The breath under the "Netherworld Well" was turbid, and he couldn't see his fingers. Wei Shiqi slid all the way along the stone wall, the blood symbols in his eyes slowly turning, and every detail was revealed, unable to escape his eyes. Until I stepped onto the ground at the bottom of the well, I didn't notice anything unusual. Just as the night watchman said, it was filled with rocks and filthy. It was done hundreds of years ago and accumulated a thick layer of dust. No one else has ever been there.
Wei Shiqi stood quietly at the bottom of the well for a moment, flicking his sleeves, and the dust rolled up and condensed into a tight ball of earth. The rocks were spotless, but no suspicious traces were found. He stretched out his foot and stepped on it until it sank in half an inch. The stone was as solid as copper and iron. Treating it as something unusual, he bent down and used his five fingers to pull off a fist-sized corner, kneading it into crumbs. He faintly sensed a bit of dark vitality, and in an instant Immediately it disappears, and there is no doubt in my heart.
He stood up slowly, flicked his fingers, and a strand of blood penetrated into the rocks. Like a seed taking root, it spread downwards and penetrated dozens of feet. It was like thick earth and rocks, packed so tightly that even ants could find it. Less than half. Wei Shiqi always felt that something was wrong, so he urged his blood energy to continuously explore downwards, spreading nearly a hundred feet, and suddenly found a shriveled corpse.
It was the corpse of a ghost, as shriveled as a child, face down, like a spider sealed in amber, buried deep in the earth and rocks, silently, for who knows how many years had passed. Wei Shiqi hesitated for a moment, but he did not hesitate to activate the law of blood and energy. The layers of earth and stone disintegrated, and the stone dust gradually rose and floated in the air. He expanded the "Netherworld Well" another hundred feet deep, revealing the body of the ghost.
Judging from the appearance, the ghost must be from the Guo tribe. It is naked, with dark blue "spiritual patterns" all over its back and buttocks, densely extending to its limbs. It looks like a dead thing and is motionless. The ghosts of the Guo tribe have extraordinary talents. They practice the power of the netherworld and condense "spirit patterns" in their bodies. A complete "spirit pattern" contains a magical power. Although it is useless after being used once, it is extremely powerful and can bring the dead back to life. , turned the tide of the war, and the Guo clan was able to join the upper seven clans, mostly due to the magical power of "Spirit Pattern".
Once the ghosts of the Guo tribe embark on the path of cultivation, "spiritual patterns" will appear all over their bodies. However, not many people have achieved magical powers. They are often like a flower tree branching out. One branch is born and the other is sprouting. It is difficult to condense into a complete line. "Spirit Pattern", even a clan leader has no sure way to achieve it. Therefore, the practice of the Guo people mostly relies on luck. Sometimes those with excellent talents are lost to everyone, while those who are stupid and dull rise to the top in one step. There are many mistakes. The magical power of "spiritual patterns" is actually very important. According to the customs within the clan, the elders of the Guo clan must have thirteen "spiritual patterns". Once exhausted, they must voluntarily abdicate in favor of others in order to serve the people.
This Guo clan ghost buried under the "Netherworld Well" has such dense "spiritual patterns" in its body, and its cultivation level during its lifetime is unfathomable. It is definitely not comparable to the generation of Guo Baohu. It is nine out of ten that it is the missing Guo from the previous generation. A great leader of the clan, after death, the power of the netherworld does not dissipate, and strands of earth and stone escape from it. They are discovered by the younger generations, who use it to practice in seclusion and harvest it all. But why was he buried in this desperate situation without touching the world or the ground? Looking at the "spiritual patterns" on his body, it seemed that he had no chance to use his magical powers, so he was buried here.
The rubble buried it deep like a coffin. Once it was dug out, the body quickly disintegrated. Before it could be turned over to see its appearance clearly, the ghost turned into ashes and no trace could be found. Wei Shiqi frowned and thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand to press it down. Another strand of blood penetrated the rocks and continued to explore. This time it only spread more than ten feet, and then he found a hollow mountain belly with rippling water, which seemed to be a A dark lake that never sees the light of day.
The bloodshot thread penetrated into the lake water, and suddenly lost control. It swallowed up everything and grew rapidly. Wei Shiqi's heart trembled, and he activated the law of blood and forcefully took it back. A drop of crystal clear water fell into the palm of his hand, and the clear breath hit his face, and his spirit was suddenly lifted. He thought for a moment and had a guess in his mind. The "ghost spirit" destroyed the "Holy Spirit" and monopolized this world. It drove the Qingling Qi out of the lower world. In the end, it was not possible to remove the roots. This "Netherworld Well" connected to the mountainside, and the Qingling Qi condensed. Chenghu is a perfect resource for blood and energy.
There is no place to be found after treading through iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there. There is a world under the "Netherworld Well". It was lightly let go by the Guo clan and missed in life. However, this clear lake is harmful to other people's cultivation, and it is hidden deep to this day. It was also due to luck, eliminating the need for a lot of manipulation. Wei Shiqi raised his head and stretched out his hand to push the power of the law. The debris and dust floating in the air condensed into countless stone steps, which were inserted into the stone wall one by one, spiraling up and straight into the entrance of the "Netherworld Well". He climbed up the steps, laid out blood talismans, and sealed the place heavily to prevent anyone from accidentally breaking into the place and discovering the secret of Qingling Lake.
The "Netherworld Well" shook the ground and the mountains, making a muffled sound. Xuanyuan Qing heard it one by one, as if he didn't notice it. Guo Li heard the noise and couldn't restrain his curiosity. He put his head around to peek. Xuanyuan Qing waved his hand towards her. She was startled and quickly turned back. She secretly guessed that the "giant eye" was too narrow and needed to be opened up. How many quiet rooms are there?
Wei Shiqi stepped out of the "Netherworld Well" and said: "There is a world under the well, but it is useless for ghosts." Then he stopped abruptly. Xuanyuan Qing saw that he had no intention of talking in detail, so he knew what he was interested in and didn't ask any more questions. He has practiced the Netherworld well all his life. I have a vague sense of strength. Things under the well are not good for my own practice, so I subconsciously keep away from them.
The clear spirit energy in the belly of the mountain is so strong that it condenses into a lake. It is unheard of and unseen in the lower realm. Only the ghost realm has such an opportunity. However, how to slowly refine it will not make the blood energy go out of control, but it will be a good life. Think about it. Wei Shiqi opened his palm, and a drop of clear water rolled around, gradually shrinking, and the clear air filled the quiet room. Li Yihe, who had been sleeping deeply, suddenly woke up for some reason, with sleepy eyes, and stared at him for a moment, his eyes fell. In the palm of his hand, she suddenly woke up and came to his side like a kitten, grabbing his big hand. Unable to resist the temptation, she accidentally moved her lips to his mouth/licked her mouth, her eyes were blurred, showing a look of intoxication.
The tip of his tongue ran across the rough palm, making people feel a little itchy. Wei Shiqi touched her face and asked, "What does it taste like?"
Li Yihe shook his head, licked his lips and said softly: "It doesn't taste...what is that?"
Wei Shiqi said: "It's just a drop of 'Qingling Water'. There are many more under the mountain. It's a whole big lake. There are as many as you want."
Li Yihe turned around and found a mutton-fat jade bottle, handed it to Wei Shiqi, and said: "Next time, if you have a chance, bring more, it tastes delicious!" Her bracelets jingled, her earrings swayed, and she looked charming and naive. But my heart is moved. The Qingling Qi is no different from a panacea. It is of great benefit to her. It is also of great benefit to Miluo Zhen Shenxi. Wei Shiqi put away the jade bottle, stuffed it into his sleeve, and told her about the "Netherworld Well" Li Yihe listened very carefully to all kinds of things, which made her feel comfortable and made her feel that she was not an outsider.
After Wei Shiqi finished speaking, Li Yihe thought for a moment, laughed unconsciously, and said: "It sounds like a one-eyed giant who swallowed the Guo clan ghost in one gulp, but was accidentally struck by the 'spiritual pattern' magical power, and the flesh and blood... Turned into earth and stone, this cave is his head, the 'Netherworld Well' leads directly to his belly, and there is a 'Lake of Clear Spirits' inside..."
Wei Shiqi smiled and said: "Yes, maybe that's the case!"
