When these words were heard by many monks, they were naturally extremely disappointed, and they made trouble for a long time. It turned out that this was the arrangement of the undead high-level officials, and it was not a mistake.
And gradually everyone realized that the scenes they saw in front of them were not real. They seemed close at hand, but they gave people the illusion of being far away.
I tried to probe out my spiritual consciousness and spiritual thoughts, but there was no response. I couldn't feel anything, as if everything was just a mirror.
In addition, the location of this place cannot be found on the map of Goddess Lake.
"Could it be that we have entered an illusion?" Lu Yufan muttered suspiciously.
Yang Di simply asked the female zombie for advice and asked: "Sister Mansha, where is this place?"
The female zombie Mansha glanced at him and said with a smile: "This is a special area with many mysterious and complex fields, and even a large number of independent voids that are difficult to distinguish between true and false."
Hearing these words, all the monks present clicked their tongues. Sure enough, there was something fishy. Not everything they saw was fake, but many things were difficult to perceive with the naked eye.
Not far away, the three Supreme Elders of the Immortal Academy looked solemn, with a bit of shock and a bit of hope in their eyes.
If they had not become prisoners now, the three old people would have shouted with joy, because this kind of place has always been the focus of the two courtyards to explore and find.
The three Supreme Elders couldn't help but glance at Yang Di. Although they did not recognize Yang Di's identity for the time being, they knew that this young man now had a certain say in front of those powerful undead.
Not only the three old men, but also many monks present wanted to know more.
The same was true for Yang Di himself. He asked curiously: "Then what are we doing here? No, what should you be doing here?"
Now they are all living prisoners with no human rights at all, and the ghost ship traveling here probably has nothing to do with them.
The female zombie Mansha whispered: "Mr. Mengzhen and the others have worked hard and studied for many years before they found the route to this place. Naturally, they hope to find Drunk Immortal Island here!"
"Drunken Immortal Island?" Yang Di exclaimed, "Could it be that you undead are also interested in immortal wine?"
"Fairy wine is an extraordinary thing, and it is equally effective against the undead. Moreover, there is more than just fairy wine on Drunken Immortal Island." Mansha said with a smile.
"What else?" Yang Di was very excited, and Xuelin and the others beside her were breathing rapidly.
Originally, the six of them came here to look for Zuixian Island, but unfortunately they got into trouble and were caught here.
The female zombie Mansha glanced at the one-faced female corpse on the high platform in the distance, smiled and said nothing, and did not reveal too much to Yang Di.
Soon, several treasures on the ghost ship flew into the sky and flew into the distance. Someone finally set off.
However, those Noble Phantasms are all undead monsters, and some ghosts will take the lead to find something among the many psychedelic lights and shadows.
This disappointed all the monks. Yang Di and the other six also had dark faces and made trouble for a long time. It really had nothing to do with them.
"It's so uncomfortable to come to a place like this and not be able to find out what's going on!" Yang Di complained uncontrollably and unhappily.
Everyone was speechless. On the ghost ship now, this guy is probably the only one who dares to say such a thing.
Female zombie Mansha said with a playful smile: "Don't be impatient, maybe you will have a chance later."
"Really?" Yang Dixi hoped.
The female zombie did not respond. Instead, she turned to look at the one-faced female corpse and spoke in secret words.
A few hours later, the undead who had gone out returned, their faces very ugly, and many men and horses were obviously killed. Even the powerful and terrifying ghost generals had traces of trauma on their bodies.
The one-faced female corpse and the other undead frowned, and couldn't help but glance at the female zombie Mansha. The latter's guess was correct. The ghost would go out and return in vain.
Several ghosts leading a team will board the flagship and report to Lord Mengzhen about the troubles they encountered.
Those ancient sayings are very obscure, but Yang Di still heard some clues. The general meaning is that there are many places where the undead cannot approach at all.
After the one-faced female corpse pondered for a moment, she slowly came over with a group of powerful undead and said bluntly: "Mansha, you are right. With our current situation, even if we find Drunken Immortal Island, we may not be able to get there!"
"For the current plan, we can only find someone alive to do it for us." Mansha smiled calmly.
"You mean them?" The one-faced female corpse glanced at the monks on the deck, with some contempt in her beautiful eyes.
Obviously, the strength of these people is really unsightly in his eyes.
Mansha smiled and said nothing. Now that the matter was over, she believed that Lord Mengzhen would make a wise decision quickly.
Sure enough, although the one-faced female corpse looked down upon the strength of Yang Di and his group of monks, she still planned to use them to explore.
But when selecting people, the Dulian female corpse made a decision that made Yang Di vomit blood. She did not allow all the warlocks and craftsmen, including him, to leave, saying that she did not want to cause any unexpected losses.
The current meaning is that they are also prisoners, but prisoners with special abilities like Yang Di are worth more, so they can't make any mistakes.
Yang Di was not angry and protested: "I want to go!"
"You can't go!" The one-faced female corpse refused, emphasizing Yang Di's special nature and not allowing him to take risks.
Some monks secretly gloated. They were jealous of Yang Di's opportunities before, but now they are ridiculing him.
But obviously, Yang Di could not give up so easily. He tried his best to argue: "If you don't let me go to places with strong spiritual energy, my body will soon get rusty, which will definitely affect the efficiency of alchemy."
The female zombie Mansha nodded and said: "For a living alchemist, this is indeed a bit troublesome. If the body stays in a death environment for too long, it will affect the level of fire control."
The one-faced female corpse turned her eyes to the side, looking at the Yin Corpse Qingmeng and the Big-Headed Ghost, asking the latter two for their thoughts.
Although he was hostile to Yang Di, Yinshi Qingmeng could not refute this situation, because it was true, and neither he nor Shitou dared to hide it.
The one-faced female corpse thought about it for a moment, and finally agreed to let Yang Di go as well, and in one fell swoop she agreed to allow Xuelin and the others to go with them.
But when they were about to set off, all the monks encountered an extremely unpleasant thing.
These undead obviously would not let them go easily. The one-faced female corpse required all the selected people to be brought with them in a ghost circle.
That thing is placed on the head of a living person, and once the curse is recited, the living person will be instantly obliterated, both physically and mentally.
"You have seven days at most. If you exceed seven days, you must come back no matter what the result is, otherwise the ghost circle will kill you." The one-faced female corpse warned calmly.
"You have already planted a soul shackles on me, so I can dispense with this useless thing." Yang Di naturally refused.
He always felt that this ghost circle was not that simple.
"You've gone too far." The one-faced female corpse frowned, somewhat displeased.
Yang Di argued: "Soul power is very important to me. Putting this thing on will affect my strength."
"You little thief really have a lot of things to do. Do whatever you want. Originally, this thing also has the effect of protecting your lives." The one-faced female corpse said jokingly.
"Then I don't want it either." Yang Di shook his head insistently.
However, at this time, Yang Di naturally did not forget to take advantage of the opportunity. He stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "If you are really worried about my safety, why not give me some powerful treasures? You were so powerful in the past.
You shouldn’t be short of this, right?”
All the monks present were turned to stone, and the corners of some young people's mouths twitched. This man was more infuriating than anyone else.
They had no say at all on the ghost ship, and they didn't even dare to let out a fart, but that kid actually dared to reach out and ask for treasures from a group of powerful undead.
In the distance, the three elders of the Immortal Academy looked strange. For some reason, they felt that the boy looked like the same person, and they were all equally stupid.
Unexpectedly, the one-faced female zombie actually agreed to Yang Di's request. The latter looked at the female zombie and smiled and said: "Mansha, take him to the treasure house."
The female zombie Mansha was stunned for a moment, but didn't say much. She waved to Yang Di and walked in front to lead the way.
The treasure house is located very deep in the ghost ship. It is no longer known which level it is. In this place, there are powerful ghosts personally guarding it, and there are also terrible restrictions.
Mansha explained her purpose of coming, and the ghost sent a message to obtain Master Mengzhen's consent before lifting the restriction on the entrance and letting the two of them in.
The huge treasure house is like an underground palace, and the items piled inside are like mountains.
After Yang Di came in, he raised his head and looked around. He was stunned. The scene in front of him was so visually shocking.
The items piled here can be measured as mountains. The surrounding space is no worse than a standard football field, but it still feels very crowded.
A large number of various materials and magic weapons were left on the ground casually. Only a few things that emitted powerful fluctuations could be stored separately on the restricted stone platform.
This place is like an ancient national treasure house, dazzling, and among the piles of treasures, there are obviously extraordinary things.
After Yang Di followed in, he instantly felt several obscure and mysterious auras.
This made him wonder if there were treasure-level things hidden in the treasure mountains.
"So exaggerated!" Yang Di exclaimed for a while. Although he knew that the prosperity of ancient times was different from today, even in the glorious period of cultivation civilization, it would not be possible for a ghost warship to accumulate such a huge treasure.
Bar?
Yang Di believed that if the secrets here were spread, the entire monastic world would go crazy.
The female zombie Mansha glanced at him and said casually: "To be precise, part of the heritage of the ancient country is piled here."
"The heritage of the ancient country?" Yang Di was shocked. The monks in this world were all looking for the treasures of the ancient country, but now, he actually saw the real treasures of the ancient country with his own eyes.
He couldn't help but wonder, what was the identity of these undead souls before they were alive, and how could they possess such terrifying wealth of cultivation?