"So, even if I find the City of Death, I won't be able to step into it. I won't even be able to step on the real land of the underworld."

"If you want to get in there, you have to die no matter what, right?"

Taoist Taoist Zhaixing nodded, he was also helpless about this.

Obviously in ancient times, it was very easy for Maoshan, where there were people up and down, to go to the underworld.

"Now that there is no reincarnation in the underworld, if you want to set foot in the underworld, you can only use the oldest method in the records."

Jiang Li was very depressed about such a result.

Such harsh conditions will undoubtedly greatly increase the difficulty of the plan to set foot in the real underworld.

Not to mention the Blood Prince of Wusi City who is currently threatening the world of immortal cultivation in the Eastern Region, the Nine Netherwood Mother Plant, one of the ten innate spiritual roots, is an existence that Jiang Li absolutely cannot give up.

Even if he risks dying once, he still has to enter the underworld for a while.

Fortunately, there is actually a method to this process of "dying all over again".

In the ancient prehistoric period, at the earliest time, there was no Yama underworld in the world.

At that time, immortals and Buddhas had to walk a dangerous road if they wanted to go to the underworld.

That is to climb over a mountain that separates the two realms of Yin and Yang.

The name of its mountain is Beiyin Mountain.

It was that peerless and fierce mountain that Jiang Li thought about in his heart, the birthplace of Jiuyoumu.

This mountain separates yin and yang. If you turn from the yang world to the yin world, you will die. On the contrary, if you turn from the yin world back to the yang world, you will live.

In other words, there is no need to commit suicide. As long as he climbs over the mountain, Jiang Li will be a dead person who can act normally in the underworld.

"In fact, Pindao already has some ideas about the Beiyin Mountain, but he just lacks a long enough rope."

Seeing that Jiang Li was depressed, Taoist Zhaixing no longer hid it and finally told him a piece of good news.

"Long enough rope?"

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the actions of Taoist Taoist Zhaixing just now.

He pointed to the bottom of the cliff. Could Beiyin Mountain be below?

"City Master Jiang, the underworld is a very magical place. He can always make you go where you should go."

The existence of the underworld is the residence of billions of dead souls.

But unlike living people with brains, the vast majority of dead souls are existences without intelligence and reason.

How can they find the place where they should go when they are so confused?

The answer is to just keep walking.

For example, the Biangan flower, Wangyoucao, will actively guide ghosts to Fengdu.

The City of Vain Death will automatically attract the Soul of Vain Death that takes away the Death Card.

Huangquan Road and Naihe Bridge will take the deceased through all the processes of the underworld.

And in the underworld, the only place a living person can go is to the sunny side of the Yinshan Mountain.

Therefore, Taoist Taoist Zhaixing believes that as long as you keep sinking with the "weight of life", you will be able to find Beiyin Mountain.

Jiang Li: ...It's well-founded and convincing, so I'll provide the rope and you can try it first.

He directly took off the prison dragon lock around his waist and wrapped one end around Taoist Taoist Zhaixing.

The Dragon Prison Lock, which can theoretically be extended indefinitely, combined with Jiang Li, who theoretically possesses infinite aura, cannot find a longer and stronger rope for the time being.

The lifeless prison dragon lock is not affected by gravity in the void of the underworld. Jiang Li does not need to worry about its weight affecting the correct direction.

This time Taoist Taoist Star Reacher did not choose to leave his body, but jumped off the cliff.

A spiritual light appeared on the dark iron chain, and with the sound of metal colliding, the Prisoner Dragon Lock extended toward the depths of darkness under the guidance of the Taoist Taoist.

One thousand feet, two thousand feet, three thousand feet... forty thousand feet, fifty thousand feet, sixty thousand feet...

Then, it was simply calculated in units of hundreds of miles.

Under the constant consumption of spiritual energy, Jiang Li calmly planted a big tree at the back, and then tied the Prison Dragon Lock to it.

He himself was lying under the tree, stretched out his hand on the iron chain, and poured a large amount of the best spiritual energy into it. He has never been stingy when it comes to spiritual energy.

However, although Jiang Li seemed relaxed, this must be a very long task.

In the world of immortality, the scale of distance has always been astonishing.

A mere hundred miles away is probably less than one thousandth of the distance between two pieces of Hades.

After thinking about it, Jiang Li released another group of ghosts with the Death Card.

Throw them into the void ahead.

Sure enough, they were pulled by some kind of force and began to fly in a certain direction in the void.

According to Taoist Taoist Zhaixing, there is a high probability that it will be the location of the fragment of the underworld where the City of Death is located.

Jiang Li left the spiritual root seeds on those ghosts in advance.

If this group of ghosts is lucky enough to reach the fragment of Hades, the seeds that passed there together may be able to provide him with guidance.

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Chapter completed!