After listening to Han Yun's words, the black mist figure laughed a few times in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, yes, compared to other monks, you do know a lot more about my Underworld Sect."

"The environment where my Underworld Sect is located is indeed as you said, but you have said so much, but you have missed the most important point and have not mentioned it."

"And this is precisely the key to my solution to the abnormal condition in your body."

When Han Yun heard this, his expression was stunned for a moment.

Then, his heart began to get excited, his body trembled slightly, and even the words he said unconsciously had a little trill.

"Please sir."

The black mist figure nodded, and said in a hoarse voice:

"You've got a good ......"

After saying this, the black mist that wrapped his body suddenly began to surge, and then turned into a small cloud of black mist, spreading out in all directions.

At the same time as the black mist dispersed, the body of a thin old man in a black robe was slowly exposed to the air.

Han Yun's gaze subconsciously looked at this body.

After seeing it clearly, his expression changed wildly in an instant, and a strange scream came out of his throat, and his body slammed backwards as if reflexively.

But behind him was the wall of the chamber, and the limited space didn't allow him to do it successfully, so his back slammed into the wall with a dull thud.

The reason why Han Yun reacted this way was because he was frightened.

He found that the old man had sunken eyes, cloudy eyeballs, and blue fangs.

Its body is like dry wood, and its skin is dull and extremely stiff.

This is a dried corpse!

This Mr. Jin turned out to be a dead man!

Han Yun's eyes widened, his mouth snorting and panting, feeling the pounding and rapid heartbeat in his chest.

It wasn't until he felt the pain in his back from hitting the wall hard that he slowly came back to his senses.

Actually, Han Yun is not afraid of the dead.

Don't look at his usual demeanor, white-clothed and snowy, and his gestures are all gentle and elegant, in fact, the hostile monks he killed with his own hands are at least in the double digits.

The reason why I was frightened, firstly, was that it happened suddenly and I was not mentally prepared.

Second, the appearance of this dried corpse is indeed a bit terrifying.

When he came back to his senses, he swallowed.

It turned out that Mr. Jin's true face that had been hidden under the black fog turned out to be such a dried corpse.

It's incredible.

At the same time as Han Yun was stunned, the black mist that had dispersed earlier regathered next to the dried corpse, forming a vague and distorted human form.

The black mist shook slightly, and an old voice came from within.

"How, were you surprised when you saw my body?"

Although the voice was old, it was not hoarse, and it fell into Han Yun's ears, making him tremble.

He shifted his gaze from the dried corpse to the black mist, and stammered and asked:

"Mr. Jin, is the body you are talking about, is it the dried corpse, or this black mist?"

Hearing Han Yun's question, Hei Wu was silent for a moment before slowly replying:

"Black Mist ......"

After saying these two words, the black mist continued to vibrate, and a voice was heard:

"That dried corpse is just a carrier for me, and I can replace it at any time if I want to."

"I can also tell you that after changing the carrier, the means I can use can also become different according to the exercises I practice and the techniques I have learned."

"This is the foundation of our current cultivation in the Underworld Sect, the mystery between being in the company of all kinds of dead corpses, and between studying and dying."

"Han Yun, how do you feel when you see this scene and hear this again?"

Hearing Mr. Jin's words, Han Yun's heart was shocked at the moment, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated.

He swallowed his saliva and slowly responded:

"Mr. Jin, this method ...... It's unbelievable......"

"I've lived for more than 30 years, and I've never heard of this kind of method, let alone seeing it."

"This black mist of your body, it seems that it is neither a primordial infant nor a divine thought, and after leaving the physical body, it can become an independent existence, what the hell is this...... How? ”

The black mist shook and responded:

"Han Yun, what I say next may seem strange to you, but don't doubt its authenticity."

"This method is actually a new cultivation system created by my ancestors of the Netherworld, abandoning the physical body and separating the consciousness in a special way to become an independent special existence."

"A new system of practice?"

Hearing this, Han Yun's eyes widened suddenly:

"Mr. Jin, are you sure that some words in this sentence you are saying are not misused?"

Hearing Han Yun's inquiry, the black mist shook, and without the slightest hesitation, he replied:

"I'm not just sure! I can also tell you that our entire Northern Regions Netherworld Sect, 99% of the monks, have followed this path! ”

"In this system, there is no need to awaken the spiritual root, everyone can carry out the transformation of consciousness, and only need to succeed in separation and independence, and then they can successfully embark on the path of cultivation."

"Moreover, after embarking on our path, the low-level monks don't have to worry about the lack of longevity due to physical aging."

Hearing this answer, Han Yun's body trembled like chaff frantically, his lips trembled, and he stammered, and finally said a complete sentence:

"W-How is this possible! How could Dao Ancestor allow such a creature to exist? ”

"If the existence you are talking about is weak, it will be fine, but the Underworld Sect where you are located is the Four Venerable Sect Immortal Sects of the Tianlan Continent."

"Inside this behemoth, almost everyone has embarked on this path, which shows that the ancestor who created this system is at least comparable to the peak of the Enlightenment Dao Realm, or even the existence of the legendary Feather Realm!"

"This kind of strength is already a complete threat to Dao Ancestor, how could Dao Ancestor let it go and let the cultivation system he created be wantonly passed on throughout the Northern Regions?"

"It's impossible, Mr. Jin, you're ...... Lie to me, right? ”

This time, the black mist did not give a direct answer, but was silent for a long time before it shook again, and a long sigh came:

"Han Yun, although with my current strength and identity, I can't know the specific inside story, but I have heard it from some seniors in the sect more than once......

Speaking of this, Black Mist's words suddenly stopped again.

When Han Yun heard this, he immediately asked anxiously:

"Hear what?"

The black mist was silent for a long time before he slowly picked up the previous words:

"Dao Ancestor...... Something went wrong......"