Above the Great Dao
Chapter 371 - 184: Lotus can be picked in the underworld, how vast the lotus leaves are_2

Chapter 371: Chapter 184: Lotus can be picked in the underworld, how vast the lotus leaves are_2

Of course, some Divine Skills require further learning and consolidation, otherwise one wouldn’t be able to control them autonomously.

When it awakened its bloodline, a type of Stove Magic suddenly appeared in its mind. By casting this magic, one could enter the underworld and see the Yuan Chen Palace.

Chen Shi pinched his chin and speculated, "Black Pot, I think either your parents or your grandfather were formidable, embedding memories into your bloodline that allow you to find this palace. Black Pot, you might not be a dog!"

His expression turned serious as he held Black Pot’s dog head and looked straight into its eyes, earnestly saying, "You could be some other species!"

Black Pot pushed away his hand and barked at him twice.

Chen Shi laughed, "Don’t be in such a hurry to deny it, maybe you really aren’t a dog! Black Pot, do you have any other magic that can enter the underworld?"

Black Pot paused for a moment, transformed into a gust of yin wind, and disappeared from sight.

When the howling yin wind returned, Black Pot reappeared once more.

Chen Shi’s eyes brightened, his breathing became somewhat rapid, "Can you take me to the underworld?"

Black Pot gestured for him to climb onto its back. Chen Shi mounted the dog, drawing the attention of several Independents who had not left, one of them remarking in a low sneer, "Shabby underpants..."

Before he could finish, a gust of yin wind rose from Black Pot’s feet, howling as they entered the underworld, leaving Chen Shi with an empty sensation below him, and he landed buttocks-first on the ground.

Black Pot reappeared, stepping on the yin wind with tongue lolling out, looking puzzled at Chen Shi as if asking why he didn’t accompany it.

"No, your magic can’t take someone with you into the underworld."

Chen Shi pondered. Other than the Taiping Sect’s altar, the only other way into the underworld was through Granny Sha.

The Taiping Sect had been uprooted by him, and although the altar still existed, without the Exotic Beast Blood and being unaware of their magic, it was difficult to replicate. frёeωebɳovel.com

Granny Sha, on the other hand, taking little Dingxiang with her, had disappeared without a trace, and he presumed they had left for Gongzhou ahead of him.

"And Granny Sha’s magic usually sends a person’s soul to the underworld. To send the True Body requires a grand gesture, employing the use of altars and the like... Wait a second!"

Chen Shi stood there in a trance, suddenly realizing the key point. The reason he couldn’t enter the underworld while riding the dog, was it because of his physical body?

If he rode the dog in soul form, could he then enter the underworld?

Chen Shi, excited by the idea, immediately told Black Pot about it.

Black Pot questioned with a bark, "Woof?"

"It’s simple, I use Soul Tether to extract my soul from my body."

Chen Shi instantly cast Soul Tether, which originated from the Soul Summoning Talisman, also a talisman, which he used as if it were a magic—the Soul Tether.

Sitting cross-legged, Chen Shi formed the mudra for external binding, crossing his arms with his thumbs pressing against each other, raised above his head. After lightly tapping his crown a few times, he gradually stood up as his arms were raised.

Chen Shi lowered his hands and looked down, only to see another self sitting on the ground.

That self was his physical body.

The current Chen Shi was merely his soul, extracted by his own spellcasting.

If an ordinary person’s soul were extracted, they would fear the wind and sun, but despite the strong winds and fierce sun atop the mountain, Chen Shi felt nothing.

Having consumed more than four hundred Resurrection Lotuses, his soul was incredibly stable and solid, much like a Golden Core.

Although the Resurrection Lotus originates from the underworld, and the fields are vast, they are rare in the mortal world; not many Cultivators could claim to have even heard of them, let alone consumed any.

If one were lucky enough to obtain just one or half, they would have to use various Spiritual Medicines to maximize the efficacy of the Resurrection Lotus, fearing to waste the slightest bit.

Who else would consume them like Chen Shi, treating them as casually as rice, as if chewing peonies like cattle?

Chen Shi’s soul sat on Black Pot’s back. Black Pot once again activated the magic; a yin wind blew, and Chen Shi suddenly saw the black wind swirling around him and Black Pot. The howling wind materialized into black lines and patterns, rapidly rotating as if it had grown fur.

And outside of the black wind was an endless field of lotuses!

Black Pot leapt forth, carrying him through the howling yin wind, and in the next moment, they surfaced atop the boundless Big Swamp.

In the instant that Black Pot emerged from the yin wind, its body grew immensely large, flames burning all around it, producing thick smoke above the flames, like a moving Flame Mountain.

The giant dog, with smoke billowing from its nostrils and mouth, stood upon the swamp without sinking.

Chen Shi was initially sitting on the dog’s back, but as Black Pot suddenly grew so large, he remained the same size, nearly sliding off. He hurriedly grabbed a strand of the dog’s fur to prevent himself from falling.

The strand of dog hair was as thick as his arm, and from the pores of the hair, thick smoke and flames were billowing out.

Strangely enough, the flames didn’t feel hot, nor did the smoke choke him.

Now in a ghostly state, he naturally did not perceive physical sensations.

"Black Pot, the giant ghouls here have extremely sensitive ears, we can’t make any noise or we’ll startle it," Chen Shi whispered in Black Pot’s ear as he crawled from Black Pot’s back to its ears, "I’m going to harvest the lotuses, don’t move around randomly."

He slid down from Black Pot’s back, and halfway through, he leaped, landing lightly on the swamp.

Black Pot sat down in the swamp, watching his small master, tiny as an ant, move stealthily across the mire, taking great care not to alarm the ghoul in the sky.

Suddenly, the sky above the lotus field slowly opened a slit of an eyelid, over ten zhang long, then gradually opened wider.

Soft snoring sounds came from the sky, like distant thunder.

That was the giant ghoul feigning sleep, making noises.

The ghoul had been disturbed by their presence and awakened, intending to eliminate the petty thief pilfering white lotuses. But upon glancing at the big black dog, it was taken aback and quickly shut its eyes.

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