allonlinenovel Chapter 376: Dead City
Chapter 376: Dead City
Shen Qingqing didn't let him help her. She just took the ointment and whispered "thank you".
Then there were too many scars on her body, and it was not convenient for her to apply the medicine on some parts by herself. But even so, she had no intention of asking Chen Huasheng for help.
Chen Huasheng looked at her awkward movements, sighed, turned around and walked into the white fog.
Shen Qingqing paused while applying the ointment, and subconsciously followed his departing figure. When she could no longer see him, she thought he had left.
I felt an inexplicable sense of loss in my heart.
On the list of people she wanted to conquer, Chen Huasheng was not even on the list, so there was no need for her to waste any more time on him.
Shen Qingqing convinced herself in this way and threw the ointment away. She stopped applying it to the wounds that she couldn't reach. After all, after she left here, these wounds would slowly heal as her spiritual power flowed.
She took out the elixir she had just picked, squeezed out the juice according to the system's instructions, and swallowed it all into her mouth.
The elixir smelled fragrant but tasted extremely bitter. Shen Qingqing's stomach cramped and she almost vomited.
I had to force myself to get used to its bitter taste.
Shen Qingqing felt the heat slowly rising in her body, and immediately sat down and closed her eyes, using her spiritual power to guide the medicinal power to temper her golden spiritual roots.
Shen Qingqing had also tempered her spiritual roots in her previous life, but that was when her fifth senior brother refined the spiritual plants picked by her eldest senior sister into pills. In order to make the medicine not too strong and cause her too much pain, he specially divided one pill into more than a hundred, allowing her to adapt little by little, so she always felt okay.
But this time it was her turn to temper her spiritual roots entirely on her own. After the burning sensation, there was a sharp pain that pierced her brain.
This pain was like a sharp steel spike piercing her head from her temple, tearing her sea of consciousness into pieces, and then pulling and crushing it.
She was in so much pain that she couldn't even sit in meditation. She held her head and rolled on the ground, tears streaming down her face.
"System, system, save me, it hurts so much, I'm almost dying!" Shen Qingqing wailed.
The system's response was so cold that it showed no sympathy for the host.
[Sorry, host, the system cannot relieve the pain of tempering for you. Please hold on, success is just around the corner.]
Shen Qingqing was in so much pain that she couldn't hear what the system was saying. She just wanted to bang her head against the stone wall to relieve the pain.
At this moment, she vaguely heard Chen Huasheng's voice.
"Junior sister, Junior sister, what's wrong with you?"
"No, you'll hurt yourself! If you bite my arm, I'll bite it for you!"
"Junior Sister, stop it! Are you crazy?!"
"Junior sister, junior sister, wake up quickly, junior sister!"
When Shen Qingqing woke up covered in sweat, she had already left the valley and was lying on a simple vine bed by the lake, covered with a thin blanket.
She sat up and shook her head, feeling a little dizzy.
She raised her hand to rub her swollen temples, and suddenly found that all the wounds on her body had disappeared. She opened her eyes wide in surprise.
"I found this Wood Spirit Herb. It can heal simple injuries. I was planning to give it to you to eat, but I didn't expect that when I rushed back, you would suddenly roll on the ground in pain. I thought you were poisoned!"
Chen Huasheng patted his chest with lingering fear, brought over a bowl of hot soup made with spiritual herbs, and told her to drink it so that she could quickly recover her strength and spiritual energy.
Only then did Shen Qingqing realize that she had misunderstood Chen Huasheng. She said nothing, picked up the bowl, and gulped it all down without caring whether it was difficult to drink or not.
"Thank you, Senior Brother..."
Shen Qingqing put down the bowl and was about to say thank you when the whole rattan bed suddenly shook violently and the lake water next to it rolled up huge waves. The two of them didn't even have the chance to say a word before they were swept in by the surging waves of the lake.
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After passing through vast tracts of dense forests, crossing rolling hills, and passing through layers of clear springs, we finally arrived at an uninhabited city at the westernmost end of the Secret Scroll of Mountains and Seas.
Fu Wennian looked up and saw that the plaque on the city was already crumbling. The words on it were blurred, but he could still vaguely make out the words "Ling" and "Cheng".
The city was desolate and deserted. Because no one had set foot here, all the buildings were covered with a thick layer of dust. When the wind blew, the dust flew everywhere.
Song Nian'er, who was placed in a special green spiritual light array plate, couldn't help but look around curiously. If it weren't for the array's barrier, she would have wanted to run out and touch it herself.
"Is this the City of the Dead that Master-Uncle Song mentioned?" Fu Wennian lowered his head and asked the little ghost cultivator in the formation who had shrunk by more than 80%.
Originally, it was the junior brother who brought Song Nian'er to find the City of the Dead. He had no living soul, so he could cause the least harm to the ghost cultivators. However, these cultivators had the most Tiangang Qi and could hurt him if they were not careful.
However, the junior brother only wanted to follow the junior sister, so he had no choice but to take on this task for him.
Fortunately, the junior brother was quite reliable and gave him this formation that could isolate yang energy and sunlight, allowing Song Nian'er to follow him by living in the formation plate.
Song Nian'er had never seen any dead or undead city, but she had heard from her master that there was no breath of living people in the dead city, and all traces were left by ghosts.
And she could feel these traces.
"This should be the City of the Dead, no doubt about it."
Legend has it that the City of the Dead was once the place where the souls of deceased monks reincarnated. Before the goddess Hou Tu incarnated into the six realms of reincarnation to save all living beings, the City of the Dead was the place where the dead belonged.
The yin energy here is extremely strong, and the evil spirit soars to the sky. Even after thousands and thousands of years, the evil spirit has not been eliminated. Anyone who dies in this city will be transformed into a zombie puppet under the influence of the evil spirit. Even corpses brought in from outside cannot escape this fate.
It is rumored that there was no such city of the dead in the secret scroll of mountains and seas. It was because the ancestor cut off the evil and cultivated corpses, which brought disaster to the people. That is why the entire city of the dead was sealed in the secret scroll of mountains and seas to prevent outsiders from spying on it.
Fu Wennian looked at the city full of vicissitudes and decay, and walked in with Song Nian'er.
"Did Uncle Song tell you where the Samsara Pearl is?"
Song Nian'er shook her head.
Even the City of the Dead was half true and half legendary. She couldn't confirm whether the reincarnation beads that could force ghosts to enter reincarnation were real or existed.
Fu Wennian pondered and murmured, "That's troublesome. The Dead City is so big. It would be difficult to find a bead that I don't know whether it is real or fake.
"Also," he paused, frowning slightly, "I heard that the living cannot stay in the City of the Dead for more than an hour, otherwise they will lose all their vitality and die instantly."