Snap!

A crack suddenly appeared in the calm void, and then the surrounding area collapsed violently.

The huge crack was like the mouth of a vicious beast, and it quickly swallowed up part of the undulating hills. A cloud of black gas poured out from the crack, like thousands of ghosts passing through, and the cold air left a layer of ice crystals in the remaining places.

The aura of resentment in the wilderness is not a single aura, but a fusion of many auras such as coldness, resentment, chill, and curse.

It is called yin energy, but in fact it is more bizarre and troublesome than yin energy. It is more appropriate to call it resentment.

Between the frozen mountains, you can still see many lifelike black-horned ants frozen in place, but soon new black-horned ants will crawl out from their nests deep in the earth.

Cave No. 6.

Shen Lian sat cross-legged in the cave, his magic power circulating in his body, and was finally swallowed up by the Nascent Soul figurine. He drew out a trace of yin and yang power from it and gathered it at his side.

This method of deriving yin and yang from magic power is too slow, and is definitely not as fast as the five elements spiritual objects.

But he currently has no five-element spiritual objects. Qian Dai did say that there are many spiritual objects in the depths of the wilderness, but they are not easy to obtain.

He didn't dare to go deeper now. Currently, he could only rely on the power of the three spirit beasts to first figure out the nearby area, and then assess the danger of this place before deciding whether to go deeper.

Dahei moves very quickly. Today's black-horned ant colonies no longer need it to sacrifice its hue. With a sufficient number of female ants, the black-horned ants reproduce very quickly, just like fission.

After stopping to practice, Shen Lian summoned out a puppet.

He currently has a total of four puppets, three of which are in the early fourth stage. In addition to Meishan, there is also the banished immortal envoy whose head he had chopped off before, and the cultivator with wind spiritual roots.

The last one left was the Thunder Ape obtained from Canglan Mountain, which was at the quasi-fourth-level grade.

The puppet he summoned was a banished immortal, but the full beard on this cultivator's face was long gone, and his body shape and aura had changed.

After the divine figure uttered the spell, the secondary soul stepped out of the body and suddenly sank into the exiled immortal puppet.

Then, he took out a pile of third-level Yingshan crystal stones, which are the main materials for refining Liuying Stone.

When Dahei's descendants climb the mountains, they will also bring these special photo stones with them.

Although there were so many photo stones that were masked during the refining process and made into the appearance of stone particles, there was still a risk of being discovered if the number was too large.

Therefore, Shen Lian used puppets to refine it.

For a fourth-level master craftsman, it is very easy to refine these low-level things with the help of puppets.

During this period of time, in addition to practicing in seclusion, he also returned to the various countries in the Wilderness to look for the demon cultivator who was cultivating merit.

However, after traveling all over the countries in the wilderness, I couldn't find any trace of this person, and the several rumors were also true and false, and it was impossible to tell.

…

Dahei crawled out from the ground, with spiritual restrictions flashing on his body. These spiritual restrictions were used to identify his identity, otherwise he would not be able to pass through the formation guarding the cave.

"Master, it's too scary outside. It collapsed again. My descendants have been killed again."

When he came in front of Shen Lian, Dahei opened his mouth and spit out a dozen photo stones.

Shen Lian grabbed the photo stone and checked the scene inside. The scenes were all similar, just a mountain forest filled with miasma.

Qian Dai was able to obtain elixirs from the wilderness because he had the support of a sect behind him, and he had also been developing the area for who knows how many years.

There is no problem in cooperating with Qian Dai to refine pills, but it is not so easy to use the channels developed by the Xuanshi Sect.

In addition, the channels opened up by the Xuanshi Sect are not only for collecting elixirs, but more for digging up buried corpses.

Qian Dai also said that his natal spirit corpse was dug out from the depths of the wilderness.

Since it concerns the lifeblood of the Xuanshi Sect, it is even more impossible to give it to him for use.

When the Xuanshi Sect was still the Shixian Sect, they dug up people's ancestral graves everywhere, but those people still had living descendants, so naturally this aroused public anger.

Now, everyone in the wasteland is dead, so there is no need to worry about revenge.

Even when there was no shortage of resources in the world of immortal cultivation, it was not considered slow for a Nascent Soul cultivator to advance to a small realm in one or two hundred years.

Shen Lian thought it was normal to spend several decades exploring the wilderness. Even if it took a hundred years, it would be worth it as long as he could get something big.

In this way, batches of photo stones were carried by the black-horned ants and scattered among the vast mountains, extending little by little into the depths of the wilderness.

The area to the south of the wasteland is a long and narrow area. The wasteland can be seen as the northernmost island in this long and narrow area, which just blocks the scattered and broken land in the rear area.

The widest part of this area from east to west is only tens of thousands of miles. It starts from the wasteland in the north and extends to a broken void in the south.

Looking through the vast miasma from outside the continent, you can see that the wasteland is the main area belt, and there are more than a dozen smaller narrow strips of land on both sides, which converge together to form the entire broken area.

…

It was the sixth year that Shen Lian settled down to explore the terrain.

As usual, Dahei returned with a small pile of image stones and gave them to Shen Lian for investigation.

"Master, I have checked all of these. Only the scenes inside these few have movement."

…

"finally found you."

Holding the photo stone in his hand, Shen Lian's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Inside the photo stone.

In a valley filled with resentment, a cloud of blood suddenly rose up. In the collision of miasma, blood and resentment, a figure holding a banner appeared.

On each of the two banners flying high in the sky, there was a child standing with his hands behind his back.

"Reincarnation begins."

"Daoyou, return to your position."

The two children spoke one sentence each, then flew up, waving two banners, and sucking the rolling resentment into the banners.

"Come to the banner quickly."

…

Although he didn't see the real people, Shen Lian had a deep memory of the two children.

"Where did you get this photo stone from?"

Dahei released a bit of demonic power, which gathered into a map.

Over the years, it and its descendants have not worked in vain. It has memorized most of the landforms in the area 60,000 miles south of the place where the master was in seclusion.

"It is right here. Outside this valley there is a mountain that looks like a bird. I named it Erwan Mountain."

Shen Lian took a look at the map and found that Erwan Mountain was 20,000 miles away from his cave.

He didn't dare to go any deeper at this distance.

In addition, Dahei's control has reached its limit. Going deeper is not a problem for the black-horned ants, but the danger is too great. It is too dangerous for a Jindan monster to go back and forth.

It’s not that Shen Lian hadn’t thought about using a teleportation array, but this weak space was too tempting. There was no difference between setting up a teleportation array and sending a clock.

In this area, Dahei and his tribe did harvest some spiritual herbs, but the oldest one was only one thousand five hundred years old.

In addition, Shen Lian also discovered that not all herbs contain cold and resentful energy.

"Master, I have checked the other image stones around, and this person has appeared in this one. I will contact the ants under my command and dig him out."

"Remember, be careful not to smash the owner's sign."

…

Among the mountains, on the peaks that undulated like sharp swords, caves were carved out, and a chirping sound came from the caves.

One after another, the ugly-looking rotten bone eagles, with their bodies as shriveled as bones and some scattered hair, came in and out.

Suddenly, in the largest cave on the top of the mountain, there was a commotion, feathers flew everywhere, and several rotten bone eagles were kicked out.

Erwan, with black and white fur and a strong fishy smell, rushed out of the cave with a whoosh and dived into a pool of water in the distance.

"It stinks, you'll poop your pants if you pay 20,000."

In the pool, seeing Erwan with dirt constantly coming out of his body, Dahei immediately burrowed back into the soil.

"What do you know? I'm hiding."

"The master has given the order, so let you... By the way, don't tell those stupid birds about this person's appearance, lest the news be exposed."

Dahei directly used his divine consciousness to outline the person who needed to be found, and then spoke a few words.

"I'm not that stupid."

Erwan flew out of the pool with a flutter, not caring about the mud on his body, and rushed directly into the cave on the top of the mountain.

Not long after, screams were heard in the densely packed cave, and one rotten bone eagle after another jumped out of the cave by Erwan.

"Everyone, go to work for me. Tell me what you see. Whoever finds the elixir will be rewarded handsomely."

…

Three months later.

In the wilderness, on the circular rock wall of a mountain that looked like a dead volcano, a crackling sound suddenly came from the sky. A cave several meters in size appeared before their eyes, and a rich fragrance filled the air.

"Burp... I'm so full!"

A lazy voice came from the cave, and then a pile of clean animal bones were thrown out.

"Only when you are full can you have the energy to work. This is a hard truth."

Inside the cave, Fanshan was sitting with his mage robe undone, several buttons of which were undone, revealing a light blue bellyband embroidered with rabbit patterns, and two dots could be seen.

She didn't care about these, but rubbed her belly with her hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

Boom! The next moment, the silver teeth opened, and the cherry mouth suddenly turned into a bloody mouth. The cauldron in front of it was lifted up with magic power, and the broth in the cauldron gulped into the mouth.

After drinking the soup, he wiped his lips with his sleeve.

"Work, work."

After groping in their long hair, they each pulled out a soul flag and walked out of the cave.

"I am a demon cultivator, but I have to change to a good person. There is nothing I can do."

When Fanshan entered the mountains, a chill first rose in the originally peaceful mountains, and then streams of gray air emerged and began to gather together.

When the color turned into inky black, a ferocious face emerged from the airflow and pounced towards her with bared fangs and claws.

Ding! Ding! Ding! The ferocious resentful souls pounced towards Fan Shan, but when they were just a hair's breadth away from his body, they were bounced away as if they had hit an invisible barrier.

Fanshan waved the banner and gathered together these ferocious and resentful souls.

"Why bother? Wouldn't it be better to just go and reincarnate?"

"You don't have to stay in the world of the living to die tragically. If you want revenge, you can also find another way, such as reincarnating as your enemy's son and killing him."

"If you don't feel relieved after killing a person, you can go and curse the God-Transforming Ancestor, and then you can destroy all nine clans."

"Come on, all of you, come inside the banner. If you have enough people, I can help you to be liberated."

…

After wandering in the wilderness for more than three months, Fanshan returned to his volcanic cave.

"I'm telling you two, after I'm done with this batch of souls, I'm going to go to Wu to have some fun for two days. If you two keep nagging, I'll strangle you to death and replace you with new ones."

After rummaging through the banners and pulling the two children out, she threatened them harshly.

It is not easy for her. She wants to leave the wilderness but cannot. Fortunately, there is a world of immortal cultivation in the north of the wilderness, where she can get some delicious food and avoid starving to death.

After entering the cave, he kicked the big cauldron aside and stomped on the ground twice.

With a "crack", a crack appeared in the cave and she fell into it.

The two banners emitted a dazzling dim light and suddenly pierced into a round bronze base below that resembled a yin-yang fish.

Around the bronze seat, there are several mummies sitting cross-legged. Even though they are lifeless, their bodies are still well preserved and their faces are lifelike.

"The world is filled with filth, and the spirits are filled with worry..."

Fan Shan sat down cross-legged, squinting his eyes and muttering. The space around him suddenly changed, and a vortex-shaped energy ball appeared above the bronze seat.

At the same time, the bronze seat also began to rotate, evolving into a state of yin and yang interweaving, with streams of black gas emanating from the soul flag.

…

When Fan Shan read the first sentence, Shen Lian, who had followed quietly, was shocked.

Isn’t this the Soul-Saving Sutra that he obtained before?

However, the second sentence that Fan Shan said was different. He made symbols with his hands, and there was a connection between the words and the symbols.

But overall, the content is about 30 to 40 percent similar to the Duling Sutra he had obtained before.

This is because someone has altered the Soul-Saving Sutra, turning what was supposed to be a secret method for liberating the souls of the dead into an evil method that squeezes out the last bit of value from the souls.

Tsk, such courage...

"Even the Sutra of Salvation has been tampered with by someone. This is amazing! The bottom line is really flexible!"

…

“Buzz!”

As Fan Shan recited the Du Ling Sutra more and more deeply, the rotating bronze seat evolved into a complete Yin-Yang fish state.

The soul shadow released from the banner had the black air on its body stripped away continuously and gathered at the anode side of the Yin-Yang fish, where it was burned into ashes. The soul, which had turned translucent, then passed through the cathode on the left and was drawn into the vortex formed above.

After passing through the vortex, only a wisp of soul smoke remained, floating between heaven and earth.

Fan Shan's salvation lasted for three months. During this period, she continued to recite the Sutra of Saving Souls. Her aura became weak and her skin and flesh became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'm starving!"

As he finished speaking, Fanshan pointed his shriveled finger into the air.

"Thunder is coming!"

"Kill this peeping maniac and make me some soup!"

(End of this chapter)