Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 739 Blacklist, White Lotus Mother (two in one)

On the seventh day of July, Song Ciwan left Wanmo Cliff.

At this time, there were only two big fish left on her blacklist, the White Lotus Mother and the Angry Immortal.

Yesterday, she sold all the gas masses she got from the Cangmei Demon Saint, except for the eight-star rare item "Bye-mouthed Heavenly Master", and then she obtained the [seven-star spiritual material Shadow Stone] and the [eight-star rare item "Rat-Boldness"] respectively by selling dead air and bad luck.

Extremely courageous: After swallowing this gall, you can cover the sky within a quarter of an hour. The range of coverage depends on your cultivation level. You can burn your lifespan to expand the range.

He also had 121 kilograms of hostility, and obtained [lifespan of 121,000 years].

At this point, Song Ciwan's total lifespan reached 5,751,000 years.

But at this point, Song Ciwan still had not sold all of his collection of resentment.

There is still a large amount of hostility in the scale, which comes from the insect transformation on the fourth day of July in the Zhelong Mountain!

You should know that at that time, in addition to the Qixuan Zhenren who turned into insects, many immortals and martial arts masters also turned into insects.

After the death of these insect-transformed monks, they also emitted a large amount of insect murderous aura. Song Ciwan immediately activated the scale of heaven and earth to collect all of it.

A total of 1,350 kilograms of mutant celestial-level... that is, the mutant Zerg's hostility was obtained.

This number is terrifying. If all of them are sold, it is unimaginable how long Song Ciwan’s lifespan will be.

Song Ciwan did not hesitate. As for the snowball, the longer it gets, the faster it will grow.

She has now completed the initial accumulation of practice, so naturally, she will begin to enter a state of rapid progress in all aspects!
At that moment, Song Ciwan started to sell based on a base amount of one hundred kilograms.

[You sold 100 kilograms of mutant Zerg's evil spirit and gained a lifespan of 300,000 years.]

The mutant Zerg’s viciousness is so strong that one pound can last for three thousand years!

Although the combat power level of the mutant Zerg is one level lower than that of the Demon Saint, in terms of exchanging lifespan, the mutant Zerg's hostility is still much more valuable.

You sold...

Song Ciwan continued to trade, and every time she gained an additional 300,000 years of life, she would trade for cultivation time. She would enter the cultivation space to cultivate for ten to twenty years, and then return to the real world to continue trading.

This cycle continued, and soon her lifespan increased by another three million years.

The total lifespan reaches 8,751,000 years.

The qualitative change has not yet arrived.

He continued to sell off, and finally, all the resentment was sold off, and Song Ciwan's total lifespan reached [9,801,000 years].

And the qualitative change has not yet arrived!
When life span reaches this point, it really just seems like a bunch of numbers.

Of course, for Song Ciwan today, the increase in lifespan has a more specific meaning, which is that her burnable lifespan is also increasing significantly.

The more lifespan she can burn, the more strength and trump cards she has.

From another perspective, this is actually a kind of growth in foundation, so Song Ciwan has always attached great importance to the evil spirit of demons.

However, there has been no new qualitative change in 9.8 million years, and Song Ciwan doesn’t know when the next qualitative change will occur.

She began to look forward to the time when her total lifespan would exceed ten million years?
Or will it be when it breaks through one hundred years, which is 12,960,000 years?
On the seventh day of July, Song Ciwan left Wanmo Cliff, and he seemed to be subtly different from before.

In fact, she still had a lot of air masses in her scale that had not been sold out, not to mention those at the Celestial Immortal level or below, which were used to buy air masses for cultivation time—

This kind of thing belongs to regular reserves, and Song Ciwan will never sell them all at once.

You have to leave some for her to use to regulate her breath or for daily practice.

In addition to these regular reserves, there is also the energy from true immortals and martial saints such as Fairy Biyun and Martial Saint Lingxu.

These emotional auras from the True Immortals and Martial Saints have not yet been traded for the first time. Logically, these auras from specific people would always be traded for some kind of magical skills when they were traded for the first time.

But Song Ciwan has no shortage of magical skills now. She has so many of them that she can hardly learn them all, so she simply collects these energy balls for the time being.

If she has special needs in the future, she might be able to use her Yuanzhu to make designated purchases.

Song Ciwan left the Ten Thousand Demons Cliff, contacted his own incarnation in the void, and then counted with his fingers, and found that the White Lotus Mother was in the west!
Kyushu, Western Regions.

The so-called Western Regions is actually the Liangzhou area.

The territory of Jiuzhou is extremely vast, and Liangzhou alone is equivalent to ten times the size of China that Song Ciwan knew in his previous life.

Among them are deserts, mountains, plains, oases... or plateaus, hills, basins, etc., all kinds of complex landforms are available.

In such a vast world, it is actually very easy to hide a person.

But finding someone is harder than finding a needle in a haystack.

However, in the mythological world, if all kinds of mythological methods are used, then even finding a needle in a haystack will seem like a commonplace.

Mother Bai Lian fled in panic.

At first, she also followed the example of the ancient mortal fairies and spread her incarnations throughout the Kyushu.

This method can disperse risks and is a means of escape that only top-level True Immortals can possess.

But soon, thinking back to the death of the immortal in the past——

Although many people, including Mother Bai Lian, were unable to understand how Chen Xian died, they only knew that he died from one of Song Zhao's magical spells.

But the masters all have their own unique skills.

After a little calculation, Mother Bai Lian was able to think of at least one thing: Chen Xian's mortal body should be unable to cope with Song Zhao's pursuit.

The various incarnations of the White Lotus Mother are not even as exquisite as the mortal body of the mortal fairy. In this case, it would be a bit foolish to escape by using the incarnation.

Mother Bai Lian did not dare to hide back in her own sect. It was not because she was afraid of bringing disaster to her fellow disciples and younger generations, but even in the Lingshen Sect, she was not sure whether all the sect leaders would be loyal to her and protect her wholeheartedly.

She was afraid that once she escaped back to the sect, some old guys in the sect would take the opportunity to harm her and drain her marrow!

At the same time, Mother Bai Lian could also foresee how chaotic the Lingshen Sect would become after she got into trouble. It was possible that while she was fleeing for her life, the Lingshen Sect would already be torn apart.

Lingshen Sect could not be left, and the incarnations outside the body could not be used. In the vastness of Jiuzhou, there was no place that could be the hiding place of her White Lotus Mother! In this case, White Lotus Mother thought about it and simply scattered her nine incarnations into Jiuzhou, but only withdrew the true spirits scattered inside the incarnations.

The nine incarnations can be used to slightly confuse Song Zhao.

It would be best if Song Zhao could let her go after killing the incarnation, but if Song Zhao still refused to let her go, there was nothing to worry about—

The White Lotus Mother hid herself in a form that ordinary people could never imagine.

This is her real trump card.

On the seventh day of July, at noon, when the sun was at its brightest, Song Ciwan steered the Taixu Ruyi Boat across the entire Kyushu.

With the guidance of the Void Incarnation and the Dharmakāya of the White Lotus Mother, Song Ciwan easily found all nine incarnations and killed them all.

After the killing, various incarnations were left behind.

The basis of these incarnations are all seven-star spiritual materials, such as the Spirit Flower, Holy Spring Ice Crystal, Yin-Yang Feather and the like. All of them are extremely precious materials. Song Ciwan put all of these things into the scale of heaven and earth, and added a batch of spiritual materials to his treasure house.

When we arrived in Liangzhou, the sunlight was about a quarter of an hour away from the west.

At that time, Song Ciwan put away the Taixu Ruyi Boat, concealed his own breath, and came to Jingtai City, a county town in Liangzhou.

Jingtai City is a plateau city, inheriting the usual style of the entire Liangzhou. The people of Jingtai City are rough and tough, and there are many warriors in the territory. People fight against monsters and also fight against people. There is no day when there are no dead people in Jingtai City.

When Song Ciwan stepped into Jingtai City, the first thing he saw was various fighting arenas.

Every now and then, warriors would come to the stage to fight, either for resources, for fame, or for revenge...

Some fighting arenas will be surrounded by various seats and stands. If someone wants to watch the fight up close, they will have to spend Yuanzhu to purchase a seat.

Song Ciwan followed the guidance in his heart, walked past one fighting arena after another, and unknowingly came to a slightly remote fighting arena.

This fighting arena was also surrounded by seats of various levels, but compared to most of the bustling fighting arenas, this one had very few spectators.

It was not surprising that no one was watching. There was no fierce fighting or exciting competition on the stage. There was only a warrior who looked a little old, fighting with a wooden puppet.

Or rather, it didn't even seem like the two sides were fighting, but rather were engaging in daily martial arts practice.

If someone saw this, it would be really weird.

A young girl dozed off at the side of the stage, occasionally shouting, "Uncle, can we stop practicing? Or you can hit me harder? If you do that, who would be willing to spend money to buy our seats?"

The old warrior responded in a muffled voice: "It won't work. If we hit Amu too hard, he will be broken up. We don't have the money to repair it."

The girl could only hold her chin and sigh: "Oh, alright, alright, never mind. If no one wants to watch, then no one wants to watch. Anyway, at most I can't afford the pills, but I won't starve to death..."

Before he finished sighing, he saw a figure in green walking towards him from the street.

The figure seemed to be slow but was actually fast. It took only three or five steps to reach the bottom of the stands. When the girl saw her, she was startled at first, but then she was pleasantly surprised: "Oh, a guest is here! Do you want to buy a seat? My uncle is a very good boxer! The Xiantian masters of Changyue Martial Arts School in the west of the city all said that my uncle's martial arts have the meaning of returning to nature. Watch more, who knows when he will be able to comprehend the Xiantian Dao!"

The girl was eloquent and enthusiastically pulled Song Ciwan to sell tickets for the stands.

As Song Ciwan walked along the way, guided by the mysterious will of Tao, he had already determined that the last bit of Mother Bai Lian's true spirit was in this Jingtai City.

But after entering the city, the originally clear feeling suddenly became blurred again.

Even though the void incarnation that occupied the White Lotus Mother's true body was following Song Ciwan, this kind of perception seemed very vague, even intermittent. Sometimes Song Ciwan even had a feeling that the White Lotus Mother was dead.

Logically speaking, under this sunlight, nothing should be able to escape Song Ciwan's perception!

Song Ciwan had already watched more than ten martial arts fights. She released the big white goose from the spirit beast bag and carried it with her. After watching these ten martial arts fights, she did not find the White Lotus Mother, but the big white goose was very interested and excited. She almost wanted to find a stage to show her power on the martial arts stage.

Song Ciwan only said one sentence to make Da Bai Goose stop his impulse. She said: "Da Bai, most of those on the stage are below Xiantian level. There are a few Xiantian masters who are not even Xiantian level 2. Do you really want to go up and bully the weak?"

The big white goose immediately straightened its neck proudly and called out, "I am not a goose that bullies the weak. Oh, these little guys, I won't beat them if I don't want to!"

Song Ciwan liked its arrogant look, patted its head, and said, "You know I'm looking for Mother White Lotus, Dabai, if you can help me find her, I will give you a great gift, okay?"

The so-called gift is actually the Golden Wings Nine Transformations.

Song Ciwan had originally intended to use this Heavenly Demon Technique for the big white goose to practice. As for the cultivation resources, Song Ciwan would never hesitate to use them to train the big white goose.

But sometimes, the rewards earned through one's own efforts are obviously more exciting than those given directly by Song Ciwan.

The big white goose raised its neck and responded excitedly: Are you looking for that old monster? Very good, Wanwan, don't worry, just leave it to me!

As Song Ciwan's spiritual beast, the big white goose gradually developed an instinctive intuitive perception after practicing the Heavenly Demon Subduing Demon Record for a period of time.

Song Ciwan felt that if he handed this matter over to the big white goose, maybe it would give him a surprise.

So, on this afternoon when the sun was setting, Song Ciwan followed the big white goose and walked casually in Jingtai City. As they walked, they suddenly came to this deserted fighting arena.

There was a sign hanging next to the fighting arena, called "Amu Fighting Arena".

The girl guarding the stage greeted Song Ciwan enthusiastically, and Song Ciwan replied: "I want a front row seat, and I also want this goose to go on the stage."

Big White Goose:......

"Ang ang ang?" Didn't you say you don't want me to go on stage?

Song Ciwan patted the big white goose and said, "When we get up there, you'll have to put in a third of the effort."

The young girl's eyes rolled around, so she was embarrassed to say, "It's not impossible for the spirit beast to go on stage, but... my uncle has been fighting for an hour, and my Amu is old. Sir, who is your spirit beast going to fight against?"

Song Ciwan pointed to a wooden sign beside the stands and said, "When fighting against a human, it costs ten yuan beads per round. Now my spirit beast will go on stage to fight your wooden puppet. How about fifty yuan beads per round?"

The girl's eyes suddenly widened. A wooden puppet, even if it was brand new, would cost no more than a hundred yuan.

She was afraid that this fool would slip away, so she nodded quickly: "Okay, okay! Taoist goose, please come on stage quickly!" She then shouted: "Uncle, Taoist goose wants to spar with Amu, please quickly change Amu's Yuanzhu."

The big white goose flapped its wings and flew excitedly onto the stage.

Soon, a novel, even unprecedented, fighting match between spirit beasts and wooden puppets began on this remote fighting stage.

The novel fighting target gradually attracted passers-by nearby, and the remote Amu Fighting Arena welcomed the bustle that had not been seen for a long time.