The Taoist temple was in a state of disrepair, with half of the wooden door collapsed and weeds growing inside. The bluestone steps in my memory were buried in the soil, with only a little exposed. It was half buried in the soil and vegetation, returning to nature with the change of seasons.
Li Yi moved his gaze slightly to the right and saw a pit. All the weeds around the pit were dead, and a dark trail extended into the Taoist temple.
As far as I can remember, that should be the grave of a Taoist priest. A dozen years ago, some people would come here to pay homage, but as the older generation gradually aged, the Taoist priest who cured countless people also disappeared.
Li Yi stepped onto the bluestone steps that were half covered with mud, and gently pushed open the half-rotten wooden door. The Taoist temple, which had been sealed for more than a decade, welcomed its first living person.
Weeds were growing out of the cracks in the rocks, a few bats were hanging on the beams, and on the table where the Three Pure Ones were enshrined there was excrement of various animals, and a figure was sitting cross-legged there.
His skin was pale, his eye sockets were sunken, his fingers were like hooks, and his teeth were exposed outside his lips like sharp blades. Within three feet of him, all the grass and trees withered, and a cold breath hit him in the face.
Yin corpses gather evil energy and are things that heaven hates.
In modern terms, they are zombies, but they don't jump around, and they're not afraid of sticky rice, black dog blood, etc. They are extremely powerful, strong and insensitive to pain, and the corpse poison in their bodies is also the best poison in the same realm. A drop of blood from a corpse king in the Nascent Soul stage can pollute an area of more than ten miles.
It is a relatively difficult evil to deal with. Ghosts and the like can be scared away by any strong man. But the infernal corpses can easily cause panic even if they kill ordinary mortals such as chickens, and they are contagious.
However, it is difficult for ordinary Yin corpses to reach the level of Jindan. A corpse without a soul and without cultivation methods will not be able to reach the level of Jindan unless there is a great opportunity. Of course, there are also cultivators who "change their ways" and turn themselves into Yin corpses in order to prolong their lifespan.
Li Changsheng also studied it out of curiosity, but later he was disappointed to find that the method of training himself into a Yin corpse was not as good as burying himself under the Wangchuan River. It is true that refining the body into a Yin corpse can prolong life, but the following years need to face the filth brought by the Yin corpse all the time. Not many people can stay awake for a thousand years in this state.
When he lost his mind he was already dead, and only his corpse survived.
If the old creatures under the River Lethe spend their long years sleeping, then the corpses of the Infernape are lying on charcoal and being roasted.
He once conducted an experiment on a corpse king in the Nascent Soul stage. Assuming that the corpse king did not use special methods to put himself into a deep sleep, the corpse king in the Nascent Soul stage could only stay awake for 10 consecutive years.
"Is the current environment sufficient for the birth of Inferi?"
Li Yi looked at the corpse in front of him. Ever since the strange phenomenon in the Bodhi Realm, the concentration of spiritual energy in this world has indeed increased a lot, and it is still slowly increasing until now.
Take myself for example. In the past, he could only maintain the foundation-building stage at most by sitting at home and absorbing spiritual energy within a radius of dozens of miles. Now he has reached the peak of the foundation-building stage. If he expands the scope and intensity of absorption, he can reach the golden elixir stage.
This is very important for ordinary monks, at least they can replenish a small amount of mana from the environment.
The increase in the concentration of spiritual energy is not all good. For one thing, the things in the Demonic Abyss of the previous life may also be reincarnated, and monsters and ghosts may be born naturally. This is a huge challenge for Shenzhou, which maintains a delicate balance.
Li Yi released a breath of air, and the corpse in front of him trembled slightly. It suddenly opened its eyes with a pair of red eyes full of bloodshot. In an instant, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and countless hands emerged from the ground.
The temperature around suddenly dropped, and a layer of frost began to appear on the ground.
Illusion? There was also a hint of the breath of the River of Oblivion.
Li Yi was slightly surprised. Yin corpses usually rely on their strong bodies, and very few of them are born with some special abilities. The one in front of him was obviously one of the few, but the aura contained in it made Li Yi suspect that it might be caused by the abnormal environment of the world.
They are freed from shackles because they are no longer bound by the Way of Heaven, and the Yin corpses may have gained some benefits from this.
For example, the Yin corpse in front of him, even if a foundation-building cultivator looked into its eyes, he would probably be fixed in place. If left alone for a while, Han Shui would probably be eaten up by it.
It won't be the first, nor the last.
But it's all the same to Li Yi, whether it's the Bodhi Realm or the Demon Abyss, no matter how glorious and powerful you were in your previous life, you will be defeated by him.
Li Changsheng was able to defeat them in the past, and now that he has lived for more than 5,000 years, he can naturally defeat his former self. His only enemy is himself.
And it just so happens that I am always stronger than I used to be.
The corpse suddenly opened its mouth, and the dry skin on its face instantly cracked, revealing its pale teeth. Following the corpse's instinctive desire for living things, it pounced forward with all its might.
As it flew forward, the shadow behind it surged like a wave.
A foul smell hit him in the face. Li Yi's expression remained calm, he didn't even lift his eyelids, and he raised his right hand and reached forward.
"Master, it's time to rest in peace."
The palms were white and slender, lightning flashed at the fingertips, and Zhuxie retreated.
There was a faint sound of thunder, and all the filth, coldness, and ominousness were turned into dust. The corpses of the Inferi turned into tiny particles like sand hit by the waves, and the other illusions also disappeared.
Thunder is the most yang thing in the world. When facing these evil things, Xiao Wu Lei Zheng Fa is more effective than a monk's Buddha statue.
Everything returned to calm. The Taoist temple had not suffered any damage and was no longer as gloomy as before.
Li Yi exhaled, and a breeze blew up the white ash on the ground and sent it back to the cave outside the Taoist temple. The soil healed on its own, and the only traces left were the withered grass and trees around it.
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