I have Taoism and can understand other worlds

Chapter 638 Bone Ship

A hundred streams flow into a deep pool, a place called the Sacred Land. Its ancient past is beyond the comprehension of anyone.

No returning guests are seen, only the tears of old friends are heard.

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The size of the sacred land is something even the elders of the Baixi tribe find difficult to say. The description of the sacred land in the minds of the Baixi people has been passed down through generations.

It was built with the blood and flesh of countless people, in order to find a way to survive in this strange and desolate holy land.

Jiang Wen walked along a road toward the holy site, taking in his surroundings as he went.

Compared to the Land of Fallen Immortals, the Hundred Streams Holy Land felt more deathly. It was an absurd feeling, but Jiang Wen didn't think it was just his imagination.

The Land of Fallen Immortals is unpredictable, with corpses and wandering souls constantly roaming within. Although eerie and terrifying things can be seen everywhere, it still has more vitality compared to the Holy Land.

This land, however, seemed to have died long ago.

It was lifeless and devoid of any sign of life.

I've never seen a corpse, not even a skeleton.

Silence is the unchanging landscape of this land.

I plucked a few withered, reddish grasses from the ground and examined them closely. These withered grasses were devoid of any vitality, like a painting that had lost its colors, leaving only the most basic background.

"If that's the case, why do the people of Baixi call this place a sacred land?" Jiang Wen was puzzled by the situation here. The people of Baixi must know that this place is so dangerous and deadly.

But if they call this place a holy site, then there must be something extraordinary about it.

What is a holy site? A sacred place.

Whether it's the Great Qian Dynasty or the Immortal Sect, the Holy Land is the most important place, as it relates to the rise and fall of the sect or dynasty.

The fact that the people of Baixi call this place a sacred site suggests that it must hold some kind of secret.

Before entering, the elders of Baixi gave him the stone tablet and asked him to do them a favor: to take something from this sacred place, a treasure that even the elders couldn't explain.

"what exactly is it?"

Jiang Wen was very curious about the treasure. He wanted to see what kind of treasure it was that was worth such a high price from the Elders of Baixi.

Before he knew it, he had been walking on this sacred land for a whole day.

In this land devoid of spiritual energy, he could travel a hundred miles a day using only his physical body.

Soon, Fallen Immortal Lake was within reach.

Jiang Wen stood before a stretch of murky black water, gazing silently at the boundless expanse of water.

"Is this the Fallen Immortal Lake?" He looked at the scenery before him with a strange expression.

It's more like a sea than a lake. This Fallen Immortal Lake is completely different from the lake he had imagined. Even if Jiang Wen looked up, he could hardly see the end of the water.

Finding the necessary treasures from the vast Fallen Immortal Lake will not be easy. Jiang Wen now understands why, for so many years, no one from the Hundred Streams Clan has been able to retrieve the treasures they need from the Fallen Immortal Lake.

Because in this world devoid of any spiritual energy, trying to find something in the vast Fallen Immortal Lake is no easier than ascending to heaven.

Moreover, the black water in this Fallen Immortal Lake is extraordinary; even Jiang Wen finds it difficult to see through the things at the bottom of the lake with his divine sense.

The black water was as calm as a mirror, without any ripples.

Jiang Wen could tell that this black water was similar to the black water he had seen in the Fallen Immortal Land, but compared to the black water in the Fallen Immortal Land, the black water in this holy land was much weaker.

There was no sense of filth, nor any terrifying aura of death. It simply gathered quietly together, enough to deter anyone from approaching. "I wonder what this black water is," Jiang Wen said, extending a finger and taking a drop of it from the Fallen Immortal Lake.

I held it between my fingers and twirled it, but after pondering for a while, I still couldn't figure it out.

Instead of thinking about it, he took out a few jade bottles from his storage bag and filled them with the black liquid.

Although we don't know exactly what this black water is, it must be something extraordinary to instill fear in the people of Baixi. Perhaps we can collect some and eventually figure out its purpose.

Jiang Wen filled two bottles with black water from the Fallen Immortal Lake and sealed them with talismans. These jade bottles were crafted from the flesh and soil of Buzhou Mountain, and they were quite effective. They could hold not only the water of the Wandering River but also the black water of the Fallen Immortal Lake.

After carefully storing the items in his storage bag, Jiang Wen looked towards Fallen Immortal Lake.

The dragon elder once said that once you reach the Fallen Immortal Lake, you will naturally know what you need to retrieve.

The water was calm and still, and he couldn't see anything unusual about it. Just as he was wondering whether he should search for it, the calm black water suddenly began to surge.

Something seemed to be stirring up waves at the bottom of the lake, whipping up torrents. The sky and earth were dark and gloomy, and a biting, eerie wind blew.

This eerie wind was truly strange, blowing towards him from all four directions. Its chilling force was extraordinary, seemingly capable of penetrating the flesh and reaching even the soul. Even with Jiang Wen's current cultivation level, he could still feel a chill. His gaze shifted instantly, his golden core shimmering. He circulated his magical power to dispel the chill, then cast a purification spell to protect himself.

It was truly a strange wind. Jiang Wen silently watched the churning black water, trying to find clues within it.

No clues have been found yet, but the eerie wind is blowing even more fiercely. Howling and wailing sounds come from all around, like the lamentations of a thousand dead souls, sometimes sobbing, sometimes pitiful, sometimes demanding death. As if possessed, they surround Jiang Wen, whispering wantonly around him.

Jiang heard it only vaguely, but felt a sense of desolation. Despite the irresistible allure, he remained unmoved.

A foul stench wafted from the eerie wind, like that of a corpse rotting for years; the stench was unbearable.

Jiang Wen shut down his sense of smell and squinted at the distance of Fallen Immortal Lake.

Amidst the howling, eerie wind, a small bone boat slowly approached him.

The small boat was not large, similar to a fishing boat on the river. However, it was strangely made entirely of white bones.

The small white bone boat landed in front of Jiang Wen, moving automatically even though no one was there.

Looking at the small boat, he couldn't help but smile. He stepped onto the boat and calmly entered.

"In that case, I might as well go and take a look."

Jiang Wen smiled and muttered to himself, standing at the bow of the boat and looking ahead. He wasn't stupid; the boat's arrival was strange, and its origins were certainly extraordinary. Its ability to drift to his feet couldn't be a coincidence. If that was the case, he wanted to see what was in this Fallen Immortal Lake.

The wind and waves on the surface of Fallen Immortal Lake grew increasingly fierce, with towering black waters whipping up waves hundreds of feet high.

Layer upon layer, wave after wave crashed against the small boat of white bones.

But this small boat made of white bones was clearly no ordinary vessel; no matter how strong the wind and waves were, it remained completely unmoved. It glided along the waves, slowly sailing into the distance.

Despite piercing through wave after wave of giant waves, the small boat of bones remained steadfast.

When the eerie wind dissipated and the giant waves subsided, an island appeared in Jiang Wen's field of vision. Looking at this suddenly appearing island, he was somewhat lost in thought.

There's no other reason than that this island is exceptionally strange.

If the island were a scene of stark white bones, like the underworld, Jiang Wen wouldn't care. But the island before him was extraordinary; it not only lacked any eerie or terrifying feeling, but was instead teeming with life, a vibrant display of all things thriving.

Verdant jungles cover the islands, and wildflowers in all their vibrant colors adorn the mountains. Spiritual trees and exotic fruits stretch endlessly, and wispy clouds swirl around them.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in Fallen Immortal Lake, Jiang Wen would have thought he had arrived at Penglai Immortal Island.

(End of this chapter)