Chapter 601: Changes in DestinyAfter talking with the paper clone of the Lord of White Paper City for a while, Ning Zhu returned to his residence in Zangyang Villa to rest for a while.

He took out the four treasures given by the Lord of Baizhi City and examined them carefully.

The liquid of Han Gu Yue Lu wine is translucent silver-gray in color. If you observe it from the side, you can see a layer of white moonlight on the surface of the wine.

If wine is left untouched for a long time, fine suspended matter will condense from it, similar to bone fragments.

Ning Zhuo turned his mechanical ring and tried to take a sip.

The wine is very clear when you drink it, just like snow water. When it enters your throat, you will feel a warm feeling like a hot spring. When you savor it, your mouth is filled with the cool fragrance of cedar and ice mint.

There are nearly a hundred pieces of Jiuquan Benzoin, each of which looks like a thin dead branch with a dark purple surface.

Ning Zhuo pinched it to the length of half a finger and tried to light it.

The smoke from the burning Jiuquan benzoin was as straight as a hanging thread, thin and long. The smell was like rotten soil mixed with damp and cold white plum blossoms.

The ashes after burning still maintain their complete fragrance. Once they touch something with yang energy, they will immediately transform from ashes to black water dewdrops. If you smell it again at this time, it is like the rich wood fragrance of a thousand-year-old coffin.

The Hungry Ghosts’ Backbiting Cauldron is more than one meter tall and is a large bronze cauldron with three legs and two handles.

The body of the tripod was covered with copper rust, which formed a series of blurred pictures of ghosts devouring each other. The inner wall of the tripod was left with dried dark green ink marks, and the three tripod feet were covered with a layer of gray bones. The ears of the tripod seemed to have a layer of dark brown patina, but a closer look revealed countless overlapping fingerprints and tooth marks.

The last one is the "Book of Criminal Laws in the Underworld".

It is a book with iron cover and iron pages, and is quite heavy.

The iron cover is as dark as night, and the cast black iron hoop pattern reveals the outline of the underworld. The palace roof carved from black chalcedony on the ridge is solemn in shape.

The pages of the book are all cold-rolled from thousands of forged cold iron, as thin as a blade and glowing with a faint green light.

Each page is engraved with a pattern of punishment, including the oil pot, knife mountain, sword tree, sea of ​​fire, iceberg, iron bed, heart digging, tongue pulling, cattle pit, millstone, sawing, stone pressure, iron tree, intestinal twisting, blood pool, etc.

When the book was opened, the iron pages collided with each other, making a sound like iron shackles colliding.

Ning Zhuo only needs to touch with his fingers to make the soul feel pain in different ways.

"They are all good treasures!" Sun Lingtong was also observing, his eyes shining.

Ning Zhuo nodded slightly and put them away one by one.

He did not rush to use it, but instead tried to figure out the person of the Lord of Baizhi City.

Before, the Lord of Baizhi City’s plan was obvious, simple and direct, which made Sun Ning and the others quite dissatisfied and on guard.

But after their last meeting, Ning Zhuo discovered that this person was quite frank and spoke his mind.

"She could have kept the prophecy and the poem secret from me, but she told me, and she wasn't worried that I would raise the price."

"In fact, she was quite generous and not stingy. The Cold Bone Moon Dew Wine alone exceeded my expectations."

"She really has the spirit of a heroine."

"Did my mother cooperate with the Lord of White Paper City for this reason? Does she feel the same way about the Lord of White Paper City as I do?"

"My mother is really kind and generous. She didn't even want the position of deputy city lord... Compared to her, my vision is much worse. I can't be so selfless."

"Wanxiang Sect...True disciple..."

A knock on the door interrupted Ning Zhuo's thoughts.

The person who came was none other than Wen Runyu.

Now Ning Zhuo knew clearly that this person was a fellow junior fellow apprentice of his mother Meng Yaoyin, who was at the Jindan level and was also a true disciple.

The Wanxiang Sect is a super sect, with a similar status to the Soul-Devouring Sect and the Bukong Sect. To become a true disciple of such a force, one's minimum cultivation level must be Golden Core!"Coming." Ning Zhuo stood up and opened the door.

He was not surprised at all by Wen Ruanyu's initiative to visit him, because the Lord of Baizhi City had already given clear instructions, asking him to cooperate with Wen Ruanyu to investigate the traitors among the high-level officials.

Wen Ruanyu bowed to him and smiled: "I will fully cooperate with Fellow Daoist Jiao Ma to complete this important task!"

Ever since Ning Zhuo captured three Jindan-level ghost generals alive, his attitude and tone towards Ning Zhuo have been very equal.

This time, the Lord of Baizhi City personally took care of him and asked him to assist Ning Zhuo.

This made Wen Runyu's attitude even lower, and she vaguely regarded herself as Ning Zhuo's deputy.

He is a Confucian practitioner. No matter what he thinks inside, at least his attitude on the surface is very positive and appropriate.

Ning Zhuo also returned the greeting and sent a telepathic message to Wen Ruonyu, telling him: Let's not alert the enemy, we should try our best to maintain Jiao Ma's current identity. Next, he will act as Jiao Ma and follow Wen Ruonyu to identify the traitor, and on the surface, he will be the main person in charge.

Wen Runyu thought about it for a moment and felt that this was a mature and prudent move. Her evaluation of Ning Zhuo improved a little and she agreed without hesitation.

He asked Ning Zhuo where to start investigating next.

Ning Zhuo did not hesitate and sent a message to him: "I have made a preliminary decision. Let's go to the south of the city first."

When he arrived at the south gate of the city, Ning Zhuo once again saw the giant paper statue and the many monks who were actively resting on the battlefield.

Ning Zhuo: "I need to see the arrangements made by Senior Meng Yaoyin back then."

Wen Runyu followed Ning Zhuo's secret instructions and asked all other cultivators present to withdraw, leaving only the two of them. Then she opened the magic circle for Ning Zhuo and stepped into the magic circle space together.

Here, Ning Zhuo saw the true structure of the magic circle, which was so complicated and detailed that it made him dizzy.

"Mom is so amazing!"

"In terms of formation, his attainments are too profound. I was so anxious that I couldn't understand it at all."

Ning Zhuo communicated with Sun Lingtong secretly with a look of respect and admiration.

Sun Lingtong chuckled and thought: Wasn’t this magic circle designed by your mother and the Lord of Baizhi City at a cost of seven days and seven nights?Sun Lingtong understood Ning Zhuo's feelings very well and did not try to sabotage him.

Meng Yaoyin was a Jindan master of a super sect, proficient in mechanical arts, and naturally proficient in many cultivation techniques. Unfortunately, she died early, leaving only a set of mechanical arts classics to Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo did not inherit her knowledge of formations, and could not understand the formations here, but he had his own way.

"Senior Wen, please explain the structure to me." Ning Zhuo made the request directly.

Wen Runyu immediately explained patiently to Ning Zhuo, telling him everything she knew.

Ning Zhuo had a solid foundation in formations, and after barely understanding a few points, he made an accurate judgment in his mind: "My mother arranged this place herself. If the various arrangements of this formation are burned with the cremation Prajna Sutra, it should be able to gain a lot of spirituality."

After looking at the magic circle, Ning Zhuo said to Wen Ruanyu, "Let's go and take a look inside the paper statue."

There is nothing wrong with soft and warm jade.

Hades.

Deep in the water burial valley.

The gray-bone old man sat cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes, and stared at the skull in front of him with a complicated look.

This is the skull of a celestial ghost, a precious material of the refining void level!Now, the skull has been refined by the Lord to the point where the surface has melted like water, but the inside is still made of stubborn bones.

"No wonder you, Lord of the Mansion, are willing to spend so much effort to refine this piece of Heavenly Ghost Bone."

"This superior talent is a perfect match for you, my Lord. No, it seems like they are made for each other."

The Lord of the Mansion laughed loudly: "If it weren't for this, why would I make such a fuss?"

After he obtained the skull, he studied it carefully and found that a small part of the magical power remained. After hundreds of years of painstaking preparations and continuous investment of manpower and material resources, he finally saw signs of success this year. Only a small part of the bone remained in the skull of the Sky Demon.

As long as it is thoroughly refined, the Lord of the Mansion will be able to fully absorb it and add a new talent to himself!The Lord of the Mansion said with emotion: "I have worked very hard to obtain this talent. Just to obtain the Heavenly Ghost Transformation Gift, I spent 30% of my Mansion's treasury to exchange it with his Mansion."

The old man was silent for a moment, then he said, "This ritual originated from Confucianism. It is a sacrifice to heaven and earth. It is a virtue in the underworld, but a sin in the world of the living. Therefore, it has caused countless murders and blood debts in the White Paper Immortal City."

The Lord of the Mansion sneered: "Those who accomplish great things do not care about trivial matters. I am the king of the underworld, why should I care about the morality of the living world?"

"I must destroy the White Paper Immortal City and use the entire city for blood sacrifice, only then can I complete the ritual of my Heavenly Ghost Rebirth!"

The old man with ashes sighed and said, "So, this skull is the source of the disaster. I used the disaster energy in it to perform the technique of covering the ashes with the calamity, but I also calculated that you still have a long way to go before you succeed."

The Lord of the Mansion nodded slightly: "I know."

"To absorb this skull, one must have at least a million human souls, and sufficient evil spirit to control the impact of this external talent."

"I am the ruler of a prefecture, and my soul foundation has already exceeded tens of millions. A million human souls are not an obstacle."

"And if I use the ghost tide to attack the White Paper Immortal City, I can obtain the energy of the soldier evil spirit to help me resist the impact."

The old man with gray bones nodded slightly, then shook his head gently: "There are others."

"Hmm?" The Lord of the Mansion was surprised, and then asked, "Can Daoist Fellow Huigu calculate it for me?"

The old man with gray bones shook his head: "No. But I can remind you a thing or two."

The Lord of the Mansion bowed and said, "Please give me some advice, fellow Taoist."

The old man with gray bones said, "It's simple to explain. According to my divination skills, all the obstacles are actually a battle of fate."

"You are the lord of a mansion. If you were in the mortal world, you would be the ruler of a country, with extraordinary power and nobility."

"But this time, the Heavenly Ghost Transformation Tribulation Ceremony covers both the Yin and Yang worlds. Your position in the underworld is solid and unbreakable, but it is a big weakness in the Yang world."

"To win in the world of the living, you must have the strongest forces among them to succeed."

"As for the fate of the living world, it is obvious. The first is the Yinchao Black Swamp Wetland, the second is the White Paper Immortal City, and the third is the major super sects."

The Lord of the Mansion laughed loudly: "I have already made plans for these three. The City Overthrowing Alliance can help you gain geographical advantages, the inner layer spies can help you gain control of the Immortal City, and I have already divided the major super sects."

After hearing this, the old man nodded slowly: "The Lord of the Mansion made plans before taking action. He has been planning and accumulating for decades and has acted carefully. According to the current situation, success is a natural development."

"However, talent is something that is granted by God. For us humans to seek any kind of acquired talent is against the will of God and will not be smooth sailing."

"The destiny of heaven is the greatest. Compared with heaven, we are like mayflies and ants, not worth mentioning."

"So, Lord, you must not be careless. It is possible that the heavens have already prepared some changes that have not yet manifested themselves."

The Lord of the Mansion stopped smiling and couldn't help but look thoughtful: "If Daoist Fellow Huigu is right, then if I find the variables in advance and nip them in the bud, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort?"

The old man with gray bones said: "This is the way to turn disaster into good."

"First, we have to find the variables, which is already extremely difficult."

"Secondly, we must find the right time and resolve the variables. To avert a catastrophe, we must find the right time and grasp the most precise timing."

"If it happens too early, the variables will be eliminated, and other variables will emerge, either more or stronger. If it happens too late, the variables themselves will have caused irreversible negative impacts."

The Lord listened carefully and benefited greatly.

White Paper Fairy City.

The Colossus in the south of the city.

Ning Zhuo and Wen Ruanyu explored the interior of the colossus.

"This is a mechanical creation, but it is mainly made with the two major cultivation skills of talisman making and paper tying. Mother's mechanical skills are so powerful and she has such wonderful ideas. I can never compare to her!"

Ning Zhuo's heart was filled with emotion as he watched.

Although he is determined to delve into the art of mechanical engineering, he is still too young and has just started his practice, so there is a lot of room for improvement in his foundation and level.

At this moment, a letter flew into the giant statue and fell into Wen Runyu's hands.

Wen Ruanyu scanned with her spiritual sense, and a look of joy appeared on her face: "Fellow Daoist Jiao Ma, good news. The city lord personally interrogated the three golden elixir ghost generals and learned a lot. They all came from a hell power in the underworld, and its name is Wangchuan Hell!"

"Wangchuan Underworld?" Ning Zhuo's face slightly changed. "This is comparable to the power of a country in the Yang World. The Lord of the Underworld should be at the level of a spirit transformation, right?"

Wen Ruanyu nodded, but comforted him: "Although this is the case, the Yin and Yang are separated, and the Lord of the Mansion is also very powerful, so it is impossible for him to travel to the Yang world. Otherwise, if the Lord of the Mansion took action personally, our Baizhi Immortal City would have been destroyed long ago."

Ning Zhuo narrowed his eyes and said, "There have never been ghost soldiers or ghost generals in the past, but this time there is a new situation with the ghost tide. But it seems to me that Wangchuan Hades has already made a move in secret?"

Wen Ruanyu nodded: "That's right. Although ghost tides are a normal phenomenon, they don't occur very often. Wangchuan Hell secretly took action decades ago to fuel the ghost tides."

Ning Zhuo's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light, he gritted his teeth secretly, and said in his heart: "Wangchuan Hell... Good, very good. It's you who made my mother pay so much, and even shortened her life to protect the city."

He thought for a moment, then asked, "Why did the Lord of the Underworld plot to harm the White Paper Fairy City decades ago? Does he want to leave the underworld and risk the wrath of the world to plot against the living world?"

Wen Ruanyu shook her head: "I don't know the details. But..."

"But what?" Ning Zhuo asked.

Wen Ruanyu hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Back then, Senior Sister Meng seemed to have found some clues and had some ideas."

"What's the clue?" Ning Zhuo asked again.

Wen Ruanyu shook her head: "I just listened to what Senior Sister Meng said. She left a secret treasure for the destined person, which was specially arranged for this place."

Ning Zhuo heard the secret treasure again and continued to ask.

Wen Ruonyu smiled bitterly: "I have been looking for this secret treasure in Baizhi Xiancheng for so many years, but I have never found anything. Sometimes I also think that maybe this is a clever trick of Senior Sister Meng to use people's hearts and mobilize the citizens to actively participate in the city defense. There is no secret treasure itself."

Ning Zhuo nodded and continued to observe.

Sun Lingtong was getting impatient and asked secretly, "Xiaozhuo, after checking for a long time, have you found any clues about the traitor?"

Ning Zhuo shook his head in his heart and told Sun Lingtong the truth: "Boss, I'm not Zhu Xuanji, how can I solve cases?"

"My purpose in coming here is to see my mother's arrangements and to judge how much spirituality these cremations can gain."

Sun Lingtong could not help but remain silent.

Ning Zhuo laughed: "Before you think about winning, you should think about losing. Huh?"

Sun Lingtong: "What's wrong?"

Ning Zhuo's tone of voice changed: "Boss, take a closer look. Is the mechanism arrangement here an application of one of my mother's classics?"

Sun Lingtong carefully identified it and said, "Indeed. It was your mother's original creation, and it was quite ingenious. When it is operated in the forward direction, it has one set of effects. When it is operated in the reverse direction, it has another kind of power."

"This application... let me think, there must be another secret space here!"

"Xiaozhu!"

"Why do you think your mother arranged it this way?"

Ning Zhuo's heart was shocked, and he almost blurted out: "Secret treasure?"

(End of this chapter)