Hei Fengshen's infinite deduction to become a saint

Looking at the misty sky, Li Changshou was overjoyed. He raised his hand and put all four sets of paper puppets into his storage bag.

He unleashed the Nine Escape Techniques of Mysterious Void, and instantly soared into the air.

The Disappearing Form and Soul-Severing Flying Swords flashed from his sleeves, and two faint sword lights enveloped him.

His figure blurred for a moment, and in the next instant, he seemed to have vanished from the world, and his mental fluctuations also disappeared without a trace.

He came up into the sky and looked around; the mist covered an area of ​​about a hundred miles in radius.

Following the instructions given by the jade disc, he flew directly to the west where the sun was rising.

A compass appeared in his hand, which he had always had. After a brief observation, he locked onto the southwest direction.

As he stepped into the mist, he was enveloped in a fog, and a strange power seemed to penetrate his mind, interfering with his thoughts.

The surrounding space and time were also fluctuating slightly, and space itself seemed to be distorted here, with some faint illusions emerging.

A chill ran through him, and following the information given by the Jade Disc of Creation, he stepped into the void.

"Seven on the left, three on the right!"

"Three steps forward, four steps back!"

"..."

After changing directions dozens of times, suddenly, the fog cleared up.

A mysterious island came into view, with the island's nearshore waters beneath my feet.

This island is not ethereal and fairy-tale-like, but rather presents an extremely eerie and terrifying scene.

The island was filled with various dim spiritual lights, giving it an overall dark red color. These lights all came from the island's various rare and precious materials.

But at first glance, these rare and precious materials are all strangely shaped, and all have characteristics such as flesh, skin, bones, internal organs, twisting, and decay.

These treasures are completely different from those on Yingxian Island. Although they have the shape and characteristics of living flesh and blood, they seem to have grown naturally.

For example, there is a kiwi tree not far from Li Changshou.

The tree appeared to be composed of countless bones, but upon closer inspection, one could see that these bones were connected very naturally and were grown together.

The roots that lead underground also gradually taper like those of normal plants, but they are roots that look like bones.

There were no runes on the tree trunk, and no traces of human intervention whatsoever.

The tree was laden with fruit, each resembling a skull, though its seven orifices were sealed by white bone, leaving only its skull-like shape.

He smelled a peculiar fragrance and felt an urge to take a bite.

Such plants are everywhere you look.

In the distance, on a large tree that appears to be made of countless pieces of flesh and blood, there seem to be vines wrapped around it. Upon closer inspection, however, they are vines that resemble intestines.

The island is filled with a rich sense of life, all emanating from these plants.

Just looking at it filled Li Changshou with an indescribable sense of horror, as if he had entered hell.

"This is Fangzhang Immortal Island? These are the truly naturally formed treasures? The spiritual herbs of the strange Investiture of the Gods world?"

"And what about ginseng fruit and peaches of immortality?"

With a thoughtful look in his eyes, he focused his mind on the Jade Disc of Creation, and soon the information about the several spiritual herbs he had seen appeared.

White Bone Apricot Tree: Shaped like white bones, its fruit resembles a skull. After shelling, it can be eaten to strengthen bones and muscles. Ordinary people who eat it can extend their lifespan by ten years.

Blood Intestine Vine: Shaped like a large intestine, it can be boiled down to make oil. When lit, it can stabilize the soul and spirit and resist the influence of evil forces on the mind.

……

As the names of rare and precious medicinal herbs emerged, Li Changshou gained a new understanding of cultivation in this world.

The information in the jade disc was vast, and although he read it every day, he could only see a drop in the ocean.

Only by condensing one's primordial spirit can one record a large amount of information through divine sense.

Li Changshou let out a soft breath, suppressing his shock, and looked towards the east of Fangzhang Island.

They silently flew into the island and moved around on this strange island full of magical herbs.

He wouldn't touch these strange medicinal herbs until he obtained the Dragon Soul Grass.

Perhaps these things already belong to someone.

He wasn't moving very fast. He could sense terrifying auras rising and falling on the island, each one at least a True Immortal.

There were hundreds of them that he could sense, and a question arose in his mind.

"With so many true immortals, why weren't they included in the Investiture of the Gods?"

"A great calamity would directly grant them godhood, and even the Three Pure Ones and the Three Religions wouldn't have been beaten to a pulp."

Li Changshou vaguely sensed that there seemed to be some secret involved.

After nearly half an hour, Li Changshou finally arrived at the east side of Fangzhang Island.

What comes into view is a dark red body of water, forming a concave bay on the east side of Fangzhang Island, like a giant crescent moon.

Upon closer inspection, the edges of this sunken island are covered with all sorts of strange and mysterious medicinal herbs.

These medicinal herbs, at first glance, resemble dragons and serpents of various shapes.

A strange dragon tree stands in one corner, its body devoid of scales, resembling a skinned dragon with only flesh and blood.

Half of his body was buried underground. Upon closer inspection, countless pieces of flesh and blood spread out like roots, covering the ground.

Upon consulting the jade tablet, a message appeared.

Dragon Blood Tree: An ordinary tree that has been stained with dragon's blood and grown for thousands of years. When ground into powder, it can be used in alchemy and incense making, with endless uses.

Li Changshou's eyes swept over the other dragon-shaped spiritual herbs, and he quickly found his target.

It was a small grass that looked like a blood-red crystal, quietly hidden in a corner.

This little grass is also shaped like a winding dragon, with a transparent, blood-red bead held in its mouth. That is the core of the Dragon Soul Grass, the Dragon Soul Seed, which only condenses once every ten thousand years. It is a top-grade spiritual medicine for suppressing the soul.

Li Changshou's heart skipped a beat, and joy appeared in his eyes.

He quietly approached the Dragon Soul Grass, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted.

A figure dressed in a blood-red robe sat a hundred feet away from the Dragon Soul Grass, leaning against a Dragon Blood Tree.

The other person was sitting under the tree, his aura completely concealed, and he didn't notice him at first, only seeing him when he got closer.

He felt a chill run down his spine at just one glance; it was as if he were seeing Han Zhixian, a genuine celestial being.

He swallowed hard and immediately looked away. "No, it won't be easy to steal the Dragon Soul Grass from this person."

With a flicker of his eyes, he knew his cardboard puppet could come in handy.

They retreated quietly and quickly arrived at a dense forest several hundred feet away.

He took out a set of cardboard puppets and silently gave the order.

"After ten breaths, a commotion was triggered."

The paper puppets, paper beasts, and paper insects stood in three different positions, which could cause at least three disturbances.

After finishing everything, Li Changshou quickly took a detour to the Dragon Soul Grass.

The two flying swords, Annihilation and Soul Severance, were incredibly effective; even celestial immortals couldn't detect his arrival.

Li Changshou checked the two powerful spells within his body; nearly half of their reserves had been depleted, leaving him only half an hour to escape.

Three breaths passed in the blink of an eye, and suddenly, a violent collision erupted from the distant jungle.

The celestial cultivator suddenly turned his head to look at the location of the massive collision, and with a flash, he transformed into a stream of light and rushed towards that direction.

Li Changshou acted almost simultaneously, inserting his needle into the bottom of the Dragon Soul Grass, digging it out along with the soil, and placing it into the jade box he had prepared beforehand.

He turned and dashed back the way he came, not daring to look back at all.

Who is it?