Spiritual Resurgence: Cultivating Immortality from Farming

"Dragon? Are there dragons in this world?" Huang Chen looked questioningly. Since he was born until now, he has never heard of dragons. He only heard myths and stories about the existence of dragons in ancient times.

"I don't know either. I'm trying to find a way to save those ghost cultivators and find out what's going on inside. It's just that you can't go in. When the time comes, you will control the hell palace."

Elder Jin Dan's powerful ambition makes him very angry at the moment. How could he let others destroy his space.

"Well, we will definitely live up to Master's high expectations."

When Huang Chen heard that he could enter a space and control everything, he became ambitious again. No matter where he could practice, he could bully people for fun. Monsters and ghosts were all fun to him as long as he could bully them.

At this moment, my soul is very depressed, and I want to vent it in another way, which is a bit perverted.

"well……"

Elder Jindan sighed. The abilities of these disciples were still too poor and they could not help him for a while. He had better save those ghost cultivators first!

What we have done over the years cannot be in vain, and we cannot let all these years be in vain.

Then he thought of ways to recite incantations to help those ghost cultivators break through the aperture, hoping to recover the damage. Over the years, he had been collecting the souls from outside into the hell palace, allowing these souls to be repaired and maintained by ghosts.

In order to make those ghost cultivators reach the common level faster, he caused the plague and sent thousands of souls into the hell palace.

"Ma lu ma lu ma lu ma lu coo..."

Elder Jindan kept chanting spells and casting spells, and the hell palace entered a black light.

The ghost cultivators in the Hell Palace, with their cultivation and the help of Elder Jindan, spent a period of time breaking through the aperture and escaping.

The ghost cultivators were frightened by the appearance of the Dragon King. Their souls had been severely damaged by the thunder and dragon rays before. At this time, they finally struggled out of the circle of light. They could no longer care about those weak souls and found a place to hide.

Surrounded by the weak souls in the aperture, they huddled together, fearfully watching everything happening in the space. At this moment, they did not need to be bullied, but they did not know whether these apertures would harm them.

"Yeah! Ran away?"

Er Yao didn't expect that such a strong aperture would be escaped by those ghost cultivators. He felt depressed and was about to cast a spell to spray out a dragon's breath flame.

"Er Yao, just run away. Don't spit out flames and hurt the black mist in the aperture."

"Oh, okay! It's a pity that Er Yao didn't show off his power.

Jiang Tang looked at the clouds of black mist and could feel the souls of his relatives calling out involuntarily from the black mist.

"Fathers, brothers, sisters, uncles, uncles."

When Jiang Tang called out, the souls in the circles moved, as if they were sensing something.

A voice sounded in Jiang Tang's mind at this time. The voice was a little weak, and there were voices of men, women, old and young.

"Son, is that you?"

"Son, how come you are here? Do you, my son, also..."

"Jiang Tang, is that you? My good brother, why are you here too? Are you also dead?"

"Nephew, thank you for saving us, but we can't be reincarnated, so we can only be bullied here, alas..."

Jiang Tang listened to the mixed voices of his relatives and felt that they were people from that village, as well as his parents.

"Mom and Dad, I'm not dead, I just entered here accidentally. I will take you out."

"Jiang Tang, you must find an opportunity to go out. You may be the only one in our family and village who can survive. You must avenge us. We died so unjustly! Someone deliberately harmed us."

The voice of a young soul.

Jiang Tang could feel that this was the growth of his body, but it was a pity that he was young and a mortal, and died of the plague.

"Who is so vicious? Do you know who it is? Who harmed you?"

Jiang Tang knew about the tragic situation. What a miserable scene he saw before he traveled back in time?

That plague not only killed people in their village, but also people in the surrounding villages. They were all mortals who died miserably!

There were so many villages in that plague, but only a few people died. The government didn't know until the plague broke out here, and then burned down several villages.

His parents in this body were also burned, and some belongings of his parents were buried. The only thing that was not burned was that his parents were burned to ashes and turned into loess in that fire. When he woke up, , has been blown away by a gust of wind.

"I don't know, we don't know who harmed us..."

Another old uncle's voice said.

Jiang Tang suddenly thought of those ghost cultivators. It would be great if his relatives could cultivate like ghost cultivators.

"Er Yao, you make each aperture into one aperture, and protect this aperture so that monsters and ghost cultivators can't harm them. It would be better if you can block the light of the red moon."

"Dad, this aperture of mine cannot block the light of the red moon, it can only block the suction force. However, this aperture can bring us into the space of our prehistoric treasure spiritual field."

"Er Yao, is that okay? Will they not be harmed if they come in?"

"Of course, they are just souls. They can use my aperture to come in, and there is no moon or sun in the space. There is also a strong aura that can enhance their souls. Mortal souls can also practice. When they enter the space, they only need to be in the space. They stay inside the aperture, and everything outside is unaffected by them.”

"Okay, Er Yao, they're left to you."

"Okay..." Er Yao controlled the aperture of it and its master, and also controlled the aperture of the ghost. The two large apertures floated in the dark night, drifting into the space of the prehistoric treasure spiritual field.

There was no light in the dark night just now, the space was quiet, the monsters looked at everything that happened, they really felt the dragon.

After the dragon's shadow disappeared and the space turned into darkness, the monster beast felt the pressure and became weaker. Only then did the kneeling monster beast stop being afraid.

The ghost cultivator had just hid and was about to observe what kind of dragon it was, but found that after the light disappeared, the space turned into darkness. They no longer felt the breath of strangers, and the breath of the dragon disappeared.

The ghost cultivator did not run out boldly. He opened his flaming eyes in the dark night, flew through the space one by one, and started looking for monsters again.

"Follow it"

The monster has entered the emergency police world again, and is on guard, ready to fight at any time.

Jiang Tang and Er Yao entered the space, and a large aperture floated in the sky.

Jiang Tang looked at the circle of light floating in the sky in the space, trying to identify the black mist from the circle. Where were his parents?

"Mom, dad, uncles, uncles and relatives in the village, if you hear my call, please move in the space."

The black mist in the aperture in the sky seemed to hear Jiang Tang's call. Part of the black mist moved, and some remained still.

The moving part of the black fog is separated from the other black fog, like two black clouds inside the aperture.