Chapter 122: The Land of Absolute Souls
Black Prison, 29th Floor.
On the charred and barren land, the rocks and sand showed signs of melting and solidifying. There was no grass or trees, no water, and all life had been burned away by the four huge suns in the sky.
A slight ripple appeared in a space in the void, becoming more and more intense, and then Bai Donglin's figure appeared out of thin air.
Bai Donglin's figure moved and landed on the charred earth with a frown. His first feeling was that the void was empty. The spiritual energy that was everywhere in the outside world was not even a trace here. This was a place without any spiritual energy!
It turns out that this is the special thing that Kuang Zhen mentioned. The Land of Absolute Spirits is indeed more beneficial for their physical cultivation. If a Qi cultivator comes to this kind of ghost place, it will be very uncomfortable.
Bai Donglin leaned over and stroked the ground that seemed to have melted and then solidified. He looked up at the sky. There were four suns, which could have burned the ground into this state, and there might be more.
The living environment is extremely harsh, even for monks.
However, it did not affect him much. The cultivation resources in his bracelet and the Death Omen were enough to support him to practice well in this kind of ghost place for a long time.
Since the ancient world, he has not actively absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for a long time. In his opinion, it is an extremely inefficient way of cultivation.
This is also one of the advantages that his immortality brings him. Even if other cultivators have cultivation resources that they can consume at will, they dare not create it like him because their bodies cannot bear it.
Bai Donglin closed his eyes and sensed carefully. He sensed the laws of force, space, soul, pain, light, wind, etc. one by one. There was no difference from the laws of the outside world, so he could rule out the possibility that this was an independent small world.
How did this Black Prison world come about? Is it a space cut off from the outside world, or is it a parallel mezzanine world that is somehow connected to the outside world?
After a moment, he shook his head. His understanding of the laws of space was still too shallow, and he couldn't figure out the tricks of this complex space.
But this is still good news for him. His practice requires four basic elements: knowledge, aura (nurturing spiritual orifices), damage (brushing enhanced energy), and laws.
He can satisfy all these requirements, so there is no difference whether he practices in this ghost place or in the Holy Sect. The only regret is that he cannot use the various training facilities of the Holy Sect. However, the contribution points will not expire if left there, so he can go back and use them later.
Bai Donglin pondered for a moment, and after a moment he had set a five-year plan. He didn't need to worry about cultivation, as it was going on in his body all the time. In these five years, he wanted to do something that he had always wanted to do but never had the chance to do.
There is no need to have any doubts about the practice of "The True Scripture of Conceiving the God and Forging the Demon" at the realm of supernatural powers. What follows is just a matter of hard work, nurturing the spiritual orifice, and comprehending the engraved laws.
However, one must also start preparing in advance for the subsequent training. The core of this supreme scripture, "Conceiving Gods and Forging Demons," will be involved in the next realm.
Before that, in addition to infinite spiritual insight and a powerful "Trinity" soul, there are two other prerequisites that must be achieved, that is, a thorough understanding of the mysteries of the human body and soul.
The human body here refers to the core spiritual orifice of the physical body and the light of the origin of life, and the soul is the most mysterious true spirit among them.
These are all forbidden areas of life, and if one wants to practice the subsequent realms of "The True Scripture of Conceiving the God and Forging the Demon", one must thoroughly master these forbidden areas!
So far, no one else has been found to practice this supreme scripture. He cannot absorb the practice experience of his predecessors. Everything depends on himself. To achieve this, it is not enough to deduce based on the knowledge in his mind.
Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Human experiments, he needs to conduct a large number of human experiments!
Although he could use himself for experiments, a single individual sample was meaningless. He needed diverse samples and countless experimental subjects.
"Hehe, isn't this Black Prison just what I want? These extremely evil criminals are all very good experimental materials, and there is no psychological burden to use them."
"That's right, good fortune may come from misfortune, and good fortune may come from misfortune."
Bai Donglin nodded in satisfaction, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes, and he used his supernatural powers of seeing and hearing to the fullest, and all the movements within a thousand miles were recorded in his mind.
After a moment, he found the place he wanted, took a step forward, the space slightly distorted, and his figure disappeared instantly.
In a huge canyon, a long and narrow city was built along the bottom of the valley. It was crooked, but its scope was not small. This was the largest gathering place of criminals that Bai Donglin had found.
"The City of Extreme Evil."
Bai Donglin looked up at the four bloody red characters on the top of the city wall. It was indeed worthy of the name, but the name would have to be changed in the future.
He walked towards the city. The city guards standing outside the city gate bored just glanced at him and ignored him. These city guards were not strong and should have come down from the upper level.
There are no female creatures in this black prison. Even a fly is male. There are no conditions for the birth of new life.
Among the seven prisons, only one is dedicated to imprisoning women, and the other six imprison male creatures. There are many reasons for this phenomenon, the most important of which is related to the ratio of men to women in the cultivation world.
As soon as Bai Donglin entered the city, several pairs of eyes were staring at him in the dark. His mental temperament was too different from the others. After staying in the black prison for too long, he would be half dead and dying.
Those who are as energetic as Bai Donglin are either the top leaders of a few major forces in the Black Prison or the newcomers who have just entered the Black Prison.
They all knew all the prominent figures in this city, but Bai Donglin looked unfamiliar. As expected, he was a newcomer. Such people were also called "fat sheep" by them. Such people had just entered the Black Prison and must have a lot of treasures on them.
Bai Donglin had only stood on the street for a moment when several people surrounded him, and more people were observing him secretly.
"Boy, you are new here, right? What crime did you commit to get here?"
In this dark prison, the greater the sins you commit, the more powerful you are, and sins have become some kind of "glory", so when facing newcomers, the first question they ask is definitely this.
If Bai Donglin said that he was in because he killed someone, he would definitely be mercilessly ridiculed by these old people. In their eyes, this crime must be the lowest level.
Seeing Bai Donglin staring at them and smiling without saying anything, the fat man who had just spoken could no longer hold back his expression, and continued with a gloomy face full of scars: "Boy, hand over your storage magic weapon. From now on in the Extremely Evil City, Brother Long will take care of you."
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The reason why these criminals in the black prison are so whiny and don't take direct action is not because they have become kind after being locked up for a long time, but because of this spiritual environment.
Their principle is to try not to do things with hands if they can be solved with words. Every bit of energy is extremely precious, and here spiritual energy is directly linked to lifespan.
Bai Donglin had a smile on his face. He knew exactly what they were thinking. He raised his index finger and said to them, "I'm going to ask you a question. Whoever answers me first can keep his life and continue to live in the Black Prison."
"Tell me, who is the one who rules this city?"
He has just mastered the supernatural power of seeing and hearing in the sky and on the earth. He cannot currently spy on some areas covered by the prohibitions of the formation. His spiritual thoughts will also be blocked by the prohibitions of the formation, so he needs these people to lead the way for him.
"Boy! You're too crazy!"
The faces of the fat man and others changed. It was not the first time they encountered such newcomers who could not see the situation clearly. Well, the energy consumed in the fight could be made up from this kid.
Several figures moved at the same time and surrounded Bai Donglin. Their abilities were extremely restrained and the attacks they released were compressed to the limit without any leakage.
Bai Donglin nodded slightly. Good control. It seems that a harsh environment can really bring out people's potential.
He raised his right hand slightly, and with the partial multiplication technique, a huge palm shadow flashed by. Boom! With a loud noise, a huge palm print was deeply imprinted on the ground, and the palm print was clearly visible.
Except for a skinny monk, the fat men were beaten into blood foam and were stuck at the bottom of the pit, unable to be removed even with a button.
"How's it going? Have you thought about answering my question?"
"Master Ti, I have thought it through! Please follow me, I will take you there!"
The skinny monkey trembled and regretted it to death. Damn, if he had known that this person was a physical cultivator, he would never have dared to come out to rob. Physical cultivators have too much advantage in the Black Prison. Their strength is all in the physical body, and their demand for spiritual energy is much smaller than theirs! "Very good."
Bai Donglin nodded slightly and followed the skinny monkey towards the city center. After the two left, several figures rushed out from the darkness like mad dogs and jumped into the huge palm print.
His eyes were bloodshot and he knelt on the ground, licking the blood foam on the ground frantically. He swallowed the filthy flesh mixed with dirt into his stomach, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face from time to time.
There was a trace of spiritual energy contained in these pieces of flesh and blood, which did not dissipate in a short time.
In the black prison, waste is shameful.
(End of this chapter)