Chapter 283: Feigning Death and Crossing the Underworld
Jiang Li was a little embarrassed, but he quickly came to his senses. I didn't do anything bad myself, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
"Junior sister Qiu Hua has been feeling a little unwell recently. Come here to get some elixirs. However, I am not a professional medical practitioner. If the situation does not improve, you still need to find someone to take a look."
Only then did Jiang Li realize that Shenshan Qiuhua's face was indeed flushed, and his breath was not very stable.
It seems that there is indeed something wrong.
Most of the monks who come from Dazhong Mountain are old-fashioned and above the pill level.
The two of them are of the same age and have similar cultivation levels. They are both female cultivators. Because of Jiang Li, they also have a certain intersection on weekdays. During this period of time, their relationship suddenly became better.
In the past few days, Shenshan Qiuhua suddenly felt unwell, so he came to Xiaosi to ask for some pills to assist in regulating his breath.
"I'm fine. Maybe I'm a little anxious while practicing. This has happened to me before. Just take some elixirs and rest for a few days and you'll be fine. Don't worry about me."
"Is there something wrong with your practice? Take some rest now. Junior sister Qiu Hua, you are a water and fire practitioner, so you have to be more careful when practicing."
Shenshan Qiuhua does not practice dual-attribute skills like Jiang Li, but Shushan's two sword arts, practicing water and fire at the same time. It is not an exaggeration to say that his daily practice is like walking on thin ice.
But now that she has built the foundation, she thinks it will be much safer than before. After hearing what she said, Jiang Li felt a little relieved.
"By the way, Senior Brother Jiang Li, what's the reason for you coming here?"
After talking about the autumn paintings on the sacred mountain, Xiaosi looked at Jiang Li again. They were on good terms, but the former junior brother Jiang Li and now the leader of the alliance had always had the character to go to the Three Treasures Hall for everything.
Now that I'm here, I probably have something to ask her about.
"The most important purpose is of course to visit Senior Sister Xiaosi and Junior Sister Qiu Hua. Of course, I have one more thing, and I need your help, Xiaosi."
"I heard that last time you repaired an ancient elixir recipe for the rebirth of severed limbs, which required dragon flesh and blood as the main material. Maybe you can try it with this."
Jiang Li comforted Shen Shan Qiu Hua with a few words, and then took out some dragon flesh and blood and a piece of dragon bone left in his hand.
As soon as the blood dragon bones were exposed to the air, a sinister aura spread out.
Senior Sister Xiaosi and Shenshan Qiuhua were both relatively shallow in cultivation, so when they were rushed by the evil spirit, Teng Tengteng retreated more than ten steps.
"Good! What a fierce evil spirit!"
"Senior Brother Jiang, where did you get these dragon meat mince? This grade... is incredible!"
For monks, ordinary limb injuries, such as mutilated limbs caused by knives and axes, are more troublesome to recover, but as long as you find a reliable medical alchemist and spend some spiritual stones, it is not difficult to grow them for yourself.
Or replace it with a new limb.
There are even many casual cultivators who would deliberately replace their body parts with the organs of monster beasts in order to enhance their combat power. Jiang Li once encountered such a casual cultivator.
But the problem is that fighting in the world of immortality is not all about fighting with kitchen knives. There are all kinds of endless methods and stubborn and fatal injuries.
Injuries caused by some special means are not so easy to repair.
For example, the lost eye and arm of Master Ku, the master of Cihang Temple, have not been able to grow back yet.
The Buddhist practice of body-sacrifice meditation can forcibly transfer one's own injuries to some limbs, and then achieve the effect of eliminating fatal injuries by abandoning some limbs.
This is a powerful Zen skill that can turn the tables in an emergency, but even if these abandoned skills are really abandoned, there is no way to recover them using ordinary methods.
Master Loku is an important figure and combat power in Dazhong Mountain. It is a pity that he is missing an eye and an arm.
It wasn't until recently that the ancient elixir recipe restored by Xiaosi, Bailian Mountain's alchemy elder Ma Minglou and others gave Master Ku some hope.
Jiang Li has also seen the vitality of the dragon beast. It can sustain for such a long time under the effect of the altar sacrifice. It should not be a problem to use its essence flesh and blood as medicine to replenish the limbs.
But now that the elixir recipe is available, materials have become a problem. If you want to develop a "continued body golden dragon pill" that can be effective on the monks who transform into gods, you need the flesh and blood of the god-level dragon beasts as materials.
In this era, powerful beasts like dragon beasts with the blood of ancient dragons are very rare, let alone god-level dragon beasts.
At least in the Dazhong Mountain area, they have never seen such an existence.
Even in Fengyang City's auction house transaction history, there were only two records, and each time it was sold at a sky-high price.
And if you catch it yourself, a famous strange beast like the dragon beast is so powerful that it can overturn rivers and floods, and its combat power is superior to that of human monks of the same level.
Even if such an existence is really discovered, with the power of Cihang Temple alone, even if they go out in full force, they may not be able to defeat it.
If Jiang Li could use these flesh and bones to refine a continuation pill for Ku, then Cihang Temple would owe him a huge debt.
"This is my unexpected income. I asked the highest-level alchemist to cooperate with you to see if you can refine one or two continuation golden dragon pills."
"Here, let me try."
Jiang Li wants to use the flesh and blood of this Rakshasa dragon beast to refine the continuation golden dragon pill.
On the one hand, he felt that as his strength improved, his recovery state was gradually failing to keep up. He needed some strong recovery state to make up for this "shortcoming."
On the other hand, Abbot Loku is also the Minister of Humerus in the Chongshan League. He can help him recover from his injuries, so Jiang Li naturally wants to help him.
Of course, I believe that with the character of Cihang Temple, they cannot get such precious things for nothing, so they can reluctantly borrow the relics from Cihang Temple for a while.
Jiang Li was deeply aware of the benefits of Ananda's blood and tears, but the speed of production was too slow.
If you can get the blessing of Buddhist relics, the will of all peoples in the statue will grow faster, and then collide with the chaotic will in it, and the speed of blood and tears will naturally be greatly accelerated.
When the time comes to completely neutralize the jar lord-level crazy blood and then use it on himself, Jiang Li's strength will inevitably usher in another breakthrough.
This is really exciting just thinking about it.
After getting the flesh and blood of the Rakshasa Black Jiao, Senior Sister Xiaosi immediately found someone to make an elixir. Of course, this level of elixir must be produced by at least a Nascent Soul-level alchemist. Her cultivation level was too low to even get close to the flesh and blood.
It's hard to do.
After dealing with some trivial matters, the Chongshan Alliance gradually got on the right track.
The interior of the Immortal Cultivation World in Dazhong Mountain became more and more unified and harmonious. The joint forces took large transport ships, left their hometowns in an orderly manner, and stationed themselves in the former defense station of Momen.
Repairing formations, outlining talismans, forging magic weapons, refining elixirs, all preparations for war were arranged intensively.
The senior officials of the Chongshan Alliance broke their legs because of this, while Jiang Li, who had no interest in power for the time being, happily played a wool-pulling game with the Shura clones in the Asura world in the coffin.
Blood crystals, wild stones, dripping blood minerals, hanging threads, and various products unique to the Asura world were sent over bit by bit by the Asura clones, making the collection in Jiang Li's coffin richer and fuller.
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The Ghost King Wasteland is an extremely gloomy place that is often shrouded in clouds and mist. During this period of time, due to the irregular appearance of an overlapping illusion, many monks from the Eastern Region poured in here who were desperate for their lives.
Moistened by the flesh and blood of the Rakshasa black dragon, the clone of the sword cultivator who has broken through to the pill-forming stage, and the stubborn stone hermit cultivator who has been in the six pill-forming stages, have also been wandering here for more than a month.
But apart from wasteland, bones and undead, there seems to be nothing here. It is barren and dangerous, so no wonder it is not welcomed by others.
"Quiet!"
Two kilometers ahead, a black whirlwind suddenly rose from the ground.
Immediately, a huge translucent shadow appeared in the air.
"Damn it! It's a ghost king!"
The sword cultivator clone cursed in a low voice, then suddenly raised his right hand and struck his heart hard.
It was as if a switch had been pressed. His heart, which was beating vigorously, suddenly stopped. Jiang Li's clone suddenly lost the breath of life and lay straight on the ground.
died?
The other six stone hermit cultivators also bit their back molars decisively, and a poison bag hidden inside burst immediately. The highly toxic liquid instantly flowed into their organs, causing them to immediately fall into a state of suspended animation that was close to real death.
Their blood flow stopped, their organs stopped functioning, and their souls began to semi-detach from their bodies. They looked no different from real death.
A ghost at the level of the Ghost King is such a terrifying existence that even a cultivator would turn around and run away if he saw it.
In the eyes of ordinary monks, the extremely clever concealment methods are completely invisible in the eyes of the Ghost King.
Because not only do they have huge crushing power at the level, they are ghosts without flesh and blood eyes, and what they observe is life and soul. Such things cannot disappear even if they are alive.
Therefore, some monks once joked that the best way to avoid the sight of the Ghost King is to commit suicide.
However, if the monk's joke was heard in the ears of a caring person, it would be like a bolt from the blue, opening the door to a new world.
Who can say that suicide is not a good idea?
Jiang Li's sword cultivator clone experienced a long state of half-life and half-death in the ruins of the Black Lotus Sect.
It gives him a special ability, which is this state of suspended animation that can be switched at any time.
The other six stubborn stone hermits do not have this convenient ability.
Jiang Li prepared a bottle of elixir for each of them and inserted it into the back molars one at a time. It only takes one bite to take effect.
In fact, it is not that precious, it is one of the test versions of the Bailianshan Immortal Pill series in the experimental stage.
It does not have the ability to ignore injuries and almost only has side effects. Once eaten, it can put people into a state of near death and keep the soul in the body for a period of time.
Having lost their breath of life, they look no different from ordinary ghosts.
This was originally a worthless test version, but Jiang Li took a fancy to its only advantage.
This state of suspended animation is reversible.
They don't expect the ghost kings to be unable to discover them, but he makes those powerful ghost kings not interested in them, and that's fine.
Sure enough, after looking at them, the huge phantom turned around without interest and slowly floated away.
A dark wind that would be fatal to a mere mortal blows through this whirlpool.
On the barren ground, a "corpse" suddenly sat upright.
The heart in the chest began to beat slowly, and the gray skin on the sword cultivator's clone quickly became filled with a layer of blood.
After emerging from the state of suspended animation, he quickly took out a porcelain bottle and stuffed six antidotes into the mouths of the six stubborn hermit cultivators.
The suspended animation on their bodies was released, and then each one of them spurted out black blood and came back to life.
They don't have the convenience of sword cultivator clones. This state of being close to true death will cause great damage to the body, which is no less than being beaten up by a physical cultivator of the same level. If it happens a few more times, they may still be able to survive.
Can't make it alive.
However, it was only by relying on this method that they were able to stay in the Ghost King Wasteland for such a long time.
"Lord Zhuohong, let's leave quickly. It would be bad if the Ghost King comes back."
Zhuohong is the codename given to the sword cultivator's clone after putting on a mask.
After a stubborn stone cultivator regained his breath, he suggested this. They had also done this before. When they saw such a dangerous high-level ghost, they could go around and hide.
But this time, Jiang Li's clone looked at the direction the Ghost King was leaving, but did not turn around and leave.
"Lord Zhuohong, aren't we leaving?"
The six hermit cultivators helped each other stand up and couldn't wait to leave. However, the decision of the sword cultivator's clone made them extremely uncomfortable.
"If you don't want to leave, let's follow!"
Jiang Li thought they had fallen into a misunderstanding.
Mingming had known for a long time that these high-level ghosts would be attracted to the illusion of the underworld, but during this period of time, for the sake of safety, they had been doing the opposite of these ghosts.
It took a month to find nothing, perhaps because of this reason.
"This...but that's the Ghost King. If you follow him now, wouldn't you be asking for your own death?"
Even seed cultivators are afraid of death.
These guys were all people who had attacked and killed Jiang Li, and were later convinced by reason and ate the Jiuyou Earth Fruit. When Jiang Li thought of it, they had no choice but to obey.
The group of seven people dispersed, lowered their aura, and rushed towards the direction where the Ghost King left just now.
One mile, two miles, five miles, ten miles, fifty miles, one hundred miles.
Because they were worried about being discovered by high-level ghosts, they did not dare to use their spiritual energy to fly and could only rely on two legs to run on the ground. Naturally, their speed was not a bit different from the original.
After running for hundreds of miles, the sword cultivator clone gradually discovered something different.
There seemed to be a familiar smell in the air.
With a conscious communication, Jiang Li's true body arrived instantly.
Take a gentle sniff and you will soon be able to tell the difference.
"This is the fragrance of the other shore flower!"
Jiang Li's eyes lit up. Although the Yin Qi in the Ghost King Wasteland was rich, the land was barren, and it was impossible for the other shore flowers to breed on a large scale here.
He reached out and grabbed it in the air and pulled out a handful of bright red powder.
This is the pollen of Bana flower. If it can reach this level, there must be a large Bigan flower field nearby.
Apart from his burial coffin, the only place where flowers of this scale can appear is in the legendary underworld illusion.
"Huh? Is this... a rut?"
The clone continued to approach, and Jiang Li soon saw several traces not far away, and there were many footprints around the traces.
The traces are very new and should not have been there for a long time.
But why are carriages used here? Why do these people happen to appear here?
Or is it that the emergence of this environment is originally related to this group of people?
"It seems that this illusion may not be formed naturally."
He tapped his heart again with his right hand, and his body fell into a state of suspended animation. All attributes of his body dropped to less than 30% of their original levels, but he could still maintain his ability to move and followed the ruts.
After another two-quarters of an hour of driving, Jiang Li controlled his clone to stop, and the rut under his feet suddenly stopped here.
What's going on here?
There were no traces of fighting, so it didn't look like they were attacked. Did a group of people fly away in the air at the same time?
Otherwise, this group of people suddenly disappeared here.
While Jiang Li was thinking, an extremely cold breath suddenly appeared from behind.
Jiang Li knew without looking back that this must be another ghost king.
In the state of suspended animation, the sword cultivator's clone was unable to break out in a cold sweat, but the oppressive feeling also prevented him from moving at all.
Fortunately, this phantom with a height of 100 meters did not even glance at the sword cultivator's clone on the ground. It floated forward by itself. Then the phantom with a height of 100 meters quickly shrank and transformed in front of Jiang Li's eyes.
She became a woman in red and gradually disappeared.
Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief. Just now he thought that this clone would be scrapped directly.
However, after seeing the scene just now, he already knew the direction of the disappeared wheel, and controlled the clone to move forward.
Every time he took a step, the surrounding environment changed a little, until ten steps later, a layer of fog seemed to be torn away in front of Jiang Li, and a piece of swaying red flowers and yellow grass appeared in front of him.
This is the accompanying flower of the other side of the flower and the melancholy grass.