Killing God

Chapter 290 Three Soul Crystals

Maybe it's because in this dark labyrinth deep underground, the feeling of time is different from that of people on the ground.Without the sunrise and sunset, the day is bright and the night is dark, people with lonely minds may live like years, but for Shen Shi who is dedicated to practice, time always feels that time passes quickly.

Before coming down, Shen Shi shaved off the snow-white fox fur to avoid trouble, and now the hair has grown back a lot, although it is not as white as snow at the beginning, it looks as beautiful as a snow-field elf Although the new hair covered the flesh, it still looks much more pleasing to the eye, and it has already recovered a bit of its original "beauty".

Shen Shi also found that in the recent period of time, the fox often wandered around on the stone platform, sleeping and resting near the coffin from time to time, and occasionally saw it going back to dawdling or stroking the coffin a few times. There is some interest in the cold coffin.

This action reminded Shen Shi, and later he asked Huang Ming why during this period of time, the coffin changed from the original golden light to the deep purple-black color that some people are now, but Huang Ming didn't care about it. He didn't mean to explain in detail, but after glancing at the coffin, he said lightly, "It doesn't matter, it's fine" and then perfunctory.

Although Shen Shi felt a little strange, Huang Ming was the one who had been in this underground labyrinth for many years, and he was obviously more familiar with everything here, so Shen Shi didn't ask any more questions, and he was too lazy to meddle in other people's business. He put his experience into the practice of Yin Yang mantra.

In this way, time passed, and soon it was the beginning of the third month when he entered the Yaozu underground palace.During this period of time, under Huang Ming's careful teaching, Shen Shi has basically fully comprehended the Yin-Yang Curse, a strange secret method of the monster race, and the rest is to continue to practice in the long years to come. Go further along the way of magic.And this period of getting along seems to have finally made these two men who were originally from two eras completely familiar with each other, eliminated most of the strangeness and began to understand each other more.

In the spare time of practicing, Shen Shi often chatted with Huang Ming, and there were many things to talk about, and then he quickly discovered that perhaps because he was alone for too long, Huang Ming seemed to like chatting and talking very much.

Huang Ming told him a lot about his life, experience, friends, enemies, and all kinds of anecdotes that have been lost for thousands of years, and from Shen Shi's mouth, Huang Ming also knew the identity of his unnamed disciple. Life, the people and things he has seen, heard, and experienced in the past 20 years, even including Shen Shi's most intimate emotional troubles with several women.

Shen Shi didn't know why he said so much to Huang Ming, maybe it was because of gratitude?Maybe it's because he knows in his heart that Huang Ming has been imprisoned in this dark underground all his life, and he is the only person he can confide to without any risk.

So when time passed and these days passed quietly, in the dark and gloomy depths of the ground, they suddenly found that each of them had become the person who knew each other best.

Besides, at some point in the middle, Shen Shi had another very unexpected harvest. He heard another very shocking news from Huang Ming.It was one day when he recalled the past, he felt a little agitated, and told Huang Ming about the past between himself and Ling Chunni. Huang Ming quietly listened to Shen Shi's narration, and did not ask or interrupt him. It's just that in the last part of the story, his face looked a little weird, as if he was in a kind of deep thought.

Then on the second day, Huang Ming suddenly found Shen Shi, and said to him:

"I'm afraid there is something wrong with that black crystal."

Shen Shi was stunned for a moment, and then realized that what Huang Ming said was probably the black crystal that he told him yesterday that he gave Ling Chunni as a gift, and he couldn't help but asked in amazement: "What?"

Huang Ming didn't seem to be fully sure, but after thinking about it, he said to Shen Shi: "According to what you said yesterday and the way this crystal was obtained, I think this thing is probably Before the ancient times, a very rare treasure "Yin Soul Crystal", its quality is extremely yin, it is said that it is a strange thing that can communicate the two worlds of yin and yang, and can accommodate weak ghosts to temporarily live in it, not to be hurt by the yang energy of heaven and earth, and not to enter reincarnation , In other words, it is equivalent to a rare treasure that can resist the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and it is very precious."

"The ghost crystal is extremely rare, and it has been rare in the world since ancient times. Moreover, if it exists in this world, it will often attract countless powerful forces such as big monsters and giant ghosts to fight to the death. Waiting for the second life of the monster. According to what you said before, I feel that the woman named Ling Chunni may have been eroded by a powerful ghost hidden in the ghost crystal, that is, As the saying goes, seize the house."

Shen Shi was startled, stunned and speechless. At this moment, many inexplicable doubts in the past seemed to suddenly arise or be revealed one by one before his eyes. Ling Chunni's strange actions, expressions or words and deeds were originally It looked like nothing, but looking at it now, it seemed that there were traces of something strange.

After a long time, Shen Shi didn't speak, and just stood there in silence, the expression on his face gradually cooled down from the initial drastic change, and finally he was frowning tightly in a daze, as if he was recalling Thinking about something.

After waiting for a long time, Huang Ming asked him, "What are you going to do now?"

After Shen Shi was silent for a while, he raised his head and looked at Huang Ming. The expression on his face had gradually returned to normal, but his voice sounded a little low, and he said, "I'd better practice first."

Huang Ming said "oh", looked at him and said, "Aren't you going to find her?"

Shen Shi bowed his head silently, and after a while, he whispered: "This world is too big, I can't find her."

Huang Ming nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and said nothing more.

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Lying on the other side of the stone platform, the fox on the ground near the coffin seemed to sense the sudden coldness of the atmosphere on Shen Shi's side. He raised his head to look at Shen Shi and Huang Ming, but then lowered his head, The left and right are just two men sitting there chatting, and it has nothing to do with it.

It looked up and yawned, flicked its big tail that had grown snow-white fluff again, walked to the coffin and lay down, stretched out a paw and touched the coffin.

The inner and outer coffins remained motionless, without the slightest reaction, not even the faint vibrations that had occurred before.The fox was a little disappointed, but he didn't seem overly surprised, because the response in this coffin that made him excited, curious and fun suddenly became much weaker, and there were many times when he didn't even respond. See It seems that something happened in the coffin, which made the strange things inside a lot more fragile.

There is even a weird feeling that the things inside are fragile and dying.

The fox doesn't know what's in the coffin, and it still doesn't know anything about most of the things here, but it's the biggest thing it likes to play secretly with this coffin in these days when it's boring. fun again.

So the fox looks a little sad.

Although it is a beast, it still has emotions of its own.

It lay on the ground sullenly, then looked at the tall coffin, and let out a soft cry, with a somewhat sad voice.

The coffin remained motionless, as if it was completely indifferent to this seemingly insignificant fox, and the fox didn't seem to care about it at all, it just called out as it wanted, and soon, it seemed to be a little sleepy, so it rolled its body He stood up, his furry tail curled together, like a warm quilt covering his head.

I don't know how long it took, and from the silent coffin, there was a very small "click" sound, and then from nowhere, a small black thing seemed to fall down and landed on the ground. After bouncing a few times, it rolled in a circle, slowly rolled to the side of the fox, and slid under the beautiful white hairs it had grown.

(Finally home.)