The Lord of All Gods Who Covers the Sky

Chapter 140 Feng Lie
  "Brother Ji, are you going to collect Huangquan mud?" A ghost floated in front of Ji Hongjing, like white smoke, somewhat transparent, and he could vaguely identify a resolute man.

"If you have this plan, where is Brother Feng going?"

"Haha, I'm going to collect Huangquan mud too, why don't we go together?"

"it is good!"

Ji Hongjing and the man arrived at the south of the city together. The incomplete Holy Spirit floated behind them. There was a pond here. A large number of ghosts gathered around the pond, some of which were extremely powerful. However, the spirits were equivalent to monks from Sendai. They used their spiritual thoughts to collect the mud at the bottom of the pond. , but you can only get a handful of yellow soil every time.

The pool is as yellow as corpse water and extremely filthy. The physical body will corrode immediately if it falls into it. Although the soul can penetrate into it, it will be corroded and become chaotic over time.

Ji Hongjing found a place where no one was around, and put out his spiritual thoughts into the underworld water. He could clearly feel the erosion of the underworld water. Fortunately, when the purple gold lamp of the divine mark was illuminated, the soul was purified and the influence of the underworld water was eliminated.

After a while, Ji Hongjing's spiritual thoughts reached the bottom of the pool, wrapped the mud, and drew it out of the water. A handful of yellow mud fell into his hands.

The same is true for the incomplete Holy Spirit. He easily obtained a handful of yellow mud, but the ghost named Feng on the side was not so relaxed. A white mist penetrated from his body into the bottom of the pool. His whole soul body was a little unstable. When he collected a small handful of yellow mud, At that time, Ji Hongjing had been waiting for a long time.

"Brother Ji's soul is really powerful, I am ashamed of myself." The ghost named Feng finally pulled the yellow mud out of the Huangquan Pool. Seeing Ji Hongjing's face relaxed, he couldn't help but touch the non-existent sweat.

"Brother Feng, besides casting this city, does this Huangquan mud have any other uses?"

"Of course there is. This pool of yellow spring water flows from the Huangquan Lake of the Immortal Mountain. There is a crack at the bottom of the pool leading to the Immortal Mountain. The ghosts here are covered with yellow spring mud, which can resist the erosion of the yellow spring water. From the bottom of the pool Enter the Huangquan Lake of the Immortal Mountain, go ashore to collect Nether Grass in the Styx River on the side, and then return the same way."

"Brother Feng has been here for many years. Have you collected any Nether Grass?"

The white smoke-like man said awkwardly: "After hundreds of years, I haven't accumulated enough Huangquan mud to cover my whole body."

Ji Hongjing nodded and said: "If you want to live in the city, you have to pay yellow spring mud every month. Brother Feng is not strong in spirit. He doesn't collect much yellow mud every time, so it will be difficult to make a living."

He looked at the somewhat transparent man and said, "Is Brother Feng's remnant soul going to dissipate soon?"

There was sadness on the man's face and he said, "Yeah, I'll be alive in a few months, but I just don't know if I can save enough mud to go out before I die."

"When I went to attend the Feng Family Patriarch's birthday party, I overheard that Feng Lie, the little grandson of the Feng Family Patriarch, broke into the Immortal Mountain without authorization and never left. The remnant souls of people who died in the Immortal Mountain will come here. Brother Feng has seen him. ?"

The man was silent for a moment and asked, "Is the old man okay?"

Ji Hongjing nodded and said: "Fortunately, I got the Xihuang Sutra Sea Scroll some time ago. After exchanging scriptures with the Feng family, he was quite happy and smiled a lot at the birthday banquet."

"How much of the Feng Family Xihuang Sutra is still missing?"

"You can get it together just by sending the Sendai roll."

"Hey~" The white smoke-shaped man sighed longly and said lonelyly, "I am Feng Lie. I found a treasure map back then and speculated that there was the Xihuang Sutra in the Immortal Mountain. I broke into the Immortal Mountain despite dissuasion and died. In the restricted area, since I became a ghost, I know where the Xihuang Sutra is but I have no ability to get it. Now I just want to save enough Huangquan mud to go out and take a look at the outside world!"

"How did Brother Feng die?" "That treasure map pointed out that the Xihuang Sutra was in this small world. I jumped into the Yellow Spring Lake with the sacred weapon for protection. I didn't expect that the water from the Yellow Spring could even pollute the sacred vessel. My physical body was corroded by the underworld water, and only a small part of my soul escaped into this world."

Feng Lie paused and asked, "How did Brother Ji die?"

"Since Brother Feng knows that the Xihuang Sutra is in this world, why do you say that you don't have the ability to get it?" Ji Hongjing did not answer and continued to ask.

"Brother Ji, come with me."

Feng Lie pulled Ji Hongjing and left, and the incomplete Holy Spirit followed him until he left the City of the Dead and walked deep into the yellow sand.

"When I first arrived in this world, it was not like this. At that time, there were a lot of vegetation here, and there were also a lot of netherworld grasses. This world was full of wandering souls. Not all of them lived in the City of the Dead, and there was no need to take the risk of becoming immortal. Collect herbs in the mountains." In the rolling yellow sand, Feng Lie's spirit body was a little unstable, and his spiritual thoughts were a little intermittent.

"Relying on the Netherworld Grass I found by chance, I stabilized the remnant soul, and found the stone tablet left by my ancestors here, which recorded the secrets of the Xihuang Sutra." Feng Lie paused and cursed, "But I haven't had time yet. After enlightenment, a female demon bumped over and broke a stone tablet next to the Xihuang Sutra. A crack was exposed behind the stone tablet, as if a crack in the sky had opened, creating a strong suction. If I hadn't escaped Quick, all the souls will be sucked into the crack!"

"Since then, the aura of this world has been getting lower and lower. All the vegetation has died, the netherworld grass has become extinct, and the whole world has turned into yellow sand. Fortunately, the city lord of the City of the Dead discovered that the underworld mud can preserve some aura, and summoned the wandering souls to collect it. The city was built from the mud of Huangquan, which saved the lives of the wandering souls in this world!"

While talking, Feng Lie took them to a canyon. The yellow wind roared in the canyon, like a whirlpool, swallowing everything.

"Brother Ji, this was not a canyon before. It was the suction generated by the crack that sucked away the Netherworld Mountain here to form a canyon. The Xihuang Sutra is at the other end of the canyon."

Ji Hongjing walked to the front, felt the suction, and said: "Brother Feng, the suction is not very strong, it is not irresistible!"

"I don't know what I know. The city lord of the City of the Undead didn't go to the canyon to explore the reasons for the changes in the world. The suction force is getting stronger the deeper you go in. The soul has no physical protection, and the power of the soul will be sucked away one by one. The city lord is super powerful. But it’s just a soul body, and after walking most of the journey, it has to return.”

Ji Hongjing was silent and asked: "Then why did you bring me here?"

"Hehe..." Feng Lie said with a smile, "In the past few days that I have known my brother, I haven't seen him walking through the wall, so I guess that I am not a new ghost. I am so good at it that I am able to get here alive!"

Ji Hongjing shook his head with a smile. How could he have gotten here by himself? All of this was just a coincidence!
  "Brother Feng, tell me straight, what do you want me to do?"

"Brother, you have physical protection and can reach the other end of the canyon. I would like to ask you to help me bring the Xihuang Sutra back to the Feng family!"

Ji Hongjing agreed. The only Xihuang Sutra in his hand was the Wheel and Sea Scroll. If it could be completed, the Taoist world would surely reach a higher level.

"My aggrieved brother, please stay in my magic weapon first."

Feng Lie was put into the eternal blue gold lamp and marveled: "Brother, I can actually find such a large piece of fairy gold!"

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he pointed angrily at the remnant soul sleeping under the wick of the magic lamp, and shouted: "The devil!"

"Ok?"

The little figure under the wick is only one inch long, and it is impossible to distinguish between male and female. She wears a smaller skull on her head, leaning on the fairy gold wick and sleeping, breathing in and out the breath of the great road, mysterious and unpredictable!
  (End of this chapter)