What is it?

It has always been a mystery, and no one has really figured it out. At least there has not been a convincing explanation circulating on the surface.

But if you think about it carefully, things like ruins spirits are invisible, seem real and unreal, and appear and disappear mysteriously.

It is indeed somewhat similar to the soul.

Some of its manifestations can also be done by spirits or ghosts.

It is indeed possible that there is some connection or similarity between the spirit and the soul.

The fact that it can ride on the Yellow Springs Dragon is undoubtedly the best and most powerful evidence.

"A unique soul born in the Nine Sun Ruins? Or... the souls of those who died in the Nine Sun Ruins did not dissipate, but instead transformed into ruins spirits?"

Zhou Qing was thinking silently, while also waiting for the Yellow Springs Dragon to come back.

Both the body and the soul are mysterious and contain infinite mysteries.

No one in the world dares to say that he knows all the secrets of the body and soul, and even the masters in the fairyland do not dare to be so arrogant.

From a weak mortal, he practiced and evolved step by step to an incredible level. This is the embodiment of the magic of the body and soul.

Life is the greatest miracle in the world.

So if the Xu Ling is really another form of soul, it is not impossible.

After all, the great power in Jiuyang Ruins is difficult to guess.

"This is a new discovery of mine, but unfortunately I can't explain how I discovered it. Otherwise, I could publish a theoretical conjecture after organizing it."

"But it is also possible that those big forces and masters have already discovered this, but they just didn't make it public, or maybe there is not enough evidence to prove it."

Zhou Qing waited for a long time, and the Yellow Springs Dragon finally came back.

A very thick layer of yellowish frost condensed on the dragon's body. It was so thick that it made the Yellow Springs Dragon look much more bloated.

It turned into a big fat dragon.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing felt slightly happy.

You must know that if the soul of a warrior at the Organ Realm is sent into the underworld, the amount of underworld frost brought back at a time will only be a very thin layer.

Now the amount that is visible to the physical eye alone has increased greatly.

The two colored spirits are indeed brave.

Zhou Qing took out a jade bottle, and the layer of yellow frost condensed into liquid, dripping down and being caught by him.

He counted carefully, and in the end he got nearly a hundred drops of Yellow Spring Liquid!

The gains brought to him by a two-colored ruins spirit were greater than the souls of all his previous enemies combined!

The soul of a warrior at the Organ Realm can bring back about two drops of Yellow Spring Liquid to Zhou Qing, the soul of a warrior at the Bone Refining Realm can bring back about five drops, and the soul of a warrior at the Marrow Cleansing Realm can bring back about ten drops.

Compared with the two-colored ruins spirits, it pales in comparison.

This ratio cannot absolutely represent the soul gap between warriors in the three realms.

After all, riding on the Yellow Springs Dragon and enduring the erosion of the Yellow Springs depends more on the soul's ability to withstand pressure and whether it is tenacious.

For a normal soul, whether it is powerful is indeed related to this aspect, but it is definitely not all, and all aspects must be taken into consideration.

Besides, this is the soul of a warrior, and warriors are not mainly based on souls.

Therefore, we cannot hastily conclude that the soul of a bone-refining warrior is about twice as strong as that of an internal organ warrior based on the amount of Yellow Spring Liquid obtained, and that the soul of a marrow-washing warrior is about twice as strong as that of a bone-refining warrior.

Similarly, the difference between a cultivator's soul and a warrior's soul cannot be simply judged by the amount of Yellow Spring Liquid that can be brought back.

For some cultivators, their practice method of visualization is a sacred mountain or an ocean, so their souls are naturally more resilient than those of cultivators who practice the method of visualizing plants and trees. The former will have an advantage in mining for Zhou Qing.

But can we really say that the former is definitely better than the latter?

Also, just by looking at the amount of Yellow Spring Liquid that the monks of the Divine Mountain can collect and how much more it is than the number of souls of warriors of the corresponding realm, can we conclude that the souls of monks are many times stronger than the souls of warriors?

This is definitely not possible.

In fact, there is no definitive answer as to how much stronger the soul of a cultivator and a warrior of corresponding realms is than the soul of the latter.

Because there is simply no comparison between the two sides.

This is not a difference in quantity, but a difference in quality.

How can a warrior compete with a cultivator in terms of soul?

The spiritual power that can be used more skillfully by warriors with well-developed internal organs and even bone-refining warriors can be used proficiently by cultivators in the visualization state.

From this point we can see the gap between the two sides. They are completely not the same kind of people.

Therefore, it is meaningless to forcibly calculate the difference in souls between warriors and cultivators.

The "money" that a two-color spirit can earn is nearly twenty times that of a normal bone refining warrior's soul, and nearly ten times that of a marrow washing warrior! He has to kill twenty bone refining warriors to catch up with a two-color spirit, and there is also the time cost.

The time consumed to activate the Yellow Spring Dragon twenty times is definitely much longer than that consumed to activate it once.

The most important thing is to kill twenty bone-refining warriors...

There aren't so many bone-refining warriors for Zhou Qing to kill. It's not like they have joined the Tianmu Sect and are killing people indiscriminately without asking why.

This is just a two-colored ruins spirit. If there are more, more souls of bone refining warriors will be needed to match the harvest.

In order to collect the Yellow Spring Liquid, he killed hundreds of bone-refining warriors...

He will be wanted by Da Qi tomorrow. Lu Qingmo will get the news the day after tomorrow and come to arrest Zhou Qing personally.

But the Xu Ling is different. It is a monster without any intelligence. Killing many of them is actually getting rid of harm to the people.

Moreover, Xu Ling will not drop any treasures, and no one will compete with Zhou Qing.

Evil Ruin Spirit (×) Perfect Miner Slave (√)

If he could capture more ruins spirits in the Nine Sun Ruins, then the amount of Yellow Spring Liquid he could accumulate...

Zhou Qing's eyes lit up. That scene was so beautiful that he almost laughed out loud just thinking about it.

This liquid is a precious liquid that can only be produced by Huangquan monks. He can obtain it continuously during his day in the Bone Refining Realm.

After a long time, he will make a fortune.

This is more useful than obtaining some Huangquan-level treasures.

As long as there is enough Yellow Spring Liquid, most treasures can be bought, and only a few rare items cannot be traded.

"I wonder if the speed at which the Yellow Spring Dragon condenses the Yellow Spring Liquid is faster or slower than that of the Yellow Spring cultivators. If it is slower, how much slower is it..."

The mining slaves currently used are of low level, and the amount of Yellow Spring Liquid condensed at one time should not be comparable to that of Yellow Spring monks.

But if we can capture some high-level miners in the future, it’s hard to say who will be more or less.

The Huangquan liquid condensed by Huangquan monks is the Huangquan power they draw from Huangquan during their cultivation, which crosses the barrier between the human world and Huangquan. It is not that they personally enter Huangquan to condense the precious liquid.

But the Yellow Springs Dragon is different, it really goes in, without any "middleman".

It is no longer a fantasy to surpass Monk Huangquan in printing money faster in the future.

Zhou Qing released the two-colored spirit inside the Yellow Spring Dragon. Now it looked extremely faint, and it would naturally dissipate even if no one took action.

The environment in the underworld is like a small knife that is constantly inflicted on things in the human world. As long as they are in it, they will be hurt.

But Zhou Qing's eyes were full of kindness when he looked at the two-colored spirits.

He announced that from today on, Xu Ling would be his good brother!

He had complained before, wondering if Xu Ling was sick, why he had targeted him, and why he kept looking for him.

Now Zhou Qing just wants to say one thing.

Good thing you came!

Now that I think about it, those three Xu Spirits killed earlier were such a waste.

They should not have been killed. They should have discovered earlier the excellent potential of miners in the Xu Ling and sent them to Huangquan to mine.

But it’s not too late to discover it now, there will definitely be more Xu Ling coming to find him in the future.

Although ruins spirits may appear in various places in Jiuyang Ruins, these monsters also have their own rules.

The deeper you go, the more likely it is that only high-level ruins spirits can occupy it. Outside the Jiuyang Ruins, there are generally low- and medium-level ruins spirits.

Therefore, Zhou Qing was not worried about encountering an irresistible Xu Ling.

Even if you meet him, you can just rely on Kun's clone to run away.

This month's golden finger of the clone was really of great help to him. Many times, because of the existence of Kun's clone, he was directly invincible.

Therefore, he only hoped that more and more Xu Ling would come.

His good brother was so enthusiastic that he would not be stingy.

Send them to the underworld for free!

This is the treatment that only cultivators can enjoy when they are promoted to the underworld. He is really extremely good to his good brother Xu Ling.

I have a very well-paid job here, with food and accommodation provided and a generous salary. If you don't want to go, you have to go to Huangquan for a physical examination first.

Only after passing the physical examination can you officially take up the post.

What? You don't want to? Don't want to do it?

When he was exploring Xu Ling just now, Kun's clone did not stay in place, but kept moving forward.

So he was now some distance away from the swamp.

After taking out the map and finding his current location and determining the direction, Zhou Qing continued to move forward.

At noon, the Nine Yang Tide suddenly changed. It became so intense that it actually caused pain in people's skin and the rate at which their True Essence was lost increased dramatically.

This made Zhou Qing's heart tremble. He thought of what Manager Li said and did not dare to be careless. He quickly found a shelter and hid in it to avoid the direct impact of the Nine Yang Tide.

Sure enough, after hiding in the shelter, the situation got much better and the pain in my body disappeared.

At noon, blocking the scouring of the Nine Yang Tide is an ability that only things in the Nine Yang Ruins have. If you use things from outside at this time, it will be useless.

Of course, if it is a high-level magical weapon or other precious treasure, that is another matter.

Looking at the world outside that seemed to be enveloped by a sea of ​​fire, Zhou Qing sighed.

"Such a momentum is really terrifying."

Please...collect 6_9_book_bar (Six//Nine//Book//bar)

An Lang was also amazed and said, "I feel that if a ghost who has not refined the power of the sun is in such an environment, it will be evaporated in an instant."

"That's about right. The Night Wandering Monk is the same. He can't stand it."

Zhou Qing looked at the surging waves outside and felt that the power of nature was unpredictable. It was indeed a dangerous place that seemed to last forever.

Even he could feel the pain in his body. If a warrior with internal organs was exposed to the Nine Yang Tide at this time, he would be washed to death.

In January of every year, at noon every day, Jiuyang Ruins is relatively quiet.

There are very few human and animal activities.

The deeper the Nine Yang Tide is, the more terrifying it is, so even a master will not be reckless at this time.

As for the wild beasts...

The method of avoiding the most intense Nine Yang Tide in the beginning was learned by people outside from the wild beasts here, and then spread.

Learn the skills from the foreigners in order to defeat them.

There was nothing else in the world except the sound of the Nine Sun Tide. Zhou Qing stayed quietly in the bunker until...

A black and blue bull-shaped monster appeared in Zhou Qing's sight, then it rushed towards him with its four hooves moving wildly.

If there is anything in the Nine Yang Ruins that doesn't care about the Nine Yang Tide at noon, then the Ruins Spirit must be one of them.

Looking at the Xu Ling whose hooves kept trampling the ground, Zhou Qing felt very complicated.

Only a good brother like you would come to me regardless of natural disasters or man-made disasters, no matter when and where.

Tears in my eyes.

Don’t worry, Huangquan Travel will make sure everything is arranged properly for you.

The ox-shaped ghost rushed towards him, but Zhou Qing remained calm.

If an ordinary warrior encountered such a situation, he would naturally be caught off guard, especially since it was noon.

Once the bunker is destroyed, we will be in a dilemma.

But for Zhou Qing...

Two colored spirits, just delivering food.

When the ox-shaped spirit was already within reach, Kun's clone floated out, grew larger and expanded, and opened its huge mouth.

If there were other people present, they would have discovered that a Xu spirit actually took the initiative to drill into the mouth of a giant beast, as if it was eager to be eaten.

When Xu Ling saw the huge mouth of the abyss in front of it, it naturally would not be foolish enough to rush in directly. It turned around and tried to avoid it.

However, the huge mouth of Kun's clone emitted a powerful suction force, and it was impossible for the ox-shaped spirit to avoid it.

This talent is called Devouring, so it is certainly not as simple as just eating it and digesting it.

Swallowing the sky and the earth, absorbing everything! Being far away, the one with more strength than Kun's clone can naturally resist this suction, but the ox-shaped ruins spirit obviously does not meet this condition.

He entered the internal space of Kun's clone smoothly.

A ticket to Huangquan.

Kun's clone flew back into Zhou Qing's sleeves, and in its internal space, including the one just now, there were already three Xu Lings trapped inside.

After leaving the swamp, Zhou Qing has been walking for a long time and has gained a lot.

They are all two-colored Xu Ling, each of which means nearly a hundred drops of Yellow Spring Liquid, and there are also differences in the levels of the two-colored Xu Ling, some can bring nearly a hundred drops of Yellow Spring Liquid, and some may exceed a hundred drops.

Capturing these ruins spirits is more important to Zhou Qing than obtaining treasures other than the Heavenly Fire in the Jiuyang Ruins.

After the strongest period of the Nine Yang Tide passed, Zhou Qing left the bunker and continued to walk deeper.

Ruins of spirits, savage beasts, natural disasters, man-made disasters...

He encountered these things on the way back, but he resolved them one by one and did not encounter any fatal danger.

Together with his Kun clone, they can escape unscathed even if they encounter danger at the level of Yin God's True Blood in this area of ​​Jiuyang Ruins.

With weapons, treasures, formations and other means, as well as the Kun clone who is comparable to the late stage of Manifestation of Sagehood and has achieved the perfection of marrow cleansing, they are indeed very secure.

Finally, a huge, seemingly boundless deep pit appeared before his eyes, as if something had fallen from the sky and hit it hard, creating this big pit.

But the pit was not a deep circle. Instead, it was filled with sand and stone piles of various shapes and sizes, with caves intertwined. The caves were so deep and unfathomable that no one knew how deep they led to underground.

It’s like there is a primitive underground city.

Zhou Qing has arrived at his destination.

According to the elders of the Yun family, this is where the traces of the skyfire were found, named:

Dark sinkhole.

To be honest, there are quite a few such sinkholes in Jiuyang Ruins, all of which seem to have been created by some alien object.

In other areas, there is even more than one tiankeng, which needs to be named separately.

There is only this tiankeng in the Dark Sun Ruins, so we don’t have to bother naming it…

"In the Dark Sky Pit, there are all kinds of treasures with extraterrestrial attributes. Three-color spirits, marrow-washing beasts, and holy yang ghosts are rampant. There are even precedents of four-color spirits and true blood beasts appearing..."

Recalling the information about the dark tiankeng, Zhou Qing felt serious.

This is not a good place. For bone-refining warriors, it is an extremely dangerous place.

There are very few bone-refining warriors coming here to explore the dark pit. Basically, those who come here are masters of the Manifestation of the Sage and Washing of the Marrow realm, or even teams composed of such masters.

In fact, before Zhou Qing came to the Dark Sky Pit, he had already encountered the three-colored ruins spirit, but he solved them all.

After observing the surroundings, Zhou Qing did not find any trace of other people, but it was hard to say whether there was anyone exploring the intricate underground world of the Dark Sinkhole.

Following the rugged path, Zhou Qing walked down the dark sinkhole and randomly found a cave entrance to enter.

The dark cenote is very large, and there are many roads inside, like a maze.

Zhou Qing was already prepared to stay here for a few days.

The underground world is dark, with only black flames burning, bringing a turbid light, but the darkness cannot affect the vision of the bone-refining warriors.

Zhou Qing walked carefully, and whenever he came to a fork in the road, he would be extra vigilant, for fear of encountering "love" around the corner.

An Lang stopped chatting with Zhou Qing at this time, for fear of affecting him and distracting him.

In the underground world under the sinkhole, some passages appear to be made of black sand, but they are extremely strong and difficult to destroy.

Some passages are narrow and can only accommodate one person, while some passages are very spacious, as wide as the county roads outside Jiuyangxu.

Occasionally, there would be a howling wind coming from nowhere, like the cry of a ghost, which made people feel chilled to the bone.

Sometimes, on some surfaces, you can even see lava flowing.

There are countless such oddities in Jiuyang Ruins.

After Zhou Qing walked along a passage for a while, he heard music in front of him. The music was very unpleasant and had no rhythm. It was obviously just random music.

This made Zhou Qing frown slightly. What was going on? An underground concert? He looked to the left and back, where there was a fork in the road, so Zhou Qing wanted to turn back and avoid the music in front.

Playing music in such a place is abnormal no matter how you think about it, so avoid it if possible.

But just as Zhou Qing took a few steps back, a group of figures appeared in front of him.

There are so many people.

There was a group of creatures without touching the ground in front of him. Zhou Qing recognized their origins with just one look.

Yang ghost.

That is to say, it is a ghost, but it is born in a special place like Jiuyang Ruins. The yang energy in its body is far greater than the yin energy, so it is called a yang ghost.

Some of these yang ghosts were actually holding musical instruments and playing them non-stop. In the middle of them was a chair being carried by the yang ghosts.

There was a person sitting on the chair, but his face was pale, with ghost fire burning in his eyes, and he exuded a surging ghost aura.

This existence actually exudes both human and ghostly aura at the same time.

People are real people, but ghosts are also real ghosts.

(End of this chapter)