Beauty's Personal Physician

Hearing these words to the ears of many monks, they were naturally extremely disappointed. After a long time of trouble, it turned out that this was the arrangement of the high-level undead, not a mistake.

And gradually everyone could see that the scenes they saw before them were not real, they seemed close at hand, but they gave people an illusion that they were far away.

There was no response when the spiritual consciousness and divine thoughts were probed out, and nothing could be felt in the emptiness, as if everything was just a mirror image.

In addition, on the map of Goddess Lake, the location of this place cannot be found at all.

"Could it be that we have entered an illusion?" Lu Yufan muttered suspiciously.

Yang Di simply asked the female zombie for advice, "Sister Mansha, where is this place?"

The female zombie Mansha glanced at him and said with a smile: "This is a special area, with many mysterious and complex domains, and even a large number of independent voids that are difficult to distinguish between true and false."

Hearing these words, all the monks present clicked their tongues. Sure enough, there was something tricky. Not everything they saw was fake, but many things were difficult to perceive with the naked eye.

Not far away, the three Supreme Elders of the Immortal Academy looked dignified, and there was a bit of shock in the old eyes, but also a little bit of hope.

If they hadn't been reduced to prisoners right now, the three old people would have shouted with joy, because this kind of place has always been the focus of the two courtyards to search for.

The three Supreme Elders couldn't help but look sideways at Yang Di. Although they didn't recognize Yang Di's identity for the time being, they knew that this young man now had a certain right to speak in front of those powerful undead.

Not only the three old men, but also many monks present wanted to know more.

The same is true of Yang Di himself, he asked curiously: "Then why are we here, no, what should you do here?"

Now these living people are all prisoners and have no human rights at all, and the ghost ship sailing here probably has nothing to do with them.

The female zombie Mansha whispered: "Master Mengzhen and the others worked hard and studied for many years before they found the route to come here. Naturally, they hope to find the Drunk Immortal Island here!"

"Drunken Immortal Island?" Yang Di exclaimed, "Could it be that you undead are also interested in immortal wine?"

"Immortal wine is a supernatural thing, and it also has a terrifying effect on the undead. Moreover, there is more than just immortal wine on Drunken Immortal Island." Mansha smiled lightly.

"What else?" Yang Di was very excited, and Xuelin and the others beside him were even more short of breath.

Originally, the six of them came to look for Drunken Immortal Island, but unfortunately they were caught here later.

The female zombie Mansha glanced at the one-faced female corpse on the high platform in the distance, smiled without saying a word, and never revealed too much to Yang Di.

Soon, several treasures on the ghost ship flew into the sky and swept into the distance, and finally someone set off.

It's just that those treasures are full of undead monsters, and ghosts will take the lead to find something among the many psychedelic lights and shadows.

This disappointed all the monks, and Yang Di and the other six were also black-faced. After a long time of quarreling, it really had nothing to do with them.

"When you come to this kind of place, you can't find out what's going on. It's too embarrassing!" Yang Di complained unhappily.

Everyone was speechless. On the current ghost ship, I am afraid that this guy is the only one who dares to say such a thing.

The female zombie Mansha said with a playful smile: "Don't worry, maybe you will have a chance later."

"Really?" Yang Di hoped.

The female zombie didn't respond, but turned to look at the one-faced female corpse, talking in secret words.

A few hours later, those undead who went out returned, their faces were very ugly, and it was obvious that many soldiers were killed, and even the powerful and terrifying ghost generals had signs of trauma.

The one-faced female corpse and the other undead frowned, and couldn't help but glance at the female zombie Mansha. The latter's guess was correct, and the ghost would return in vain.

Several ghosts leading the team will board the flagship and report to Lord Mengzhen about the troubles they encountered.

Those old sayings are very obscure, but Yang Di can still hear some clues. The general meaning is that there are many places where the undead cannot approach at all.

After pondering for a while, the one-faced female corpse came slowly with a group of powerful undead, and said bluntly: "Mansha, you are right. With our current situation, even if we find the Drunken Immortal Island, we may not be able to go there!"

"For the current plan, we have to find living people to do it for us." Mansha smiled lightly.

"You mean them?" The one-faced female corpse glanced at the group of monks on the deck, with some contempt in her beautiful eyes.

Obviously, the strength of these people is really unsightly in his eyes.

Mansha smiled and said nothing, now that the matter has come to an end, she believes that Master Mengzhen will make a wise decision quickly.

Sure enough, although the one-faced female corpse looked down on the strength of Yang Di and his group of monks, she still planned to use them to explore.

But when selecting people, Dulian female corpse made a decision to make Yang Di vomit blood, not allowing all warlocks and craftsmen including him to leave, in the name of not wanting to have accidental losses.

Right now, they are also captives, but Yang Di and his captives with special abilities are worth more, so there can be no mistakes.

Yang Di was not angry, and protested: "I'm going!"

"You can't go!" The one-faced female corpse refused, and emphasized Yang Di's particularity, let alone allowing him to take risks.

Some monks gloated secretly. Before, these people were jealous of Yang Di's opportunity, but now they ridiculed him.

But obviously, Yang Di couldn't give up so easily. He tried his best to fight for it: "If you don't let me go to places with strong spiritual energy, this body will almost rust, and it will definitely affect the efficiency of alchemy."

The female zombie Mansha nodded and said: "For living alchemists, this is indeed a bit troublesome. If the body stays in the death environment for too long, it will affect the level of fire control."

The one-faced female corpse looked sideways, looked at Qingmeng and the big-headed ghost, and asked the latter two what they meant.

Although hostile to Yang Di, Qingmeng, the Yin corpse, could not refute this situation, because it was true, and he and Shitou did not dare to hide it.

The one-faced female corpse considered for a moment, and finally agreed to let Yang Di go, and agreed to allow Xuelin and the others to go with them.

But when they were about to leave, all the monks encountered another extremely unpleasant thing.

Obviously, these undead will not let them go easily. For those who are selected, the one-faced female corpse requires all of them to be brought into the ghost circle.

That thing is placed on the head of a living person. Once the mantra is recited, the living person will be wiped out instantly, and both body and spirit will be destroyed.

"You have up to seven days. If you exceed seven days, you must come back no matter what the outcome is, otherwise the ghost circle will kill you." The one-faced female corpse warned calmly.

"You have planted soul shackles on me, so I can get rid of this shit." Yang Di naturally refused.

He always felt that this ghost circle was not that simple.

"You're going too far." The one-faced female corpse frowned, a little displeased.

Yang Di argued: "Soul power is very important to me, and wearing this thing will affect my strength."

"You little thief really has a lot of things to do, you can do whatever you want, originally this thing also has the effect of protecting your lives." The one-faced female corpse joked.

"Then I don't want it either." Yang Di insisted on shaking his head.

However, at such a time, Yang Di naturally did not forget to take advantage of the opportunity, he reached out his hand straightforwardly, and said with a smile: "If you are really worried about my safety, why not give me some powerful treasures, how powerful you were in the past, Shouldn't this be missing?"

All the monks present petrified, and the corners of some young people's mouths twitched. This person is really pissed off compared to others.

They didn't have the slightest right to speak on the ghost ship, and they didn't even dare to fart, and that kid actually dared to reach out and ask for treasures from a group of powerful undead.

In the distance, the three Supreme Elders of the Immortal Academy looked strange. For some reason, they felt that the boy looked a bit like a person, and they were all equally out of line.

Unexpectedly, the one-faced female corpse agreed to Yang Di's request. The latter looked at the female zombie and smiled, "Mansha, take him to the treasure house."

The female zombie Mansha was stunned, but she didn't say much. She waved to Yang Di and walked in front to lead the way.

The treasure house is located very deep in the ghost ship, and it is not known which floor it is under. In this place, there are powerful ghosts who will personally guard it, and there are terrible restrictions.

Mansha explained the purpose of coming, and after the ghost transmitted the sound transmission to obtain the consent of Meng Zhen, the restriction on the entrance was lifted and the two of them were allowed to enter.

The huge treasure house is like an underground palace, and the items piled up here are like mountains.

After Yang Di came in, he looked up and was stunned. The visual impact of the scene in front of him was too terrifying.

The items piled up here can be measured as a mountain. The surrounding space is no worse than a standard football field, but it still feels very crowded.

A large number of various materials and magical instruments were casually left on the ground. Only a few things exuding strong fluctuations could be stored alone on the stone platform with restrictions.

This place is like a treasury of an ancient country, dazzling, and among the piles of treasures, there are obviously extraordinary things.

After Yang Di followed in, he immediately felt several obscure and mysterious auras.

This made him wonder whether there were treasure-level things hidden in the treasure mountains.

"Such an exaggeration!" Yang Di exclaimed for a while. Although he knew that the prosperity of the ancient times was not the same as today, even in the glorious period of cultivation civilization, it would not be possible for a ghost warship to accumulate such a huge treasure. Bar?

Yang Di believed that if the secrets here were spread out, the whole monastic circle would be crazy about it.

The female zombie Mansha glanced at him, and said casually: "To be precise, a part of the heritage of the ancient country is piled up here."

"The heritage of the ancient country?" Yang Di was shocked. All the monks in the world were looking for the treasures of the ancient country, but now, he actually saw the real treasures of the ancient country with his own eyes.

He couldn't help wondering, what was the identity of these undead before they were alive, so that they possessed such a terrifying wealth of cultivation?