Fortunately, the space was rotated by the great supernatural powers of the demon clan, otherwise Jiang Ping really had no way to dig a hole in the sun, moon and stars map, and Jiang Ping could only figure out the reason why Mo Yu Mingmin could reach the mortal world without passing through the passage.

The giant mountain rat excavated very quickly, and after a while, a deep passage was excavated, and even the rat Cuihua joined the ranks of digging the hole, and when the two rats returned from the ground, the tunnel was no longer in sight.

Jiang Ping took out the bowl, Jiang Xiaowan got out of the bowl, Jiang Xiaowan first circled around Jiang Ping, and then fell on Jiang Ping's head and dragged Jiang Ping's hair affectionately.

"Okay, Xiaowan, don't make trouble, I'm still waiting for you to help!" Jiang Ping took Jiang Xiaowan's shirt and dragged him off his head, the relationship between Jiang Ping and Jiang Xiaowan was that of master and servant, so he could touch Jiang Xiaowan, if he was an outsider, it would be impossible to touch Jiang Xiaowan's spirit.

"Got it, Jiang Ping, let go of me!" Jiang Xiaowan waved his short limbs and said, Jiang Ping let go of Jiang Xiaowan who was in his hand, and saw Jiang Xiaowan take out the storage bag given to him by Jiang Ping out of nowhere.

The little hand reached into the storage bag and took out the mutilated stone tablet, even Jiang Ping felt a little struggling to wrap his hands around the stone tablet, Jiang Xiaowan had already been lifted by the stone tablet with just one palm.

Jiang Xiaowan held the stele in his hand, flew to the top of the tunnel, pressed down with his palm, and the stele fell quickly into the tunnel, Jiang Xiaowan followed, stepped on the stele, and fell down with the stele.

Jiang Ping and Jiang Xiaowan have the same heart, Jiang Xiaowan shared the scene he saw in Jiang Ping's mind through the connection between spiritual senses, and there was nothing strange when he first fell.

The stele descended quickly, but when it was halfway down to the tunnel, the up and down seemed to be reversed in an instant, and the stele changed from falling to floating, Jiang Xiaowan stretched out his short palm and pushed it on top of the stele.

"Boom!" The stele was on top of the thick rock formation, Jiang Xiaowan flew up and floated in front of the stele, and the purple-black ghost aura on his body rushed into the stele, the stele seemed to be induced, and the entire stele was lit up, and the broken inscription flashed on it.

A steady stream of yin qi poured into Jiang Xiaowan's body, and a strange Buddhist cipher suddenly appeared on Jiang Xiaowan's forehead, although it looked different from the orthodox Buddhist ciphertext in terms of shape, color, and even breath.

But it always gives people an uncomfortable feeling, this rune seems to suppress Jiang Xiaowan's three souls and seven spirits, not only this Buddhist secret text, but even through Jiang Xiaowan's spiritual sense to affect Jiang Ping.

This kind of pain of suppressing the soul was inflicted on Jiang Ping and Jiang Xiaowan's master and servant, "Burn! Jiang Ping let out a low roar, and the flames in the sea of his consciousness rose wildly, rushing towards the secret text of the Buddha.

The flames in Jiang Ping's sea of knowledge seemed to have a mortal threat to the Buddhist ciphertext, and the flames actually devoured the Buddhist ciphertext little by little, and even the Buddhist ciphertext on Jiang Xiaowan's forehead was swallowed up by the flames, and was replaced by a burning flame texture.

The devoured secret text of the Buddha sect poured into the depths of Jiang Ping's dantian, blending into the seed of karmic fire, the seed trembled slightly, and a trace of demonic flame floated out of it, this flame did not cause any harm to Jiang Ping, but floated obediently on his dantian.

Jiang Ping knew that this was the so-called karmic fire, Jiang Ping hid this silk karmic fire in the deepest part of the dantian, this is one of his biggest chassis, of course, in his biggest secret, it is still the mysterious little gourd that he has not been able to understand.

After disposing of the trace of karmic fire in the dantian, Jiang Ping pulled back his wandering thoughts, "Xiaowan, you are not injured, are you?" Jiang Ping sent a message to Jiang Xiaowan that the ciphertext that appeared on Jiang Xiaowan's body was too weird, but fortunately, it was resolved without danger.

"The flame you just now seems to have purified my three souls and seven souls, and refined those ciphers and impurities in my soul, thank you, Jiang Ping." Jiang Xiaowan's demeanor became more and more agile, and she couldn't tell that Jiang Xiaowan was a ghost cultivator in the Qi training period.

The ciphertext on his forehead was removed, and when Jiang Xiaowan was cultivating before, the ciphertext on his forehead did not appear, a large part of the reason was the suppression of the yin qi in the stone tablet, and Jiang Xiaowan had not used mana to cast spells.

That's why these ciphertexts only emerged at this moment, and now these ciphertexts that blocked the operation of his mana were all burned up by Jiang Ping's flames, and Jiang Xiaowan's cultivation that had just broken through was showing signs of loosening again.

"Five Ghost Carrying!" Jiang Xiaowan snorted, and the purple-black mana in his body surged out, condensing into five black phantoms, these five black shadows were in different forms, some were holding a sack, some were wearing robes, and some were not as long as they could say.

The remaining two are in the form of wrestlers, but only one of them has a stronger arm, "Collect heaven and earth, five ghosts carry oil, e!" As Jiang Xiaowan's words fell, five black shadows swooped out, passed through the thick layer of soil, and rushed straight to the mortal world.

Under Jiang Xiaowan's control, the five ghosts did not fly out directly, but poked their heads out first, confirming that it was late at night in the mortal world at this time, and there was no sun hanging in the sky, so the five ghosts flew out of it and flew into the distance without leaving a trace.

After doing all this, Jiang Xiaowan, who was in the underground demon domain, drilled back from the tunnel and flew back to Jiang Ping's head leisurely, as for the stone tablet, it was still in the tunnel, and the remnant monument at this time was under Jiang Xiaowan's control, providing a steady stream of yin qi for the five ghosts who floated to the mortal world.

In this way, Jiang Xiaowan can save a lot of unnecessary cultivation consumption, "Xiaowan, where did you learn the spell you just cast?" Also learned from that stele? Jiang Ping asked suspiciously.

Although he didn't follow Jiang Xiaowan to the tunnel, through the spiritual vision transmitted by Jiang Xiaowan, Jiang Xiaowan's every move was like a movie, presented in front of his eyes, and he naturally saw Jiang Xiaowan's Five Ghost Carrying Technique.

"Of course, I learned a lot of things there, do you want me to hand them over to you, but these spells can only be cultivated by ghost cultivators, or Jiang Ping, you can turn to ghost cultivation?" The more Jiang Xiaowan spoke, the more excited she became, and in the end, she even instigated Jiang Ping to cultivate the ghost path.

Although the monk's body will disintegrate after the dissolution, the soul will be nourished by the disintegration of the body, so that the soul will become stronger, this method is generally only used when the monk fails to cross the catastrophe and has nothing to do, and wants to find another way out to cultivate the ghost path.