The conditions given by Jiang Li made the remaining thirty-three casual cultivators present look very unhappy.
They asked for Xuan-level magic weapons. They only had one or two magic weapons with them. If they handed them over like this, their combat effectiveness would be reduced by at least half.
And if they refuse to give it, or can't give it, then they have to give their storage bag to Jiang Li.
Although in this illusion, the storage bag cannot be opened. What is inside is their savings for many years, and no one wants to be emptied out like this.
And the third option is obviously not a good way. The black pills, without even thinking about it, must be poison used to coerce them. If they take it, God knows what they will be coerced into doing.
In fact, the so-called poison pill is just a spiritual root seed wrapped in a layer of pill skin, which is non-toxic and harmless.
"Huh, don't be too cruel if you take advantage of the situation! I won't agree to it!"
"Brothers, don't believe him. Maybe it's because the fool just poured down one bowl of wine. He can drink three bowls in a row. This wine shouldn't be that poisonous!"
The monk who just said he wanted to prostitute Jiang Li for free is typical of wanting money, not his life, not to mention his shame.
He picked up the wine bowl, gritted his teeth and put the wine into his mouth.
But it turned out that he was worse than the "idiot" before.
The person who drank before Jiang Li was still dazed for a while. But as soon as he drank, he suddenly succumbed.
The wine and soul flowed out of the seven holes, and it was impossible for the gods to save him.
"Everyone, you'd better think it over quickly. I'm here to wait for only a quarter of an hour. There are only twenty places. No one will wait if they are late."
Another fallen monk made their hearts become extremely heavy.
Coupled with Jiang Li's words, they felt even more anxious.
Now the situation is very clear. Drinking the soul-drenching wine will lead to death. The warden will not let them go if they don't drink it. Only Jiang Li drinks it on his behalf to save their lives.
Although the price is high, it is life-saving money after all. If they were allowed to think about it slowly, it would probably be difficult for them to make a decision all day long.
But now that the number of places is limited and competition exists, the situation is different.
"Brother, this is my storage bag. Please keep it. This bowl of wine will help you."
Immediately, a monk handed over his storage bag. I guess there should be relatively few belongings in his storage bag.
And if he gave away the main battle magic weapon in his hand, the journey would be even more dangerous, so he made a decision quickly.
The other monks also became anxious when they saw that there was only one less quota.
"Friends, friends, and mine, mine!"
"Big brother, this Xuan-level sword has been with me for more than fifty years. You must treat it well in the future."
"Brother, can I ask the name of your elixir?"
More and more monks rushed to hand their thank-you gifts to Jiang Li.
Jiang Li counted out the twenty people in sequence, and then he really didn't care about the monks who came after him.
It's just a magic weapon and storage bag of a group of casual cultivators. To be honest, he, Jiang, doesn't like it.
Jiang Li ignored them and turned to look at the nine bowls of Soul-Dancing Wine left on the table.
Pick up the bowl and drink it directly.
After a while, the sword cultivator's avatar's momentum fluctuated, and it really rose to the level of real elixir.
This kind of spiritual wine is really unexpectedly wonderful. A warden's private collection can have such an effect. Maybe there really is an elixir handed down from ancient times in this underground palace.
The sword cultivator's clone did not stop at all, like a dragon king sucking water, and drank all the remaining eight bowls of Soul-Dancing Wine on the table.
The evil appearance of the wandering soul did not make any waves in front of Gui Deng Leng Yan, but the strong smell of alcohol made the sword cultivator's clone who practiced the wine, fire and sword song couldn't help but blush.
After finishing the rest of the drink, his cultivation level was already approaching the golden elixir level. If this continues, the clone might be able to break through two levels in a row in one day.
"Mr. Evil Warden, this wine is truly the best I've ever seen in my life. There are still eleven bowls left, please fill them up. I can still bear it."
Jiang Li's face turned red, but the person opposite him, whose face was even more ugly, was the warden.
Seeing Jiang Li drink nine bowls of Danghun wine again, his heart was bleeding.
But in fact, although he is indeed the warden of Fengdu Dungeon, he can do many things with the help of this ancient building.
But the rule of drinking Danghun Wine on behalf of others does exist. Since Jiang Li has drunk Danghun Wine, he is already free, and he has no legitimate reason to attack Jiang Li.
Because if he does something that violates his responsibilities, it is very likely that there will be negative consequences in his heart and he will no longer be able to drink the Soul-Draining Wine.
If he can no longer drink this soul-drenching wine, then he might as well just kill him.
"No, no, no. If you keep drinking like this again, a certain family will have no more wine to drink!"
"There are eleven people left, right? Your sentence has expired. Just go out. I don't need you to drink."
The warden backed away with the wine jar in his arms, even if he asked the remaining people to leave directly, he was unwilling to pour any more wine for Jiang Li.
But after several trials, Jiang Li understood that the other party could not do whatever he wanted in this prison. He was bound by very strict rules, which gave him a certain amount of room for bargaining.
"Master Warden, please don't break the rules just because I'm here. It's as much as it should be, and I can still stand it."
Jiang Li said shamelessly. The people around him were speechless. You drinker has just reached a new level. Who doesn't know what you are pretending to be?
"No, please leave quickly."
"No, I want to drink."
Jiang Li actually got into an argument with the warden here, and for a while, no one could convince the other.
In the end, it was Jiang Li who made the compromise.
"Well, let's do this, Mr. Warden. I really like this drink too much. I have a small wine gourd here. You just need to put two bowls of soul-drenching wine in it, and I can make you leave.
After the dungeon, it’s good to smell it from time to time.”
Jiang Li finally put forward such a condition.
In response to this, the evil warden could only grit his teeth and agreed.
Jiang Li wanted this gourd soul wine, naturally it was prepared for the main body.
This soul-shaking wine is only a one-time consumable on the clone, but its effect on the main body can be improved countless times.
It's okay to say that wine, fire, swords, and songs are all good, but the fact that wine can enhance the Guanyin Heart Sutra makes him very excited.
After taking the wine flask and hanging it on his waist, Jiang Li and twenty-two people, including the old ghost, walked out of the Fengdu dungeon in such a generous manner.
There were only a dozen monks left in the same place with despairing looks on their faces.
They wailed and wanted to ask Jiang Li to take them away too.
But this angered the evil warden. With a wave of his hand, several groups of black shadows appeared and pushed all the remaining monks to the ground.
"Wait a minute, fellow Taoist! Brother! I'll give you my magic weapon and storage bag, so just go ahead and have another drink!"
"Yes, yes, fellow Taoist, please save me this time. I will do my best to repay fellow Taoist!"
Facing death, they anxiously shouted out all their wealth, but Jiang Li did not waver at all. He walked out of the bronze gate with Lao Gui and twenty others.
Among the twenty people, three of them gave away Xuan-level magic weapons, and ten handed over their storage bags. The remaining seven took Jiang Li's spiritual root seeds with the idea of trying their luck.
They were very confused at first, but the desperate screams of the monks who didn't get the spots made them feel lucky again.
If they had been a step slower, they might have been pushed to the ground now.
People always need comparison to feel the difference.
After passing this level, it is time to harvest treasures.
After stepping out of the dungeon's bronze door, the building of an ancient palace instantly caught everyone's attention.
At this moment, violent vibrations were also heard from above. Obviously, after successfully inducing the tiger to leave the mountain, those big forces also began to violently attack the Fengdu Underground Palace.
....
Ghost King Wasteland, Jiang Li finally arrived here after galloping all the way.
It can be said that everything is calm in the underground palace.
The city of Fengdu was in chaos and turned into a pot of eight-treasure porridge.
In the plain on the other side of the underworld illusion, it was already a brain-shattering situation.
Countless powerful ghosts, tempted by the temperament of the Nine Yang boys and Nine Yin girls, were biting and fighting like crazy.
It can be said that the sky is shattered and the earth is shattered, and the sun and moon have no light.
As the protagonists of the scene, there is a pair of boys and girls tied to the stone pillars.
Their faces are young and handsome, and there are not many traces of practicing the techniques on their bodies, but it can be clearly seen that their bodies contain the cultivation of the peak of Qi refining.
This is because their physiques are special and their talents are so good that spiritual energy will spontaneously enter their bodies even if they do not practice any techniques.
It's just that these talented geniuses were not rushed to accept disciples, but were caught here and used as bait. In today's situation, there is probably no hope of leaving here.
When Jiang Li came in from the entrance of the fantasy world, he was also shocked. The scene of huge cracks in the sky being torn apart by violence was really scary.
Then he was blown dozens of miles away by the ghostly energy that swept over him.
Fortunately, he had a layer of inner armor attached to his body transformed from Jiuyou's clone, otherwise the aftermath would have seriously injured him.
Do you still remember the Nascent Soul of Momen who launched a sneak attack in Qianluo City and was eventually buried in the coffin and defeated by Jiang Li?
After all, he was also a Nascent Soul cultivator. How could Jiang Li forget him.
In the coffin space, after some cleaning, the spiritual roots of the Jiuyou branch were planted in his body.
After taking root and growing during this period of time, Jiuyou's clone finally gained all his cultivation and reached the level of Nascent Soul!
After putting on the Jiuyou clone, Jiang Li finally achieved a breakthrough in his peak combat power, which gave him the confidence to dare to come here alone.
Taking advantage of the momentum of the aftermath, Jiang Li took the initiative to stay away from the battlefield.
It was a huge melee involving more than a dozen ghost kings. Even if he used ten levels of Jiuyou clones, he would not be able to get a foothold among them.
If you can escape from the aftermath, you are very lucky.
He just glanced at the young girl tied to the stone pillar from afar and ignored her.
The water here is too deep, and he, Jiang, can't even get out of it.
Staying close to the ground and away from the center of the battlefield, Jiang Li spread the Nine Ghost Qi all over his body, covering most of the aura, and then galloped towards the Fengdu Ghost City.
During the flyby, he tried the burial coffin in his hand, and he was overjoyed.
The earth-level magic weapon can be opened normally in this concrete illusion, which is much more convenient.
Even those big forces can only use horse-drawn carriages to transport supplies when entering here.
But if he can find any treasures, he can just stuff them all into the coffin and pack them away. If he is lucky enough, he might be able to find a big one this time.
On the way to Fengdu, Jiang Li unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance again.
"Leader Jiang? Why are you here too? Are you alone?"
The person who bumped into Jiang Li was none other than Zhao Tiangang, a casual cultivator who had met Jiang Li twice before.
The first time we met was at the Wanyang Tower aerial auction, and the second time we met was at the mortal gathering place affiliated with Momen.
He was not from Momen, and he only rushed to help Momen to repay Momen's kindness. After the matter was resolved, he naturally left on his own.
Now, we meet again in this dangerous illusion of the underworld. Firstly, it is indeed a bit of a coincidence. Secondly, it is probably the characteristics of casual cultivators. For such a big event, they will always come together to see if there is any opportunity to take advantage.
"Brother Zhao, we meet again, I'm just joining in the fun."
"However, Fengdu City should still be ahead. Are you leaving?"
Jiang Li also said hello to him. But seeing that the direction in which he and his companions were flying were in the opposite direction from him, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"Hey, that's right. I can't open the magic weapon stored in this damn place. I'm lucky, I got a little harvest, and now it's time to leave."
Zhao Tiangang patted several bulging packages on his body, obviously gaining a lot.
For most casual cultivators, their biggest goal is to take advantage of the chaos in Fengdu City to grab a wave in the ghost market in the city and leave.
The goods there are complete and valuable. If you are lucky, you can really grab some pretty good elixirs and magic weapons.
The chaos in Fengdu City should have just begun now. They were sensible enough to be able to stop and retreat in time.
"I see, but the exit of the illusion is very dangerous now. It's best not to go out from there. Maybe you can find a safe place and wait for the time being. It might be safer to wait until the illusion collapses on its own before returning to the Ghost King Wasteland."
Jiang Li shared with them the horrific scenes he saw when he came here.
Generally, if a monk gets close to that place, the only thing he can be thankful for is that he will die very easily there.
Zhao Tiangang was stunned after hearing this, and thanked Jiang Li repeatedly. With their cultivation, if they had not entered the battlefield of those ghost kings, they might not even know how they died.
And when Jiang Li was about to separate from them and move on, Zhao Tiangang reciprocated and told Jiang Li a piece of news.
"Leader Jiang, wait a minute. Fengdu City is actually very dangerous now."
"There are major forces controlling it, and the struggle among the casual cultivators is also very fierce. There are fighting everywhere."
"If Leader Jiang can trust me, there is actually a hidden ruins of Mu Cave outside Fengdu City. Not many people know about it, so it will be relatively safer."
"To be honest, all our harvests came from that tomb."
Zhao Tiangang and the others had already harvested enough and were ready to leave anyway, so they didn't mind telling Jiang Li the news. He flipped through the package on his chest and pulled out a fluffy white tail.