Infinite Hextech, I roam freely across the heavens.

Chapter 117 Memory Recall

It is said that Lu Zhenchuan has been trapped down there for several months, so a few more days won't make a difference. Besides, he and Lu Zhenchuan are not related, so how could he possibly trust him directly?

But if it were anything else, it wouldn't matter. Meng Li had already guessed that the owner of that wisp of divine power was most likely the so-called King of the Undead. If he could hunt the other party, he estimated that he could get one more chance to draw a prize.

Since it concerns Hextech, even though he knew there might be danger, he still planned to take the plunge. However, before going, he planned to develop his skills a bit more and try to master the Zhou Tian Secret Technique before going down, so that he would have a better chance of success.

Even if things really don't work out, he can rely on his trump card to run away, and then his trip to this world won't have been in vain.

After searching around the Zhongxian Temple again and confirming that he hadn't found anything else, he sent a message to Ye Tiannan and then casually found a hotel in a nearby city to stay in.

Only then did he have time to take stock of the harvest from the Immortal Cultivation Temple.

The most valuable thing was undoubtedly the Taoist ghost.

Not only did it bring Meng Li a powerful ghost technique, but it also possessed sentience, which Meng Li could use to verify what Lu Zhenchuan had said.

Of course, this is just the main part. The other rewards this time include the ghost artifacts from the return mission and the points obtained from the Awakened.

With just over 90,000 points, Meng Li didn't pay much attention to it. He was initially quite interested in the ghost artifact, but after studying it carefully, he threw it into his small world.

In short, it's a complete waste of money.

This thing is similar to an external benevolent soul, but it can be used without being controlled, and the cost of using it is relatively lower. However, its power is naturally pitifully low. Anyway, Meng Li has no interest in researching it.

Focus your mind on the major acupoints in your body.

Soon, he found the location of the Taoist ghost that was in the realm of illusion.

Bring your spirit closer to the other person.

Without any hindrance, memories quickly appeared in his mind like a movie.

"It's definitely different."

Meng Li had previously probed the memories of ordinary vengeful ghosts.

But soon, Meng Li discovered that their memories were not only fragmented, but the scenes were also quite monotonous.

In the present world, memories consist of constantly staying still or killing, while in the underworld, one wanders aimlessly on a dark earth, with no valuable information whatsoever.

But this Taoist's memories were different.

Although his memory is fragmented, it contains many valuable things.

Filter out all sorts of messy and useless memories.

Soon, when Meng Li opened her eyes again, a look of understanding flashed in her pupils.

After absorbing the other party's memories, he already knew more about the King of the Undead than Lu Zhenchuan had said.

Whether by coincidence or not, the Immortal Cultivation Temple is actually the culprit that led the King of the Undead to this world.

Just as Ye Tiannan said before, in this world, although the records of immortals and gods still exist, they have clearly become a legend.

Countless Taoist priests from major sects have tried to attain immortality but failed, let alone the abbot of the small Taoist temple, Zhongxian Temple, who was the predecessor of this Taoist ghost.

But the other party did have some luck.

He perused the scriptures in the temple and actually found a so-called path to immortality through corpse liberation.

There are five ranks of immortals: Heaven, Earth, Man, God, and Ghost.

And this so-called Corpse-Dissolving Immortal is the lowest-ranking ghost immortal.

But so what? An immortal is an immortal, no matter how worthless their status is, it's still there.

The ancient texts also clearly state that if one wants to become a Corpse Immortal, one can cultivate immortal techniques.

This is also the origin of the name "Zhongxian Temple".

Plant yourself and objects such as weapons, water, and fire in the soil. Between life and death, refine your spirit with weapons, water, and fire, and maintain your consciousness with yin energy. On the day of harvest, you will become an immortal.

However, for some unknown reason, all the scriptures in the temple concerning the cultivation of immortality were destroyed over a hundred years ago. These descriptions were left behind by accident, so the Taoist priest naturally could not find the secret manual.

But that's where their luck comes in.

Just as the other party was about to give up, he accidentally discovered a hidden compartment in the temple, where he found a book of the Immortal Cultivation Technique that had not been destroyed.

And so, the gears of fate began to turn.

My memories of what followed are incomplete.

All that is known is that the Taoist priest planted himself in the soil, and at first it went very smoothly. Then he felt himself being pulled into a cold and gloomy environment.

An extremely yin and evil aura appeared in the Immortal Cultivation Temple above his head. Although this aura only flashed by, the Taoist was only a mortal and could not withstand it. He fainted as soon as his consciousness went black.

Later, when the other party woke up, he realized that he was no longer human. The Taoist thought he had become an immortal, but when he tried to go out, he was greeted by raging flames.

He wanted to resist, but his Ghostly Immortal Cultivation Technique was a technique that transformed living souls into ghost slaves, and the place where he had been was desolate and quiet, without a trace of life.

There was nothing he could do but slowly use the Yellow Spring Qi to consume the talisman. Originally, this process would take hundreds of years, but for some reason, one day he suddenly felt himself in a region full of life.

What happened next was what Meng Li already knew: the other party lured the villagers into becoming ghost slaves to consume the talismans, which attracted the attention of the Ghost Control Bureau, and then he was suppressed.

In the Taoist's memory, he always believed that he had become an immortal.

But as an outsider, Meng Li knew that he probably died after that sinister aura appeared, and the desolate place he was dragged to was probably the Yellow Springs. And that sinister aura was almost certainly the so-called King of the Undead.

As Lu Zhenchuan had said, after he came to this world, he noticed that the place where the King of the Undead was staying seemed a bit strange. But at the time, time was of the essence, so he just threw a talisman over casually. Unexpectedly, it directly suppressed the Taoist priest for many years.

In fact, Meng Li discovered some unusual things in the Taoist's memories, but too much time had passed to investigate them thoroughly. However, the existence of the King of the Undead was enough.

He trusted his fists more than solving the mystery.

Discover the enemy, kill the enemy—the process is that simple. As for all sorts of conspiracies, schemes, and secrets behind them, his super brain has already provided the answer: use super power.

Meng Li's blood was already beginning to boil.

No matter what schemes Lu Zhenchuan may have, no matter how strong the King of the Undead is, he will defeat them all by his own strength!

In the time that followed, Meng Li seemed completely unaffected by the Yellow Springs Passage and the recovering Undead King.

Eat when you're hungry, sleep when you're tired.

If there are vengeful ghosts, then subdue them; if not, then study the various antiques that Ye Tiannan brought him.

It was only at this moment that Meng Li discovered that the fixed passage to the underworld actually had additional benefits for him.

It became easier for him to control vengeful spirits.

I don't know if it's the attraction of life force or the special nature of the passage.