Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 605 Opening Up Trade Routes. (Second Update!)

Yin Congyi was taken aback and immediately asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Yan Bingyi quickly steadied her breathing and said, "It's nothing, just an old injury flaring up..."

"Light my three sticks of bone incense; I need to suppress my injuries."

Yin Congyi did not hesitate and immediately did as instructed.

He quickly took out the black pottery incense burner from his storage bag, took out three black bone incense sticks that were only half-cut, inserted them into the incense burner, and lit them immediately.

The incense sticks emitted large plumes of smoke, and at the same time, a very strong incense aroma filled the air.

The smoke drifted into the air, gathering into a graceful and slender silhouette with flowing sleeves—it was Yan Bingyi.

Of course, this outline is still only half complete; below the waist, it's all ethereal smoke and clouds.

After Yan Bingyi appeared, she didn't hesitate for a moment. With a flick of her sleeve, she instantly set up a sound-isolating array around them. As soon as the array was formed, large plumes of mist rose up from within, blocking outside sight and spying.

In the blink of an eye, the fog swallowed Yan Bingyi's figure. From the outside, all that could be seen inside the formation was the misty fog, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Only then did her voice emerge from within the formation, ringing in Yin Congyi's ears: "I need some time to heal your wounds."

"You can just do your own thing."

After the words were spoken, the formation fell into a deathly silence, without the slightest movement.

Yin Congyi quickly bowed and said, "Yes, Master."

After thinking for a moment, he immediately took out a specially made communication talisman, activated it, and said into it, "Fellow Daoist Huangfu, the opportunity in the high-level cultivator's tomb is fake!"

"That was all a conspiracy by Zheng Que, a candidate from Qingrao Prefecture in Tuzhou..."

Just as Yin Congyi was informing his comrades one by one and exposing Zheng Que's conspiracy, inside the formation, Yan Bingyi had her eyes closed, her brows furrowed, and she was breathing heavily.

"Um...uh..."

The unbearable sounds were all blocked by the formation, and not a single sound escaped.

Panting, Yan Bingyi said with immense embarrassment and anger, "You, you stop!"

"I...I already taught you five techniques last time, what more do you want...ah..."

"Um……"

Yan Bingyi was interrupted by her own sudden scream before she could finish her angry rebuke.

At this moment, a familiar voice entered her ears: "Senior Yan, please don't be angry. I only came to ask you a few questions."

"May I ask, senior and Yin Congyi, are you still at the foot of that hillside with the opportunity of a high-level cultivator's tomb?"

This is Zheng Que's voice!
Yan Bingyi bit her lip hard, trying to steady her breathing, and then said angrily, "I'm letting my disciple leave!"

"This time, I didn't know which hillside you were on... Huff... You, you need to stop right now..."

That Zheng Que is truly a beast!
The other party, having failed to gain any advantage over her disciple Yin Congyi, immediately came to retaliate against her master!

If it weren't for the "law" tied to her wrist, she would have already used her abilities to eliminate the [Demon Soul Substitute Puppet] along with its original body when she was down that hillside!
Unfortunately, it was she herself who was initiating that "law" at the time.

Now, whenever she makes a move against Zheng Que, she is immediately blocked by the power she once possessed.

The reason I hastily ordered Yin Congyi to retreat was actually to secretly attack Zheng Que, but I ended up being attacked by my own power.

Otherwise, the mere Shadow Play of the Iron Tree Prison would be no match for her.

As his thoughts raced, Zheng Que's voice came again: "Then, the second question, has Yin Congyi cultivated any methods specifically to counter the five techniques of that junior?"

Yan Bingyi felt a chill run down her spine, sensing the overwhelming sense of unease. She took several deep breaths to regain her composure and quickly replied, "No, nothing..."

Snapped!
"what……"

Yan Bingyi cried out in surprise, her breathing becoming rapid. At the same time, Zheng Que's cold voice entered her ears again: "Hmph! Yin Congyi's cultivation is clearly not as high as this junior's, and he knows that this junior has the help of [Evil Shadow Play], yet he still dares to face the challenge head-on without the slightest fear."

"He must have some trump card that the younger generation doesn't know about."

"Say it!"

"If you don't talk, I'll beat you until you confess!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Bingyi was struck several more times. Her whole body convulsed as if she had been electrocuted, her eyes rolled upwards involuntarily, and her tongue lolled out.

For a moment, she almost stopped thinking altogether, and surprisingly, she wasn't so resistant to Zheng Que's "laws" anymore.

But after only a dozen or so breaths, Yan Bingyi snapped back to reality. Gasping for breath, she quickly replied, "Slow down, slow down..."

"I, I say..."

"I did teach my disciple some techniques, but... sigh... but the laws of the world are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, complementing and reinforcing each other..."

"As long as you are proficient enough in your own magic, there is no such thing as absolute restraint or non-restraint..."

"You, your Heart-to-Heart... [Heart-to-Heart Ghost Hand]... was executed very crudely..."

"This technique actually has even more ingenious uses..."

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Bloodstained Tongguan Pass.

deep.

The blood mist was so thick and viscous that it dyed the clouds high in the sky a ghastly crimson.

The enormous bone hand hurried through the clouds and mist, fleeing into a thick cloud of blood in one breath. Only after confirming that the high-level cultivator had not pursued it did it slowly come to a stop.

【Shadow Play】Looking around, although he didn't find any danger, he was still still shaken.

so close!

I wonder if Zheng Que is dead or not?

If I die, and that lord in the underworld blames me, I'll be in big trouble.

wrong!

Zheng Que's true form is being managed by the "Ghost Bride" and the "Painted Skin." If something goes wrong, that lord should be holding those two female ghosts accountable!
As for myself...

Ok……

I am not running away; I have come to the depths of Xue Tong Pass to open up a trade route for Zheng Que.

Thinking this, [Shadow Play] immediately fled in one direction.

Soon, it arrived at a valley. The valley was dark red in color, sparsely covered with vegetation, and most of the area was covered with red and black rocks, just like a pool of blood that had dried up.

The blood mist is exceptionally dense here, and the malevolent energy within it is particularly violent.

On a narrow, red rock in the valley, a bizarre-looking ghostly creature was coiled up. It seemed to be pieced together from thousands of insects, with colorful limbs all over its body. It would open and close in all directions from time to time, and a layer of brightly colored poisonous miasma lingered on its body, exuding the aura of the [Iron Tree Prison].

Sensing the approach of the Shadow Play, the ghost immediately raised its head and emitted a series of hoarse, strange syllables.

This is ghost language, which ordinary cultivators cannot understand.

[Shadow Play] descended slowly, its seven bony fingers gesturing as if plucking a flower, and replied without hesitation: "I know of an opportunity involving a high-level ghost."

"If you hand over the Blood-Patterned Iron Ore stored in this valley, the [Shadow Spider Demon Lotus] a hundred miles to the southwest, and the Nightmare Heart Spring a hundred miles to the northeast... I am willing to share this opportunity."

"But this is a matter of great importance, and neither you nor I are qualified to get involved. We need to summon all the ghosts you know..."

(End of this chapter)