Chapter four hundred and eighty-ninth master and apprentice harmony
Jiang Li took out the death card that he had prepared long ago.
It was stuffed through the gaps in the vines around it.
A large number of death cards fell to the ground. This efficiency made Grandma Mingshan very satisfied. She gave him another gourd of yellow spring water on the spot.
And she also released the two thousand ghosts she had selected.
Although many of her men had been captured by Jiang Li before, of course they would not be the only ones left.
But it's a pity that those evil ghosts sent out before failed to capture the other four-handers.
As a result, there are only so many Yangshou copper coins.
You must know that ghosts without Yangshou will not be attracted by the City of Wasted Death even if they hold the Death Card.
So they can only bring a maximum of two thousand ghosts with them this time.
Soon, every ghost, including the eight demon kings, was assigned a death card and a longevity copper coin.
Then a black silk thread extended from Grandma Mingshan's hand.
Passing through all the ghosts, and then weaving and twisting, there is a way of threading needles and threads that connects them all together.
The black thread shrank, and the two thousand ghosts were pulled together, gathering more and more together.
A total of two thousand death cards were spliced together, and they fit together perfectly to form a white wooden boat.
This is a method Jiang Li experimented with his ghost soldiers when he was in Fengdu City.
A single ghost can easily get lost after entering the void. However, if a large number of ghosts gather together, their safety will be greatly increased.
Since everyone is now a grasshopper on a rope, Jiang Li also needs a powerful being to explore the way to the city of futile death for him.
He was very considerate and took the initiative to provide such crucial advice to the grandma. For a time, the overlord of Yinbei Mountain greatly increased his trust in the Wisteria Demon.
If things continue like this, it is not impossible that the ultimate dream of Wisteria Demon and Mingshan's grandma finally getting married will come true.
Every time he thought of this, Jiang Li's scalp went numb.
Pushing the wooden boat into the void, Grandma Mingshan and the Eight Demons also jumped on it.
Soon, they felt a mysterious pull, acting on them and all the ghosts holding the vain death card.
A single traction force is really insignificant, and any gust of wind may blow them to other places.
But now, more than two thousand traction forces have gathered together, not only the safety has been greatly increased, but the speed is also much faster than when the Star Reaching Taoist jumped into the void alone.
The fragments of the underworld behind were soon out of sight, leaving only a wooden boat composed purely of death cards and two thousand ghosts, floating in the void.
With no reference around them, they couldn't even tell whether they were moving forward or not. This made the waiting time even longer.
And Grandma Mingshan actually didn't forget to bring the stage with her at this time.
It happened that there was nothing to do, and the melodious and plaintive sound of the opera came out faintly again, floating in the void.
The eight ghost kings who had just died could not bring shame on the grandma, so they could only sit obediently on the deck and watch the show.
The already long days became much more difficult.
Only Jiang Li, who was hiding inside the vine shell, could block his ears and hide. He was also busy at this time.
Compared with the dead silence of his body, the spiritual energy in his body was more active than ever before. By running the Nine Nether Taoist Scriptures, his cultivation level grew at a rate that was more than a hundred times faster than in the past.
The Nascent Soul within the body becomes more and more rounded and plump.
This death not only did not wither Jiang Li's Nascent Soul, but instead showed a different kind of brilliance under the lingering influence of death.
The realization from life to death caused a qualitative change in his Jiuyou Dao Sutra.
Practicing at this time and turning insights into gains is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for ordinary monks. Even if Grandma Mingshan is handing out earth-level magic weapons one by one outside, there is no guarantee that he will be interested in taking a look.
Time passed little by little, while the Beiyin Mountain group was drifting in the void.
In the eastern region of Cangyun Continent in Kyushu Continent, his head has almost been broken.
The attack at that time was not only not the end, but it was just a preview of the beginning. Even if the three major pillars personally took action, they blocked the doorstep of Wushou City in a bloody place.
But for some unknown reason, those dead people are still able to appear mysteriously in every corner of the Eastern Immortal Cultivation World.
Those guys who returned from the dead continued to launch attacks one after another.
But this time, it is different from the last time when a large number of ancestors were released in vain to attack the entire Eastern Immortal Cultivation World.
This time they attacked not many sects, but the concentrated power was even more suffocating. In fact, according to some intelligence obtained in the last attack.
The power actually controlled by the Blood King is not as much as imagined. He also does not control the entire City of Fushou.
Otherwise, in the entire City of Wasted Death, all the people who have not yet reached the end of their lifespan will come out, and if the Eastern Immortal Cultivation World unites together, there will be no guarantee of victory.
The intensity of subsequent attacks was mainly due to being too elusive.
With the power shown by the Blood Prince, he concentrated on attacking a single force. Under the three divine pillars, no one dared to say that they could withstand it.
Due to the constant attacks, all the forces under the Si Shen Temple are in danger.
The Blood King's attacks were even more irregular.
Those sects may be large or small, but they don't seem to be connected at all.
The dignified Si Temple was led around by a group of dead people. The large number of casualties caused their prestige to be challenged for the first time.
Fortunately, with the destruction of each sect, Si Shen Shen finally discovered some clues.
After that night, all the sects that were attacked were forces that had obtained the corpses of the last nine kings of the Immortal Cultivating Dynasty.
Once the pattern is found, their motives will not be difficult to guess.
Instead of secretly opening the Afang Underground Palace, the Blood Prince openly turned against the entire Eastern Region in order to recover the Nine Withered Corpse.
But by the time they reacted, seven of the nine kings had already fallen into the hands of the Blood Prince.
Of course, the body of the polar backer king is actually in Jiang Li's hands.
It's just that no one knew the final outcome of the battle at that time. But since one of the parties was not from Si Shen Shen's side, they naturally believed that the body of the polar patron king also fell into the hands of the Blood King.
Now, only the body of the Blood King himself and the body of King Ning are still in the hands of Si Shen Shen.
"Is the gathering of the last nine kings the way to open the Afang Underground Palace? Those guys have really been hiding this from us for a long time.'
"After the demise of the Qin Dynasty, we really never got together again. Many old friends are no longer here.
"It turns out that the key to the greatest treasure has always been in our hands. It's ridiculous to be empty-handed and unaware of the treasure."
On a crystal-like mountain, several monks with gray hair and childlike faces stood on the top of the mountain, chatting about the past with nostalgic expressions.
Several old men looked down at the mountain below. Through the pure and transparent mountain, they could see two frozen corpses inside.
The two corpses looked very similar, but were very different in age and temperament.
One of the corpses has white temples and droopy ears. If anyone is good at physiognomy, he will be able to tell that this person has a blessed face and will definitely have many children and grandchildren.
This is indeed the case. This is Prince Ning who gave birth to more than three hundred children in his lifetime and had a prosperous descendant.
The other person who was frozen not far away from him looked much younger, with a gentle and graceful face. Only those eyes, even if they were closed, revealed an unconcealable heroic spirit.
In the center of the corpse's eyebrows, there was a red mark in the shape of a drop of blood, which added a bit of enchantment to the soft face.
That is the main culprit that caused today's chaotic situation, the corpse of the Blood Prince of the Qin Dynasty's Immortal Cultivating Dynasty.
Looking at the corpse that still maintained its youthful appearance.
One of the old men suddenly felt a little emotional.
"Actually, this kid, Blood King, has always been a good kid. He has great talent and a great heart, but he is just too stubborn."
"If he is not a member of the royal family, maybe I will pass on my legacy to him.'
The old man recalled his dead apprentice with a smile.
In this era, perhaps not many people know that this old man who almost stands at the top of the world of immortality in the Eastern Region actually has such a relationship with the Blood King back then.
"If he had not been able to afford troops back then, the Qin Dynasty would not have fallen apart so quickly."
"Everything is the general trend of the world. This is the general trend of the world and it is unstoppable. The only thing to blame is that he is standing on the opposite side of the entire world of immortality.'
"And now it seems that the Blood King back then didn't have that much faith in you, my master." "How do you know even half of the secrets of Afang's Underground Palace?"
The relaxed words of these people revealed that they were all people from thousands of years ago. Their longevity alone is beyond the imagination of ordinary monks.
These old monsters gathered here and moved the bodies of the two princes to the same place without any cover-up in broad daylight.
Their purpose is self-evident.
Si Shen Shen planned to use this to lure out the Blood King who was attacking everywhere.
This can appease those sects who are in constant fear of being attacked. It can also defeat the damn Blood King head-on.
This is a conspiracy. If those kings want these two corpses, they must come here and snatch them head-on.
"Guys, do you feel it?"
"Yes, my apprentice is here.'
"You have been dead for thousands of years, and you want to crawl out of the underworld to cause trouble for us. You really don't know how to respect your master.'
"Humph, it's still the same old thing.'
"They have been lying underground for thousands of years, so who knows what the world of immortality has become like today!"
"That's all, let's take the Afang Dragon Vein as compensation for their rudeness."
"The national treasure passed down from generation to generation in the Qin Dynasty has to be taken a step further by our old friends."
Several old men raised their eyes and looked into the distance.
From the sky, a red cloud rolled in, covering the sky and the sun, and pressed towards this crystal-like mountain. Above the red cloud, a young man wearing a blood-colored crown stood on the cloud with his hands up and down. Behind him were countless people.
Thousands of years ago, he was followed by millions of bloody armored soldiers.
That was the power he gained from sacrificing his people in an attempt to save the dynasty.
It's just that now there is no such good master beside him, who would stab him in the heart with a knife!
And below, on the mountain top where there were originally only a few people, light and shadow appeared, and a large number of top monks who had been ambushing here removed their disguises and revealed their true bodies.
Layers of formations lighted up. Since they were going to seduce people into a decisive battle, how could they not be prepared?
No words are needed, the amazing collision is about to happen in the next moment.
That day, the entire Eastern Immortal Cultivation World felt the tremors of heaven and earth.
Eighteen days later, Jiang Li, who had been deep in spiritual practice, finally opened his eyes and looked happy. It was true that he had been thinking about this mountain for so long.
The environment on this mountain really helped his practice in an unparalleled way. From birth to death this time, it was at least as good as his twenty years of hard work.
This is Jiang Li’s twenty years of hard training.
With the benefits of many states, other Nascent Souls and even God-Transformation monks may not be able to catch up with his gains in twenty years even if they spend their entire lives.
Even the Nascent Soul with his true immortal appearance has been mostly filled.
He had a premonition that as long as he returned from death to life again, he would be able to directly complete his meritorious deeds and transform his Nascent Soul into a god!
The Nine Nether Woods, the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, are neither life nor death, standing between Yin and Yang.
How can one cultivate the essence while still alive?
Only by understanding the mystery of yin and yang at the gateway of life and death can you unleash the true power of the Nine Nether Taoist Scriptures!
Wait for him to break through and become a god.
At that time, the powerful Earth Immortal? Humph, if you dare to come to him and cause trouble again, you will just hang yourself on the branch of Jiuyou. At this time, in front of the Death Flying Boat, a piece of land floating in the void is getting bigger and bigger in their eyes.
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Jiang Li, who had woken up, looked at the land in front of him from a distance.
Each piece of Hades Earth fragment will have slight changes in its environment, perhaps due to the difference in its core.
Jiang Li already had a deep understanding of this between the illusion of the underworld and the fragments of the Back Yin Mountain.
And the fragment in front, in addition to the same rich Yin Qi of the Underworld, actually gave Jiang Li a feeling of... returning to the Jiuzhou Continent of the Yang World?
Kill! Kill! Kill!
On a fertile grassland, millions of armored soldiers were fighting each other with swords that were already rusty and full of chips.
The sword penetrates the flesh and blood flows.
The blood seeping into the ground makes the land below more fertile.
This was a tragic war, but in Jiang Li's eyes, their speed was slower than a turtle crawling, and the weapons in their hands were as weak as the wooden sticks in the hands of a three-year-old child.
Because these soldiers who are killing are just weak mortals.
With Jiang Li's strength at this time, he could suppress them all with his backhand.
It should be a battlefield between two mortal realms.
At most, there are only a relatively large number of people participating in the battle. There is nothing unusual about this.
In the world of immortal cultivation, some sect forces will also deliberately guide mortal nations to fight on specific battlefields.
Blood grass is cultivated on a large scale using the blood flowing from soldiers. It is the main material used to make Qi Nourishing Pills and Qi Restoring Pills.
Therefore, there have never been many wars in the Kyushu Continent. Jiang Li himself has seen many.
But the problem is that this is the underworld, and it doesn't matter if a tough human race like the Four-Handed People can survive.