"Ahh

For a moment, Wang Ming felt like he was back in a state of non-cultivation.

Is this retribution?

Let the white-haired cloud mirror see the "beautiful as a flower" self in the past, and then take it immediately, what he did was too cruel.

Bang! Wang Ming fell solidly on a thick stone slab, a little dizzy.

Wang Ming supported his hands, struggled to get up from the stone slab, sat down with his feet crossed, and immediately checked his body and mind.

After a while, Wang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, but his cultivation was temporarily sealed in the cross-border process, and now it has been restored.

Where is this?

In fact, when Wang Ming sat down cross-legged, he had already set aside a part of his mind to investigate: it was a closed cave, and he was sitting on a coffin board made of a whole turquoise spirit stone, which was nothing to be afraid of, and there were many small caves on the surrounding walls, like the Ten Thousand Buddhas Cave in the temple......

Now Wang Ming looked at it with his heart, looked at it with his cloud eyes, and was immediately stunned by the spectacular scene in front of him.

It was as if he were in a well, about a hundred feet in radius, surrounded by circular walls, a thousand feet high from the lowest point to the highest point.

There are countless small caves on the walls, and in each cave there is a small glass bottle, which is transparent, and you can clearly see that there is a pill inside.

Miraculously, the elixirs are suspended in the middle of the glass bottle.

From the bottom to the top, the entire cylinder wall is afraid that there are really tens of thousands of small caves, that is to say, there are tens of thousands of glass bottles, tens of thousands of pills, and the reason why Wang Ming was shocked was because of this.

Wang Ming first looked at eye level, then raised his head.

Each pill was sealed in a glass bottle, but there was still a faint fragrance wafting out.

You can only smell the medicinal fragrance in the low place, and when the medicinal fragrance is about 100 zhang high, the medicinal fragrance forms a visible medicinal gas. Wang Ming saw that the medicinal qi rose lightly, forming a colorful cloud of light at the "wellhead", which could change at any time.

This is the wellhead, and further up is the "manhole cover", which can't get out at all.

However, Wang Ming fell from there, because there was a yin and yang talisman hidden in the medicinal qi cloud.

Wang Ming stared at the wellhead for a while, sensed the yin and yang charm, and put his mind at ease. As long as his mind moves, he can return to the Heavenly Bridge.

It's a pity that Wang Ming can't see the scene on the other side of the Tiansheng Bridge like Zhang Heng, maybe the "white hair" has been guarding there.

Wang Ming sacrificed the yin and yang talisman in the Qiankun bag and tried to contact Zhang Heng of the Great Dream Cave Heaven, but there was no response. Wang Ming is not surprised, it is common for the "signal" to be interrupted after crossing the border.

Wang Ming was not in a hurry, he had already deduced many possibilities with Zhang Xiaju before he came, and the current situation was also considered before.

With the help of the light of the medicinal qi of the ten thousand caves, Wang Ming saw that with him as the center, there was a coffin at a distance of about two zhang from each other, and there were no less than three or four hundred coffins as far as the eye could see.

Wang Ming jumped off the coffin and pushed open the lid of the coffin under him, and there was an old man in gorgeous clothes lying inside, with a peaceful face.

Wang Ming glanced at it, the old man in gorgeous clothes wore it on his head, put it in his mouth, and put it on his wrist were all good things. Wang Ming restrained the greed in his heart, said "I'm sorry" in his heart, and closed the coffin lid again.

Wang Ming looked around at the other coffins, but many of the coffin lids were open, and there were no bodies in them except for the burial. Wang Ming naturally had such a picture in his mind:

A light came down from the mouth of the well, shining under one of the coffins, the lid of the coffin opened, and the corpse inside floated to the mouth of the well, and finally entered the corpse realm.

Wang Ming smiled and first determined whether this was the burial place of the Medicine King Sect. One by one, he searched for the coffins with the lid open.

The archaeological work was very serious, and soon, Wang Ming determined that this was the burial place of Yaowangzong through some books and documents left in the coffin.

To Wang Ming's surprise, there was no surprising burial found in these coffins without corpses, but only the clothes that the deceased often wore before their deaths and their favorite small objects.

Wang Ming didn't expect the top sect to be so picky, he didn't want to be a perverted collector of the belongings of the medicine king sect's boss.

The place where hundreds of coffins gathered, it should have been gloomy all around, but there was a medicinal smell, and Wang Ming didn't have this feeling at all. At the same time, Wang Ming believes that this burial place is almost completely closed from the outside world, but there is no need to worry about holding his breath, it is also because of the medicinal gas.

Wang Ming felt that it was right to let the coffin go, because it was just a temporary residence for corpses, and there was nothing worth noting in itself. What intrigued Wang Ming was the medicinal gas floating at the mouth of the well, which had a deeper meaning in addition to the changes in color and shape.

Wang Ming observed for a moment and saw that different medicinal gases floated to the wellhead and then fused together, faintly having a feeling of "mutual growth and mutual restraint".

This is normal, even if there is no sentence in the classics of the Medicine King Sect, but they must know similar truths, otherwise the Medicine King Sect will not become the number one alchemy sect in the world, and it will also become the top sect in Shenzhou.

The first thing is to judge whether there are any gods of the Medicine King Sect in it. This is what Zhang Xiaju told Wang Ming, and after collecting a large number of classics and records, she set a plan for Wang Ming.

Wang Ming returned to the coffin where he had fallen, cross-legged into his meditation, and the thunder light released the thunder light, and then the divine light. In the blink of an eye, the divine light filled the entire "deep well". If there were gods of the Medicine King Sect in the "deep well", they would definitely sense each other.

Half a cup of tea, Wang Ming's divine thoughts were all over every corner, without any resonance, which showed that the gods of the Medicine King Sect were not here.

This is normal, the burial place is the gateway to the corpse realm, because the gods will be harmed when the corpse realm gate is opened.

To put it simply, the corpse world is to restrain the soul and welcome the flesh.

Zhang Xiaju analyzed that it was unlikely that there were gods in the place where Yao Wang Sect was buried, but in case Wang Ming entered, he still had to check carefully, because even if there was a trace of divine thought, Wang Ming would be discovered immediately when he entered.

Wang Ming tried to poke the Divine Thoughts out of the "wall" again, but found that the Divine Thoughts were "bounced" back, and a small part was absorbed, causing Wang Ming to have a slight headache.

The "wall" is like a soundproof wall, which seems to isolate the spirit. Wang Ming put down his heart and ruled out the possibility of the existence of gods and divine thoughts, which means that there is no monitoring "camera" of the Medicine King Sect in it.

The second thing is not to be like a country boy who has never seen the world, and he is so excited to see the treasures in his eyes that he doesn't want to try to perform the Jingxiang technique.

Wang Ming no longer hesitated at the moment, and crossed his legs to understand the ancient well.

Half an hour passed, and Wang Ming's forehead gradually sweated a little, and the Jingxiang technique continued to be performed but did not see any effect.

Wang Ming said in his heart, probably because the two places are thousands of miles apart.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Wang Mingyun saw that a vague "pipe" was forming in mid-air.

There is a door!

Wang Ming frantically used the boasting breathing thunder method, thunder continued to erupt from the Thunder Palace, the true qi of the twelve meridians surged, and the "pipeline" collapsed and rebuilt, rebuilt and collapsed, once, twice, three times...... failed eight times, and Wang Ming felt like he had run out of oil for the first time.

At this time, if someone comes in, I am afraid that they can easily clean themselves up without the need for a martial god.

Fortunately, Wang Ming is not worried, the opening of the tomb of the Medicine King Sect must be the burial of the sect master-level boss, so it is rare to open it here once in decades or even hundreds of years.

Once the Jingxiang technique is completed, a well is drilled here, and from now on, you can enter and exit here at will, and the top pill of the Ten Thousand Medicine King Sect in the Ten Thousand Caves is the reserve Danku of the Five Thunder Gates.

Judging from the taste of its medicinal gas, Wang Ming can probably distinguish the large types of pills, but some of them are something he can't distinguish, and these that can't be distinguished will obviously have some special medicinal effects, and this will lay a solid foundation for the Imperial Capital Dabi that Wulei Gate is about to participate in.

Therefore, Wang Ming, who has worked hard, also wants to dig out this "well".

At the beginning of the ninth aerial "well" reconstruction, Wang Ming urged the ancient well to urge the true qi of the whole body at the same time, and a handsome face suddenly lost its blood, like a zombie.

Buzzing...... Wang Ming's head hurts, he is dizzy, he is tired, he can't do it, and it is difficult to continue.

Wang Ming's eyes were originally shining, but now they were a little hollow.

Forget it, I'm a little in a hurry, and I might be able to do it after practicing here for two or three days and then applying the Jingxiang technique. The reason why Wang Ming was so anxious was because he lost contact with Zhang Xiaju, he was afraid that Zhang Xiaju would be worried, and he was even more afraid that something would happen to the Wulei Gate Courtyard.

It seems that he is anxious, and he can only trust Zhang Xiaju's ability to control.

It's a very strange feeling, all along, deep in Wang Ming's heart, he was anxious to leave the Five Thunder Gate and think about the life of cultivating immortals alone, but now that he has left temporarily, he is worried about the Five Thunder Gate in his heart.

Zhang Xiaju is a little self-righteous; Song lacks a single-minded mind to make a fortune; Du Lang's personality may be prone to extremes; Fang Shiyu has a serious pig-loving fetish, but he ...... Wang Ming is still worried.

Just when Wang Ming was about to give up, there was suddenly a rumbling thunder, and as far as the cloud could see, the clouds at the wellhead rolled, and then the medicine cloud turned into medicine rain and fell.

Wang Ming was startled at first, and then let go of his body and mind.

After a while, the medicinal rain fell, and Wang Ming's skin immediately felt warm and cool. In an instant, Wang Ming's short-lived true qi was immediately replenished, and the Thunder Palace re-emitted thunder.

Not only that, Wang Ming also felt that there was a change in the dantian in his abdomen, so he opened his arms, and a whirlpool appeared above his head, absorbing all the medicinal rain that was originally going to float to other coffins.

For half an hour, except for the loss of the first few breaths, a medicinal rain was almost completely absorbed by Wang Ming.

According to the time, it should be the time of Mao at this time, and Wang Ming suddenly remembered the sentence "Meridian extraction, Mao You bathing".

He didn't know how often the medicine rain fell, at most once a day, which meant that he had accumulated at least a day of medicinal qi and inhaled all the medicinal qi into his body, and these were originally poured into the corpses in those coffins that had not yet gone to the corpse realm.

To put it simply, he cut off his beard.

Compared to this, the value of the so-called burial goods is simply not worth mentioning.

When the hair is big, the bath is tantamount to washing the meridians and cutting the veins, Wang Ming feels that every cell in his body is full of strength.

At this moment, Wang Ming's heart moved, and when he looked up, a well appeared in mid-air.

It's done!

The Jingxiang technique is done!