The dark realm is caused by the power emanating from the stone slab, so the owner of the site must have been in and out of the stone slab more than once.
It can be seen from this that there are methods to follow in the dark realm.
It's just that I haven't found it yet... But no matter what, in such an environment, having hope is always more comforting than despair.
Jiang Ning didn't want to die here at an early age, so he forced himself to gather his consciousness that was about to fade away, bit the tip of his tongue, and used the severe pain at the tip of his tongue to bring himself back to consciousness.
"Keep looking. If he can get out, so can I!" Cheering herself up, Jiang Ning shivered and continued walking in one direction with faltering steps.
Half a cup of tea, half a stick of incense, a stick of incense... Jiang Ning couldn't remember how long he had been walking. He only knew that every time he could no longer hold on, he would bite the tip of his tongue.
Now, there is no good piece of meat on the tip of his tongue.
But the road ahead is still dark, hope is still slim, and death is still always by your side.
thump!
As a muffled groan sounded, Jiang Ning finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell down.
Under the double torture of body and mind, even a semi-immortal-level expert would probably go crazy.
"Damn it, I really can't walk this time... Love whoever you want, I'll try my best!" Jiang Ning, lying sprawled on the ground, showed a self-deprecating smile.
Then, his consciousness gradually faded and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.
He didn't know whether he had closed his eyes or not, because whether he closed his eyes or not, he saw the same picture.
Darkness, darkness that can swallow everything!
Ding ding ding... As I was dying, I suddenly remembered the sound of wind chimes in the darkness.
From far to near, heading towards Jiangning.
"Senior Ghost, is it you..." Jiang Ning couldn't move and could only mutter silently in his heart.
He thought it was an old man with a hunchback coming in to save his life.
As everyone knows, the hunchbacked old man is at the edge of the dark realm at this moment, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
"Oops, I was just reminiscing about the past and forgot to tell the little brat how to go after entering. The master warned that if you don't master the correct method, you will only die if you break in!"
I wonder what Jiang Ning would think if he heard these words.
Of course, at this moment, he was quite daring to think about it!
Don't be afraid that the sound of wind chimes is coming from something more terrifying than a century-old ghost.
Finally, the sound of wind chimes came to my ears.
At the same time, a warm light also climbed onto Jiang Ning's almost frozen body.
"saved……"
This was the last thought that flashed through Jiang Ning's mind before he lost consciousness.
The surroundings were still dark and silent, except for the sound of wind chimes swaying in the darkness, which was breathtaking.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Ning groaned.
After being comatose for a long enough time, his consciousness suddenly came back to consciousness.
The eyelids slowly opened, and the first thing that caught his eye was no longer the deep and dark realm, but a ball of flame suspended in the air.
This flame was what he saw when he was outside the realm!
Jiang Ning jumped up from the ground, full of energy.
Only then did he realize that, enveloped in firelight, not only his body had returned to normal, but his spirit was even much better than before he came in.
"Extreme Yin must give birth to extreme Yang. You were born in the realm of absolute darkness, and you are the light bred in the darkness. Then the stronger the realm of darkness, the more you can restrain it."
After comprehending the yin and yang magic, Jiang Ning no longer looked at flowers in the fog or the moon in the water like before. With a little deduction, Jiang Ning could use magic to explain clearly.
Once you know the flames and feet, you will naturally know how to get in and out.
Jiang Ning stretched out his hand, with his index finger bent and the other four fingers forming a fist.
The hanging fire cluster hesitated for a moment and landed precariously on the knuckle of his index finger.
It's strange to say that the flame looks like it's burning, but it doesn't feel hot when it falls on your fingers.
"Can you take me to find the slate?" Jiang Ning asked.
He didn't know why, but he felt that the flame seemed to have a spirit and could understand his own words.
The flames roared, then left his fingers and floated forward.
Jiang Ning was overjoyed when he saw this and hurriedly followed.
With the presence of firelight, Jiang Ning didn't feel cold at all. Now even though he couldn't see anything around him, he felt much more at ease than before.
After a while, the surrounding darkness gradually faded away.
At the end of his gaze, an outline appeared, and an altar half a person's height appeared in front of Jiang Ning.
The altar is not fancy, in fact it is a bit rough.
As you walk further in, the outline becomes clearer and you can see a square stone slab standing on the circular base on the altar.
Obviously, that is the stone slab obtained by the owner of the site!
At this time, the hanging flame disappeared with a "bang", and then, there were whirring sounds on both sides, and in the void, balls of flames ignited out of thin air, illuminating the place brightly.
Jiang Ning didn't care about the environment around him. His eyes at the moment were all on the stone slab.
There are various primitive patterns carved on the surface of the stone slab, as well as some incomprehensible ancient characters. At first glance, it seems a bit mysterious, but after a closer look, you will find it ordinary.
If it were thrown into some ancient ruins, it would probably just be treated as a piece of useless stone.
After Jiang Ning stared at it for a long time, he took a deep breath and slowly moved his hand closer. When his fingers were still a few inches away from the stone slab, he felt a biting coldness coming from his fingertips.
"There are some ways." Jiang Ning felt cruel and grabbed the stone slab with his hand.
The biting cold suddenly disappeared, and the rough texture of stone came on his fingers. Jiang Ning rubbed it twice and took it off the altar without noticing anything strange.
The stone slab had some weight, but other than that, no other abnormalities were found.
"It doesn't look like anything special."
He looked over the slate back and forth, and the patterns on the front and back were almost the same. Only the words recorded were slightly different, but Jiang Ning couldn't understand them, so they were almost the same to him.
There was simply no clue. Jiang Ning was about to put the slate into a mustard bag and take it away. He was slowly studying it later. At this moment, his eyes suddenly focused.
Immediately, Jiang Ning's back began to feel cold.
On his wrist, a black handprint suddenly appeared.
Is it caused by stone slabs, or is there something else hidden in the darkness?
Jiang Ning's head was filled with cold air, and beads of sweat were sliding down his temples, but he didn't even dare to wipe them.
"It's not a good place to stay for a long time, you're slipping away!" He muttered, oiled the soles of his feet, and prepared to go back.
"Um?"
When Jiang Ning turned around, there seemed to be a figure in the corner of his eye, next to the altar.
The flashing scene made Jiang Ning's hair stand on end.
He turned around and looked back almost at the same time, but there was nothing around the altar, as if the scene he just watched was just an illusion.
"Ghost, it's definitely haunted!" Jiang Ning was about to cry but had no tears. He immediately turned around, held his head in disbelief, and started running away.
After Jiang Ning left, the color of the flames on both sides of the altar suddenly changed from orange-red to dark green. At the same time, a figure vaguely appeared behind the altar.
I couldn't see the figure clearly, but I could feel that the figure was staring at Jiang Ning.
After a long time, the flames extinguished one by one, and the surroundings became silent again, but in this silent environment, there was still a voice whispering.
"It's all fake, it's all fake!"
"Don't come here, fake immortals, they are all fake immortals, you all deserve to die!"
"There are immortals outside the sky. The real immortals are outside the sky..."