Symbiotic panel, I am cultivating immortality in the world of immortality

Chapter 311 The Decomposed Hell Path

Li Ye gazed at the gradually rising Hell Path territory, shook his head, and shook off the eerie feeling that was both sinister and somewhat sacred.

Just one glance was enough to affect his consciousness. Clearly, this thing could be considered "polluted" in some sense. If an ordinary person saw it, they might be corrupted as well.

"The Pure Land of Hell."

"They also used some of the spiritual power of Ruomu and Fusang..."

The eldest brother gazed thoughtfully at that pure land.

Li Ye's gaze was fixed on those people, and even through the barrier of Dusu Mountain, the panel was still working.

【Name】：Pure Land Celestial Beings

Mood: None

[Status]: The spirits born from the Hell Transformation Diagram and the Praise of Plum Blossom, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum have benefited from the offerings of countless people and are able to enjoy endless blessings in this pure land of hell.

With good fortune, luck, and the offerings of countless people, the basic conditions for ascending to become a celestial being have been met—and now most of them have been accomplished.

[Can be bound]: Hungry Bone.

Pure Land Devas and Humans.

No wonder I felt strange.

It turns out that these were all unfinished "celestial beings".

But how could they be bound to the Hungry Bone? What is the connection between them?

Li Ye instinctively felt that this matter must be very important.

So he fell silent for a moment, planning to ask his master later if he could catch a celestial being for an experiment.

However, with his current formation, there should still be some problems in binding a Celestial Being; he must make it as perfect as possible.

Why don't we try using the Jianmu tree to peek into the hell realm?

……

And at this time.

Suddenly, a beam of light shot out from the sky, carrying the vibrant spirit of spring. Various flower petals, along with the gentle spring breeze, swept across that eerie "pure land".

This power naturally belongs to a Daoist who has transformed into a Nascent Soul.

The voice of Daoist Chunhui resounded throughout the sea:
"Old ghost."

"You've been hiding in your ghostly lair for so long, are you really unwilling to come out on your own? If I drag you out, you'll really lose all face!"

She didn't show up at all.

Yet, an endless, almost tyrannical, pressure from the Nascent Soul Daoist was suppressing the entire Falling Star Sea, and even the celestial phenomena were gradually becoming more vibrant and beautiful in the spring breeze.

A profusion of all kinds of flowers grew in the sky and in the cracks, freely exuding their beauty. The extremely complex yet vibrant spiritual power could be said to have changed the rules of heaven and earth.

At this moment, both in heaven and on earth, only the spring breeze caresses our faces.

As her voice rang out, the Nascent Soul cultivators, led by True Person Su Xing, were setting up a spatial array in the sea—this so-called Hell Path was naturally modeled after the real eighteen levels of hell.

Now that it has been anchored to Mount Dushuo, it can no longer escape. What the true people need to do is to separate the eighteen levels of hell one by one and make them into a trial ground.

in fact.

From the moment Li Ye threw the Jianmu Heavenly Nail into this place, the Hell Path had already begun its countdown to destruction.

Nowadays, Master Chunhui is just saying a few words casually.

If you can break the opponent's will, that would be good. If you can't, it doesn't matter. He's like a turtle in a jar right now. Even if you put a fire under the jar and boil some turtle soup, it won't be a problem.

After it's cooked, we can invite our fellow Daoists from Kongxiang Temple to taste it together; that would truly be a wonderful thing in the world.

So she even hoped the other party would remain stubborn, so that she could directly make turtle soup.

This is not.

Master Su Xing looked relaxed and even joked with his junior brother next to him: "Look, this is the Heavenly Nail that my disciple dropped, which is why it can fix the location of the Hell Path."

Otherwise, wouldn't we have to search for decades or even centuries?

The True Men were already tired of talking about the True Men's constant boasting.

How can I not be envious?

Some might say that Li Ye discovered the traces of the Hell Path by chance, but which cultivator who can reach a high position is not a person with extraordinary luck?
This person originally intended to just give a perfunctory reply.

But before he could speak, a monk appeared in that pure land of hell, dressed in a simple robe, with an exceptionally compassionate appearance and long, drooping eyebrows.

The monk raised his head and gazed at the place where flowers bloomed in profusion.

He clasped his hands together and whispered:
"Fellow Daoist Chunhui".

“Your Four Seasons Sect is used to being domineering.”

"But have you ever considered that it is the will of Heaven that allows our existence—these celestial beings, born amidst blessings and fortune, are able to make up for the shortcomings of the will of Heaven?"

He did not try to hide his voice.

In other words, his voice now echoes throughout the entire Eastern Yang Sea, and has even been heard by all the cultivators.

Master Chunhui didn't even bother to refute this.

She simply said, "So what? Why do we need you heretics to repair the world? Wouldn't our seven major sects just be sitting on the laurels of our ancestors and enjoying the fruits of their labor?"

To make up for the shortcomings of heaven and earth, our Four Seasons Sect has used three-quarters of its resources to build a blessed land to cultivate precious materials for repairing heaven and earth.

Tianmai Sword Mountain went so far as to build its mountain gate in the gap of the Tianmai vein in order to prevent the wound from healing, and even caused its disciples to suffer from the disease of Tianmai damage.

In order to calculate and predict the changes in the celestial veins each year, every Nascent Soul cultivator at Qiongguan Mountain must leave a wisp of their divine soul and Nascent Soul within the mountain gate to tirelessly calculate the changes in heaven and earth.

The Bitter Journey Academy, the Empty Image Temple, the Spirit Forging Sect... even the Radiant Demon Sect has a way.

These are all efforts we made under the protection of our elders; why would we need you, a monster, to spout nonsense and fabricate stories here?

Her voice made no attempt to conceal anything.

If we don't clearly state the efforts made by the major sects, some people will definitely have other ideas—although this certainly can't prevent some cultivators from having wild thoughts, we still have to do it.

The monk, however, maintained his smile and murmured to himself:

"Yes."

"The merit and blessings from the creation of the world have allowed you to sit firmly on the throne of the Dao Fan Realm since ten thousand years ago. You did do it... but isn't that only right and proper?"

"Of all the sects, the Four Seasons Sect is said to be the most low-key, but I think you are the most domineering."

"Fellow Daoist Chunhui, do you dare to tell me frankly at this moment of the Heavenly Vein's fall, whether the seeds left behind after the creation of the world are now in the hands of your Four Seasons Sect?"

He raised his head and stared intently at the direction from which the endless spring breeze blew, a hint of anticipation in his clear yet deep eyes.

"exist."

Daoist Chunhui gave his answer. "My Four Seasons Sect is right here, and the treasures are right here too—if you question me about this, I'd think you're really petty."

These words silenced the monk.

Chunhui Daoist had no interest in communicating with him anymore. She originally thought it was a dispute over the concepts of the Daoist path, but she did not expect that he was still coveting that treasure. He was really petty.

Since the beginning of time, that treasure has been kept within the Four Seasons Sect by the patriarchs of various sects after discussion. It is basically a well-known secret. Over the past ten thousand years, some people have coveted it, and some forces from other regions have also tried to probe it.

But it's here no matter what.

Her power remains here, but the Nascent Soul cultivators have already begun to separate themselves from the Hell Path.

The spatial structure of this so-called hell realm is actually a "scroll".

Or rather, it's a "fantasy".

—Its surface is a scene of hell depicted by the great painter using the blood of compassion and the sap of the Jianmu tree, along with a special type of paper.

At first glance, it looks like an ordinary drawing.

However, because the great master of painting and the true man of the Four Seasons Sect used a special method, they actually created a world similar to the Heart Earth within the painting.

In this way, as long as the "heart" of the painting, that is, the monk, is still beating, the world hidden beneath the painting will continue to develop.

As for how things will develop, it all depends on how this heart beats—after the personal investigation of the Four Seasons Sect Master and the Spring Breeze Daoist, it was found that the original intention of drawing this scroll called "Hell Transformation Diagram" was not as it is now.

It could even be said to be the exact opposite.

The great master of painting wanted to work with the True Man of the Four Seasons Sect to create a special world with the power of compassion, where everyone could enjoy a long lifespan and blessings like that of celestial beings.

But for some unknown reason, the painting deviated from the original vision of the two great beings, and even developed rapidly due to the boundless and all-encompassing power of Ci Huai.

It has become like this.

Therefore, separating it is not easy.

Fortunately, for the Four Seasons Sect, anything that is not impossible can be solved. In addition, some Four Seasons Sect items were incorporated into the drawing process of this item, so it is just a difficulty.

soon.

The first layer of radiance slowly detached from the dazzling pure land—it could be clearly seen that what was enveloped in this radiance were all hungry ghosts and monsters, as well as towering, black cities.

After it left the Pure Land, it was captured by the formation and formed a gloomy gate on the sea surface.

That's the time.

Master Su Xing shouted towards the sky, "Disciple, hurry up and help! Didn't you already buy this sea area?"

Li Ye, who was observing the scene intently, quickly transmitted his voice to Zhao He and Yang Ke, and then continued to practice his Jianmu Tian Ding technique.

Zhao He and Yang Ke, along with the beavers who had already made preparations, arrived at the Falling Star Sea.

"I've seen a real person!"

"Greetings, Master!"

The two bowed very respectfully.

The beavers bowed to the real person in the sky, then gathered together and chattered as they built an auxiliary and stabilizing array around the portal.

—The interior of this portal is actually a trial space constructed by the True Immortals using a special array. The space that originally belonged to the Hell Path has been transformed into a trial ground that all cultivators can enter.

With their current level of ability, the beavers certainly cannot interfere with the spatial arrays set up by the immortals, but building some platforms or inns around them is no problem at all.

They are very fast and quick.

Not a moment later.

A palace complex covering several hundred acres and featuring a somber style was completed.

The interior not only has space for various stalls and shops, but also a complete spatial array connecting Ruoquan Island and Dongji Market, leaving ample room for space.

Master Su Xing was very satisfied.

"well done."

"You are to take care of this first gate to hell."

"Remember, 90% of it must be handed over to the sect."

—You must know that this is the trial ground of the Hell Path. If the news gets out, not only cultivators from the Eastern Region, but also cultivators from other regions will definitely rush here without stopping.

After all, the Dao Fan Realm is far too peaceful in a certain sense.

Many cultivators yearn for real trials, for if they die, it is because they are unlucky, but if they survive, such trials are of great benefit to their cultivation and Dao heart.

This is especially true for some cultivators who are not well-suited to a peaceful environment.

For example, sword cultivators.

While Wei Qingye was still being struck by meteors, he received a telepathic message from his sect. His master's voice was very excited:
"Qingye, quickly go and ask Li Ye how to enter this trial grounds and what conditions are required!"

"..."

Having narrowly escaped the impact of a celestial vein, Wei Qingye coughed up blood and said helplessly, "Master, can't you feel that I'm injured?"

His master, however, didn't care at all:

"You're injured? Oh, be careful. You're used to it anyway."

Besides, Li Ye can heal, right? If you can't, go and play the victim. Remember to make sure your clothes are tattered and torn to emphasize your miserable state.

"That kid is kind. Your sob story might just get us a chance to be among the first to enter. If you can't do that, then don't call yourself my apprentice!"

After he finished speaking, the jade pendant dimmed.

Wei Qingye was left with a helpless expression, regretting that he hadn't gone to his master to ask for medicine when he was injured—before, every time he was injured, he would make an excuse to go to his master's cave to find some treasures to take away.

These odds and ends have indeed yielded quite a few treasures.

So much so that now, getting injured is considered a common occurrence by his master.

Moreover, the Four Seasons Sect has the most physicians in the Five Regions and Four Seas, so her master is indeed not worried about how he might get injured.

I'm used to it anyway.

Wei Qingye, who had dug his own grave, sighed helplessly, suppressed the surging blood in his throat, and obediently flew towards Li Ye's courtyard.

She even made her already tattered clothes even worse—since she was already injured, she might as well just go and play the victim.

Even he himself was very curious about what the Trial Grounds of Hell Path were like.

He flew to Li Ye's courtyard.

Li Ye's figure had already disappeared. He called out a few times but found no one there. After using his sword spirit jade to sense the situation, his expression immediately became serious.

He was no longer in the world he could perceive.

Or rather, the physical body, that is, Ruomu, is still here, but the soul has already reached an unknown place.

So where exactly did Li Ye go?
(End of this chapter)