Chapter 149 Can you answer my question now? (Subscribe)

When I came out of the map of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, it was already noon outside.

Yang Ling stood in the yard, his eyes sharp.

Those incomplete memory fragments confirmed to him that the Hongmeng Purple Qi did exist and had indeed fallen into the hands of Ancestor Hongyun.

From the last memory of Patriarch Hongyun, it can be judged that the Hongmeng Purple Qi was either destroyed in his self-destructive soul or hidden in that jade bottle.

Legend has it that the Hongmeng Purple Qi is formed from fragments of the laws of heaven and is one of the most mysterious and fundamental forces in the ancient world.

It is unlikely that such an object would be destroyed, so the possibility that it is hidden in that jade bottle is very high.

Yang Ling guessed that the Red Cloud Ancestor might have seen that he was doomed to die, but did not want the Hongmeng Purple Qi to fall into the hands of the two murderers, so he hid the Hongmeng Purple Qi in a jade bottle and secretly threw it into the dark red river.

That dark world is most likely the legendary underworld, and that endlessly flowing dark red river is most likely the Forgotten River!
Yang Ling has not been to the underworld yet.

I've only heard that the Netherworld has a total of eighteen levels, and each level is a vast and boundless world, just like the thirty-three days in Heaven.

However, the thirty-three heavens in heaven are magnificent and filled with the air of immortals, making them the land of immortals that countless mortals yearn for.

The underworld is a horrible hell that people try to avoid.

Yang Ling naturally wouldn't be as secretive about the underworld as ordinary people, but he was secretly worried in his heart.

What worries him most now is that the jade bottle has fallen into the Wangchuan River for so long, and it is likely that it has been washed away by the river!

In that case, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack for him to find the jade bottle!

But no matter what, he still planned to go to the underworld in person to take a look, otherwise his thoughts would be difficult to understand.

He gathered his mind, extended his divine sense to scan the surroundings, then moved his body and turned into a stream of light shooting towards a huge mansion in the south of the city.

Inside the mansion, Jiang Ziya was sitting at a huge desk piled with various account books and documents, and filled with pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

His brows were furrowed as he was buried in the complicated accounts, checking them stroke by stroke, looking extremely exhausted.

Seeing Yang Ling coming in, Jiang Ziya stood up quickly, his brows slightly relaxed, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Brother, you are out of seclusion?"

Yang Ling nodded slightly.

He knew that businesses in various places were conducting their annual accounting recently. Many accounts were summarized by Qingji to the head office in Chaoge, which would then check them.

In the past, Yang Ling was too lazy to take care of these things and left them all to his subordinates, which led to many cases of embezzlement and false reporting.

After hearing about it, Jiang Ziya volunteered to take over the matter and personally controlled the accounts of businesses in various places, carefully checking each one to ensure that there were no mistakes.

It also enabled him to uncover quite a few corrupt officials who embezzled money.

Yang Ling had great confidence in his abilities. After all, he was a man who might be able to govern a country. So, shouldn't it be more than enough for him to manage a large business?

"Junior Brother Ziya, I came here today because I want to tell you something."

Yang Ling looked at Jiang Ziya and said seriously, "I may have to leave for a while, there is something I need to deal with personally.

During my absence, I hope you can help me take care of the clinics and charity halls in various places."

Jiang Ziya frowned slightly when he heard this, but soon he smiled and said, "Brother, please go and do whatever you want. Don't worry about the business, the clinic, and the charity hall.

With me here, everything will fall into place.”

"Then I'll leave it to Junior Brother Ziya."

Yang Ling placed three bottles and a jar on the table.

The first three bottles contain bone strengthening pills, marrow cleansing fluid and spirit gathering powder respectively.

These were all what he had opened from the colorful blind box before. Their main function was to cleanse the bones and marrow, improve the strength and aptitude of the body, and also to gather spiritual energy and improve the efficiency of cultivation.

Now this kind of medicine has no effect on him anymore, so he saves it for his children to use.

This time I took some of them out to see if I could help Jiang Ziya improve his qualifications so that he could have the opportunity to become an immortal in the future.

The remaining jar contains a piece of enlightenment tea, which can help practitioners comprehend the great truth.

When Jiang Ziya learned that all these things were for him, he was immediately excited.

Marrow cleansing fluid, bone strengthening pills, and spirit gathering powder were fine, he had also seen similar pills when he was in Kunlun.

But a treasure like Wudao tea is a rare treasure among rare treasures!

Especially when he heard Yang Ling say that there were only forty-nine pieces of Wudao tea in total, and each leaf carried a unique Taoist charm, he was shocked beyond words.

"Brother, how dare Ziya accept such a valuable item?"

Jiang Ziya felt a little uneasy.

He was very self-aware and thought it would be a waste for him to use a treasure like Wudao Tea.

Yang Ling waved his hand and smiled: "Junior Brother Ziya, you don't have to be so polite, these pills are my salary to you.

The mortal world is not as full of spiritual energy as the blessed land, so if you want to practice in the mortal world, elixirs are indispensable.

As for the enlightenment tea... you can put it away first, and take it out and use it when you break through the barrier in the future.

In the eyes of others, Junior Brother Ziya, you may not have good talent, but I always believe in the saying that great things come late. As long as you persist in practicing, you will achieve something in the future. "

When Jiang Ziya heard this, his heart suddenly felt warm.

What Yang Ling gave him was not only elixirs and enlightenment tea, but also trust and affirmation of him.

Jiang Ziya's eyes flashed with determination: "Brother, don't worry, Ziya will live up to your trust!"

"That's good." Yang Ling nodded slightly, "I still need to prepare, so I won't stay here any longer."

After saying this, his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

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The ancient land is vast and boundless.

There are thirty-three heavens above the Nine Heavens, and eighteen levels of the underworld below the Nine Netherworlds.

If they want to go to heaven, they have to pass through the four heavenly gates, which is almost impossible for ordinary people. However, it is very easy for them to go to the underworld.

As long as their lifespan ends, there will naturally be ghosts to lead their souls to the underworld, but once they go down, they can't come out. Yang Ling naturally can't use this method to go down.

For practitioners, there is a formal way to go to the underworld, which is to go to the Ghost Gate at the foot of Mount Tai.

This is one of the several entrances and exits connecting the underworld to the human world. It is the same in nature as the four heavenly gates, but it is not visible on weekdays.

You can only see it at a fixed time.

Of course, these are all for mortals.

To a practitioner with profound Taoism skills, it is just a simple trick.

After Yang Ling arrived at Mount Tai, he found the Gate of Hell without much effort.

This important pass connecting the mortal world and the underworld is extremely simple and dilapidated, no more than two or three feet high, and looks like a loess wall. It is far inferior to the majestic South Gate of Heaven.

What surprised Yang Ling the most was that there was no one guarding this gate of hell!
This was very different from the gates of hell that he had imagined.

He passed through the gates of hell with doubts and entered the underworld.

It is dark, lonely and desolate here. There is no blue sky and white clouds, no sun, moon and stars, no lakes or oceans. There are only endless mountains and hills, and the ever-flowing Forgetful River.

Legend has it that the Forgotten River originates from the human world, runs through the eighteen levels of the netherworld, and finally flows into the netherworld sea of ​​blood.

Yang Ling stopped on the river bank and saw that the water was dark red, and every wave was wrapped with many copper snakes and iron dogs.

They are the incarnation of resentment, and whenever a wandering soul falls into the river, they will swarm over and devour it clean, making the scene look like a surging bloody sea and a foul smell.

Yang Ling frowned slightly, feeling that this underworld might not be what he imagined.

He rode on a auspicious cloud and went downstream along the banks of the Forgotten River, looking for the section of the river he saw in the fragments of memory.

But the Forgotten River is a big river that spans the eighteen layers of the netherworld.

In other words, this river spans eighteen worlds and passes through a variety of terrains along the way. It is not easy to find a specific section of the river.

What's more, the Hongyun Ancestor had passed away in the ancient times, and no one knows how many kalpas have passed since then.

History changes and the world undergoes tremendous changes.

Who knows what the original riverbank landscape looks like now?
In fact, Yang Ling did not hold out much hope for this trip. He just came to check it out with the mentality of "there's no harm in giving it a try".

He walked along the Forgotten River and slowly smelled a odor of decay and ruin. There were swarms of poisonous insects buzzing in the mountains and rivers of the Forgotten River, and predators appeared quietly in the dark.

Yang Ling frowned slightly, but didn't care.

He only revealed a little bit of his aura, and those hidden predators were scared away with their tails between their legs.

Soon, he came to the source of the smell - it was a huge, brightly colored flower by the Lethe River.

As he got closer, the flower bud opened wide, ready to swallow him whole.

Yang Ling didn't bother to be polite with it. With a slight thought, a sword light burst out, cutting the giant flower into two pieces, and the fishy and sticky juice spilled all over the ground.

At this time, a slightly anxious voice sounded.

"Be careful! That flower is poisonous!"

Yang Ling looked in the direction of the voice and saw a slim woman looking at him from hundreds of feet away.

The woman was wearing a short fur skirt, revealing her slender and toned legs. She had a heroic look on her face and looked quite fit and healthy.

Ok?
Yang Ling's heart moved slightly, secretly guessing the other party's origins.

What was very strange was that his divine sense could not sense the other party's existence, nor could he sense the other party's spiritual fluctuations!
This made it impossible for him to judge his level of cultivation.

"Hey!"

At this moment, the woman saw Yang Ling staring at him intently, and she couldn't help but frowned slightly, pouting in dissatisfaction and said:

"You, a stranger, did you hear me? It's really strange, why are there always living people running to this place where the dead stay?"

Yang Ling's heart was slightly moved when he heard this, and he smiled and said, "Aren't you also a living person?"

Although he couldn't tell how advanced the woman was, he could still tell that she was a living being, not a wandering soul after death.

"Humph!"

The woman snorted unhappily, "I'm just reminding you that it's very dangerous here. There are many ferocious beasts and poisonous insects lurking in the Wangchuan River. It's very dangerous for a living person like you to walk by the river alone!
Go find your companions quickly, and don’t run out alone again.”

Yang Ling felt her kindness, so he nodded and asked curiously, "I just heard you say that many outsiders have come here recently. Who are they?"

The woman immediately frowned and said vigilantly: "This has nothing to do with you, you'd better leave quickly.

Otherwise, if you die here, don't blame me for not warning you!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of water in the Wangchuan River, and a ferocious beast shaped like a giant python and covered in blood jumped out from it, pouncing towards Yang Ling as fast as lightning.

"careful!"

The sudden change frightened the woman so much that she rushed forward to save the man. But the beast was too fast and she couldn't react in time!
"boom!"

There was a dull crash, accompanied by the sound of broken bones.

The woman made a "tsk" sound and turned her head away with some reluctance.

She knew how powerful the Yellow Springs Python was. It was a ferocious beast that even she was not sure she could handle. This seemingly inexperienced outsider was definitely not its match.

Although she had averted her eyes, she could still imagine that the outsider must have been tightly entangled by the Yellow Springs Python, with all his bones broken and then swallowed into its stomach.

If you don't listen to the advice of the elderly, you will suffer the consequences!

She sighed, looked back, and then froze in place for a moment.

The ten-foot-long Yellow Springs python was now limp on the ground like mud. There was not a single intact bone in its body, and it was breathing out more than inhaling!
But the outsider was standing by the river intact, looking at her with a smile.

"Girl, can you answer my question now?"

"Hi~"

The woman gasped and felt her scalp tingling.

(End of this chapter)