Chapter 8: The Mutation of Xuan Ling Jue

"What should we do now instead of chatting here like two fools" Huang Jun watched as the clouds in the sky were getting deeper and deeper.

"What time is it?"

"It's 10 a.m., but we don't think it means anything to us right now."

"What do you see is that?" Suddenly, Shu Yao screamed.

"Huh?" Huang Jun looked into the distance, and suddenly found that in addition to the Xuancheng villagers gathered around the square, at some point, a group of people wearing white hats poured out of the hole in the middle of the square, they were men and women, their faces were solemn, they couldn't see any expression, and they were dressed like people going out of the funeral. What made Huang Jun even more strange was that after those people poured out of the hole, as if they didn't see him and Shu Yao, they were directly divided into several groups, gathered in front of the wooden coffins, I don't know what they were busy with, and there was no sound in the whole process, and even the cry that Huang Jun imagined that the mourners should have made did not come out, like a silent movie, but the uncomfortable and oppressive atmosphere made Huang Jun almost out of breath like a substance.

"What are they doing? What are they? Alien spirits? It's too much, I don't think the two of us can deal with it" Shu Yao never thought that things would be even worse.

"No, they don't look like breath, but they don't look like people, what are they?" Huang Jun was stunned by the sight in front of him. But soon, he recovered, "No matter who they are, we can't wait any longer, I'm afraid we can't afford to wait any longer." ”

"What are you going to do?"

"See that hole? Is that the hole that the group of people in white clothes ran out of? I'll go in, you stay outside, and ventilate at any time if there is any situation", Huang Jun pointed to the hole in the middle of the square, until this moment, there were still a large number of white mourners pouring out of it, but Huang Jun couldn't tell what it was, so he had to call them vaguely.

"You're alone? I'll accompany you in" Shu Yao looked at the Xuancheng villagers who had nothing behind him, and the white-clothed man in front of him who didn't know what he was busy with before, his heart was bottomless.

"No, I don't know what's inside, both of them went in, wouldn't it be bad if they couldn't get out, and your inheritance is more complete than mine, if, I mean if the situation changes, these villagers outside will have to wait for you to rescue" Huang Jun categorically rejected Shu Yao's request.

"That's good", Shu Yao nodded, and suddenly stretched out his hand, between the electric flints, Huang Jun only felt that his scalp was numb, and then he saw Shu Yao's mischievous smile.

"It's all this time, you can really laugh, what did you do?" Huang Jun said angrily.

"It's nothing, it's just a hair of yours" Shu Yao said disapprerovitously, only to see that at some point, there was already an imperceptible hair on his hand, naturally, it was Huang Jun's, in Huang Jun's stunned exclamation, the tiny hair actually burned, and a blue smoke rose in the air, and the smoke got into Huang Jun and Shu Yao's nostrils, and then disappeared.

"What kind of spell is this? It's amazing", Huang Jun envied the way, his inheritance is not complete, and in the ancient books, except for the Xuan Ling Jue and those strange stories, there are not many spells that can be used, in the past, when facing the strange spirits, Huang Jun used the spiritual power of cultivation to brutally press the strange spirits, this method is simple and violent, but there is no skill, it is to see Shu Yao use such a beautiful spell, and he is very emotional.

"Nothing, little trick, if you can come out, I'll teach you. See that puff of blue smoke, right? From now on, within three days, we can contact at any time, as long as you concentrate your mind and meditate on my name, we can communicate with each other, but my current realm is not high, and each spell can only last for three days, if you can't come out after three days, then I don't know what to do, if it's my master, she may have another way", speaking of waiting for Huang Jun to come out, Shu Yao's mood became inexplicably impatient, and Huang Jun had only known him for a day, but now the two seem to be about to die, This complex emotion still touched her mood as a guardian.

"Three days, it's enough, time is running out, I'll go in first" Huang Jun nodded, naturally, he didn't have no waves in his heart, but now the situation is critical, and he can only take one step at a time, he doesn't know what will be waiting for him in that hole, and he doesn't know if he can have a chance to come out, but now he knows very firmly that he must go in. Not only because of the worry of his life, but also because he felt a kind of throbbing, that throbbing came from the exercises, since the cultivation of the Xuan Ling Jue, although he knew some of the wonders of this exercise, but in general, the realm is still very low, it's not that he doesn't work hard, in fact, since he got that ancient book, in addition to taking on business, he has time to study the Xuan Ling Jue, and the Xuan Ling Jue is also very wonderful, at the beginning, his entry is very fast, Huang Jun can even feel that he has made significant progress every day, just like that, It wasn't until the third year that Huang Jun suddenly felt that the speed of Xuan Ling Jue's progress was getting slower and slower, slower and slower, until finally, when he reached the peak of the first layer of Xuan Ling Jue, Huang Jun could no longer feel his own progress, and since then, no matter how hard he tried, Xuan Ling Jue no longer seemed to have any progress. Huang Jun didn't know where the problem was, but he still insisted on practicing every day.

However, today, when he saw the group of mysterious white-clothed people coming out of the hole, Huang Jun suddenly felt that the exercises that had not been broken through for a long time had a hint of loosening, as if a voice told him: Go in, go in, in Shu Yao's eyes, it looks like a strange hole like a man-eating beast, in Huang Jun's opinion, it exudes a fatal temptation, although he doesn't know why, but he knows that there must be something he needs there, so Huang Jun decided to go in without hesitation.

Without saying anything more or explaining anything, Huang Jun glanced at Shu Yao, his expression became more solemn than ever, and he slowly walked towards the entrance of the cave step by step. Now there are no white-clothed people coming out of the cave anymore, next to those strange wooden coffins, but surrounded by white-clothed people, although they are silent, but Huang Jun found that they are doing something according to the funeral rituals, but there is one thing that makes Huang Jun feel very strange, that is, the rituals made by the group of white-clothed people are undoubtedly funeral rituals, but those techniques obviously do not belong to the modern era, but are the same as the ancient rituals. It was the ritual of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, which Huang Jun recognized after a glance and after thinking about it. The blood in the sky continued to expand, as if it was about to swallow up the entire earth, and the group of people in white lit torches, and what could only appear in dreams in the past appeared alive in front of Huang Jun.

"Maybe, maybe in that cave, there is the answer I want," Huang Jun couldn't help but say to himself. He walked very slowly, but his footsteps did not stop for a moment, nor did he hesitate, gradually, his figure disappeared at the entrance of the cave, Shu Yao looked at Huang Jun, as if looking at a beloved toy that he would never see again, at the same time, the gloomy aura around him surged, and Shu Yao, who was a guardian, actually felt a little cold.

When Huang Jun walked into the entrance of the cave, the sky was bright, yes, this is the feeling, the sky outside the cave is gloomy, although because of the blood, you can still see things, but it gives people the feeling that it is depressing, but the cave is as bright as day, the walls on both sides, emitting a soft red light, take a closer look, as if something is wriggling on the wall, Huang Jun seems to have an illusion, as if this wall is alive, and now, when Huang Jun is walking inside, on the wall, it seems that there are countless eyes staring at him. Although he can't see it, he still has this intuition as a guardian, and in the past, Huang Jun relied on this intuition to be able to accurately find out where the strange spirit was, but today, he only felt the feeling of being "stared at", but he never felt the direction of that thing. As his footsteps went deeper and deeper, something destined in the dark seemed to be calling him all the way in front of him, and that feeling became stronger and stronger, Huang Jun at this moment actually felt that he was not exploring, nor was he fighting to the death at a moment of life and death crisis, but as if he was back home, that kind of warm and peaceful feeling, Huang Jun had not experienced it for a long time.

I don't know how long I walked, but I finally came to the end. Huang Jun raised his head, and then saw a scene that made him unforgettable in his life: what kind of stone room is this, judging from the color, this stone room has existed for some years, in the middle of the stone room, is a strange statue, the face of the statue is impressive, the reason why it can be seen at a glance, it is because there is such a statue painted on the first page of the ancient book that Huang Jun got, Huang Jun didn't know what it was at that time, he had specifically checked the information, and finally confirmed that it was a dry fish, Huang Jun naturally heard of the legend of this zombie ancestor, he couldn't understand why there was a statue of it in the ancient book passed down to him by his grandfather, and he didn't care about it at the time, but he didn't expect that today, in such a strange scene, Huang Jun saw the statue again. It's just that unlike the plane on the book, this time the statue is three-dimensional, and it also appears more vivid, judging from the appearance, a strange and bloody smell comes to the face. Unlike the strange spirits he usually dealt with, this time with his momentum alone, Huang Jun already felt extremely difficult. However, Huang Jun did not despair, because on that statue, he actually felt a kind aura, this kindness simply made Huang Jun feel incredible, why he felt such an aura on this legendary evil creature, but the truth is so strange.