Chapter 149 Can You Answer My Question Now? (Subscribe)

Coming out of the Mountain and River Map, it was already high in the sky.

Yang Ling stood in the courtyard, his eyes as sharp as torches.

Those incomplete memory fragments confirmed that the Hongmeng Purple Qi did exist and had indeed fallen into the hands of the Red Cloud Ancestor.

From the last memory of the Red Cloud Ancestor, it can be judged that the Hongmeng Purple Qi was either destroyed in his self-destruction of his soul or hidden in the jade bottle.

Legend has it that the Hongmeng Purple Qi was formed from fragments of the laws of heaven, and is one of the most mysterious and fundamental forces in the prehistoric world.

This kind of existence is unlikely to be destroyed, so it is very likely to be hidden in the jade bottle.

Yang Ling guessed that the Red Cloud Ancestor might have seen that he was doomed, but did not want the Hongmeng Purple Qi to fall into the hands of the two murderers, so he hid the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the jade bottle and secretly threw it into the dark red river.

That dark world is likely to be the legendary Netherworld, and the dark red river that flows endlessly is most likely the Wangchuan River!

Yang Ling had not been to the Netherworld.

He had only heard that the Netherworld had eighteen levels, each of which was a vast and boundless world, just like the Thirty-three Heavens.

However, the Thirty-three Heavens were magnificent, filled with fairy spirits, and attracted countless mortals to yearn for the land of immortals.

The Netherworld was a terrifying hell that people could not avoid.

Yang Ling was naturally not as secretive about the Netherworld as ordinary people, but he was also secretly worried.

What worried him most now was that the jade bottle had fallen into the Wangchuan River for so long, and he was afraid that it had been washed away by the river!

In that case, if he wanted to find the jade bottle, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack!

But no matter what, he was still prepared to go to the Netherworld to take a look in person, otherwise his thoughts would be difficult to understand.

He gathered his mind, extended his divine thoughts to scan the surroundings, and then moved his body, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards a huge mansion in the south of the city.

In the mansion, Jiang Ziya was sitting at a huge desk, which was piled with various account books and documents, and was filled with pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

His brows were furrowed, and he was buried in the complicated accounts, checking them stroke by stroke, looking extremely anxious.

Seeing Yang Ling coming in, Jiang Ziya quickly stood up, his brows slightly relaxed, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Brother, are you out of retreat?"

Yang Ling nodded slightly.

He knew that recently, all the businesses in various places were conducting annual accounting, and many accounts were summarized by Qingji to the head office in Chaoge, and the head office would check them.

In the past, Yang Ling was too lazy to take care of these things, and he left them all to his subordinates, which led to many cases of embezzlement and false reporting.

After hearing this, Jiang Ziya volunteered to take over the matter, personally controlling the accounts of businesses in various places, and carefully checking each one to ensure that there were no mistakes.

It also really let him catch a lot of money-embezzling parasites.

Yang Ling has great confidence in his ability. After all, he may be a person who can govern the country. Isn't it more than enough to manage a large business?

"Junior brother Zi Ya, I came here today to tell you something."

Yang Ling looked at Jiang Ziya and said seriously: "I may be away for a while. There is something I need to deal with personally.

During my absence, I hope you can help me take care of the clinics and charity halls in various places."

Jiang Ziya frowned slightly when he heard it, but soon smiled: "Brother, go and do what you want. Don't worry about the business, clinics, and charity halls.

With me here, everything will be in order."

"Then I'll leave it to Junior brother Zi Ya."

Yang Ling put three bottles and a jar on the table.

The first three bottles were filled with bone strengthening pills, marrow washing liquid, and spirit gathering powder.

These were all taken out of the colorful blind box by him before. Their main functions are to cleanse the tendons and marrow, improve the strength and aptitude of the body, and also to gather spiritual energy and improve the efficiency of cultivation.

Now this kind of elixir has no effect on him, so he saves them for the children to use.

This time he took out some of them to see if he could help Jiang Ziya improve his aptitude so that he could have the opportunity to cultivate to immortality in the future.

The remaining jar contained a piece of enlightenment tea, which can help practitioners comprehend the great way.

When Jiang Ziya learned that all these things were for him, he was immediately excited.

Marrow washing liquid, bone strengthening pills, and spirit gathering powder are fine. He had seen similar elixirs when he was in Kunlun.

But a treasure like enlightenment tea is a rare treasure among rare treasures!

Especially when he heard Yang Ling say that there were only forty-nine pieces of enlightenment tea in total, and each leaf had a unique Tao rhyme, he was even more shocked.

"Brother, how dare Ziya accept such a valuable item?"

Jiang Ziya felt a little uneasy.

He was very self-aware. It was a waste to give him such a treasure as Enlightenment Tea.

Yang Ling waved his hand and smiled slightly: "Junior Brother Ziya, you don't have to be so polite. These pills are my salary to you.

The mortal world is not as full of spiritual energy as the blessed land, so if you want to practice in the mortal world, pills are indispensable.

As for the Enlightenment Tea...you can put it away first and use it when you break through the barrier in the future.

In the eyes of others, Junior Brother Ziya, you may not have good qualifications, but I always believe in the saying that great things come late. As long as you persist in practicing, you will achieve something in the future."

Jiang Ziya felt warm in his heart when he heard this.

Yang Ling gave him not only elixirs and enlightenment tea, but also a trust and affirmation of him.

Jiang Ziya's eyes flashed with determination: "Brother, don't worry, Ziya will live up to your trust!"

"That's good." Yang Ling nodded slightly, "I still need to prepare, so I won't delay here any longer."

After that, his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

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The vast land of prehistoric times is boundless.

There are thirty-three heavens above the nine heavens, and eighteen underworlds below the nine netherworlds.

To go to heaven, you have to pass through the four heavenly gates, which is almost impossible for ordinary people, but it is very simple for them to go to the netherworld.

As long as their lifespan ends, there will naturally be ghosts to lead their souls to the netherworld, but once they go down, they can't come up.

Yang Ling naturally can't go down this way.

For practitioners, there is a formal way to go to the netherworld, which is to go to the Ghost Gate at the foot of Mount Tai.

This is one of the entrances and exits connecting the Netherworld to the human world. It is the same as the four gates of heaven, but it is not revealed on weekdays.

It can only be seen at a fixed time.

Of course, these are for mortals.

For practitioners with profound Taoism, it is just a simple trick.

After Yang Ling came to Mount Tai, he found the Ghost Gate without much effort.

This important pass connecting the mortal world and the Netherworld is very simple and dilapidated, no more than two or three feet high, and looks like a loess wall. Compared with the magnificent Nantianmen of the Heavenly Court, it is more than a hundred thousand miles away.

What surprised Yang Ling the most was that this Ghost Gate was unguarded!

This is very different from the Ghost Gate in his impression.

He passed through the Ghost Gate with doubts and entered the Netherworld.

It is dark and desolate here, with no blue sky and white clouds, no sun, moon, stars, no lakes and oceans, only endless mountains and hills, and the endless Forgetful River.

Legend has it that this Wangchuan River originates from the human world, runs through the eighteen layers of netherworld, and finally flows into the netherworld blood sea.

Yang Ling stopped on the river bank and saw that the river water was dark red, and every wave was wrapped with many copper snakes and iron dogs.

They are the manifestation of resentment. Whenever a wandering soul falls into the river, they rush up and devour it clean, which looks like a raging bloody wave and a fishy wind blowing in the face.

Yang Ling frowned slightly, feeling that this netherworld may not be what he imagined.

He rode a cloud and went downstream along the bank of the Wangchuan River, looking for the river section he saw in the memory fragment.

It's just that the Wangchuan River is a big river that spans the eighteen layers of netherworld.

In other words, this river spans eighteen great worlds and passes through various terrains along the way. It is not easy to find a specific river section.

What's more, the Red Cloud Patriarch had fallen in ancient times, and it is unknown how many eons have passed.

History changes, and the world changes.

Who knows what the riverbank has become now?

In fact, Yang Ling did not hold much hope for this trip, but came to check it out with the mentality of "it doesn't hurt to try".

He walked along the Wangchuan River and slowly smelled a rotten and dilapidated smell. There were groups of poisonous insects buzzing in the mountains and rivers of Wangchuan River, and predators appeared quietly in the dark.

Yang Ling frowned slightly, but didn't care.

He just revealed a little bit of his breath, and scared those predators in the dark to flee with their tails between their legs.

Soon, he came to the source of the smell - it was a huge flower with bright colors by the Wangchuan River.

As he approached, the buds were opening, ready to swallow him whole.

Yang Ling didn't be polite to it. With a slight thought, a sword light surged out, cutting the giant flower in two, and the smelly and sticky juice spilled all over the ground.

At this time, a slightly anxious voice sounded.

"Be careful! That flower is poisonous!"

Yang Ling looked in the direction of the voice and saw a slim woman looking at him from hundreds of feet away.

The woman was wearing a fur skirt, revealing her long and slender legs. She looked heroic and had a strong and healthy look.

Hmm?

Yang Ling's heart moved slightly, and he secretly guessed the other party's origin.

It was strange that his divine sense could not sense the other party's existence, nor could he sense the fluctuations of the other party's soul!

This made it impossible for him to judge her realm of Taoism.

"Hey!"

At this moment, the woman saw Yang Ling staring at him intently, and couldn't help but frown slightly, pouting in dissatisfaction:

"You, a foreigner, did you hear me? It's really strange, why are there always living people running to this place where the dead stay recently?"

Yang Ling's heart moved slightly when he heard it, and smiled and said: "Aren't you a living person yourself?"

Although he couldn't see the depth of the woman's Taoism, he could still see that she was also a living creature, not a wandering soul after death.

"Hmph!"

The woman snorted unhappily, "I'm just reminding you that it's very dangerous here. There are many ferocious beasts and poisonous insects lurking in the Wangchuan River. It's very dangerous for you, a living person, to walk alone by the river!

Go find your companions quickly, and don't run out alone again."

Yang Ling felt her kindness, so he nodded, and said curiously: "Just now I heard you say that many outsiders have come here recently. Who are they?"

The woman immediately frowned and said vigilantly: "This has nothing to do with you, you'd better leave quickly.

Otherwise, if you die here, don't blame me for not warning you!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of water in the Wangchuan River, and a blood-red, ferocious beast shaped like a python jumped out of it, and pounced on Yang Ling as fast as lightning.

"Be careful!"

The sudden change scared the woman, and she rushed forward to save people. But the beast was too fast, and she couldn't react in time!

"Bang! "

A dull crash sounded, accompanied by the sound of broken bones.

The woman sighed and turned her head away reluctantly.

She knew how powerful the Yellow Springs python was. It was a beast that even she was not sure she could deal with. This seemingly inexperienced outsider was definitely not its opponent.

Although she had moved her eyes away, she could still imagine that the outsider must have been entangled and tightly bound by the Yellow Springs python, with all the bones broken and then swallowed into its stomach.

If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer the consequences!

She sighed and looked back, and then she was stunned in the same place.

The ten-foot-long Yellow Springs python was now limp on the ground like mud. There was no intact bone in its body. It was breathing out more than breathing in!

But the outsider was standing by the river intact, looking at her with a smile.

"Girl, can you answer my question now?"

"Hiss~"

The woman took a breath of cold air and felt her scalp numb.