All Heavens: Starting from Becoming a God

This was beyond Wang Yu's expectation.

Logically speaking, this Blood Lake Hell has been completely closed off from the outside world since the death of Taiyi Jiku Tianzun, and no dead souls can enter.

In this way, the ghost cultivator who appeared in front of him must have been practicing for at least ten thousand years based on the shortest time.

A dead soul that has at least maintained its intelligence for ten thousand years?

interesting.

"The rules of this world are really interesting. The body decays at the same rate as other worlds. Only what happens after death is a little different." Wang Yu thought.

Normally, death is like a light going out, and everything ends.

But in the world of Jambudvipa, this is not the case. Death does not mean the end. Although the seven souls are dispersed, the three souls still exist. This is the origin of ghost cultivation.

As the saying goes, the king of hell summons himself, the gods and ghosts come to hook him, the three souls return to the underworld, and the seven souls are lost in the underworld.

Just when these seven souls have dispersed and the three souls are still alive, if one knows the method of ghost cultivation, or there are monks who can guide the dead souls to the underworld, they can live another life.

However, this method of ghost cultivation is not a foolproof strategy. Although it is a shackle without a body, a spirit body manifested by only three souls seems to be able to live forever like an immortal.

But after all, the soul is no longer complete. Although he can embark on the path of cultivation like a normal monk, he has lost his seven souls. Cultivating is not just as simple as doing twice the result with half the effort.

Ordinary monks with outstanding qualifications can achieve foundation building in thirty years, but if it were an equivalent ghost cultivator, it would take three hundred years, or even three thousand years to practice.

If that's the case, that's it.

After all, there is no restraint from the body. As long as the three souls are immortal, they can continue to practice and accumulate their own cultivation through hard work.

"But the truth is not that simple." Wang Yu looked at each other silently with the ghost cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage in front of him.

"This military officer who has cultivated to the Nascent Soul Stage may have been practicing here for countless years before the death of Taiyi Jiu Tianzun."

Wang Yu did not speak first, and the military attache did not dare to speak either.

At this moment, both of them were thinking about the origin of the other person and did not speak rashly.

It's just that what the military attaché showed was wariness, and what Wang Yu showed was curiosity.

As far as Wang Yu knows, there is an upper limit to the realm of ghost cultivators. Even if he can live for tens of thousands of years, he can still only stop at the Nascent Soul stage and cannot move to a higher realm.

Because ghost cultivators do not have the complete existence of three souls and seven souls, they cannot survive the disaster.

These are the rules and limitations of this world.

Without a perfect body, one cannot overcome the three disasters and achieve the true realm of a great monk.

The limitations don't end there either.

If one can extend one's life by practicing ghost cultivation for tens of thousands of years, then everyone will practice ghost cultivation to survive. What else can they do to become immortals? They can just stay at home and live peacefully.

Because embarking on the path of ghost cultivation is also risky.

The countless wronged souls who have lost themselves in this Blood Lake Hell are the best examples.

In the long years, the consciousness that belongs to oneself will eventually be gradually erased by the years.

At that time, ghost cultivators and so-called evil ghosts can actually be equated.

In other words, the two are originally the same type of existence, but they just lack the final touch.

Those who have self-awareness are called ghost cultivators, and those who do not have self-awareness are fierce ghosts. As for how ghost cultivators retain their self-awareness, Wang Yu also knows a thing or two.

The first is to go to the Netherworld, because the Netherworld is a natural haven for dead souls. Ghost cultivators can use the unique existence of the Netherworld to greatly delay the process of losing themselves.

The second is the power of incense and incense. Through the power of incense and incense offered by all people, we have established an existence similar to an "anchor" for ourselves in the secular world. The purpose is also to prevent ourselves from losing ourselves.

This is the root of the emergence and existence of the City God system and the underworld system.

Because there are only two ways to keep the existence with only three souls alive.

But today's Blood Lake Hell obviously no longer looks like a place suitable for the growth of ghost cultivators.

Perhaps Wang Yu could only learn about everything that happened from this military attaché.

"Hello, let me introduce myself. I am Wang Yu. I stumbled into this world by chance."

Wang Yu smiled very kindly.

However, the military attache is obviously still very wary of Wang Yu, because the souls of the dead who have not been alive for thousands of years have been able to enter this blood lake hell.

At this moment, a sudden living person appeared. He didn't believe it was a coincidence. The military attache even regretted coming over to see what happened.

As a ghost cultivator who has lived in the Blood Lake Hell for thousands of years, he knows how to survive in this world better than Wang Yu, who first arrived.

The spiritual energy fluctuations caused by Wang Yu were instantly captured by him. In line with his duty to patrol all directions, the military attache found Wang Yu's traces immediately.

Then the military attache discovered Wang Yu, a stranger, a seemingly ordinary stranger.

But the next moment.

He then regretted coming hastily.

The moment he was stared at by the other party, the military attache felt a great pressure on him.

The gap in realm between the two made the military attache dare not make any unnecessary moves.

After just one meeting, the military attaché knew that he had met an unmatched opponent, a great monk who had come from the world of Jambudvipa to the Blood Lake Hell.

Facing such existence, even if the military attaché was unwilling at all costs, he could only reply honestly:

"Senior Wang, this is the Blood Lake Hell. Unfortunately, I can't remember my name. If you don't mind, you can call me Captain Bai."

Wang Yu exclaimed as if he suddenly realized something, and then asked:

"There is a big prison in the south of Datiewei Mountain, and its name is the Hell of Infinite Prison. There is a prison in the prison, and it is called the Prison of Kipshi. To the northeast of the prison, there is a place called Blood Lake. But is this Blood Lake Hell?"

"Exactly." Colonel Bai replied.

Wang Yu nodded, as if he understood his current situation, and then sighed:

"I didn't expect to reach such a realm. It's really a fate."

Captain Bai could only smile apologetically when he heard this.

After Wang Yu finished his emotion, he continued to use his words to ask the ghost cultivator: "Colonel Bai, why do you still retain your self-awareness when all the countless innocent souls here have lost their intelligence?"

"It's a long story." Captain Bai sighed after hearing this.

"If senior doesn't mind, I will tell him in detail from the beginning so that he can know the whole story and feel confident."

Wang Yu naturally wouldn't mind this. If it were normal, he would have rewarded the other party with a soul-searching technique.

But today is different from the past.

This Blood Lake Hell restricted the release of his soul, and at the same time, in order to prevent the filthy blood lake aura from contaminating Wang Yu's own soul.

Wang Yu had to be polite to the other party.

"Please tell me, Captain Bai, I'm new to this place and I need to know more about the Blood Lake Hell." Wang Yu said as he stepped forward and stood beside Colonel Bai.