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Chapter 211 Treasure Hunt in the Mass Grave, Completion of Immortal Techniques

At the bottom of the Netherworld Spring, the mud and sand are turbid and become thicker the deeper you go.

After penetrating about ten feet, Yu Que's divine sense was also restricted, and he could only see about ten feet around him.

He could already sense a chilling aura emanating from the surroundings.

If it weren't for the protection of his natal sword embryo, whether his yin spirit came here alone or his physical body came here, he would have faced considerable losses.

Especially as you continue downwards, the environment at the bottom of the Netherworld becomes increasingly treacherous.

Before long, Yu Que's divine sense was even suppressed to within three inches of his body.

In such an environment, if his spirit or physical body is exposed, it will no longer be a so-called "tempering" process, but will directly result in serious injury. If he cannot escape in time, he may even be worn down to death.

clank!

Fortunately, Yu Que's White Ridge Sword is of superior quality in both its forging techniques and materials, second only to a sixth-grade magic weapon.

Moreover, within this sword lies the immortal seed bestowed by the Nine Dragons Immortal.

Therefore, even though there is still so-called evil energy in the mass grave at the bottom of Mopan Peak, Yu Que doesn't need to worry about his life.

Even so, Yu Que was still secretly relieved:
"Fortunately, I haven't acted rashly in the past few years. Only after I reached the seventh rank did I ride the sword embryo to investigate."

He also recalled what the Taoist Su Wu had told him back then.

Although the Taoist priest mentioned the dangers of the mass grave, his main point was to tell Yu Que that the evil energy in the grave was exhausted and unusable, and that the mass grave was almost abandoned.

To an ordinary person, this statement would be tantamount to saying that the pit is not very dangerous.

Now it seems that Su Wu Dao Ren said very little, making Yu Que quite suspicious that the Dao Ren was deliberately concealing these things.

"It seems this place is not only dangerous, but also extremely dangerous!"

Yu Que felt a slight chill.

He immediately took up his flying sword and descended with extreme caution.

Finally, when he had no idea how many feet he had descended, the obstruction around the sword suddenly disappeared.

A sound of water rang out to the left and right of Yu Que. With a splash, the White Ridge Sword broke free from the mud and sand and entered a dark river or lake.

But at the same time, a chill that seeped into one's very soul immediately spread from all around.

Yu Que's thoughts froze in an instant.

Fortunately, the chill only delayed Yu Que's Yin spirit for a moment. Immediately, a burst of crow fire rose from the White Ridge Sword, driving away the chill that rushed in from all directions.

Yu Que looked around and found himself in a very large underwater cave.

The water was dark and occasionally flickered with a ghastly green light. The surrounding area was filled with an extremely dense yin energy, making it the coldest and most gloomy place he had ever seen in his life.

Looking down further, with the help of the faint light, he discovered broken and rusty weapons, as well as broken parts of vehicles and horses.

Just as the people in the Dao Palace had said, the mass grave on Mopan Peak was indeed an ancient military pit.

However, Yu Que was still surprised when he saw this scene with his own eyes.

According to the records in the Taoist temple, the mass grave at Mopan Peak has a history of thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

If we add the fact that this place was formed even earlier, its history should be even longer.

As a result, after such a long period of time, remnants of weapons and chariots could still be found at the bottom of the pit.

Yu Que's eyes flashed immediately: "Could it be that these weapons are made of top-quality materials from ancient times?"

He immediately focused his mind, wielding the White Ridge Sword, and moved through the cave like a fish.

After cautiously probing several times and finding no danger in his surroundings, Yu Que boldly swam towards the weapons.

To his disappointment, according to his divine sense, although the materials of these weapons were exceptional, they were not ordinary iron or copper, and there were also traces of immortal techniques used in their forging.

However, their materials are not particularly unusual.

The weapons found in the mass grave have been preserved to this day, which is likely related to the environment inside the cave.

"That's true. Long before I came, countless predecessors from the Dao Palace had visited this place."

If there were any extraordinary treasures here, they should have been taken long ago, especially these relics of the ancients.

He pondered, his gaze shifting to the broken weapons and the mutilated corpses to his left and right.

The appearance of these corpses is also surprising. They are not in the shape of skeletons, but rather the flesh has shriveled up and adhered to the surface of the skeleton, making them more like mummies.

But the fact that the mummified body existed underwater is quite surprising in itself.

Yu Que stepped forward and carefully examined the ancient remains with his divine sense. He discovered that the internal organs were still intact, but they looked like they had shrunk into raisins.

Upon closer inspection, he also discovered that the clothes on the mummies were still intact, with only the color of the cloth faded and no major damage.

This amazed him:
"Such a cold and gloomy place, isn't it the superior Taiyin Refining Form Place that the Nine Dragon Immortal pointed out?"

If those evil spirits were to discover this place, they would surely consider it a treasure trove.

As he muttered to himself, Yu Que raised an eyebrow.

He realized that although he was not a member of the Yin and evil immortals, he mainly cultivated the lineage of the King of Hell, so this place was a treasure for him.

In particular, if one day he could comprehend some of the true meaning of the Taiyin Refining Form, wouldn't he be able to make use of this place?

In addition, he also has the little black gourd in his possession...

“Excellent! Just as I expected, even though this place is devoid of all evil energy and only contains ghostly and malevolent energy, it is still a treasure land for me.”

Yu Que was full of energy. He immediately urged the White Ridge Sword to patrol the mass grave even more diligently.

More than an hour later.

He carefully circled the mass grave and found that the core area of ​​the grave was about a thousand feet in diameter. Beyond that thousand feet, although it was also filled with yin and cold energy, the concentration decreased layer by layer.

Furthermore, he discovered the methods of the immortals at the edge of a thousand-foot radius.

The presence of boundary markers and protective formations suggests that the Huangshan Taoist Temple set up an array here to gather the yin energy from the mass grave.

Further out, the surrounding area stretches for thousands of feet, and is filled with smooth, tough stone walls, seamlessly connected to Millstone Peak, as if a pit had been carved out of the mountain by human hands.

However, Yu Que discovered cracks in the stone walls of the pit, many of which were large enough to enter. Moreover, the water flow at the entrance of the pit was rapid, and the end of the cracks likely led to a water vein outside, which was a flowing water source.

"It is likely that people from the Dao Palace crawled through these cracks and discovered this mass grave."

"The Netherworld was discovered after the mass grave was found."

Yu Que pondered to himself.

However, whatever the reason, it has nothing to do with him anymore.

In any case, every spring and pit in Millstone Peak now belonged to him, so he could enjoy the legacy left by his predecessors. After surveying the area, Yu Que had roughly planned the use of this place in his mind.

Since this place was an ancient troop-settling pit, filled with yin and cold energy, he used it as his own troop-hiding pit.

All the refined ghost soldiers can be stored here in the future, allowing them to attract yin energy and increase their strength.

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If enemies come, the ghost soldiers can emerge from the Netherworld Spring or emerge from all four sides of the Millstone Peak through the cracks to surround and kill the thieves.

Yu Que pondered, "It's just that coming from the Netherworld to this place is quite difficult."

Most ordinary ghost soldiers would have their souls scattered halfway into the cave, so we need to find a way to allow them to move freely up and down.

After thinking about it for a few moments, he put the idea aside.

This is not a simple matter to resolve. It may require setting up a large array or even carving a fissure from the mountaintop directly to the mass grave. Neither of these can be accomplished in a short time.

Yu Que composed himself, looking down at the mass grave. Although he was satisfied, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Although this place is a treasure land, it is devoid of any treasures. Not to mention any malevolent energy, there isn't even a single ancient remnant soul. It truly falls short of my expectations."

The thought of leaving arose in his mind.

Yu Que rode the White Ridge Sword and immediately flew to the rift that led directly to the Netherworld.

However, before leaving, he mustered his courage.

His spirit flickered and suddenly leaped out of the White Ridge Sword, appearing naked in the mass grave.

It's chilly! It's freezing!

A chilling sensation swept over him from all around, freezing his mind once again, and he didn't regain his senses for a full three breaths.

Even the crow fire within his Yin spirit was suppressed for a moment and couldn't react.

Fortunately, although the yin energy and cold energy were heavy, they did not evolve into malevolent energy. For Yu Que's seventh-grade yin spirit, they were merely a test and not enough to harm him.

After Yu Que's Yin spirit shuddered violently several times, he came to his senses and wandered around. He even felt that he could absorb the Yin energy of this place to strengthen his own Yin spirit.

Anyway, Yin spirits are similar to "ghosts," and ghosts can absorb Yin energy, so why can't he?

However, Yu Que forcibly suppressed the impulse within the Yin God's body.

He is a celestial being, and he cultivates the path of immortality, not the path of ghosts.

If one desires longevity and immortality, the only things that the yin spirits of immortals can absorb, besides spiritual energy, are the incense and yin energy brought by household gods.

Other than these two types of energy, immortals can at most use them for casting spells, but they must never incorporate them into their bodies.

"In the future, we can find some cold and yin magic techniques. I believe that cultivating here will be twice as effective with half the effort."

Yu Que thought to himself.

He carefully sensed the environment of the mass grave. Just as he was thinking of retracting the White Ridge Sword and returning to the summit, another unexpected event occurred, preventing him from returning!

This change was not due to anything unusual happening in the mass grave, but rather to something unusual happening to the remaining Yin spirits.

Upon seeing this, Yu Que felt a pang of anxiety and immediately summoned his family's ancestral temple to protect the spirits and suppress the calamity.

As a result, after his ancestral temple was unearthed in the mass grave, the strangeness about him became even more obvious. Or more accurately, the source of the strangeness was in his ancestral temple.

Buzz!
One by one, the size of an infant's fist, spiritual runes floated up in the remaining ancestral temple, trying to break out of it.

These spiritual texts are part of the original text of "Taiyin Refining Form" that he obtained from the Nine Dragon Waterfall Immortal Garden. They are all ancient secret texts.

Faced with the restlessness of the spiritual runes, Yu Que hesitated for a while. After struggling with the decision, he chose to give in to the impulse of these spiritual runes and immediately opened the ancestral temple to let them rush out.

Anyway, he was already wary of these spiritual inscriptions when he was in that underground tomb, and now that they are leaving his ancestral temple on their own initiative, he couldn't be happier.

With a buzzing sound, the spirits emerged from the ancestral temple and fell into the dense, chilling aura of the mass grave. They trembled violently and underwent various changes, their characters twisting and writhing like snakes and worms.

At the same time, the underground yin energy began to boil, surging towards these spiritual inscriptions in waves.

The Yin energy surged rapidly, forming an undercurrent that startled Yu Que, who quickly burrowed into the White Ridge Sword.

That's how he managed to stay upright and avoid being overwhelmed.

After successfully returning to the White Ridge Sword, Yu Que belatedly realized: "Sure enough, it was those ancient secret texts that were causing the trouble and preventing me from returning to the sword embryo."

Now that the secret texts were no longer in his Yin spirit and he was protected by the White Ridge Sword, Yu Que calmed his mind and was not in a hurry. He was happy to see what kind of changes these secret texts would bring.

As a result, he waited patiently there for eight or nine hours in a row, but the secret texts continued to exhale the yin energy from the mass grave, as if there was no end in sight.

With no other option, Yu Que, worried about his physical body at the summit, had to pilot his flying sword back to the cave on the mountain.

After checking his physical body and confirming that there was nothing wrong with it or the millstone peak, he rested for a while, then quickly rode his flying sword and hurriedly plunged into the mass grave.

This went on for seven days and seven nights.

When Yu Que went down into the pit again, the scene in the mass grave changed dramatically.

The originally dense and turbulent Yin energy has decreased significantly, to less than three-tenths of its original concentration. The Yin energy has also become strangely gentle, and even when Yu Que came, it no longer surrounded him.

This scene made Yu Que's heart tighten, fearing that those secret texts would destroy his Millstone Peak spiritual veins.

Fortunately, after using his divine sense to check, he found that only the concentration of yin energy in the area had decreased, and the spiritual energy in the mountains had not decreased as a result.

The entire Mopan Peak remains situated on the Huangshan spiritual vein, and its spiritual energy channels remain unaffected.

Yu Que breathed a sigh of relief. He then raised his eyes and stared intently at the secret inscriptions that were like stars imprinted on the top of the mass grave.

Compared to his ancestral temple, these secret texts had absorbed a great deal of yin energy, each one becoming as large as a bushel, shining brightly and illuminating even the bottom of the deep pit.

As for the remains of the surviving soldiers within a thousand-foot radius, their bones and muscles were clearly visible.

What surprised Yu Que even more was that when he counted carefully, he found that the number of secret texts on the top of the pit was twice as many as he had obtained before.

"Could it be that this immortal technique can replenish itself by absorbing yin energy?"

Yu Que's heart stirred.

He had long heard that in order to pass on their lineage, the ancients had studied many methods of transmission, going to great lengths to prevent their lineage from being lost in the long river of history.

The ability of these incantation characters to split and complement each other is a situation frequently mentioned in storybooks.

At an even higher level, there are various miraculous methods such as transmitting all laws with a single word, transmitting all laws with a single thought, and transmitting from the past to the future.

There are even those who, in the past, would transform their divine thoughts into a soul to serve as a personal teacher for their descendants.

Yu Que's mind was in turmoil.

He immediately sat cross-legged beneath the dense array of secret texts, releasing his divine sense to make contact with them...

(End of this chapter)