Chapter 130: Green-Robed Immortal and Elder Lin (1/2)

The dark light that Jiang Li struck out entered the outer sect disciple's head. A thin, pale green, and translucent line floated in the air and connected Jiang Li's finger to the disciple's head.

After waiting silently for a few minutes, Jiang Li hooked his finger, and the green threads pulled out the black light that had entered the other party's head.

This black light was none other than the ghost that Jiang Li had captured.

At the late-stage Qi Refinement realm, Jiang Li could already use the Ghost Wood Art to summon a few ghosts to serve him.

The green line was the Ghost Wood Art's binding on the ghost, preventing it from escaping even if it left Jiang Li's consciousness. It could only obediently work for him.

This ghost had a certain ability to read minds. Although it was not strong, it could still be used.

Jiang Li sent it into the brain of the disciple in front of him to see if he could read any useful memories.

After pulling the ghost back into his Sea of Consciousness, some fragmented memories were quickly transmitted.

There were not many memory fragments captured by the ghost, and it was far from reaching the level of the skill, Mayfly's Dream.

This ghost's ability was quite similar to telephone scams. It could only make up stories and bluff people.

Circulating the Bodhisattva Heart Sutra that could even take over a person's life, Jiang Li quickly went through the memory fragments of the disciple in front of him.

All the meaningless content was abandoned, leaving only some content that Jiang Li was interested in.

”Green-Robed Immortal… What a nice name, but is there such a forbidden drug in the cultivation world?”

Jiang Li held the two small porcelain bottles in his hand and recalled the few memory fragments stolen by the ghost.

When taking this drug, one would feel as if they were floating in the air. After stopping, they would feel muddle-headed.

This was an extremely addictive and vicious forbidden drug.

It was fine for cultivators above the Foundation Establishment realm. Their powerful bodies could help them resist the addiction and dependence on the drug. As long as their wills were a little stronger, they could at most get rid of their headache for a week.

However, for Qi Refinement realm disciples, touching this thing could cause them to be trapped forever. That kind of reliance on drugs that could make people's minds go crazy was not easily overcome.

After Jiang Li finished reading the memory fragment, he looked at a thin and tall figure lying on the ground.

After thinking for a moment, he did not choose to slap him to death. Instead, he waved his hand and used his spiritual qi to open the disciple's mouth. He took out seven or eight waste pills from his bosom and stuffed them in.

This disciple's body twitched and trembled while unconscious, and his originally pale face became even darker and darker. His body already began to emit a disgusting aura, as if he was beyond cure and was about to die at any moment.

This was the leader of the group that was snorting the spore powder called 'Green-Robed Immortal'.

This thin and tall man had met a few rogue cultivators in a market when he was out on a mission. Then, he got addicted to 'Green-Robed Immortal'.

How many spirit stones could an outer sect disciple have?

After he became addicted, it was just like what Jiang Li had heard in his previous life. He exhausted his spirit stones and was at his wit's end. In the end, he started to drag people down and used them to get more drugs.

The other seven people lying on the ground had been tricked by him through some methods before they were finally tainted by this 'Green-Robed Immortal'.

People like him deserved to die.

After consuming these few waste pills, the amount of this pill poison was enough to cause irreversible damage to this guy's cultivation and spiritual root. Moreover, the pill poison would be stubborn for at least a hundred years.

He would never be able to make a comeback in this life until he died painfully under the torture of the pill poisoning.

After taking away all the ”green spore powder” on them, Jiang Li ignored them and continued to walk towards the center of the graveyard.

However, today, this godforsaken place seemed especially lively.

From afar, Jiang Li saw a tall figure standing in front of him. No one knew what he was doing.

Could it be that one of the brothers in the graveyard had turned into a zombie?

Jiang Li quickly rejected this thought, because the other party's clothes were neat and tidy. Clearly, he was not a dirty zombie.

However, he did not have any fear and directly walked over. This was his target location after all. He could not just retreat when he saw someone he did not know.

The more he walked in, the more familiar Jiang Li felt.

Wasn't the place where the figure stood where Jiang Li had cultivated the Ghost Wood Art back then?

This figure was indeed not a zombie. From the back, it looked to be a middle-aged man of medium build.

The edges of his Daoist robe were faded and had turned white.

Jiang Li had never seen a cultivator dressed like this, but from the oppressive feeling coming from his body, Jiang Li was certain that he was at least a Core Formation cultivator.

Since the other party could enter the sect easily, he was most likely an elder of the Scripture Storage Valley.

”This disciple has passed by this place and disturbed you. Elder, I seek forgiveness.”

Jiang Li cupped his hands and took a few steps forward. He finally saw the other party's face from the side.

His facial features looked ordinary and even a little old. He did not look like a very powerful person. Only his sharp and straight eyebrows were facing the sky, making him look very heroic.

”Yes, this graveyard is not a good place. Don't stay here any longer. Leave.”

The elder glanced at Jiang Li and reminded him to leave quickly.

Jiang Li did not mind the other party's reminder. To other disciples, this graveyard might not be beneficial to their bodies because of the Yin qi, but to Jiang Li, it was simply like he had returned home.

”Elder, what are you looking at?”

Following the other party's gaze, the outer sect graveyard was corroded by the Yin qi to the point that not a single blade of grass grew. 15 tree saplings had grown out at some point in time.

In Jiang Li's eyes, these sprouts were even more familiar. Every day, he cultivated Qi Refinement and visualized the same thing.

”These are… ghostwood trees.”

”Elder, is there something wrong with these ghostwood trees?”

Jiang Li immediately felt a little embarrassed. He knew what this elder was looking at. At this moment, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

It was just like when he was young and hid his paper after he scored a zero.

The elder glanced at Jiang Li once more. Perhaps it was because of the inner sect disciple uniform he wore, but he opened his mouth and explained to Jiang Li.

”The Yin qi in this outer sect graveyard is very heavy. I wonder who planted 15 ghostwood trees here and set up a Feng Shui Wood-Yin Array.”

”Recently, there have been frequent zombie transformations and ghosts causing trouble in this graveyard, disturbing the outer sect. I wonder who did this and what their intentions are.”

This elder spoke with a slight accent as he looked at the ghostwood tree array in front of him with a serious expression.

In the sect, Elder Lin was originally in seclusion all year round to cultivate. However, recently, there were frequent accidents in the outer sect graveyard and many disciples had been injured.

It was naturally not difficult for sect elders and inner sect disciples to deal with these new ghosts.

However, it was as if the graveyard had been on stimulants recently, producing ghosts frequently.