Chapter 293: Yin Soul Crystal

Perhaps it's because in this deep labyrinth of the earth, the perception of time is different from that of people on the ground. Without sunrise and sunset, the sky is bright and dark, and people with lonely minds may live like years, but for Shen Shi, who is focused on cultivation, he always feels that time flies quickly.

The snow fox who was shaved off by Shen Shi before coming down in order to avoid trouble, and now the hair has grown a lot, although it has not yet reached the original white as snow, looking as beautiful as a snow elf, but the new hair covers the flesh and skin, and it still looks much more pleasing to the eye, and it has recovered a little bit of its original "appearance".

Shen Shi also found that in the recent period, the fox often wandered around the stone platform, sleeping and resting near the coffin from time to time, and occasionally saw it go back to rub or stroke the coffin a few times, and seemed to have some interest in this cold coffin.

This move reminded Shen Shi, and then he asked Huang Ming once why during this period of time, this coffin would change from the original golden light to the current deep purple-black color, but Huang Ming did not explain it carefully, just glanced at the coffin, and said lightly, "Don't worry, it's okay" and perfunctory.

Although Shen Shi felt a little strange, Huang Ming was the one who had been in this underground labyrinth for many years, and he was obviously more familiar with everything here, so Shen Shi didn't ask any more questions, nor was he too lazy to meddle in things, and soon put his experience into the practice of the Yin and Yang Mantra.

In this way, time passed, and soon it was the beginning of the third month when he entered the demon clan's underground palace. During this period of time, under Huang Ming's careful teaching, Shen Shi had basically fully comprehended the strange secret method of the demon clan of the Yin and Yang Mantra, and the rest was to continue to concentrate on cultivation in the long years to come, and then go further in the spell. And this period of getting along seems to have made these two men, who were originally completely two eras, finally become completely familiar with each other, eliminate most of the strangeness and begin to understand each other more.

In his spare time for cultivation, Shen Shi often chatted with Huang Ming, and there were many, many things to talk about, and then he quickly discovered that perhaps because he had been lonely for too long, Huang Ming seemed to like chatting and talking very much.

Huang Ming told him a lot, his life, experiences, friends, enemies, and all kinds of things that have long been lost thousands of years ago, and from Shen Shi's mouth, Huang Ming also knew his life as an anonymous disciple, the people and things he had seen, heard and experienced in the past twenty years, and even included Shen Shi's most intimate emotional troubles.

Shen Shi didn't know why he said so much to Huang Ming, maybe it was because he was grateful, maybe it was because he knew in his heart that Huang Ming had been imprisoned in the depths of the earth all his life, and he was the only person who could let him confide without any risk.

So when the light passed, and after this quiet passage of time, in the dark and gloomy depths of the earth, they suddenly found that they had each become the one who knew each other best.

In addition, at some point in between, Shen Shi had a very unexpected gain, and from Huang Ming's mouth, he heard another very shocking news. It was a certain day when he was in a little agitated when he recalled the past, and told Huang Ming about his past with Ling Chunni, Huang Ming listened quietly to Shen Shi on the side, and did not ask more questions or interrupt him, but at the last stage of this story, his face looked a little weird, as if he was in a kind of contemplation.

Then on the second day, Huang Ming suddenly found Shen Shi and said to him:

"That black crystal, I'm afraid there's something wrong. ”

Shen Shi was stunned for a moment, and then realized that what Huang Ming said was probably the piece of black crystal that he had only told him yesterday that he had given to Ling Chunni, and couldn't help but ask in amazement, "What?"

Huang Ming didn't seem to be completely sure, but after thinking about it, he said to Shen Shi: "According to what you said yesterday and the way this crystal was obtained, I think this thing is likely to be an extremely rare treasure 'Yin Soul Crystal' before the ancient times, its quality is yin, and it is said to be a strange thing that can communicate the two worlds of yin and yang, and can accommodate weak yin souls to temporarily live in it, not to be injured by the yang energy of heaven and earth, and not to enter reincarnation, in other words, it is equivalent to a treasure that is enough to resist the avenue of heaven and earth, and it is very precious." ”

"Yin Soul Crystal is extremely rare, it has been rare in the world since ancient times, and if there is a present life, it will often attract the fight to the death of countless powerful forces such as the Great Demon Giant Ghost, because if this thing is used well, it will be the second life of a fierce creature such as the Great Demon Giant Ghost. And according to what you said before, I feel that the woman named Ling Chunni may have been eroded by a powerful yin spirit hidden in the Yin Soul Crystal, which is what the saying goes. ”

Shen Shi's body was shocked, stunned and speechless, at this moment, many inexplicable doubts in the past seemed to suddenly appear in front of his eyes or revealed one by one, some of Ling Chunni's strange actions, demeanor or words and deeds, originally looked nothing, but now it seems to have some strange traces.

After a long time, Shen Shi didn't speak, he just stood silently like that, and the expression on his face slowly cooled down from the initial drastic changes, and finally his brows were furrowed and he was stunned, as if he was thinking about something.

After waiting for a long time, Huang Ming asked him a question, "What are you going to do now?"

Shen Shi was silent for a while, then raised his head to look at Huang Ming, the expression on his face had slowly returned to normal, but his voice sounded a little low, and said, "I'd better cultivate first." ”

Huang Ming let out an "oh", looked at him and said, "You don't plan to go to her?"

Shen Shi bowed his head silently, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "This world is too big, I can't find her." ”

Huang Ming nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and didn't say anything more.

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Lying on the other side of the stone platform, the fox on the ground near the coffin seemed to feel a little sudden stiffness in the atmosphere on Shen Shi's side, raised his head and glanced at Shen Shi and Huang Ming, but then lowered his head again, and there were just two men sitting there chatting, and it had nothing to do with it.

It looked up and yawned, shook its big tail, which had regrown its snow-white fluff, and when it reached the coffin, it lay down, stretched out a paw and touched it.

The coffin did not move, not the slightest reaction, not even the faint vibration that had been there before. The fox was a little disappointed, but not too surprised, for the kind of response that had excited and curious him in the coffin had suddenly become much weaker, and in many cases there was no response, and it seemed that something had happened in the coffin that had made the strange things inside much more fragile.

There's even a weird feeling that what's inside is fragile and dying.

The fox didn't know what was in the coffin, and it didn't know anything about most of the things here, but it was the greatest pleasure for him to play with the coffin these days during all his boring time.

So the fox looks a little sad.

Although it is a beast, it still has its own emotions.

It lay on the ground in a daze, then looked at the tall coffin, and screamed softly, and its voice was a little dull.

The coffin stood still, as if indifferent to the fox, which looked very small, and the fox did not seem to care at all, but just called with his heart, and soon, as if he was a little sleepy, he clumped his body up, and his furry tail rolled together, like a warm quilt on his head.

I don't know how long it took, from the silent coffin, there was a very slight "pop" sound, and then from somewhere, suddenly a small black thing seemed to fall, bounced on the ground a few times, and then rolled around, slowly rolled to the fox's side, and slid under the beautiful white hair that had grown.

(It's finally home.) ）