Ash-gray and deathly still!
That was the Pure Land's first impression.
"Hmm?" Tang Ping suddenly crouched down and touched the soil beneath his feet, sighing. "Good stuff!"
He had not expected the Pure Land to contain so many treasures. He had only just entered and had already found something valuable.
Soul Earth!
This cold, gloomy soil was no ordinary dirt. To souls, it was an excellent tonic, and it could also be used to cultivate plants beneficial to the soul and spirit.
That was why Tang Ping said the Sage of Six Paths had squandered his gifts.
No matter how many good things he had, he would not know how to use them.
Of course, perhaps it was not entirely his fault. If he had truly been that clever, shinobi would not have ended up knowing nothing except fighting.
Even in research, only a few famous figures had emerged over the past thousand years, such as Tobirama Senju, Orochimaru, Kabuto... and a handful of others.
The Sage of Six Paths, whose strength had entirely come from his bloodline, had achieved nothing in any other field.
With this Soul Earth, Tang Ping felt that he could cultivate some useful things.
For example, he now had raw materials for potions that enhanced Spiritual Power or Yin Release.
The key was the quantity!
There was an astonishing amount of this soil. It could be used on a massive scale rather than merely in small quantities.
Finding something this good the moment he entered the Pure Land made Tang Ping even more interested in the place.
Soon, he stopped at a certain spot.
Sand!
The soil before him parted on its own, revealing a corpse within.
No!
Judging from its appearance, it was sleeping.
Anyone capable of sleeping within the earth naturally could not