After leaving the security checkpoint, I felt scared and even felt like I was sweating coldly.

Fortunately, the sketching face was not well drawn, and if it was recognized, it would be over.

But the master patted my shoulder: "It's okay, let's do serious things."

"Yeah!" I nodded directly.

Immediately afterwards, the group of four walked into the museum.

During this period, I glanced at the cultural relics around me, bottles, jars, swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and everything.

Because I came to explore the Chongquan behind the museum, I didn't look at these things carefully.

We walked up the road and went straight to the fifth floor on the innermost side of the museum.

From here, you can see Chongquan Pond.

At this time, we stood in front of a window on the fifth floor, and saw the master pointing at Chongquanchi in the distance:

"Look! That's the Chongquan Pool, where the yin of the underworld is located, and it is also the dragon vein spring of the entire underworld..."

While listening to the master's introduction, Murong Yan and I had already looked over.

Through the numerous buildings, you can indeed see a pool of water.

From this perspective, the pool water is extremely dark and there is not much difference between it and ink.

And in the middle of the pool water, there is a stone platform.

And there is the center of Chongquan stone, but there is a black treasure mirror above the stone platform.

The treasure mirror was suspended in the air, and a faint black light emitting around it, covering the entire Chongquan Pool.

"Is that the Black Light Mirror?" I murmured to myself.

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Master Du spoke:

"That's right, that's the Black Light Mirror.

Lao Ding and I came over to investigate several times, but we didn't think of how to block the strange black light.

And I heard that the black light treasure mirror was personally hanged up by King Guang of Qin.

No one can take it down except King Qin Guang.

Of course, unless that man's magic power is stronger than King Qin Guang..."

When Murong Yan and I heard this, we were shocked.

The "King of Qin Guang" mentioned by Master Du is obviously King Qin Guang, one of the ten kings in the underworld.

Moreover, King Guang of Qin is also ranked first among the ten palaces of Yama and one of the masters of the underworld.

The commander of millions of ghost soldiers will live forever.

Such existence itself is a god.

Isn't this a joke that it is higher than the magic power of the gods?

We are just ordinary exorcists in the world, but we only master the Taoist tradition.

Just know some magic to practice and drive talismans, and understand some yin and yang things.

Putting aside this identity, we are still a group of ordinary people who can't afford a house.

If we had the ability to surpass King Qin Guang, then could we still be ordinary people? We would have ascended to enlightenment long ago.

I spoke to Taoist Master Du with a embarrassed face:

"Senior, isn't this a joke? I'm afraid there aren't many people who are more powerful than King Qin Guang in the entire underworld..."

Dudao sighed:

"Yes! But we don't ask to remove the black light mirror, as long as we can find a way to cover the mirror or hide ourselves.

It’s just that after being here for so long, Lao Du and I haven’t found such a solution…”

Seeing Taoist Master Du’s look dejected, Murong Yan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke:

"Master Du, has this treasure mirror never been taken down from beginning to end?"

Taoist Master Du was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, and no one can get close to Chongquan Pool."

Speaking of this, not only Taoist Master shook his head.

Even the master showed sadness.

They have been here for countless times, and every time they want to break their heads, they can't figure out how to deal with it.

Even if they see that when changing defenses every month, there will be fifteen minutes left.

They really had no choice for the black light mirror.

This kind of object is no longer comparable to those ordinary magical instruments in the world.

It is a real magic weapon that only gods can use.

Ordinary mortals want to avoid the light of magical artifacts. Is this possible?

For a moment, the four of us were stiff and didn't know what to do.

Everyone fell into deep thought, racked their brains and used their endless imaginations.

Think of a way to get the best of both worlds and foolproof.

But how can human power deal with divine power?

When I felt my head was about to short circuit, I felt a "heartbeat".

Plop...

I was shocked on the spot. I don’t have a physical body now, so how could I have a heartbeat?

I subconsciously lowered my head and touched my left chest with my hands.

But I strangely discovered that a warm current appeared on my left chest, which should have been cold.

The warm current came out to my left chest, and then flowed through my limbs and bones.

I was stunned on the spot, not knowing what was going on.

But this is not over yet, and this feeling comes very quickly, and I don’t wait for me to say this strange situation.

The Burning Heaven Technique started to operate automatically strangely.

The calm and burning weather seemed to be stimulated and exploded directly in my soul.

The blood-red breath emanated directly from my body surface.

I looked surprised, not sure what was going on.

I just wanted to stop using my power, but I just planned to stop my luck from burning the Heavenly Power.

But I found that the Burning Heaven Kung Fu was not under my control at all, and the weather was still increasing.

And that blood-red Taoist energy rushed straight to my forehead.

For a moment, I felt dizzy and couldn't stand steadily.

His body shook and hit the wall directly.

This sudden strangeness and the extremely depressing feeling of the burning weather.

The master, Taoist Du and Murong Yan next to me all felt it at the first time.

They turned their heads and looked over and found a faint red aura emerged from my body.

That strong sense of depression emanated from my body.

Before I could speak, I found that my body was shaking, hitting my head against the wall, and my body collapsed.

When Murong Yan saw this, he was so scared that he was so scared that he was a scumbag.

And he held me up.

The master and Taoist Master Du also showed a look of panic, not knowing what happened to me.

The master hurriedly said, "Xiaofan, what's wrong with you?"

"This is the breath of the Fentian Gong. Xiaofan, are you exercising the Fentian Gong?

Stop quickly, otherwise it will attract ghost messengers..." Master Du also spoke hurriedly.

But at this moment, I was strangely trapped in a state of half soberness and half confused.

I could only hear their voices hazy, in a daze.

As for the body? It is no longer under my control.

Gradually, I suddenly heard a low voice: "I felt that he was there, right there..."

Although the sound was very breathtaking, I could tell it.

This is the voice of Senior Qilin, the broken soul sealed in the reverse scale.

Because I have achieved the Burning Heaven Practice, I have an intersection with this wisp of soul.

At the same time, I agreed to him.
Chapter completed!