The so-called contemplation of falling yin is a technique of traveling through the underworld with the body of yang. By contemplating the falling yin, the recipient can see the outline of the underworld with his own eyes, and see people who are separated from his yin and yang. However, this technique is very restrictive, and the mana of the caster, the physique of the recipient, and the environment in which the technique is performed are all necessary conditions to restrict the contemplation of the falling yin.

There are also three steps to observe the falling yin, the practice, the exit of the palace, and the falling yin. That is, the caster makes the recipient enter the Yuanshen Palace in his body first, and then go out from the Yuanshen Palace to reach the underworld. This Yuanjin Palace is like a transit station, it does exist in the form of energy in the human body, and when the person's spiritual consciousness enters the Yuanchen Palace, it will be found to be an image of the building. Then, according to the strict instructions of the practitioner, the recipient must enter the hospital from the room, or go down a certain staircase, and then go through a door, so that he can truly reach the underworld.

At present, many so-called practitioners in the world who are proficient in the observation of falling yin are mostly deceived by hypnosis, and the real viewing of falling yin is in the hands of this old man. But the old mana is not enough, so the scene of the underworld he sees is also vague and dreamlike.

Of course, at this time, beside this old man, there are three serious visitors from the underworld, and the spiritual power of any one person is enough to greatly increase the effect of the old man's spell, and the scene he sees will be completely different from the hazy scene before.

The old man was very excited, he had never had such a real and close contact with these 'immortals'.....

Lu Yuanjun sat cross-legged on the ground, on his eyes, covered with a dark yellow cloth, the cloth strip was painted with a strange and dense charm, Lu Yuanjun couldn't understand, this was the old man took out of the cloth pocket, said that this is called a lantern cloth.

Uncle Qizi, the pigtailed man, and the old man all sat cross-legged on the ground, and the four of them sat in a circle, around the possessed light rain. Behind each of the four of them lay a small, worn-out bowl containing clear water, but in each of them lay three grains of rice and a thin, short, thumb-long wicker.

In addition to this, in each bowl, there is a drop of blood. Behind each person was a bowl of their own blood.

"Uncle Qizi, what is the lantern cloth?" Lu Yuanjun asked with some curiosity.

"The cloth of the spiritual lamp is induced, so that it is easier to do 'watching the falling yin'." The old man preemptively explained.

"Stinky boy, keep your mouth shut. We don't have this lamp, we don't need to get it. Uncle Qi said.

After hearing this, Lu Yuanjun tore off the cloth on his eyes, only to find that Uncle Qizi and the pigtailed man did not wear the yellow cloth, only the old man wore it.

"Just close your eyes." Uncle Qi said with his eyes closed.

Lu Yuanjun closed his eyes, held his breath, and waited for the old man to continue his practice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we should have tried to make altars and Dao postures, but now the conditions are limited, so we can only do so, so I hope to use the mana of all the great immortals to protect my gods....." The old man said respectfully.

The pigtailed man replied, "Okay." Then, he closed his eyes and took off the hosta on his head, and lightly tapped Xiaoyu's body, Lu Yuanjun seemed to hear a crisp sound of "ding~", and then, a green point of light was left in the place where Xiaoyu was touched by the hosta.

The old man began to babble and chant a series of incantations, Lu Yuanjun couldn't hear it clearly, but he seemed to be able to feel that when the old man was reciting the incantation, an extremely faint spiritual power collapsed and spread out, enveloping him, and then, his body seemed to be gently pulled down by that spiritual power.

"Oops!" Uncle Qi shook his head impatiently, "It's too slow!" ”

In an instant, Lu Yuanjun felt a sudden surge of spiritual power from Uncle Qizi's body, if the spiritual power that shrouded him before was a light mist, then now the spiritual power emitted by Uncle Qizi was billowing smoke.

The old man snorted in surprise, he had never felt such a powerful mana, and before that, that faint mist was already his peak.

The old man's incantation became faster and faster, and Lu Yuanjun felt as if he was going to be dragged down, probably this was the process of watching the yin.

"Next, we are going to enter our respective Yuanshen Palace, everyone step into the court, and slowly leave the hospital....." The old man's voice suddenly became a little gloomy, probably because of the reason for the gloom.

"No need." Uncle Qi Zi said, and a circle of spiritual power was vibrated again, and this time, all the spiritual power was shrouded in the old man's body.

"I'll pull you down."

The old man immediately shouted in a panic, it seemed that he was in the Yuanchen Palace, according to the normal situation, he should have stepped into the courtyard from the room, and then walked out, but unexpectedly, a visible green light suddenly appeared out of thin air, covering his whole body, and pulled himself down with a 'swish'.

The old man felt dizzy and even a little nauseous for a moment, and his mind was a mess, completely unaware of why. It seems that he is falling, spinning, and even churning rapidly, and this process is indescribably strange, as if it is fleeting in the blink of an eye, and it seems like a thousand years.

For a moment, the old man felt that he had lost his direction and time, and even lost himself, his consciousness was somewhat dissolved, completely stripped from his body, and the moment he fell, he seemed to hear countless moans, screams, evil laughs, and pain all around him.

This..... Is it hell.....

This is the first time the old man has felt the existence of the underworld, and he doesn't know what to call it, but for people who have dealt with evil spirits and ghosts all his life, this place is really familiar and strange. And this old man was also excited and scared at this time.

The old man seemed to hear a woman's sigh, and he seemed to see a little girl squatting in the corner drinking rancid water, and he seemed to see a woman in a red dress with a graceful figure, and the woman looked at him, leaving two lines of blood and tears on her pale face.

"Is that you.....?" The old man was surprised, but before he could react, his body fell rapidly. The old man slowly became familiar with the feeling of being dizzy.

Then the old man felt that he was in a green chaos, which was neither gloomy nor dark, but hung there like a cloud, waiting for the old man to smash down.

The old man's head was about to be overwhelmed, he had never seen this magical place so clearly, and he had never been so conscious of the falling shadows.

"Boom!" Suddenly, the old man landed on the ground. He slowly opened his eyes, only to find that he was still sitting cross-legged, and the surroundings were no longer the room he had been in.

Overhead, a 'sky' glowing with a dull green light, and beneath our feet was a dull earth, and everything around me was as quiet as a rock. Behind him, there was a tall and boundless wall.

The pigtailed man inserted the hosta back into the hair group, he squinted his eyes, and lazily stretched out a hand towards the old man.

"Welcome to Hades."

"We're here" Uncle Qi looked around, his eyes were full of anticipation, and he snorted coldly, "I know..... The Outer Lands.....

"Wait..... Wait a minute....." The old man trembled and held his head and looked around, his expression a little dazed.

"We are all spirits, so we can come directly, you are still a mortal with the physical body of the primordial god, so you can only bring your spirit, not your body." Uncle Qi explained, but the old man waved his hand.

Uncle Qi Zi was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned pale, he understood what the old man was worried about.

Lu Yuanjun, gone!

Immediately after, Uncle Qi felt a huge black shadow covering the light behind him, and he turned around, only to see a behemoth grinning his teeth.....