Jiang Li pulled up a few forgetwort grasses, put them on the tip of his nose and smelled them gently. He immediately felt that a lot of the tension in his heart had disappeared.
The functions of forgetwort are actually very similar to those of the other shore flower. They are both miraculous spiritual materials that can have an effect on the spirit and will.
The large-scale presence of spiritual grasses and flowers in the underworld also creates a unique environment suitable for the gathering of ghosts.
For living people with physical body protection, as long as the concentration is not very high, the impact is not great. But for ghosts with only soul bodies, taking a sip is like drinking ten pounds of white wine, and the effect is very significant. .
Ghosts are considered by humans to be a collection of all unclean and ominous things. When mortals come into contact with ghosts, they may suffer from bad luck and serious illness, or suffer torture and die on the spot.
This uncleanness will also cause the ghosts themselves to be tortured all the time, so that almost no low-level ghosts can stay rational.
But this is not the case here. In an environment surrounded by flowers and grass, no matter how ferocious and violent the ghosts are, they will become quiet.
The sea of flowers in Jiang Li's coffin has already proved this, and now the effect of the two is doubled.
Of course, more often than not, it makes them confused and difficult to control.
Collect several forgetwort plants in a special container. Once they are returned to the main body, they can be multiplied using a burial coffin.
He gained nothing from multiple acquisitions, and in the end he still had to make the move himself.
Putting away the forget-me-not grass and touching the ruts that reappeared under his feet, Jiang Li controlled his clone and continued walking forward.
Just as he was walking, figures who were also on their way gradually began to appear beside him.
They were in groups, just like living people, walking in the same direction.
Why do they say they look like living people? That's because when they walked, some of their intestines were dragged all over the floor, some had a sharp knife stuck in their stomachs, and some simply didn't even have their heads. It's simply the Hyakuki Yakou that can kill people. Scared to death.
But I don’t know why these ghosts, which are formed by the aggregation of yin souls, automatically transformed into what they looked like when they died after arriving in this illusion of the underworld.
However, as they moved forward in the sea of flowers on the other side, they began to change. The fatal injuries on their bodies began to disappear. Their expressions and movements became more vivid, and they began to talk to each other while walking, making noisy human voices.
Some of them had poles and baskets on their shoulders, turning into ordinary traders and going to the city to go to the market. Some of them had armor on their bodies and weapons on their waists. They should have been soldiers before they died.
And being attracted by something, walking in the same direction.
Jiang Li breathed a strong yin energy from his main body, making his clone become more like a ghost, and then followed him.
"Have you seen my child? My child is three years old."
"I am from Changshan. Do you know where my home is?"
"I must buy these mountain products at a good price when I go to the city today. If I save enough money to buy a cow, I can get married to Xiaohua."
In such a voice, the sword cultivator's clone became a little dazed. Not knowing what he was doing, he walked forward on his own.
The clone and the spiritual world have been shrouded in a strange mist.
Jiang Li's original consciousness could still remain awake, but for safety reasons, he did not forcefully wake up the clone, but just allowed him to move forward like a zombie.
Not long after, a city appeared in front of Jiang Li's eyes.
Fengdu
Two somewhat broken characters were hung above the city.
Is it the legendary ghost town? This name is very popular no matter in the past life or in this life.
After Jiang Li got closer, he discovered that the city had two gates, one for life and one for death, a hundred steps away.
Is there any difference between these two doors?
He hid among a group of ghosts and continued to approach, first arriving near the Shengmen Gate, where a row of wailing victims were hung on the city wall with soul-catching chains.
There were also several soldiers-looking ghosts cutting their flesh with scimitars.
There is also a sign beside the city gate that reads, "Entry tax, life expectancy of thirty years, or thirty pounds of flesh."
Hiss~
Even Jiang Li had never seen such an expensive city entry tax in his life.
Even the most luxurious cities in the world of immortality only receive spiritual stones.
Otherwise, it will take thirty years to live for the first time, which even a Nascent Soul cultivator can't afford.
Of course, this is actually Jiang Li's misunderstanding. This is the underworld of the underworld, so naturally it means Yin Shou.
The legendary book of life and death is actually divided into two books: the book of life and the book of death.
The life book records the yang life span in the human world, and the death book records the yin life span in the underworld.
This yin life is the limit time that ghosts can exist after death. When the yin energy is abundant, ghosts can exist much longer than living people, and their yin life is much less valuable. The same is true for the souls of ordinary mortals.
Enough to go in and out several times.
Of course, there are also those unlucky people who have a very long yang life but a very short yin life.
"Let me go! Oh no! I am a disciple of Qianhe Tower! I have spirit stones! I have spirit stones! Let me go!"
At the front of the crowd, a female cultivator from Qianhe Tower disguised as an ordinary vendor was violently dragged out of the crowd.
Her disguise was actually quite good, and even Jiang Li didn't notice it at all. If he hadn't announced his family name out of fear, Jiang Li wouldn't have been able to spot her.
In the violent tug, the female cultivator's camouflage coat was pulled off, and her breath of a living person and her beautiful figure were revealed.
The quality of the disguise magic weapon is probably not low.
The female cultivator's cultivation had also reached the real elixir realm, but despite struggling with all her strength, she was helpless against the two soldiers.
The hard one didn't work, so she could only try a soft one. She reached out and dug hard into the storage bag at her waist, but couldn't get anything out.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Li felt a little chilled. Fortunately, the real body was not here. This illusion of the underworld was too dangerous. Just two guards at the door could subdue the monks in the real pill stage.
Besides, why couldn't she take out her own things? Jiang Li secretly dug into the storage bag in his arms, but his expression changed and there was no reaction at all.
The storage bag seemed to have turned into an ordinary cloth bag. No matter how hard he moved it, he couldn't feel the space inside and couldn't use it at all.
Now...it's a bit troublesome. In order to hide his Burning Rainbow Sword and other magic weapons, he put them in a storage bag. Now the storage bag cannot be used, and his combat effectiveness has dropped by at least 50%!
Wait, the ruts I saw on the road before were probably because those monks were unable to use the storage magic weapon, so they used carriages.
He decisively gave up the idea of making a big fuss in Fengdu and seizing the ghost town, and just stood in the crowd and acted as a spectator.
The female cultivator was still struggling desperately, but then, two sharp iron hooks directly penetrated her bones and hung her up. All resistance was completely shattered by this blow.
There was blood and foam in her mouth, and the severe pain made her eyes feel dazed. The female cultivator from Qianhe Tower had never experienced such treatment before, and the storage bag in her hand fell to the ground helplessly.
But the two Fengdu soldiers ignored her cries for mercy. They wore crane-patterned robes and held scimitars in their hands, and began to scrape off her flesh and blood piece by piece.
He originally had a curvy figure without a trace of fat, but after a few cuts with a sharp scimitar, he turned into a bloody man.
There was a person next to him holding a dirty scale and weighing the severed flesh and blood.
It seems that if you cut off thirty kilograms, you really have to cut off the full thirty kilograms. For a female cultivator who weighs less than 100 pounds, she will probably be left with only a skeleton after the cutting.
It was so miserable... After some important parts were cut off, the female cultivator from Qianhe Tower immediately passed out.
Jiang Li watched for a while and then lost his eyesight to watch any more.
Quietly, he stretched a piece of cotton thread over it, pulled back the storage bag, and walked in the opposite direction of the crowd.
The sword cultivator's clone borrows a corpse after death, not a living person, and Jiang Li's parallel consciousness will not turn into a ghost, so he has no so-called longevity at all, neither Yin Shou nor Yang Shou.
If you want to enter the city, you will probably end up with the same fate as that female cultivator.
For the sake of his confidante who was still waiting hard for the sword cultivator's clone at the Five Elements Peak in Shushan Mountain, Jiang Li decided to go to the Gate of Death to see the situation first.
"Boy, do you want to enter Fengdu? Give me that storage bag and I will take you in."
Jiang Li retreated against the flow of people, when a voice suddenly sounded from beside him.
A pedestrian who had a dull expression just now suddenly blinked at him. Obviously, this person was also a monk.
"follow me."
The man signaled to follow me and took Jiang Li out of the crowd and hid behind a big mulberry tree outside the city.
Jiang Li observed carefully and saw that there were no traps under the tree, so they stood in together.
"Under the shade of the mulberry tree, those ghosts can't see us. This news is from me. Get that storage bag quickly and I can take you into the city."
The man spread his hands and urged Jiang Li to give him the storage bag.
"How did you recognize me?"
Jiang Li was not in a hurry, but struck up a conversation with the other party.
He was actually a little curious. The sword cultivator's clone had acted very covertly just now, and his body was in a state of suspended animation. There was also a strong Yin Qi covering his whole body. At first glance, he should be deader than the dead.
How could it be discovered so easily?
"You new ones, everyone has exactly the same expressions and movements. Is it difficult to recognize you?"
Jiang Li suddenly realized that it was his hesitant expression in front of Fengdu that betrayed him.
Compared with the ordinary ghosts who were confused and could only repeat their obsessions in life, the changes in their expressions were very obvious.
"How about it, the new boy, that female cultivator is from Qianhe Tower. You can't open her storage bag now anyway. Even if you open it after going out, it will be easy for someone to come to your door."
"Give it to me, and you won't have to lose thirty years of your life. I can take you safely into the city. This is a very good deal. Why are you hesitating?"
He urged impatiently, as if he had lost a lot on this transaction. But seeing that he kept talking about the storage bag, you knew that he was still very interested in the storage bag of the disciples of Qianhe Tower.
Jiang Li thought for a while and took out the storage bag.
"Okay, but since I'm here for the first time, could you please introduce the situation of Fengdu to this junior? Also, how do you plan to take me in?"
The monk was obviously a little excited when he took the storage bag. Disciples from large sects like Qianhe Tower are usually rich. Being able to get such a storage bag this time has exceeded his expectations.
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"Hey, that female cultivator is really a novice. In this underworld illusion, ordinary space magic weapons cannot be opened at all. How dare you come in without even knowing this."
"For the sake of you being so cheerful, you should eat this melon first."
He squatted down and dug out several gray nodules from under the mulberry tree that looked as big as a human head.
"This is a pumpkin. How can you pretend to be dead if you don't eat what dead people eat?"
Jiang Li controlled his clone hand and pointed his sword at one of the pumpkins. The gray pumpkin was immediately split into two halves. The flesh inside took on the shape and color of a human brain and looked unappetizing.
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Jiang Li was once again glad that this was a clone, otherwise he would not be able to speak such things.
After eating the pumpkin, a cold and decaying death energy emerged from the clone's body. The monk did not lie to him and he became much more like a dead person.
"Hey, come with me. This Fengdu is a good place. As long as you can enter the city, even if this illusion dissipates, you won't be thrown back to the ghost king's wasteland."
"There are countless opportunities inside. Some time ago, a lucky guy got an earth-level magic weapon inside. It is even said that there are immortal elixirs handed down from ancient times hidden in this city! Hehe
Those big forces are all here for this."
"Besides, boy, this is the hard currency in Fengdu."
The monk glanced at Fengdu with a strange expression, and then took out two purple coins from his belt.
Jiang Li held it in his hand and touched it, and got a little idea of how much the coins were.
This coin seems to be refined with souls, and I don't know what special functions it has.
Jiang Li followed the other party through the Gate of Death. He glanced at the Gate of Death. It was not easy to get in and out of that place.
There was a large oil pan standing at the door, and bursts of screams came from there.
It seems that if there is no city entry tax in this death gate, it will be rolled in a frying pan.
"By the way, a convoy passed by before. I was with them. I wonder if you saw it."
This monk, who did not want to be named, seemed to have been here for a long time and knew many things very well.
Jiang Li got some important information and felt that the storage bag was worth the money. He suddenly asked naturally.
"Are you from Hualong Island? No wonder they were separated. No wonder you don't know anything."
Sure enough, the man said it smoothly.
Jiang Li's face did not change, and he knew secretly in his heart that the convoy that came in was from Hualong Island.
Thousand Crane Tower and Hualong Island are two other medium-sized forces in the Temple of God that are not inferior to the Wantu Sect. Such large forces will flock to the underworld illusion.
It seems that the news that there is a treasure hidden in Fengdu is not groundless.
After walking for a while, a burst of festive gongs and drums came to Jiang Li's ears.