"That's the only rice tree in the Netherworld that's suitable for us living people to eat. Just pick it off, cook it and eat it. It tastes pretty good."

Although Ning Caiwei came to the Netherworld for the first time, she had studied it for a long time and made sufficient preparations, so she was very familiar with the Netherworld.

"We don't know how long we will stay in the Netherworld. It may be a few years, or even ten years, or even a hundred years. Therefore, the first step is to solve the food problem. Except for the rice produced by the rice tree, nothing else can

If you eat poorly, your soul will collapse."

Luo Jiutian also said seriously.

"Staying for a long time? Haha, I won't. Because I have a mysterious passage. I can come and go at any time."

Zhang Tong muttered in his heart and looked at the rice tree with wide eyes.

It's about ten meters tall and as thick as a hug.

The branches are covered with fruits as big as baskets, which look like pomegranates.

I picked one off and thought about it. I felt it weighed about fifty or sixty kilograms. When I opened it, I saw that it was densely packed with rice. It was exactly the same as the rice on Earth. There was no difference.

And the quality is very high.

It is considered to be very high-quality rice.

"Oh my god, it is indeed a rice tree. It can actually bear such fruit full of rice? One fruit weighs at least fifty kilograms of rice? It would be great if it could be introduced to the earth."

Zhang Tong sighed secretly and curiously asked about the characteristics of this tree.

I got an answer quickly.

The rice tree has super strong vitality. It can survive without spiritual energy, and it grows very fast. Of course, it does not absorb cold soul energy.

So the rice produced can be eaten.

As for cultivation, it's very simple.

Just pick off the rice crackers and throw the rice inside casually on the ground. It will soon grow into a small tree. Small trees can also produce rice crackers, but the fruit is not too big. Each fruit may only have a few taels of rice.

This is how Baoxing’s rice comes from.

Some people plant rice trees in areas with thin spiritual energy to feed countless people in Baoxing.

"Good baby."

Zhang Tong was so happy that he immediately picked hundreds of rice crackers. He took this thing with him to most places without worrying about starving to death, because he could just throw it on the ground and wait for it to grow and produce rice.

"Why pick so many? There are many trees like this in the Netherworld."

Ning Caiwei touched her forehead and felt a little headache.

As expected, he is a novice among novices in cultivation, and he is worthy of being a casual cultivator.

But he turned out to be a super genius. He broke the limit twice and had good luck. He could also dig out the bloody light cage magic skill from an ancient tomb.

“Be prepared.”

Zhang Tong said, and also invited the two of them to pick together.

Picked more.

Filled up a space ring.

…

Immediately they began to move forward.

They didn't fly.

Instead, choose to walk.

The outer area is suitable for inner vision monks.

Zhang Tong and Luo Jiutian must break through to the Soul Gathering Realm in this area.

Soon, they encountered the undead.

The treasure star is very strange, and the monk fell.

The remaining souls will gather together in the underworld.

Become a ghost and live like a living person in the underworld.

But if you dare to escape from the netherworld, it will disappear.

No longer exists.

Moreover, the remnant soul can also have a body.

Once someone dies in the Netherworld, it will take some time for their remaining souls to gather into the undead, but their bodies will immediately be occupied by other undead.

This can unleash powerful combat power.

Not much different from before life.

It's just that the energy they use is the cold energy of the underworld.

His name is Ming Neng.

It is different from the energy used by living people.

"Kakaka..."

A group of undead emerged from the woods on the side and rushed over quickly.

They must surround Zhang Tong and the other three, and then kill them.

"Why are they attacking us? We didn't offend them, did we?"

Zhang Tong asked doubtfully.

"Their instinct is to attack any living person and chase and kill them as soon as they see them. After killing them, they can change into a fresh body."

Ning Caiwei pulled Zhang Tong and ran, "Hurry up, let's get rid of them."

"It turns out to be a fresh body."

Zhang Tong was horrified, but he refused to run, saying: "There are only a few dozen of them, why are they running? Try their strength."

"Yes, let's try our strength first."

Zhang Tong and Luo Jiutian are both very courageous and do not want to run away.

But just after such a delay, this group of undead souls had already caught up.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

A dozen undead souls shot bone arrows at the three people like raindrops.

"court death."

Zhang Tong waved a long sword obtained from someone else's space ring, and chopped off all the arrows.

He dared not use the bronze sword for fear of revealing his identity.

Not only did Ning Caiwei want to fight him, other monks would definitely swarm up to kill him when they saw it.

There are countless monks in the Netherworld today. They entered it only because of the vast area, so they have not met anyone else yet.

Then Zhang Tong rushed forward ferociously and started fighting with several undead souls.

He is not worried because according to the rules of the Netherworld, people of the same level must fight against each other.

In other words, only undead spirits with inner vision strength will attack you.

But the number is not limited, it may be a few, or it may be hundreds or thousands.

"Dangdangdang..."

The undead souls waved their bone swords to resist with all their strength, and even worked together to withstand Zhang Tong's ferocious attack.

And there is a vague attitude of counterattack.

"So strong."

Luo Jiutian also fought with several undead spirits, causing strange screams.

"Escape immediately..."

Ning Caiwei was also fighting several undead souls in the Soul Gathering Realm, and it was very difficult.

I'm also furious, these two noobs are killing people.

If you are not good, you will suffer heavy losses as soon as you enter.

"Don't worry, I'll try again."

Zhang Tong suddenly displayed his mental stab.

The space fluctuated.

But many undead souls acted as if nothing had happened and did not react at all.

"They are not living people, but undead spirits. Mental stabs are useless."

Ning Caiwei couldn't laugh or cry.
To be continued...