But the Netherworld Sect is different. As the leading ghost cultivation sect in the northern territory, the Netherworld Sect takes the path of raising corpses and refining ghosts. Once you reach a place like the Death Knit Realm, it will be like a fish in water. There are various places to raise corpses and attract souls, and the manpower you invest far exceeds that of several other sects.

Raising corpses and refining ghosts is all about water grinding. Just raising an iron corpse can be used for years and decades, watering the yin energy once a day, and bathing in the middle. It also has to be fed various blood foods, which are trivial and long. If you really want the disciples of Yangyuan and even the soul to guard it, then these years and decades will be wasted here.

Besides, there are countless places for raising corpses and refining ghosts in the Death Knives Realm. Just within a radius of thousands of miles of Wanghai City, you can find hundreds of people. The Nether Sect has not sent so many people...

So, there were disciples who were vigilant.

The disciples of the Night Watch are also disciples of the Netherworld Sect, but most of them have foundation-building realms. These people have built Taoist foundations in the Luofu world, but for one reason or another, the Taoist foundations are not perfect enough and there is no hope of a higher level. For the Netherworld Sect, these disciples have little future. Instead of raising them in the sect like this, it is better to send them to the Death Knit Realm to do the rough work of raising corpses and refining ghosts...

Anyway, most places where corpses and ghosts are raising are abundant, which is suitable for the disciples of the Netherworld Sect to practice. If luck comes, they accidentally cultivate the Yuan Yuan or even the soul of the life, then they will naturally reach the sky in one step and send it back to the Netherworld Sect to cultivate it well. Maybe they will be the next true disciple in the future...

Of course, if there is no such opportunity...

Then keep vigilant.

Maybe in dozens or hundreds of years, I can still contribute another excellent corpse refining material to the Netherworld Sect...

In short, the disciples who are vigilant in the land of raising corpses and refining ghosts have basically been abandoned, and even many disciples of the Netherworld Sect will not regard them as fellow disciples.

Jiang Li fought against the disciples who were watching.

"Aren't the disciples of the Night Watching Sect?" Jiang Li headed straight to the swamp, muttering: "There is one or two kalpas in the life soul, what is the true inner sect? I can't blame me if I can't find this?"

Half an hour later, Jiang Li found the place where corpse raising was found.

At first glance, the dense forests are full of graves, one by one, connected together, just like a mass grave, with miasma and heavy shadows. The occasional wails and crying make this place look gloomy and terrifying...

Jiang Li knew that among these tombs, the zombies raised by the Netherworld Sect were lying...

Not far from the grave, there is also a lonely small courtyard. Two red lanterns hung outside the small courtyard, which looks like a swaying ghost fire...

"You're unlucky!"

Jiang Li swaggered to the door and knocked on the door with a "tick" sound.

Soon, a young monk in black opened the door. He looked in his twenties and looked pretty good, but he was a little thin.

Originally, when the young monk opened the door, his face was impatient.

However, when I saw Jiang Li, I was obviously stunned.

Jiang Li doesn't care whether you are stunned or not. He ran to this ghost place in the middle of the night. He was busy to see you. He finished his business and went back to bed quickly. Jiang Li took a deep breath and was about to start greeting the other party's eighteen generations of ancestors according to the arrangement of Master Lin.

"you……"

As a result, Jiang Li had just said the word "you", but was suddenly stopped by the young monk.

"You are Senior Brother Jiang, so good, so good. I really didn't expect that you can see Senior Brother Jiang here. Hurry up, Senior Brother Jiang invites you inside, I'll pour tea for Senior Brother Jiang..."

"Ah?" Jiang Li instantly petrified, his eyes blinked. What does this mean?

"Don't Brother Jiang remember?" When the young monk saw Jiang Li's appearance, he quickly explained: "My name is Xu Ning, a disciple of the Netherworld Sect. We met last month. At that time, Senior Brother Jiang sold a sword in the North City. Thirteen prohibited magic weapons were originally required for two hundred spirit stones. When Senior Brother Jiang saw that my cultivation of spirit stones was not enough, he only collected one hundred spirit stones."

"Damn!" Jiang Li suddenly remembered.

Damn, last month I stole a sword from the sword casting workshop and sold it. After selling it for a long time, I met all the poor people. I finally waited for a boy in the Qi-nourishing Realm to buy it, but there were only one hundred spirit stones on him. I was also guilty at the time, afraid that his master would catch up and break his legs, so I gritted my teeth and sold the sword to the boy in the Qi-nourishing Realm.

Unexpectedly, this kid is actually a night-watching disciple of the Netherworld Sect!

Why is it such a coincidence?

Jiang Li was a little ill...

"Senior Brother Jiang, it's windy outside, hurry up and sit inside..." The other party was extremely enthusiastic and pulled Jiang Li into the yard, and then he was busy boiling water and making tea.

Jiang Li stood there in a daze, watching the young monks busying around, and he wanted to die. Damn, did you get the wrong script? I'm here to find fault, okay? Why are you so enthusiastic? Are you not a disciple of the Netherworld Sect? One of the ten major sects in the North, where did your arrogance of a disciple of a famous sect go?

How can I find fault if you are so happy?

No, I have to turn against you.

"By the way, there is..."

"Senior Brother Jiang, drink tea, drink tea..." After Xu Ning made tea, he saw that Jiang Li's face was gloomy and calm, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "What's there?"

"It's nothing..." Jiang Li took a sip of tea and put the teacup back on the table. However, after thinking for a while, he picked up the teacup and threw it heavily to the ground.

I heard a "pop" sound, and the tea cup was smashed.

Before Xu Ning could come back to his senses, Jiang Li stood up with anger on his face: "Do you look down on me? You actually give me such a bad tea!"

"Ah?" Xu Ning was stunned and looked at a loss: "Senior Brother Jiang, Senior Brother Jiang, listen to me..."

"Okay, you need to say nothing!" Jiang Li silently praised his acting skills, and pulled out his sword with a "choke".

Just as he was about to take action, he walked in from outside the courtyard alone.

"Do you know that this is the corpse-raising place of the Netherworld Sect..."

"I'm asking for trouble for Netherworld Sect!" Jiang Li snorted coldly without looking back, but after finishing the cold snorting, he felt something was wrong, and quietly looked back.

Then when he saw this, Jiang Li was stunned...
Chapter completed!