There are many good things stored in Lu Qingye's Hongmeng Pearl.
Most of them were obtained by searching in secret realms, and some were earned by refining alchemy.
She believes that if these things are put on the market outside, she will be able to make a lot of money!
Lu Qingye's life was very fulfilling.
The original point where the puppet corpses emerged from the secret area of the ancient scroll was finally found.
Fu Yichen and his party looked at the place that looked like a sinkhole with complicated expressions.
Inside the sinkhole, the air of death and resentment permeated the air, and densely packed bones piled up like mountains, piled up in random directions.
Those flag instruments that had not completely rotted made them understand that the corpses inside were all those who died in the battle.
The cruelty of war made some low-level monks unable to help but feel afraid.
"The energy here is very violent, almost filled with deathly energy and resentment."
"Then where did those puppet corpses come from?"
Some of the monks around him were puzzled, but Fu Yichen already had a rough guess.
In the secret realm of the ancient scrolls, there used to be flowers, trees, mountains and rivers.
Because of the war, life here has been devastated.
There were too many monks buried in the tiankeng. After the vegetation and soil were destroyed, some soulless creatures had to look for life everywhere in order to survive.
In the sinkhole, the smell of blood and rot attracted some creatures.
In the secret realm where there is no food, those creatures eat carrion in order to stay alive, and even live here for a long time...
Over time, under the influence of the sinking gas, puppet corpses appeared.
However, in order to survive, those creatures have no choice but to stay around the sinkhole until they become one with it...
The appearance of the zombies also made the sinking gas around them more serious. The zombies originally produced by the environment eventually became a corpse breeding ground to nourish batches of zombies...
The monks who knew the history could not help but bow down and salute.
If these ancestors did not protect the Qingxuan Continent back then, how could the Qingxuan Continent be safe and peaceful today?
Ruan Lanxian sighed.
"Now... this place has been severely corroded. If these seniors want to rest in peace, I'm afraid..."
Nan Taifu frowned.
It is indeed impossible to bury them directly, but it is not possible to leave them alone here. The number of these puppet corpses will only increase, and eventually the entire secret realm will fall.
But if they are moved to other places, burying them will not work.
Because it is likely to nourish another corpse land.
Song Qingwu couldn't help but sigh.
"The sinking energy here is so serious. If soul cultivators from the soul world take action, perhaps these people can rest in peace and enter reincarnation..."
No one said a word.
Because they all know that it is impossible for the soul cultivator to take action.
After the great war, the soul world of Qingxuan Continent was completely sealed in the eastern part of the outlying island.
The monks went against the will of heaven. After they fell, most of them also disappeared and could not reincarnate.
Naturally, they don’t pay special attention to the soul world.
Moreover, the great powers of the upper world created their own laws of reincarnation in order to solve this problem.
Going to various interfaces in the Xuanxiu Immortal Realm, naturally puts even less emphasis on the Soul Realm.
Although the sinkhole issue cannot be ignored now, it is impossible for the Immortal Alliance to open the seal of the outlying island for its sake.
Prince Ya lowered his eyes, and he knew the reason why the cultivators were silent.
Sui Liegong of Lingjian Sect thought for a while and then spoke.
"Everyone, why don't we ask the Buddhist cultivators from Thousand Layers Sea Island to come forward?"
The cultivators' eyes suddenly lit up.
In today's world of immortality, Taoist cultivators dominate all directions, while demon soul cultivators live in a corner. However, Buddhist cultivators can be considered a relatively special group in today's world of immortality.
Because the theoretical orthodoxy is different, and there are differences in cultivation with Taoism, sometimes there will be conflicts.
However, because the Taoists and demons were in the same direction, and Buddhism also played a big role in the war that year, Buddhism also occupied a place in the world of immortality.
It's just that there are very few Buddhist cultivators in Qingxuan Continent, and they all live on the West Island surrounded by the sea.
The communication with Taoist cultivators is also very rare, and they rarely think of each other.
"That's not a bad idea!"
A big problem was solved, and some monks also had smiles on their faces.
Taijue followed Prince Ya and looked at these monks, with a mocking smile on his lips under the mask.
Heaven and earth are inherently indivisible, and the chaos of yin and yang creates and restrains each other.
If there is no reincarnation law in the soul world for salvation...how can it be true reincarnation?
The sound of wind echoed in the sinkhole, like weeping or roaring...
After the monks decided on the plan, they began to make preparations.
Before the Buddhist monks arrived here, a group of Nascent Soul monks used formations to temporarily seal the Tiankeng, and waited for the Immortal Alliance to come out of the secret realm and talk to the Buddhist monks.
Without the crowd of puppet corpses pouring out, the puppet corpses in the secret realm were almost eliminated, and some monks began to form groups again to look for opportunities.
Gu Qingchen and Sheng Huaian also had this idea and wanted to call Lu Qingye and Han Shuman.
After all, the few of them have some tacit understanding.
"Junior sister, now that the puppet corpse has been sealed, and there is still more than a month until the secret realm is closed, do you want to go out together to find some spiritual plants and spiritual herbs?"
After receiving the message from Gu Qingchen, Lu Qingye quickly put away the talisman.
After thinking about it, she still refused.
Now she has enough treasures, and with the frequent drawing of talismans in recent days, she has some insights in her heart.
After receiving Gu Qingchen's message, Lu Qingye once again immersed himself in drawing the talismans.
Song Qingwu held the big sword and looked at Gu Qingchen.
"how?"
After the battle between the zombies, several people agreed with Lu Qingye's combat prowess, and with the opponent's alchemy skills, following him in the team was not only not a burden, but also a great help.
Gu Qingchen smiled helplessly.
"Junior sister said that she had some enlightenment recently and stopped going out with us."
Sheng Huaian smiled.
"Fellow Daoist Lu's understanding is quite good. Now that he has achieved enlightenment, it can be regarded as another opportunity. In this case, let's set off!"
Lin Zhi and Han Shuman nodded in unison.
Han Shuman felt a little envious in his heart. Not every monk could encounter this kind of enlightenment.
"No! I have to work harder! Junior sister Lu is so talented and yet so talented! How long has it been since she joined the sect, and now she has perfected the foundation?! If I don't work hard, I may be surpassed! By then I will be like this How can I continue to be a senior sister? Master will definitely laugh at me too!"
Her words made several people laugh. But they nodded unanimously.
"indeed so!"
In the cave, Lu Qingye's hand moved faster and faster, his spiritual power gathered at the tip of the pen, and the runes were almost completed in one go.
Jiuji, who was sleeping on the side, felt the strange movement of spiritual energy around him and opened his eyes suddenly.
Lu Qingye's eyes flashed with silver light, and he pressed the tip of his pen harder.
"Wow!"
The runes suddenly burned, and in an instant, the runes turned into ashes.
Just when Jiuji thought Lu Qingye had failed in making the talisman, a ray of light burst out from the ashes.
A rune flashed with pale golden light and stood in the sky.
Unmarked paper as a medium!
(End of chapter)
