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Chapter 124 Hungry Ghosts? Just feed them!
The realm of hungry ghosts.

After Li Ye used the power of the Starving Bones to completely cover himself, the beaver, and the bluebird and red bean, he successfully brought the Heart Grass into this place.

As soon as he entered, he sensed that something was wrong with his surroundings.

There was no spiritual energy, only a sinister aura constantly seeping into his body, like insects, making him feel very uncomfortable.

"It must be ghostly energy."

"No wonder Master said that only I could come in. Not only is the Ink-Water Bone that can conceal my aura, but also the existence of the Jianmu tree, which gives me enough spiritual energy."

He muttered something to himself and looked around.

The world was shrouded in a gray haze, as if there was an lingering smog.

The town of hungry ghosts in the distance was brightly lit, as if surrounded by a halo of auspicious light.

"That's really terrifying."

After confirming that there were no hungry ghosts around, Li Ye inserted his fingers into the cold, damp soil and began to cast a spell.

This is a very special spell that his master just taught him. It can only be cast with the Heart Grass and is called "Heart Scene Illusion".

The Mindscape Transformation is a method to allow the Mind Grass to grow here, providing him with almost limitless mental energy and spiritual consciousness.

Once the Heart Grass grows here, it can resist the ghostly aura, and the true people outside can also remove the ghostly aura from this place.

—That heart-shaped herb is now in his heart.

Through his disguise as a skeleton in ink painting, he had already accepted that he was a part of this world, and it was precisely because of this that he was able to let the Heart Grass grow here.

"Let's plant one and try it out."

As he unleashed this divine power, a wisp of white light quietly emerged from his fingertips, slowly seeping out from the cold, dark soil.

A tender little heart grass quietly grows into a seed.

As the heart grass grew, he suddenly sensed something was wrong with his surroundings; the soil seemed to contain a lot of ink.

The number is unimaginable.

It was as if the whole world was built on top of ink.

"So much ink."

A thought suddenly popped into his mind, and once it did, he could no longer suppress it.

With ink, he could create enough spiritual plants.

With a heart full of energy, his mental and physical strength is almost limitless.

Can an endless supply of spiritual plants soothe and feed these hungry ghosts?
—He and the beaver used this method to get rid of the hungry ghost and evil bones, and the effect was quite good.

He looked up at the misty sky, took a deep breath, and asked softly, "Can my idea be realized?"

A woman's voice appeared in his ear: "If you don't try, you won't achieve it. Just do it."

The voice seemed to carry the warmth of life, and a touch of crimson surrounded his body.

This is the protection of the gods and mentors that his master prayed for for him.

"Thank you, Patriarch."

With her permission, Li Ye no longer hesitated.

While planting the heart grass, he summoned the ink to his side and kneaded the ink with his hand.

soon.

A single wheat stalk, reminiscent of an ink painting, stands upright on the earth.

The plump ears of wheat swayed with the ghostly winds of the underworld, exuding a wonderful aroma of grain unlike anything ever seen in this world.

It has no spirit; it is simply wheat, the wheat in Li Ye's memory, both inside and out.

food!

There is food in the realm of hungry ghosts!
Whether it was his imagination or not, Li Ye felt a tremor around him.

Soon, the nearest hungry ghost stumbled over, its狰狞 face showing a hint of bewilderment as it looked at the wheat growing on the ground.

"Jiji!"

Before it could get close to the wheat, five beavers, each surrounded by a ray of colorful light, blocked its way.

The chubby beavers were not afraid at all, and they chirped and chirped at the hungry ghost.

The gist of it is: You can eat, but you have to wait, and you absolutely cannot fight for it. There will definitely be enough food for you!
If others had seen this scene, they would have been horrified, but the hungry ghost actually stood still obediently after hearing the beaver's squeaking.

Despite the barely suppressed craving for food on its face, it didn't rush forward to grab the grains, but simply waited for the beaver to pick the wheat grains one by one, grind them into flour, and then begin steaming the buns.

"..." Li Ye glanced at the beavers in surprise and found that they were actually using purple oil and spring rain to knead dough, and those flames were clearly flint.

No, why are these two things here?
His original intention was to just feed them wheat directly, but who would have thought that these beavers would give him another surprise.

As he pinched more of the ink-wash spring wheat, he observed carefully and discovered that the beavers were exchanging it for the colorful light surrounding them.

The lotus bracelets provided them with a continuous stream of colorful light, which generated flint and spring rain in the void.

"Could it be because the Hell Realm is related to Buddhism? Is that why they can exchange items for colored light here? Or are they already familiar with the hungry bones, which allows them to do this?"

Li Ye was completely baffled.

But he knew this was a good thing, so he had the bluebird and red bean keep watch while he and the beavers made more and more steamed buns.

If the method works, then continue!
As wisps of smoke, which didn't even exist in this world, rose from the steamer on the stove, more and more hungry ghosts were drawn to it.

The beavers had to maintain order while handing the steamed buns, which were tinged with ink and a hint of purple, to the hungry ghosts.

After getting the steamed buns, the hungry ghosts couldn't wait to start eating them. Logically speaking, it would be difficult for a hungry ghost's throat to swallow the steamed buns.

But the wonder lies in the fact that after the steamed buns are chewed, they turn into a mixture of ink and purple oil and spring rain, which smoothly passes through the throat, which is smaller than the eye of a pin, and enters the belly that is constantly burning with flames.

Then, the flames inside their bellies were indeed extinguished.

The hungry ghosts, having devoured the steamed buns, seemed to have all their strength drained away and collapsed to the ground.

A black aura emanated from their bodies, as if they had shed a layer of skin, revealing their human forms underneath.

"us……"

"Where is this...?"

They—or rather, they—slowly stood up, their eyes filled with confusion and a joy they themselves couldn't comprehend.

However, even though they have temporarily shed their ghostly aura, the world is filled with endless ghostly energy, and sooner or later they will be assimilated by it and turn back into hungry ghosts.

Fortunately, Li Ye was here—

"Come and help!" Li Ye shouted without any hesitation, then distributed the Heart Grass to them: "Hurry up, plant these around here!"

"coming!"

Although these people didn't know why they had to listen to Li Ye, they obediently picked up the heart grass and began planting it around the area.

Each plant will purify an area of ​​about one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) of land, turning it into soil that glows with a slight white light.

The heart grass can stabilize the area and prevent the ghost energy from invading, so they will no longer turn into hungry ghosts and can continue to help the beavers maintain order and distribute steamed buns.

But as they continued to plant heart grass in this way.

Li Ye could sense that the ink in this place was rapidly decreasing, and there were many hungry ghosts around waiting for steamed buns.

Many hungry ghosts are being drawn in by the aroma of the steamed buns.

If the supply of steamed buns doesn't keep up, they'll probably start rioting immediately.

It's time to leave.

He can't move around freely, so he needs a means of transportation.

Li Ye thought for a moment, then simply used ink to knead some vines, wove them into some carts, and then combined the carts together.

"Quickly, put your stoves on the cart!" He couldn't afford to be distracted any longer, so he had the beavers do it.

Before the beavers could get busy, the people around them, who had shed their hungry ghost skin, swarmed forward and put all the stoves and steamers onto the cart.

Then he used vines to tie himself and the cart together.

They had smiles on their faces:

"Don't worry, leave it to us!"

"We can't let you keep sacrificing for us like this!"

"Let's go!"

With each shout of their commands, the cart was slowly pulled forward.

There were people around helping to push the cart, while the rest of the people were planting the heart grass on the ground, picking wheat, grinding it, and steaming it.

Some of the women, who appeared to be quite robust, worked exceptionally well, even taking over the work from the beavers.

The beavers weren't dissatisfied; they simply continued to exchange spring rain and flint to ensure nothing went wrong.

"Squeak, squeak."

The cart moved forward.

From a distance, the simple cart looked like it was trailing a long white light, steaming like steamed buns, turning everything it passed into a white expanse, devoid of any ghostly aura.

……

While Li Ye was busy.

outside world.

Master Su Xing couldn't help but laugh.

He laughed heartily: "Haha! Li Ye's actions have really exceeded my expectations."

"They actually used this method to dispel the ghostly aura of hungry ghosts, and then had the hungry ghosts help him plant the Heart Grass. Those real hungry ghosts are inhabitants of the Netherworld; the effect would be far, far better than him planting it himself!"

The Shenxue Zhenren sitting next to him also had obvious admiration on his face: "This child has done a good job, but... can he keep up with feeding all the hungry ghosts here?"

It's easy to imagine how mentally taxing such a supernatural power would be. Even with the Heart Grass providing unlimited mental energy and spiritual consciousness, it's not to say that it can be used without limit.

“Your concerns are not without merit, but you have forgotten where the hungry ghosts in this netherworld come from.”

The cultivator in charge of the hungry ghost lineage of the Hell Path was a Nascent Soul cultivator who had turned away from Xiangkong Temple. What he cared about most was giving up.

Our ancestor sacrificed a petal of that priceless treasure to achieve this result, which shows that the power of sacrifice still works in the netherworld.

Li Ye is currently giving up some things, and the more he gives up, the easier it is for him to gain.

The beavers are the same; although they destroyed the treasure I gave them, they will surely gain more.

The Netherworld and those people will help them.

At this point, he couldn't help but sigh, "I originally thought that even Li Ye would need to spend several months inside to figure things out slowly."

But to our surprise, the child used a method we never expected to solve the problem, and it was very effective.

The more he looked at Li Ye, the more he liked her.

There are many people who follow the rules and regulations, and many who follow the path planned by the sect—he once wanted to help Li Ye plan the path.

But now it seems that some people may not need planning at all; they can thrive on their own.

It's like a lucky star, always radiating a unique and dazzling light that catches their eye.

"Then you must reward Li Ye well; the little guy is probably exhausted this time," said Shenxue Zhenren.

"Do I need my junior sister to tell me?"

Master Su Xing stood up, his expression turning serious: "Li Ye has done so well, we elders can't hold him back."

"Let's go."

……

The small cart continued forward.

Li Ye blinked her slightly sore eyes, feeling her usually light body become somewhat heavy.

He knew that he was running out of energy. The mental strength and spiritual power provided by the Heart Grass could not make up for his fatigue. The best thing to do now was to rest properly.

But now this situation can't be stopped.

More and more hungry ghosts surrounded them.

"This is the path I chose." He let out a soft breath: "Since it's my choice, I can't give up no matter what."

He continued to knead out wheat and heart-shaped herbs.

His mind remained clear, and his consciousness continued to flow, but his body began to become uncontrollable, and even some blood started flowing from his nose.

"Humph."

"Can't I even control my own body?"

Li Ye directly activated the Jianmu tree within his body, using a supernatural power to help it extend countless branches that pierced into his meridians.

The drop of blood fell to the ground, splashing up a spray of blood.

A hungry ghost noticed the blood, which was, of course, food.

Before it could even struggle forward, a steamed bun was stuffed into its mouth. Between the bun and the blood, it chose the bun.

Time passed slowly.

One day, two days, three days...

Li Ye and the beavers had developed an instinctive reaction.

Knead wheat, create heart-shaped grass, summon flint and spring rain.

The number of busy people and hungry ghosts around them began to reverse, with fewer and fewer hungry ghosts and more and more people.

They all looked at the young cultivator with worried eyes, who sat with his eyes lowered, his fingers deftly pinching out wheat and heart grass, his hair fluttering slightly in the ghostly aura.

They are the native inhabitants of this place, and their senses are very acute—this acuteness was even given to them by the monks of the Hell Path, so that they could more clearly perceive the taste of hunger.

Now, this perception allows them to vaguely sense the fatigue of Li Ye and the beavers.

They didn't know any secrets of cultivating immortality, and even if they transformed into hungry ghosts, they couldn't utilize the power within their bodies.

All they could do was curse the cruel heavens, just as they had in life, for making them suffer and for tormenting their hopes when they had a chance to escape their misery.

"They've already driven us to our deaths once! Do they want to do it a second time?!"

"You blind God!"

"Damn God!"

The curses gradually spread, and almost everyone's pent-up resentment was directed towards the sky.

The gray sky seemed to be changing, like a vortex slowly taking shape.

I don't know how many days have passed.

suddenly--

"Boom!"

Silvery-white lightning exploded amidst the gray mist filling the sky.

Followed by.

"Tick tock."

Drops of purple rain fell slowly after the thunder and lightning.

(End of this chapter)