Killing God

Chapter 293 Shadow Soul Crystal

Perhaps it is because in the deep maze of the earth without the sky, the feeling of time is different from that of people on the ground. Without the rising sun and the sunset, it will be bright and dark, and people with lonely minds may live like years, but for Shen Shi who focuses on spiritual practice, it always feels that time flies quickly.

Before coming down, Shen Shi shaved off his snowy white fox fur in order to avoid trouble. Now the hair has grown a lot, although it hasn't been as white as snow before, it looks as beautiful as a snowy fairy. It looks like, but the new hair covers the skin and flesh, it still looks pleasing to the eye a lot, and it has been restored to the original "beauty".

Shen Shi also discovered that in the recent period of time, the fox often wandered around on the stone platform, sleeping near the coffin from time to time, and occasionally saw it go back and rubbing or stroking the coffin a few times. It seemed to be right. The cold coffin produced some interest.

This action reminded Shen Shi. Later, he asked Huang Ming why during this period of time, the coffin had changed from the original golden light to the now dark purple and black color, but Huang Ming did not. It didn't mean to explain it in detail, but after taking a glance at the coffin, he said faintly, "It doesn't matter, it's okay", and he perfunctorily passed it.

Although Shen Shi felt a little strange, Huang Ming was the one who had stayed in this underground labyrinth for many years. He was obviously more familiar with everything here, so Shen Shi stopped asking more questions, and was much lazy to be bothered, and soon He put his experience into the practice of Yin Yang curse.

In this way, time passed, and soon it was the beginning of the third month when he entered the Yaozu underground palace. During this period of time, under Huang Ming’s careful guidance, Shen Shi has basically fully understood the yin and yang curse, the strange magic of the monster race, and what is left is to practice continuously in the long years to come, and then Going farther on the magic spell. And this time of getting along, it seems that these two men who were originally from two eras finally became thoroughly familiar, eliminated most of the strangeness and began to understand each other more.

In his leisure time during cultivation, Shen Shi often chats with Huang Ming, and he talks a lot, and then he quickly discovered that perhaps because a person has been alone for too long, Huang Ming seems to like chatting and talking very much.

Huang Ming told him a lot about his own life, experiences, friends, enemies, and all kinds of anecdotes that have been lost thousands of years ago. From Shen Shi's mouth, Huang Ming also knew about his own anonymous disciple. In life, the people and things he has seen, heard, and experienced in the past twenty years, even include the emotional distress of Shen Shi's most intimate women.

Shen Shi didn't know why he would say so much to Huang Ming, maybe because of gratitude? Maybe it’s because he knows after all, Huang Ming

(To be done in this chapter, please turn the page) I have been imprisoned in the depths of the earth without seeing the sun all my life, and he is the only person who can let him talk without risk.

So at that time, the light passed, and after this period of time passed quietly, in the dark and gloomy depths of the earth, they suddenly discovered that each had become the person who knew each other best.

In addition, at some point in the middle, Shen Shi had another very unexpected gain. From Huang Ming's mouth, he heard another very shocking news. That was when he recalled the past, he was a little upset. He told Huang Ming about his past with Ling Chunni. Huang Ming quietly listened to Shen Shishu from the side, and didn't go to ask or interrupt his words. Only in the last part of the story, his face looked a little weird, and he seemed to be lost in thought.

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

"That black crystal, I am afraid there is a problem."

Shen Shi was taken aback for a moment before he realized what Huang Ming said was probably the black crystal that he had given to Ling Chunni that he had only told him yesterday. He couldn't help but asked in astonishment: "What?"

Huang Ming didn’t seem to be completely sure, but after thinking about it, he said to Shen Shi: “According to the way you said yesterday and the way this crystal was obtained, I think this thing is probably An extremely rare treasure in the ancient times, the "Yin Soul Crystal", its quality is to Yin. Legend has it that it is a strange thing that can communicate the two worlds of Yin and Yang. It can accommodate weak shadows and souls temporarily living in it. In other words, it is equivalent to a rare treasure that can stand against the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. It is very precious."

"The ghost crystal is extremely rare. It has been rare in the world since ancient times. Moreover, if it exists in the present world, it will often attract the desperate struggle of countless powerful forces such as the big monster, giant ghost, because this thing is used well, if it is the big monster Wait for the second life of the evil thing. According to the situation you said before, I feel that the woman named Ling Chunni may have been eroded by a powerful ghost hidden in the ghost crystal, that is As the saying goes.

Shen Shi's body was shocked, and he was speechless. At this moment, many inexplicable doubts in the past seemed to suddenly appear before his eyes or appeared one by one. Ling Chunni's strange behaviors, expressions, words and deeds were originally It didn't seem to be a big deal, but when I looked at it now, there seemed to be some strange marks.

After a long time, Shen Shi didn't speak, and kept standing silently like that. The expression on his face slowly cooled from the initial drastic change, and finally his brows were frowning in a daze, seeming to be remembering. Thinking about something.

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

After Shen Shi was silent for a while, he raised his head and looked at Huang Ming, his expression already

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) After slowly returning to normal, but the voice sounded a little low, said: "I'll practice first."

Huang Ming said "Oh" and looked at him and said, "Are you not going to find her?"

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

Huang Ming nodded, patted his shoulder, and said nothing.

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The fox lying on the other side of the stone platform, on the ground near the coffin, seemed to feel the sudden freezing and coldness of the atmosphere on the side of Shenshi. He raised his head to look at Shenshi and Huang Ming, but then lowered his head. There are just two men sitting there chatting on the left and right, and it has nothing to do with it.

It raised its head and yawned, shook the big tail that had regrown white fluff, walked to the coffin and lay down, and stretched out a paw and touched it.

The coffin didn't move at all, there was no reaction at all, not even the faint vibration that had happened before. The fox was a little disappointed, but he was not too surprised, because since these days, the response in this coffin that made him excited, curious, and fun has suddenly become a lot weaker. In many cases, there is no response. Look. It seemed that something happened in the coffin, which made the strange things inside become more fragile.

There is even a weird feeling that the things inside are fragile and dying.

The fox doesn’t know what's in this coffin. It still doesn’t know anything about most of the things here. It’s just that these days it’s secretly playing with this coffin during this boring time is the biggest one. Have fun.

So the fox looks a little sad.

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

It lay down on the ground in a daze, then looked at the tall coffin, and yelled softly with a sad voice.

The coffin stood still, seemingly indifferent to this seemingly small fox, and the fox didn't seem to care about it at all. It just called out with his heart. Soon, it seemed to be a little sleepy, and then he moved his body around. When she got up, her furry tails curled up together like a warm quilt over her head.

I don’t know how long it took, from the silent coffin, there was a very small "click", and then I don’t know where it came from, suddenly a small black thing seemed to have fallen off, on the ground. He bounced it a few times, then rolled around, slowly rolling to the fox's side, sliding under the beautiful white hair that it had grown.

(I finally got home.)

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