Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 426: Tomb of Ten Thousand Corpses

Shougui added hurriedly, "Don't worry, I won't use the 'channel' in vain." As if thinking of something, it said seriously, "Of course, I will give you a generous reward for your help this time."

The last time it returned to the gate of the Underworld Mountain, after refining what was left of its original body, it wanted to use the "passage" to go beyond Tianzhe.

It's a pity that the "passage" was occupied by the Blood Spirit Tai Sui, and it could not defeat the Blood Spirit Tai Sui, so it had no choice but to cooperate with Li Changsheng, hoping to leave with the help of the Qingyang Sect's "passage".

If what Li Changsheng just said is true.

The Blood Spirit Tai Sui who occupied the "passageway" was either killed by the monks from the Tomb of Ten Thousand Corpses, or had already gone outside Tianzhe. When the monk Qingyang destroyed the Tomb of Ten Thousand Corpses, it could use the "passageway" to leave the underworld.

"Borrowed Channel"

Li Changsheng was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed. He took out his identity token and probed it with his spiritual sense. A strange message flooded into his mind.

“Follow the identity token instructions.”

"Have we arrived yet?" Retracting his divine thoughts, Li Changsheng turned his gaze towards Shou Gui and asked, "Will you go with me to destroy the Ten Thousand Corpse Tomb, or wait here?"

Shou Gui also hoped to leave through the "passage" to the underworld. When he heard his question, he quickly expressed his desire to do his best.

"it is good."

Li Changsheng nodded slightly and walked out of the cave.

A faint stream of light flew out from his sleeves, and with a high-pitched roar, water vapor gathered in the air, clouds grew, and a dragon nearly a hundred feet long, with cloud-patterned black scales and wrapped in clouds and mist appeared.

Looking at Xiaoqing's agile and fierce dragon body, Li Changsheng felt more and more satisfied. He nodded to Shougui who was envious and stepped to the top of Xiaoqing's head. He patted the sharp corner of the thread and chuckled, "Let's go."

昂嗷
Xiaoqing bent its tail and swung it, climbing up to the sky and heading straight in the direction indicated by Li Changsheng. Soon it disappeared into the dark clouds.

Shou Gui followed closely behind, riding a beam of light.

The core of Luanming Mountain, the gate to the Underworld.

The sect's mountain, which was originally deserted, was now occupied by dozens of monks in black robes, busy shuttling between pavilions and towers. Some were driving refined corpses to dismantle the towers, while others were digging holes to plant all sorts of strange plants that looked like spliced ​​together bones.

And under the mountains, there is an extremely evil place shrouded in thick yin energy.

Hundreds of monks in black robes, under the orders of several elders of the Ten Thousand Corpse Tomb, continued to dig holes and buried white bones like warm jade, corpses in old robes, unknown black and brown animal claws, a pool of sticky black liquid, etc.
As more and more foreign objects were buried, wisps of pure corpse evil energy gradually appeared in the yin energy that permeated the extremely evil land, entangled with each other yet clearly separated.

At this time.

A jet of black light entered the mountain gate from outside the sect's protective formation and landed in front of the sect master's hall on the central main peak of the Three Mountains. It transformed into an old man with a sinister and pale face holding a bone staff.

He walked towards the temple.

The sound of footsteps entered the hall, and several eyes were cast. When they saw the old man's sinister face, the words stopped and their eyes turned to look up.

A little kid with a face as white as jade and loose black hair, who looked no more than seven or eight years old, was sitting cross-legged on a stone chair.

The old man walked to the center of the hall and said respectfully to the little boy at the top, "Greetings, Senior Brother Fan."

The kid whom he called Senior Brother Fan slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of almost pure white pupils. He opened his mouth slightly and spoke in a cold voice without any emotion, "Why did Zhong Jiang die?"

The old man frowned and said solemnly, "He was searched for his soul, which triggered the backlash of the soul restriction and caused his death. Zhong Jiang's flying yaksha was also refined into copper liquid."

Hear the words.

Several elder gods of the Ten Thousand Corpse Tomb in the temple were suddenly confused and doubtful.

If you want to search the soul, you must capture it first.

In order to capture alive a cultivator who is at the third level of the Dao Foundation and has cultivated a bronze-armored Flying Yaksha, the cultivator's cultivation base must be at least at the fourth level of the Dao Foundation.

They asked themselves if they faced such monks, they would have no chance of escape.

The old man glanced at them and said, "According to the traces left by Zhong Jiang when he was stationed in the evil vein, he was captured and his soul searched without any resistance." After a pause, he said in a deep voice, "This person's cultivation is at least the sixth level of the Dao Foundation."

"The sixth level of Taoism?" When everyone heard this, they all showed surprise on their faces.

One of the female cultivators, who looked expressionless and as if she was wearing a mask, suddenly asked, "Isn't this a desolate place?"

In her or in the understanding of the cultivators in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Corpses.

The barren land separated by the Demon Abyss is even worse than the wild land. The spiritual veins inside are not yet developed, making it difficult to support the practice of Taoist monks.

The reason they came here was just to avoid being strangled by the Daqing royal family. Once the time is right, they will return to Daqing.

But what the old man said undoubtedly broke their understanding of the desolate land.

Cultivate the sixth level of Taoism.

Even when the Tomb of Ten Thousand Corpses had not yet been destroyed by Daqing, it was still a pillar of the sect.

How could such a resource-poor region support such a cultivator, and why did he want to kill Zhong Jiang? Could it be that the Daqing royal family knew they were coming here and chased them from other "channels"?
An elder asked, but the old man just shook his head and looked up.

Senior Brother Fan was silent for a few breaths, then said, "Call them back first." He did not intend to explain, just closed his eyes and said no more.

"Yes."

The old man agreed and immediately took out the jade slip to contact the elder of the Ten Thousand Corpse Tomb who was stationed outside.

The other elders from the Ten Thousand Corpse Tomb discussed the matter, then said goodbye one by one and left to participate in the renovation of the Underworld Mountain Gate.

What the cultivators didn't know was that a stranglehold on them was about to come.

The border of Luanming Mountain territory.

A black-scaled dragon with a body length of one hundred feet emerged from the cloud and mist, standing motionless in the sky a thousand meters away.

Li Changsheng turned around and looked.

At this moment, in his eyes, the territory of Luanming Mountain was shrouded in billowing black smoke rising into the sky, and it became darker and darker from the outside to the inside.

“What a strange place.”

Li Changsheng turned his head to look at the Shougui who was standing in the air beside him, and asked curiously: "Shougui, do you know the origin of Luanming Mountain?"

Shou Gui pondered for a moment and said, "There are not many records about Luanming Mountain in the underworld. There is only one rumor, which is not sure whether it is true or not. It is said that Luanming Mountain was formed after the death of a being above the ghost king realm."

"An existence above the Ghost King realm."

Li Changsheng glanced around Luanming Mountain, as if he sensed something, and suddenly turned around to look up at the sky.

Hundreds of miles away from him.

Suddenly, a raging lightning snake appeared in the mirror-like blue sky. Bursts of muffled thunder echoed in all directions, and a section of the bow bathed in lightning slowly emerged from it.

"coming."

Li Changsheng's eyes lit up slightly, "I wonder who will lead the team to destroy the Ten Thousand Corpse Tomb this time."

Shou Gui, who was standing by, looked at the huge ship that was slowly emerging from the strong wind layer. His eyelids twitched and he moved closer to where Li Changsheng was.

After a while.

A ship about a thousand feet long, overflowing with mighty spiritual light, appeared.

Li Changsheng took a step forward to meet the Qingyang Boat, Xiaoqing turned into a ruler and got into his sleeve, and Shou Gui followed closely behind him.

As we got closer to the Qingyang Boat.

Dozens of real eyes fell on him, some curious, some surprised, some calm, and so on.
(End of this chapter)