Xing Xian didn't know what Fang Chen was talking about, and it was not the time to ask, so he silently led Ji Liang to Shang Fang Chen.
There is one advantage of the Great Underworld, it is a disorderly place. Although this Shaohua City will be better, it will not be much better.
With such a huge city gate, no one cares who comes in and out. They are free to enter and exit, and do whatever they want.
Fang Chen asked in a voice while looking at the scene in Shaohua City:
"You taught Ji Liang and the others' technique of walking Yin?"
“That’s right.”
"The technique of walking Yin should require an introduction, right? What introduction are you using?"
Fang Chen looked around and found that this Shaohua City is very similar to the city on earth, and is even more outstanding in terms of food, with a variety of ingredients.
Some people drink and have fun on the street, and they have a few stacks of side dishes, and there are even beautiful ghosts beside them.
The ingredients they consume all gather a yin energy, which is similar to Yinshou coins, but is somewhat different, and has a slightly inferior atmosphere.
"I originally planned to use the essence and blood of the Xuanpin Yin Beast. Someone who walked the Yin said that this blood is the best effect of using it to move the Yin.
Unfortunately, the people sent were unable to make a weapon and failed to bring back the Xuanpin Yin Beast, so I made the soul-sucking incense. This object needs the highest-grade spirit stone as a guide. If it were not forcibly, it would not be used as a medium for the Yin to move."
Xing Xian sent a voice, and his eyes looked around and seemed to recognize his way.
"The top-grade spirit stone...soul-inspiring fragrance..."
Fang Chen nodded slightly, and it seemed that there were many kinds of media that were moving through the Yin, and the role played by these media should be related to the degree of solidification of the ghost after coming to the underworld.
His soul is extremely special, and he has combined nine candle dragon essence and blood. Once he arrives in the underworld, he has the strength of an immortal king, so he naturally cannot detect the difference.
Soon, Xing Xian took Fang Chen and the others to a shady house with white lanterns hanging at the door.
The candlelight in the lantern is illuminating slightly, and it is unstable.
Xing Xian showed a look of nervousness on his face, took a deep breath, and stepped forward and knocked on the door.
After a while, the door opened and an old man with a hunchback walked out. He looked Xing Xian for a few breaths with his turbid eyes, and nodded slightly:
"Come in."
Fang Chen glanced at Xing Xian: "Who is this?"
"The homekeeper left by Yan Jun."
Xing Xian looked solemn: "Don't worry, this person can definitely believe it, and Yan Jun will not misjudgment."
The homekeeper left by Yan Jun?
Fang Chen was a little surprised. Wasn’t this hunchbacked old man born in the same era as Yan Jun?
Being able to live for so long... actually has a very unfathomable strength.
No wonder when the guardian first appeared, he could not see any fluctuations of yin energy from his body with his cultivation. It was like a dark abyss, and he could not see the bottom.
Entering the mansion, the guardian took the three of them to a courtyard, looking at Ji Liang and Fang Chen indifferently:
"Who are you going in?"
"Senior, is it... the place where Mr. Yan sat in the transformation?"
Xing Xian bowed carefully.
The guardian nodded gently: "Before he died, he had never left this courtyard."
"If someone inherits the Taoist tradition of Yan Jun, it will cause a strange phenomenon? In this Shaohua City... there are afraid that many big evil demons will be eyeing this."
Xing Xian asked again.
The guardian looked at Xing Xian motionlessly. Xing Xian felt a little numb and creepy. After several breaths, he said softly:
"I don't think there will be much noise, and he has no reason to harm you."
After saying that, the hostess turned around and left.
Xing Xian was stunned for a few moments before gradually understanding the meaning of the other party's words. He smiled bitterly and said to Fang Chen:
"Criminal Fang, you go in. Mr. Yan should have already arranged it and there will be no strange phenomena."
Fang Chen also understood the meaning of the words of the people who stayed at home. He pondered for a while and nodded slightly and walked into the courtyard.
Xing Xian looked at Fang Chen's back, looked at Ji Liang again, and suddenly sighed softly.
Originally, this opportunity belonged to Ji Liang, but it was a pity...
The yard is quiet and clean, and does not look like it is uninhabited all year round.
Perhaps the homekeeper would occasionally come in to clean up.
There was only one bamboo building inside. Fang Chen entered the bamboo building and saw a seal in the hall.
This seal is entangled with yin energy, like a candlelight in the dark night, and it is difficult not to pay attention.
Fang Chen walked around the seal, and it was about three inches long, which was no different from the size of an ordinary seal.
The closer he got to this seal, the more he had the desire to step forward and grab it.
Fang Chen took a step back quietly, staring at the seal quietly, feeling that the seal looked like a living thing.
It seems to have life.
Perhaps he noticed that Fang Chen had a resistance in his heart, and the yin energy wrapped around the seal became more and more intense, and finally turned into thousands of threads and enveloped Fang Chen.
Fang Chen's face darkened, and he had no time to withdraw from the bamboo building. All the way forward and backward were stopped.
Thousands of yin energy instantly penetrated into Fang Chen's body, like countless silk threads connecting the seal and Fang Chen.
Fang Chen's face kept changing, a burst of blue and a burst of purple, and his consciousness was constantly being squeezed, as if these yin energy wanted to replace him.
"Just just a seal, do you want to take over the body?"
Fang Chen's eyes suddenly sank, and the yin energy in his body began to surge wildly. The phantom of the nine-headed Zhulong appeared. In an instant, all the yin energy outside his body was bitten by Zhulong.
Zhulong did not give up, but rushed towards the seal.
In just about ten breaths, the yin energy wrapped around the seal was swallowed by Zhulong.
They returned to Fang Chen's body with satisfaction.
The seal now looks like it doesn't look like a living thing as before.
Fang Chen suspected that the seal was left here for too long, and some yin energy was condensed invisibly, and the yin energy in the underworld was mixed with a sense of cause and effect.
With cause and effect, demons are easily produced. The yin energy just now is a yin demon that has not yet formed.
If this seal is a heritage left by Yan Jun, it will give birth to a ghost demon with it as its main body. If it is formed, Fang Chen will probably have the option of running away.
After slowly taking two steps forward, Fang Chen reached out to pick up the seal. In an instant, an order seemed to be heard in his ear:
[Now, I am in the immortal seedling of reincarnation and the dust on earth, and temporarily takes over the position of Yan Jun. I am appointed in heaven and will live forever.]
The voice gradually faded, Fang Chen looked at the seal in his hand and slowly turned it over, with the word "Chen" engraved on it.
This dust represents him, and also represents Yan Jun.
This Yan Jun Order is now completely mastered by Fang Chen.
Fang Chen's mind moved, and the yin energy in his body slowly penetrated into Yan Junling, and then a line of words appeared on it.
Yin life: 800 years.
Fang Chen took out the Yinshou coins obtained from the Xianxian, and saw them slowly turning into a stream of strong Yin Qi and constantly sinking into the Yan Jun Order.
The yin life stored in Yan Junlingli is also increasing.
Nine hundred years.
One thousand years.
One thousand four hundred years.
Two thousand years.
Three thousand years.
The Yinsheng coins were exhausted, and the Yinsheng stored by Yan Junling had reached three thousand years. This chapter has been completed!