Damn... It sounds so familiar. The "Crimson Well" in China is also the headquarters base of the hall... So, there are also passages similar to Wangjing underground in the capital of China?

Suning is going to the macro level.

Think deeper, are the dragon corpses and unicorn remains mastered by the palace obtained from the "well"?

This is also consistent with the so-called "where the gods buried their bones".

The "ghouls" in Japan are similar to that, and they gained strength by studying the corpses of "mythical creatures" obtained from Wang Jing.

After all, the names are written outright.

If so, how many similar channels are there?

The extraordinary forces in other countries also gain power through similar channels?

"As far as I know, there are more than just similar channels here," said Suning.

Takeshi Miyamoto nodded: "Indeed. However, the time of discovery at different locations is different, and I don't know.

A thousand years ago, whether a wellhead was discovered in China and what happened, the history of which was too long and it was difficult to tell whether it was true or false."

"Continue talking." Suning said.

Takeshi Miyamoto said: "There is great danger within Wangjing. After confirming this, the practitioners who traveled east had to wait, hoping for a turning point, but never waited for the opportunity.

In this process, the pollution of the starry sky has continued to aggravate, and it is becoming more and more difficult to practice."

"In the end, there are only three Yujia who are left to keep it intact."

"Until the demon came, for some reason, the blockade of heaven was lifted, and the efficiency of breathing and spiritual power was increased by hundreds of times compared to the past."

"It is precisely because of this change that the three Yusans can step on the stage," he sighed:

"It's a pity that before the lifting, many tribe members had already missed the best time to practice."

The room was briefly silent.

Suning thought for a while and asked, "Is the other two companies the same?"

"It's generally the same, but the Tujimen family is a little special," Miyamoto Takeshi said: "Their power does not originate from themselves, but from Shikigami, so the power retained is stronger."

"The Yin-Yang Tao inherited is also an improved version of ancient psychic techniques."

Suning raised his eyebrows: "Amended version?"

"Yes, it is said that the qualifications for the cultivation of ancient psychics are extremely harsh, so later generations have improved their skills to create the magic of the Shikigami."

"Simply put, the Tuyumen family has a sacred tree, which lives on it with many Shikigamis who have been passed down for thousands of years, and are directly descendants. You can choose to establish a contract. After a person dies, Shikigami returns to the sacred tree and can be passed on again."

Takeshi Miyamoto said:

"This is completely different from the original method of contracting heaven, earth and all spirits, and there are more restrictions. It is better to say that it is to borrow God than to control God."

It's OK... Suning was shocked.

After asking more information about the Tuyu Gate and the Taoist monks, Miyamoto Takeshi told the truth, which allowed Suning to finally have a deeper understanding of the three families.

...

"Very good, the information you provided has indeed saved me a lot of trouble," said Suning.

Miyamoto Budo: "It's right, it's late at night, so I won't disturb you."

"good."

The latter stood up, walked to the door, turned around suddenly, and stopped talking.

Suning was curious: "Is there something wrong?"

Takeshi Miyamoto said in confusion: "If I read it right, the sword intent you used should have another role."

This matter has been kept in my heart for a long time. Suning's performance is really not like a sword cultivator.

"That's right," Suning admitted frankly, picked up the teacup and smiled mysteriously:

"It belongs to a master in the sect and I used it for use."

Takera Miyamoto: "I hope I can ask that senior for advice."

"With the test, the time is right, there will be a chance." Suning agreed casually.

Watching the person leave, he fell into deep thought.

This conversation solved a lot of doubts for him...but it also added a lot.

"The pollution in the starry sky should have originated from the Battle of the Gods, and the immortals, gods and Buddhas of that year were suspected to be related to the wells."

"Well, there is another extra round on the task list. Sooner or later, I will go to those wells to check it out. However, with my current level, I am afraid I will not be able to enter it yet. Otherwise, the palace's Yama must have explored it long ago."

Based on his previous communication with the palace, he judged that the other party had never penetrated into the well at all, otherwise he would not have known so little about ancient times.

"Senior?" The god suddenly appeared at the door again.

"In." Suning said.

Shirley walked in. At this time, she had already changed into her pajamas and walked in the door with slippers. She knelt down and said with a habit of browsing, "Has the Miyamoto family leader arrived just now?"

She lives next door.

"Well, I've talked about something." Suning poured her a cup of hot tea and said with a smile: "Is there anything?"

"It's nothing..." Shirley held the teacup in both hands, lowered her eyes, and said insincerely: "Just... it's just that, after changing the place, I suddenly couldn't sleep."

"Hey, but I remember, the night you went to the Magic City Studio, you slept quite well." Suning pretended to be surprised.

Shirley was embarrassed, folded her hands together and raised her head high: "Please don't mention it!"

As soon as she said that, she remembered the scene of her death in the community.

Suning laughed and felt much more relaxed. He picked up a mango from the fruit plate and threw it over: "Is it because of Tu Yumen's family?"

He had long seen that there was a knot in her heart.

Shirley buried her head, bit her lip, and said no.

Suning said: "Then are you ready to meet them?"

Shirley looked up and looked at him: "Senior...you mean..."

Suning sighed: "I've come here, I must come to contact you. In addition, you have joined the organization and call me a senior... Then, as a senior, I can't let my juniors suffer grievances."

After a pause, he thought casually:

"If you have any ideas, I will take you and get your things back."

Shirley stared at him in a daze, her face full of uncontrollable joy and excitement: "Senior, are you really willing to help me?"

Suning rolled his eyes: "This is not helping you, this is called taking down property from the Clan!"

"Senior is the best!" Shirley smiled and knelt on the stacked mat, leaned forward suddenly, slapped Suning on the cheek with lightning speed, and then ran away with a smile.

"Ah..." Suning couldn't help laughing and crying.

I believe that Europeans and Americans are indeed bold in expressing emotions, unlike the East, and are reserved.

However, after her interruption, the heavy feeling that Miyamoto said was dissipated a lot. Suning stood up, pushed the door open, and walked in the courtyard.

At this time, the rain stopped for a short time. In the sky, thin clouds flew away, and the stars were dark, thinking about the possible demons on the moon.

The restlessness in Suning's heart became stronger and stronger:

"I always feel something is going to happen."

Shaking his head, he was restless and simply walked along the courtyard and walked to the side hall. Suddenly, he saw something hidden in the shadows in the corner of the wall and wriggled towards the kitchen.

"Hengjing?" Suning picked up a lantern, touched it quietly, and said in surprise.

The elder of the Hokkaido, who was tied with his hands and feet, was exposed to the lights, and his hungry stomach made a spasm, and the person was petrified on the spot.

...

The next morning.

Through meditation, Suning, who had recovered most of his strength, woke up refreshedly and saw that the beautiful servant was waiting beside him.

“Evil capitalism.”

Suning criticized this behavior in his heart, and happily washed and dressed under the maid's service, and then led him to the room where guests could eat.

I saw Shirley sitting at the dining table, waiting for her.

Takeshi Miyamoto and his wife sat on the other side.

I didn't see anyone else, well, it's understandable. I'm afraid they had a collective insomnia last night... Thinking of Suning, sitting down, greetings, and just about to enjoy a delicate and nutritious meal.

Suddenly, a disciple trotted over outside:

"Report, someone came out to send an invitation!"

Invitation? The four of them were a little surprised. Miyamoto Takedo: "Who sent it?"

"It was the Tuyumen family who personally sent it on behalf of the head of the family and invited the envoys to go to the temple to give a lecture."

The disciple said, handing an invitation with both hands.
To be continued...