Chapter 66: Building a Ghost Cave (45 first order)
"Since there is no soul left, let's go back first."

Feeling that it would take some time for the Yin Ling Locust Trees to baptize so many souls, Fang Chen did not plan to wait on the coast. He put the two Yin Ling Locust Trees into the Second Generation Immortal Palace and turned to enter the Jueling Swamp.

I went downstairs and talked with Lin Qingshan and Xu Qiyun. Nothing happened in the territory and everything was going on as usual.

Both the reclamation and sowing work are nearing completion, which is a good thing, but Lin Qingshan also reported new problems.

The descendants of the Immortal Dynasty will usher in a period of leisure.

It’s not that it’s bad for them to have nothing to do, Fang Chen is not the kind of person who is unwilling to give them even a little vacation.

The main reason is that the territory is now poor and they didn’t care about it when they were busy before, but now that they are free, they have more time to think.

Although they were called descendants of the Immortal Dynasty, they were still wearing tattered clothes from their refugee days. After all the hard work they had gone through, they all looked like slaves.

The first batch of descendants of the Immortal Dynasty were better off. They had already achieved some cultivation and were full of energy and spirit. The second batch looked no different from slaves.

Fortunately, the weather is hot now, so we can wear thinner clothes and keep cool, but we can’t keep looking like this forever.

They were refugees before, and it was okay as long as they had food to eat, but now they have become descendants of the Immortal Dynasty, and some have already embarked on the path to immortality. It is a bit unreasonable for them to dress like this again.

As long as they are given some free time, such thoughts will naturally arise.

In fact, the reason why Lin Qingshan reported this matter to Fang Chen was because such voices had begun to appear among the descendants of the Immortal Dynasty.

After having their own room, they have independent and leisure time after night classes every night.

When they were not refugees, although their family did not have many clothes, they at least dressed decently. How come after becoming descendants of the Immortal Dynasty, they only have such tattered clothes?

"It's definitely a problem."

Fang Chen naturally also considered the aspect of clothing.

But what he wanted to do was to use the spiritual silk to make a batch of robes for these descendants of the Immortal Dynasty.

The main reason was that at the beginning, he didn't expect that his first step would be so big.

But there were so many refugees in Qingshi City at that time, and since he had the ability and need, there was no need to choose to help only some of them.

Earthly supplies were easy to get. He had prepared plenty of beds and bedding, which was more than enough even if another 600 people from the Sea Devil Gang joined later.

But as for clothes, Fang Chen prepared to refine robes from the beginning. However, even if the silkworms in his hands were spinning silk and smoking, they would not be able to produce so much silk in time.

"It's my fault. I didn't consider what would happen next after changing the plan."

After realizing this, Fang Chen did not shirk his responsibility and began to think about solutions.

"Lord, if possible, I suggest that we turn those temporarily unused sheets into clothes."

Seeing that Fang Chen didn't have any good plan, Lin Qingshan also put forward his own ideas.

"so be it."

This is indeed much simpler than Fang Chen making another trip to the mortal world to buy cloth.

As for sewing tools such as scissors and needles, Fang Chen had already purchased them and handed them over to Lin Qingshan before.

"Okay, I will start arranging for some people to step down from the work of reclamation and sowing in the next two days so that they can concentrate on making new clothes for everyone."

Lin Qingshan was very happy to get Fang Chen's agreement. After all, his clothes were also missing pieces here and there, and were tattered and airy.

Of course it's a good thing to be able to put on new clothes.

In fact, he was able to notice this problem because he could empathize with it.

When saying goodbye to Lin Qingshan, Fang Chen also noticed this and couldn't help but smile.

Having resolved a hidden danger, his mood improved a lot. He stood by the window and looked at the descendants of the Immortal Dynasty who were resting downstairs.

Compared with their increasingly good mental outlook, their clothes do look a little less pleasing to the eye.

"It's time to change."

Muttering to himself, Fang Chen left the window. He took out the Moon Goddess Flower, Moon Spirit Grass, and two Yinling Sophora japonica trees. He now felt that it was more and more troublesome to plant these spiritual plants that needed to be moved frequently in pots, so that they could be taken out whenever they were needed.

After sensing that the two Yin Ling Spaces had not yet grown to their limits, he was not in a hurry to spend energy on them. He took out some spiritual fruits from the second-generation immortal palace, ate them, and then meditated and practiced.

He entered this state of meditation for the entire afternoon, until he successfully opened up a pair of acupoints.

"call--"

His cultivation level improved a bit, and there was not much emotion on Fang Chen's face. He just let out a breath.

Compared with the various things that will be faced in the future, this improvement in cultivation is really not worth mentioning.

The spiritual thought probed into the Yin Ling space, and both Yin Ling spaces stopped growing.

The space where the spiritual clone exists has now grown to thirty feet in length, width and height, and its volume has reached half that of the second-generation immortal palace.

The space without the spiritual clone only grew to a little over ten feet in length, width and height. Compared with the former, it felt much smaller.

According to Fang Chen's observation, those souls that have lost their physical bodies prefer the Yin spiritual space where there are spiritual clones, which is why this difference occurs.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, not counting his spiritual clones, he found that there were a total of one thousand souls in the larger Yin spiritual space, and only a little over a hundred in the other one.

"So, the upper limit of the number of souls that can be stored in the Yin Spirit Space is one thousand?"

The number one thousand was too neat, so Fang Chen naturally made such a guess.

It was also very simple to verify. He used his spiritual power to capture a soul from another spiritual space. The other party had been cleansed of the evil spirit and memories of his previous life, and did not know how to resist at all, so he was easily captured by him.

"Ah-"

Bathed in the spiritual light of the Luna Flower, the soul actually let out a comfortable cry.

This is normal. The spiritual light of the Moon Goddess Flower can enhance the power of the soul. For the soul, it is a supreme treasure.

However, Fang Chen obviously would not let him enjoy the spiritual light of the Moon Goddess Flower forever. He quickly controlled his spiritual thoughts and planned to stuff it into another Yin spiritual space.

But it failed.

This also proves that Fang Chen's idea is correct.

After putting the soul back to its original position, Fang Chen injected his spiritual thoughts into the spiritual clone and observed the drastically changed appearance of the Yin spiritual space.

"Hmm? Ah——"

As soon as he took over the spiritual clone, Fang Chen instinctively sensed that something was wrong. A huge amount of information quickly poured into his spiritual consciousness and was then transmitted to him.

The dizzy feeling made him cry out.

This kind of pain was even more intense than when he first traveled through time and accepted the original owner's memories.

Perhaps sensing the discomfort, the Moon Goddess Flower's light suddenly became brighter and fell on Fang Chen like a cool breeze, making the pain seem less unbearable.

It was also with the help of the Moon Goddess Flower's spiritual light that he finally digested this information and learned about their origins.

These are the memories of those one thousand souls.

When these memories are transformed into nutrients for the growth of the Yin Spirit Space, they will be played automatically. Fang Chen only glanced at them roughly, but the spiritual clone watched the whole process.

Not only that, he memorized it all.

Then the unsuspecting Fang Chen fell into the trap.

However, after digesting these memories, Fang Chen felt that it was all worth it.

There are actually dozens of demon cultivators among these souls, and a dozen of them are good at playing with souls.

Fang Chen learned from their memories how to continue constructing the Yin Ling space and turn it into a ghost domain.

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