Chapter 615 Yang Tian VariableMeng Yaoyin's voice originated from the lights in the fields, but reached directly into the depths of Ning Zhuo's mind.

"The successor of Qianmodeng, you have the foundation of millions of human souls, and you are also the ruler of Baizhi Immortal City. You must be the change in the sky predicted by the old man Huigu!"

"You need to destroy the Lord of Wangchuan's conspiracy and restore peace to the entire Yinchao Black Swamp Wetland."

Along with these words, a large amount of information was conveyed to Ning Zhuo.

The Heavenly Ghost is reborn to offer a gift of calamity...

The Sky Demon Skull...

Acquired aptitude...

Choose the White Paper Fairy City as a blood sacrifice to worship the cloudy sky...

After a moment, Ning Zhuo completely digested this shocking news, his eyes sparkling with brilliance: "So that's how it is!"

At this moment, he learned about Lord Wangchuan's entire plan.

And in this information, Meng Yaoyin also provided a way to win.

She clearly stated that she had once been to the underworld and was personally welcomed by the Gray Bone Old Man. Under the latter's guidance, she pried open the means left by Xuansu Scholar and was able to control half of the paper army with the help of mechanical techniques.

However, Meng Yaoyin did not give a clear explanation on how to destroy the Lord of Wangchuan Mansion's plan. Instead, she expressed her confidence in her successor: Since it is a variable caused by the destiny of the mortal world, there must be a way to win!"I see."

"The origin of the heavenly talisman in the boss's hand is as follows."

"The old man with gray bones..."

Ning Zhuo heard the name of this monk again, the last time was from Ross's mouth.

Listening to it now, it feels completely different than before.

"Mother made these preparations a long time ago, waiting for the fate to change. Now the Lord of Wangchuan Mansion is about to succeed in his plan. Although I came here by chance, I am afraid this is the variable!"

"I should do my best to follow my mother's wishes and get this done."

The matter was of great importance, so Ning Zhuo immediately contacted Sun Lingtong through the life-saving thread.

Sun Lingtong was still in the Yin army formation at this time, looking at the Baizhi Fairy City fighting against the ghost tide from afar. When he learned about this, he was very surprised.

"You're so amazing, Xiaozhuo. Your mother is really capable. She was able to steal half of the paper army. We are so rich!"

Ning Zhuo replied: "According to the information my mother left behind, someone needs to go there in person to open the magic circle, so that we can control half of the army."

"But mother didn't tell me how to use this power to destroy Lord Wangchuan's plan."

Sun Lingtong didn't care: "Xiaozhu, your mother doesn't have the ability to predict the future. It's already quite remarkable that she can do this. As for what to do next, your mother has already reminded you, hasn't she?"

Ning Zhuo knew what Sun Lingtong wanted to say, and nodded, "That's right. Back then, it was Old Man Graybone who instructed my mother, and even the secret army that pried open the White Paper Fairy City was arranged by Old Man Graybone."

"Then we should go to this monk first and seek his guidance."

Sun Lingtong: "The Gray Bone Old Man might have been waiting for us. He arranged for Luo Si to fish by the Forgotten River, probably to contact us."

"If that's the case, then isn't it possible that General Ross was arranged by the Gray Bone Old Man and is our helper?"

Ning Zhuo groaned: "It is possible, but everything still needs to wait until we visit the Gray Bone Elder to get more information."

"Boss, it looks like your promotion to the Golden Core stage will be postponed again."

Sun Lingtong was silent for a while, then smiled bitterly: "There is no other way! Since the truth is like this, I must actively cultivate my soul and do my best to improve my soul foundation to a million human souls, so that I will be qualified to destroy the Heavenly Ghost Transformation Tribulation Ceremony."

Ning Zhuo already has a million human souls, and Sun Lingtong must also try his best to cultivate to this level as a second insurance.

Sun Lingtong: "Also, should this secret be told to the Lord of Baizhi City?"

Sun Lingtong hesitated about this.

Ning Zhuo frowned and thought for a while: "My mother didn't mention the Lord of Baizhi City in her message. Obviously, she has some concerns."

"No matter what the concerns are, in her opinion, resolving this crisis has little to do with the Lord of White Paper."

"Humph!"

"My mother was willing to sacrifice her life for this immortal city. She also took great pains and risked her life to enter the underworld. She arranged so many things for future generations... My mother is really too kind and generous. She is so considerate of the people of the world that she is willing to sacrifice herself."

"Compared to my mother, what did the Lord of White Paper City lose?"

"When she saw me, she called me her savior! She obviously wanted to use me, just like she used my mother."

"But she doesn't know that although I am my mother's son, my mother and I have different personalities."

"I am willing to be a savior and do good things, but the premise is that I have to get something in return."

"My awareness is not as high as my mother's!"

After hearing Ning Zhuo's response, Sun Lingtong felt relieved and praised him highly: "Xiao Zhuo, that's right. We can't be the kind of good guys who always sacrifice ourselves for others. That's too boring!"

"Your mother's vision is too high, that's another matter."

Ning Zhuo nodded: "That's right."

To this day, the three talisman papers that the Lord of Baizhi City forced upon Ning Zhuo are still hidden in Ning Zhuo's three dantians.

Ning Zhuo has mobilized the power of his dantian, spirit, qi and essence, to surround the three pieces of talisman paper and compress them vigorously.

Just wait for the right opportunity and let Sun Lingtong use the stealing technique to try to take it out.

It’s too early to take it now.

The Lord of Baizhi City will definitely be worried and will use stronger measures again.

The ghost tide lasted for three days and three nights before it dissipated.

"We've held on to another wave." Tie Guzheng also stayed on the wall, fighting hard for three consecutive days without sleep.

He did not feel any joy of victory, but only cast a solemn gaze outside the city.

There, a well-organized Yin army was slowly retreating.

This army did not participate in the attack, but actively gathered the remaining ghosts. Therefore, from the time they joined the battle to the time they left, their size actually expanded by 20%.

"How hateful! It's really frustrating that I can't destroy this vanguard army." Tie Guzheng slammed his fist on the wall and gritted his teeth.

In sharp contrast to him is Qing Chi.

"This time, my military exploits are definitely enough, right?" Qing Chi cheered excitedly.

Qing Yan's face was grim, but he did not ignore the facts. Instead, he nodded and admitted: "Indeed, Chi'er, there is no need to calculate in detail. Your military achievements have indeed met the standard."

"But now, Zhuangyangyuan is under full martial law. If you rashly go to visit Jiao Ma, you will not only be stopped, but also bring a lot of trouble to Jiao Ma."

"After all, he is already the male concubine of the city lord."

Qing Chi's eyebrows immediately turned upside down, and he glared at Qing Yan angrily: "Dad, do you want to regret it?"

Qing Yan waved his hands quickly: "No, no. Well, I mean, if you want to see Jiao Ma, you have to use the right method. For example, I can write a letter to secretly ask him to come out and let you meet. It's better than in Zhuangyang Courtyard, right?"

Qing Chi finally calmed down and nodded: "Dad, you are right. We can't do anything in Zhuangyang Courtyard. We have to be careful when we speak. It is more convenient outside!" Qing Yan nodded, then his expression changed and he stretched out his hand: "Wait a moment!"

"You can't do anything, what do you want to do?!"

"It's more convenient outside. Convenient for what?!"

Qing Chi snorted coldly: "Dad, I'm already grown up, don't bother me, I have my own plans."

Qing Yan was so angry that his eyes twitched: "Don't mess around, Jiao Ma's Yuan Yang will be very helpful to his practice!"

Qing Chi: "Humph, I was worried about this before. It's not a done deal yet. Now there's still a chance..."

Qing Yan was so angry that she wanted to stamp her feet: "No, no, no, you can't do this! You are a girl, and you are too proactive. Jiao Ma will not cherish you. Chi'er, you have to be patient..."

"Have patience?!" Qing Chi waved his arms and became very excited. "You want me to watch Jiao Ma and that old woman, the Lord of Baizhi City, practicing dual cultivation? This is absolutely not possible!"

Hearing Qing Chi calling the Lord of Baizhi City an old woman, Qing Yan was furious, angry, and afraid. He stared at her and lowered his voice: "Shut up! You are so outspoken!!"

Qing Chi was not afraid of her father and was still going to speak.

Qing Yan waved his hands quickly: "Stop talking, stop talking, you idiot, I won't interfere with your actions, go and get into trouble. Don't worry about your father, and don't worry about our family!"

Qing Yan's words softened Qing Chi's attitude: "Dad..."

"I was wrong, don't be angry."

"I was just too anxious to get Xiao Ma out."

"Oh!!!" Qing covered his face and sighed, not wanting to speak for a while.

Ning Zhuo had already returned to Zhuangyang Temple to continue his hard training.

After withdrawing his troops, Sun Lingtong said to his commander-in-chief that he wanted to return to the underworld.

He carried Luo Si's military orders and was free to come and go. The commander also told him the way back.

Sun Lingtong sank into the main road of the Mingjiao River, diving deep all the way, penetrating the gap between the world of the living and the world of the dead, and once again came to the underworld.

Although he didn't know the road, Ning Zhuo could contact him at any time, and the latter controlled the lights on the roads.

Sun Lingtong followed Ning Zhuo's instructions and continued on his journey.

The target is directly aimed at the seventh paper man army.

This army is incomplete and is still in the creation stage.

It was precisely because of this that Old Man Gray Bone and Meng Yaoyin were able to intervene and seize control of the army.

Sun Lingtong took out a talisman while he was on his way.

This talisman is made of black jade, three inches and seven tenths of a foot long, and glows with dark gold.

There is a complete seal of the Four Directions of Yama in the center of the front of the talisman, and the edge of the talisman is surrounded by the Eighteen Hells diagram.

On the back of the talisman is the cinnabar text of "The Thirteen Chapters of the Yin Law".

It is the talisman bestowed by heaven.

"I didn't expect that this jade talisman didn't reach Ning Zhuo, and I had to use it instead." Sun Lingtong sighed.

He continued on his way, quietly activating the jade talisman.

In an instant, a soul power was infused into Sun Lingtong's soul.

This soul power is quite huge, and more importantly, it is very pure. Sun Lingtong's face changed immediately, and he felt that his soul was like a balloon, which was rapidly expanding.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's cultivation of the four treasures, Sun Lingtong's soul foundation soared directly, steadily and rapidly, without any hidden dangers of an unstable foundation.

Sun Lingtong's physical body is much stronger than Ning Zhuo's, and can better support the surging soul.

When Sun Lingtong arrived in front of the seventh army of paper figures, his soul strength had reached more than 200,000 souls!

Of course, he had a foundation in the past. He was older than Ning Zhuo, so it was natural that his spiritual foundation was stronger than Ning Zhuo.

"Xiao Zhuo, you should use this talisman. It is the most convenient way to practice." Sun Lingtong exclaimed sincerely.

"Once you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again. It's a rare opportunity to fleece a man from the underworld."

Ning Zhuo laughed: "Your statement seems familiar. Didn't I persuade you in the same way earlier?"

Sun Lingtong: "It has almost no disadvantages! If I have to say one, it's that I have auditory hallucinations in my ears. I hear someone reciting a sacrificial text, which is very noisy."

Ning Zhuo's mind was moved: "What is the content of the sacrificial text?"

Sun Lingtong: "I have memorized most of it."

"I bow down to the moon and shine its light on the nine underworlds. Yama enforces the law, and his spirit controls the ten directions of the underworld. The Yellow Springs gushes with snow, and the soul crosses the boundless calamity. Now, with the ceremony of the reincarnation of heavenly ghosts, I piously worship the throne of the Lord of the Mysterious Sky..."

"Hereinafter present...Hang the four-sided seal of Yama in the Xuantan, and arrange the true pictures of the eighteen hells as curtains. Black snow covers the ground in seven layers, supporting the Yang spirits to nourish the Yin evil spirits; cinnabar writes the nine turns of the sky, knocking on the laws of the nether world and communicating with the netherworld."

"I beg Xuanqiong to open a shortcut to the underworld and forgive the evil souls' serious illness; I beg you to send down the jade talisman bestowed by heaven to consolidate the origin of the spiritual platform. I wish..."

"…I am so humbled and anxious to hear your words. I hope you will appreciate my words!"

Ning Zhuo was delighted when he heard Sun Lingtong's retelling: "This should be the great ritual text of the Heavenly Ghost Transformation and the Tribulation Ceremony. Boss, listen carefully and remember the whole text. We may be able to find a way out of the impasse from it."

Sun Lingtong shook his head: "Neither of us are Confucianists. It is extremely difficult to find the flaws in it. This is unreliable!"

Ning Zhuo: "As long as the time is right, we can show this sacrificial text to Wen Ruanyu..."

"Let's not talk about this for now. Let's take control of this half of the army first, and then head to the Water Burial Valley. These paper puppets are enough to show our identities and gain the trust of the Gray Bone Old Man."

"If we run into trouble, we still have this army to use and fight for us!"

Sun Lingtong nodded: "Xiaozhuo, from now on, I will just follow your instructions."

Ning Zhuo followed the message left by his mother and guided Sun Lingtong to successfully find the formation plate hidden deep underground.

Sun Lingtong mobilized his magic power and poured it into the formation, but there was no movement.

After some investigation, Sun Lingtong got the answer: "This is the Wanxiang array disk. It needs to be filled with Wanxiang mana before it can be activated. What should I do?"

Ning Zhuo groaned: "It seems that mother would rather give this opportunity to the sect."

"This is easy to handle."

"Before, I had a casual chat with Wen Ruanyu. Knowing the Transformation Technique, one of the entry-level spells of the Wanxiang Sect, can give birth to the Wanxiang magic power."

"I will write to ask about Wen Ruanyu's related spells now!"

While Ning Chen was commanding the underworld army, Qing Chi arrived at the gate of Zhuangyang Courtyard.

"Please inform Jiao Ma and tell him that Qingchi is looking for him and ask him to come out to see me!" Qingchi's eyes were shining with anticipation.

"Little girl, the person you love has become the city lord's male concubine?" Suddenly, a voice came from behind Qing Chi.

(End of this chapter)