I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

In the next moment, PEI Ling discovered that he was not on the river where the battle had taken place, but was buried in a pile of corpses.

At this moment, his qi and blood were decaying, and his body was covered in rotting wounds. Human faces covered his body, and it was a terrible sight.

Even though he had used his power to suppress it in time in the dream world, the curse was still erupting rapidly.

Her incarnation, mo minglan, was wearing a black robe and leaning on his side. Her eyes were closed and her long eyelashes drooped. Her fair face was peaceful and her Qi was calm. Her will had returned to the dream realm of the true immortal, and her body in the present world had automatically fallen into a deep sleep.

PEI Ling quickly checked their surroundings and found that they were surrounded by ancient skeletons that had been dead for an unknown number of years.

The flesh and blood of these skeletons were almost all gone, only the tattered robes hid the mountain of white bones.

Even so, the skeleton was still emitting a bright light.

Some were pure, some were evil, and all kinds of Dao aura lingered in it, as if even time could not wash it away.

It could be seen that the owners of these bones, whether good or evil, had extremely high cultivation. But at this moment, it was like a mass grave in a disaster. No one buried it, no one cleaned it up. They were piled up in a mess, even reminding people of the fish market that they went to late.

The dead fish were also casually piled up in the corner, surrounded by mosquitoes and flies.

In between the bones, there was sediment and many spiritual plants with a cold aura grew. Black vines and dark green moss were wantonly entangled and filled between the Tao Wu and white bones.

Between the branches and leaves, there was an occasional shimmer. It was the dharmic treasures that had lost their spirituality and had followed their Masters to rest here.

Time passed. The sharpness that once shook the world had been buried in time.

It was as if rust was scattered all over the ground.

PEI Ling's expression froze, but he quickly reacted. The [ seed of creation ] had been killed in the immortal dream, and its consciousness had been completely obliterated by him.

However, it was impossible for him to destroy the divine Tree seed with his power in the present world.

As such, the [ seed of creation ] was still in perfect condition.

PEI Ling immediately put the "eyeball" into his storage bag and quickly executed the [ decree of life and death ], removing the rules that had been set.

In a flash, the decree of life and death was lifted, and the curse on PEI Ling's body immediately stopped.

"Defy!" He said in a cold and loud voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, all the curses began to fade.

In the blink of an eye, PEI Ling had already returned to normal.

Then, seeing that the true immortal's will had yet to return to mo minglan's physical body, he reached out to hold her hand.

Their palms touched and Mo minglan quickly turned into a ball of thick darkness, melting into his body.

Circles of dark red veined patterns appeared. Not long after, as the incarnation was completely withdrawn, the dark red veined patterns quietly receded.

After doing all of this, PEI Ling spread out his spiritual will and scanned the surroundings. However, he didn't find su Xirou, Meng Hongling, or Huan yunzhen. He frowned, but soon realized that su Xirou and the other two had lost their physical bodies.

When he was pulled into the true immortal's dream realm, he had already left you su grave ...

After leaving you su tomb, he would go to the true immortal's dream realm and get her back.

As he thought of this, PEI Ling used all his strength to push aside the pile of corpses and crawled out ...

The muddy yellow River water flowed quietly. Above the river, one could see everything. The surroundings were vast and the sky was grey. There was nothing but grey sky and yellow water.

Under the river, large shadows flashed past from time to time, as if they were hiding countless ghosts.

A cold and gloomy aura spread out like a thin layer of fog, deathly silent and dense, floating quietly.

A huge mountain of corpses floated on the surface of the river. The densely packed corpses were piled up like a mountain, floating and sinking.

Suddenly, a muscular arm reached out from the top of the mountain and grabbed a leg bone.

The next moment, PEI Ling used the force to climb out.

Standing on top of the mountain of corpses, he looked around and saw the vast River and the low sky.

He immediately realized that this mountain of corpses was the one he had seen when he passed the first relay station and went to the second one with su Xirou!

The black-robed man he had encountered had always been the [ seed of creation ] in the mountain of corpses!

At this moment, a space crack appeared above PEI Ling's head.

A strong suction force came.

PEI Ling was immediately sucked into the crack.

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The land of creation.

The third door.

A spatial crack suddenly appeared in the center of the door.

PEI Ling floated out with a calm expression.

The open space was vast, and the White fog in the distance was like a wall.

At that moment, the door behind him collapsed!

The blood-red light was extinguished inch by inch. The blood-red Vines and tens of thousands of lumps let out hysterical screams. As if a monstrous wave was roaring, the towering gate collapsed as if the sky was falling.

Looking at this extremely spectacular and terrifying scene, PEI Ling seemed to have a feeling in his heart and immediately took out the [ seed of creation ].

The third door was like a tired bird returning to the forest, and it rushed toward the [ seed of creation ] without any hesitation. It was as if a disaster, a terrifying aura, and fragments of a collapsed building ... The seed did not reject anything and absorbed everything.

After a while, the third door disappeared completely, leaving only a vast expanse of land.

Without the suppression of the gate, the high wall of white mist in the distance collapsed like a flood. It transformed into thousands of soldiers and horses that rushed up and quickly swallowed the area.

A cold, moist, and heavy feeling swept over. Being in the thick fog, PEI Ling put away the [ seed of creation ] again. He did not see Senior Sister Li and Yan mingchen coming out of the third door. Coupled with the [ netherworld dream ] that the true immortal's will had cast earlier, he did not see Senior Sister Li, Yan mingchen,'Yu', or The Pink Bride ...

If he was not mistaken, he should be the only one to enter the third door this time.

Thinking up to this point, PEI Ling quickly identified his position and was about to look for Senior Sister Li and Yan mingchen when suddenly, three extremely terrifying gazes pierced through the layers of space and landed on him!

PEI Ling instantly felt as if an endless mountain was pressing down on him. His entire body was unable to move, his mana was stagnant, and his thoughts were sluggish, as if he was instantly frozen.

These three gazes had no intention of concealing themselves. From head to toe, they carefully sized him up from head to toe, as if they wanted to see through him completely.

Fortunately, this process did not last long.

The three gazes were quickly retracted.

PEI Ling regained control of his body, and his forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat. He panted heavily, his heart beating like thunder.

A moment later, just as he caught his breath and took a step forward, a figure quietly appeared in the White mist.

In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of PEI Ling.