiracy. They poisoned each of you, and then induced us to sacrifice our cultivation, just for that candle..."

Zhou Nan suddenly felt dizzy, and when he opened his eyes, he was back outside the city. Mu Xi half-kneeled in front of him, interlocking his fingers, and the unparalleled seal shone between their palms.

Seeing him open his eyes, Mu Xi let go of his hand.

"Master Mu, this is Wuji..."

"I know." Mu Xi has Wushuangyin, so naturally he knows everything. Just now he felt palpitations after hearing Wuji Dao, so he called Zhou Nan back.

"But," Zhou Nan felt a little dazed, everything was so sudden that he hadn't figured it out yet, "how could the Promise Dao have anything to do with the Blood Soul Candle?"

What Zhou Nan actually wants to ask is, if this is the Wuji Dao a hundred years ago, then Wuji Yinglong...