Chapter 595: Rules of the Ghost City

It is difficult for Han Tianming to imagine a world with the possibility of immortality, and what kind of creatures reincarnation restricts.

Are they all living beings in this world, or are they ordinary weak monks?

More often than not, if you want to kill an opponent, the opponent's Nascent Soul will also be destroyed.

The soul dissipated directly between heaven and earth.

When a great monk in the transformation stage dies, all the Tao and principles he has comprehended will return to heaven.

Cultivation is the struggle between man and nature, getting good fortune from heaven and earth to strengthen oneself and transcend life and death.

Logically speaking, this should be something worthy of joy from heaven and earth, but more often than not, the feedback received is sorrow from heaven and earth.

This is a very weird thing.

It was also something that Han Tianming couldn't figure out. He didn't pay much attention to it before, but he was shocked when he heard about the reincarnation for the first time today.

If reincarnation is not extinguished, after death, can the creation taken from heaven and earth return to the main world through reincarnation?

So what happens after reincarnation is broken?

Pingzhang Daojun cannot give an answer to this point because he does not know any more.

"In fact, even if there is a theory of reincarnation, it is impossible to identify the reincarnation and the previous life as the same person..."

he said.

Later, neither of them bothered to obsess over this question because they were destined to not get the answer.

They looked at the city in front of them.

Its style is very ancient, and it occupies a very vast area. Above the city gate, which looks like a devil's mouth, the word "Wind City" is written on a dilapidated and ancient plaque.

"Senior, do we want to go in?"

Ping Zhang Dao Jun Dao.

This city cannot be underestimated, and the feeling it gave him was terrifying.

The mysterious realm is very different from the outside world, and the cities in it most likely have some inexplicable rules.

This is not allowed for those who enter it to violate it at will.

Perhaps everything can only be done within fixed rules. It is easy to get in, but it may be difficult to get out. It is possible to be trapped in it, and it is not possible to get out until the mysterious situation is completely collapsed.

"Look."

Han Tianming stretched out his hand and pointed at the broad avenue in this big city, where there was a slightly familiar figure.

"Is it him?"

Pingzhang Daojun recognized that person, he was the Tianyin Envoy!

At this moment, he was squatting beside the road in the city, with a vegetable basket in front of him, as if he was selling vegetables?

"Something weird."

"Why don't you go back and collect the valuable treasures on the way?"

"I'll go into this city to find out what's going on."

Han Tianming said so.

How could the Heavenly Yin Envoy of the Yin Yang Holy Sect be squatting on the roadside selling vegetables?

"No, I will enter it with my seniors!"

Pingzhang Daojun immediately refused.

Although the treasures he saw when passing by were very good, how could he leave alone at such a special moment.

Han Tianming sincerely asked him to leave, but the situation was unclear, and he might not be able to protect Pingzhang Daojun.

This Taoist master rarely leaves the sect. Although he is knowledgeable, most of his knowledge comes from books and the teachings of his teachers.

In fact, he is somewhat ignorant of the world.

But now that he refused, Han Tianming stopped trying to dissuade him.

Just flipping his hand, a golden divine seed appeared in his palm.

"Put this thing close to your body, and I can contact you here after I finish the work!"

This was not planted in him, it was just borrowed for a short time, and it had been used for this purpose before.

As for him, he has a treasure map to guide him, so even if he enters a strange situation, he will never get lost.

As for Pingzhang, it’s hard to say.

"Okay! Thank you, senior!"

Pingzhang Daojun took it seriously and carefully put it into his clothes.

Han Tianming nodded to him, and finally stepped into the ancient city gate first.

An inexplicable law suddenly swept over.

In the end, his entire body disappeared.

Pingzhang Daojun saw that the doorway suddenly became empty, gritted his teeth and stepped in.

When Han Tianming's eyes returned to normal vision again, he found himself in an antique room.

Behind him is a large shelf filled with various drawers.

Written on it are the names of many medicinal materials from the secular world...

"This is the pharmacy?"

Han Tianming frowned, then stood up and wanted to walk towards the door.

However, as soon as he reached the door, he was intercepted by an inexplicable force and could not walk out.

At this time, a salesman came to the door of the pharmacy carrying a load. When he saw him, he smiled and said happily:

"Doctor Han, I've been feeling cold recently, and I'm about to prepare some medicine!"

Han Tianming didn't know what happened, but at this moment he decided to follow the rules of the city.

He once had the experience of saving people in the mortal world. A little cold was not a serious illness, and it was not difficult to prepare a medicine at this moment.

He immediately invited the salesman into the pharmacy, stood up, walked to the counter, and started to take medicine.

When I opened the medicine cabinet, I found that although there were medicinal materials in it, they only had their form but not their nature.

It's more like the rules in this ancient city.

But at the moment, he couldn't think too much and could only take the medicine according to the prescription he was familiar with.

He quickly weighed and packed it and handed it to the salesman.

The moment he handed over his hand, Han Tianming felt as if a little of his power had been taken away...

The salesman held the medicine bag and thanked her repeatedly. Finally, he took out several copper coins from his arms and handed them to the counter.

Han Tianming was still thinking about the disappearance of his own power. When he came to his senses, the peddler had already walked away.

His eyes were immediately attracted by the copper plate on the counter.

It was called a copper plate, but it was actually more like folded paper money.

It was also just its shape.

But for some reason, this copper plate actually contained extremely pure Taoism.

That's right, it was Taoism!

It was neither spiritual energy nor essence. It seemed that as long as the copper plate was refined, it could be immediately transformed into one's own Taoism!

But unfortunately, he was just a golden body of faith.

Strength cultivation is not calculated by Taoism.

"This..."

He held the six copper plates in his hands, and his eyes showed an incredible look.

It seems that the peddler was also a Taoist who broke in.

But Han Tianming didn't recognize him, and after entering this place, he might have changed his appearance.

He searched under the counter and finally found a small mirror.

Just took a look and said in his heart, "Sure enough"!

At this moment, he no longer looked like himself in the mirror, but an old man with white hair and beard, kind eyes.

He looked like a famous doctor.

He couldn't use his own power until now, and seemed to be just healthier than ordinary people.

However, the little power he lost just now was quickly supplemented by the power of faith in the ancient god tripod.

Han Tianming frowned, it seemed that it would take some time to understand the rules of this city.

Looking at the copper coin in his hand, he tried to put it into the golden tripod.

"Buzz..."