The hall was a hundred feet wide. On the heavy black stone pillars, there were ferocious ghost patterns carved on them, making them look ferocious and terrifying.
Behind a long black stone platform stood several grey-robed deacon disciples. Each of them had a short grey stick in their hands. Behind the deacon disciples was a black wall.
The black-robed disciple stood in front of the brown stone platform and said something to the deacon disciple behind the stone platform.
The middle-aged man brought Wang Changsheng in front of a short and fat grey-robed old man and said faintly, "Junior Li, this is the new disciple Wang Changsheng. I brought him to receive the entry items."
"New disciple? I remember that our sect hasn't recruited disciples recently! "The grey-robed old man heard this and his eyes were full of doubts.
"He came with the Dark Corpse Token and has already seen the Sect Master. Okay, quickly go through the entry procedures for him! I still have other things to do! "The middle-aged man urged.
Hearing this, the grey-robed old man's eyes flashed with a touch of surprise. He nodded and turned around to walk to the black wall behind him.
The moment the grey-robed old man's body touched the wall, a burst of black light suddenly appeared and disappeared.
Not long after, the black wall lit up with a burst of black light and the grey-robed old man walked out from it, holding a black storage bag and a round black token in his hand.
"One low-grade storage bag, two sets of dust-proof clothes, ten spirit stones, one mid-grade magic tool, Black Sun Sword, and one Yin Sifting Flag. "This is an identity medallion. New disciples can come to me every month to receive ten spirit stones. The prerequisite is that you complete a routine mission every month. Now, drip a drop of blood onto the medallion," said the gray-robed elder indifferently.
"Yes," Wang Changsheng nodded and said. After he finished speaking, he put a finger in his mouth and bit it, squeezing out a drop of dark red blood and dripping it on the round token.
As soon as the blood touched the round token, it disappeared into the token. At the same time, the surface of the token suddenly flashed with a burst of black light. The skull pattern on the token rotated a few times, and after the light faded, it returned to normal.
"Alright, there are still some empty caves on the Black Sun Peak and Mysterious Underworld Peak. Go pick one yourself. Just tell me when you accept the mission." The grey-robed old man nodded and said. After he finished speaking, he handed over the black storage bag.
Wang Changsheng thanked him sincerely and took the black storage bag.
Wang Changsheng and Wang Changsheng left the giant skull and jumped onto the back of the black bat, flying east.
A quarter of an hour later, the two of them arrived at the foot of a bare black mountain.
"This is the Mysterious Underworld Peak. You may leave! Pick an empty Immortal's Cave. The jade slips in the storage pouch record our sect's taboos and rules. Take a look yourself, "the middle-aged man said coldly.
"Thank you, Martial Uncle Zhou," Wang Changsheng thanked him and jumped down from the back of the black bat.
The black bat spread its wings and transformed into a black beam of light as it flew towards the horizon. It didn't take long for it to disappear into the horizon.
Wang Changsheng took a deep breath and walked up the mountain.
There were many courtyards of different sizes on the mountain. Most of the courtyards had their doors closed. It seemed that someone was living there.
Not long after, Wang Changsheng saw a courtyard with its door wide open. So, he walked in.
The courtyard wasn't big. There was only a simple and crude stone house in the courtyard. There was only a stone bed and a small magic circle in the house.
Wang Changsheng's primary goal was to dissolve the Septic Blood Technique. So, he didn't have high requirements for the Immortal's Cave. So, he decided to stay in this courtyard.
He took out three low-grade spirit stones and placed them in the groove on the magic circle. After activating the magic circle, he sat cross-legged on the stone bed and took out the black storage bag. Then, he poured out the contents of the bag.
A black flag, a black dagger, ten spirit stones, two black clothes, and two black jade slips. These were all the items in the storage pouch.
Wang Changsheng picked up one of the jade slips and put it between his eyebrows to read. Not long after, he put it down and picked up the second one and put it between his eyebrows.
After a while, Wang Changsheng put down the two jade slips with a thoughtful expression on his face.
The two jade slips introduced the development history and current situation of the Underworld Corpse Sect, the layout of the sect, and the rules of the sect.
The Underworld Corpse Sect was famous for controlling corpses and ghosts. Almost every disciple was able to refine zombies and domesticate ghosts.
Wang Changsheng remembered that he had once obtained a Devil Dao ancient book called the "Heavenly Corpse Great Art". This ancient book seemed to be about refining zombies. In addition, he had also obtained a Ghost Dao cultivation method called the "Dark Ghost Great Art" in the Immortal's Cave of an ancient cultivator overseas.
Wang Changsheng only cultivated the first six levels of the "Golden Sun Art". After betraying the Taiqing Palace, he was unable to obtain the subsequent cultivation methods. As a result, Wang Changsheng could only cultivate other cultivation methods.
Now, Wang Changsheng had four sets of cultivation methods that could be cultivated from the Qi Refining Stage to the Yuanying Stage. They were the "Blood Spirit Great Art", "Vajra Demon Subduing Art", "Heavenly Corpse Great Art", and "Dark Ghost Great Art".
Of course, Wang Changsheng was not in the mood to choose which cultivation method to cultivate. He only had half a month left to live. He only wanted to earn contribution points to read the ancient books in the Hidden Scriptures Pavilion.
The management system of the Underworld Corpse Sect was not much different from that of the Taiqing Palace. If the disciples wanted to obtain elixirs, magic weapons, or read the ancient books from the Underworld Corpse Sect, they had to do tasks to earn contribution points.
After half an hour, Wang Changsheng memorized the layout of the Underworld Corpse Sect. He changed into black clothes and flew to the Deacon Hall on his magic weapon.
Not long after, Wang Changsheng landed in front of the giant skull.
Wang Changsheng walked in and came in front of a bald Deacon Disciple. He went straight to the point and said, "Senior Brother, are there any tasks that are worth more contribution points and take less time?"
"There are, but according to Junior Brother's current condition, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept them," the Deacon Disciple said with some difficulty.
"My body is fine. Please tell me, Senior Brother," Wang Changsheng said as he took out two low-grade spirit stones and handed them over.
"Go to the Yin Ghost Cave to pick a fifty-year-old Yin Luo Fruit. A fifty-year-old Yin Luo Fruit is worth twenty contribution points. There is no limit to the number. A fifty-year-old Blood Weeping Flower is worth twenty contribution points. There is no limit to the number. Level One High Ghost Faced Fish is worth one hundred contribution points. If Junior Brother insists on going to the Yin Ghost Cave, it's best to go to the Myriad Corpses Peak and buy a few refined corpses to protect yourself," the Deacon Disciple said meaningfully.
When Wang Changsheng received the entry items, the Deacon Disciple happened to see him. He knew that Wang Changsheng had just entered the sect and definitely did not have time to refine zombies or tame ghosts. That was why he suggested that Wang Changsheng buy a few refined corpses.
"Thank you for your advice, Senior Brother," Wang Changsheng thanked him sincerely and turned to leave.
The Yin Ghost Cave was a mysterious space sealed by the founder of the Underworld Corpse Sect, Ancestor Ji Xuan. There were many ghosts and zombies living in the Yin Ghost Cave, ranging from Qi Condensation to Foundation Establishment. It was a place where Ancestor Ji Xuan used to train his disciples.
Wang Changsheng thought about it and decided to go to the Myriad Corpses Peak and buy a few refined corpses to protect himself. After all, he was only a Qi Condensation cultivator and did not dare to carelessly release Xiao Hei and the others for fear of suffering a backlash.
After leaving the Deacon Hall, Wang Changsheng flew towards the Myriad Corpses Peak on his magic tool.
Not long after, Wang Changsheng landed at the foot of a mountain shrouded in black Qi.
At the foot of the mountain, there was a white stone tablet that was several meters tall. The words "Myriad Corpses Peak" were engraved on it.
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