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Chapter 138: The Blood Food Taoist builds the foundation behind the scenes, and the Heavenly Official dies in vain [Please subscribe! 】

The first-grade high-grade Yin evil elixirs are things that can be encountered but cannot be sought. It is the Yin evil elixirs that cultivate the ghosts and ghosts of the Buddha.

If the ghosts and ghost-faced pagodas can be cultivated to the second level, the efficiency of raising ghosts and gnawing worms can also be improved accordingly.

If the five ghosts can reach the second level.

If the law-devouring Yinworm can reach the second level.

With two more ways to protect the way, he would be able to feel at ease if the Shenyu Mountain Range were to become chaotic in the future.

When the Blood Eater came to his cave and got the corpse mushroom, Wen Jiu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It seems he made the right decision.

People with blood esophagus really have "a lot of money"!
Wen Jiu said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, if you have something to say, just speak to this corpse mushroom. You and I are our own people now."

The Blood Food Taoist was overjoyed. Although he didn't believe what he said, he couldn't help but feel relieved. "To be honest, the senior's spiritual consciousness just sent a message to the old Taoist and asked the old Taoist to wait for him in the cave. The old Tao really doesn't understand the senior. I have a bad temper, so if I say something wrong, I would like to ask my Taoist friends to help me and say a few words for me.”

The blood-eating Taoist was startled, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Then thank you, fellow Taoist." The Taoist Taoist of Blood Food smiled with satisfaction, and the pain of losing a three-hundred-year-old corpse mushroom completely disappeared from his heart.

"In that case, help me find some Yinxie elixir every month. I'll let that boy from October tell you the specific quantity later." Sansha Feizhi did not ask further questions, nor did he show any killing intent, which made the Blood Food Taoist look worried for a moment. Much more relaxed.

Just as he feared, the other party took a fancy to Shengrenjin and the city at his feet.

"Evil brother!"

"Senior's insight reveals that there is indeed a Foundation Establishment cultivator behind this junior, and he is not the one I met with my senior today." The Taoist Blood Eater sighed helplessly, "But that senior's origins are not ordinary, and he has set up a forbidden speech spell for this junior. So I really can’t speak... I ask your forgiveness, senior, but since senior wants to ban others from practicing, I will do my best to cooperate and give senior something needed for practice every month."

He is the master of forbidden life.

As soon as Wen Jiu left, the Blood Food Taoist quickly made tea and invited Sansha Flying Corpse to take a seat, but Sansha Flying Corpse did not move at all. He just said bluntly: "I will practice in Shengrenjin in the future, and I need a room closest to Shengrenjin." The cave.”

The three evil spirits fell into silence.

The cave closest to the Forbidden City is his cave.

If Shenjue Qianfeng Summit allows the Blood Food Taoist to establish a market here, there must be someone behind the Blood Food Taoist.

In fact, although the Blood Food Taoist said nothing, Wen Jiu had already made a close guess about the person behind the Blood Food Taoist.

really.

"Brother Xie, the Blood Food Taoist and I have a deep friendship." Wen Jiu immediately spoke, which made the Blood Food Taoist feel happy again.

So Wen Jiu wanted to make sure of this.

Because he has already thought about it, instead of possessing the forbidden world and making himself a thorn in the side of Shenjue Qianfeng, it is better to get a share of the pie in another way, and let the Taoist Blood Eater control the forbidden world on the surface.

The other party must be a person with extraordinary abilities.

For the venerable.

While Wen Jiu was thinking about it, the Blood Food Taoist was extremely worried, and every breath was like a year.

In the past, people were forbidden to respect him. If the Foundation-Building monks come here, they will be respected by the Foundation-Building monks from now on.

Wen Jiu took the lead in saluting.

The Blood Food Taoist also quickly followed suit and saluted.

The Blood Food Taoist said hurriedly, "What the seniors want, the juniors will do their best to give it to them, but there are some things that the juniors really can't make the decision."

This kind of thing is that there are no three hundred taels of silver here. Anyone who is interested can see it at a glance.

So when the goal is achieved, withdraw.

"Fellow Taoist, don't worry."

To avoid being suspected.

"Repay directly to the person behind you. Since you have some friendship with my junior brother, if you have a background in foundation building, I will naturally not make it difficult for you." Sansha Feizhi said.

Wen Jiu nodded.

"Thank you for your understanding, senior." The Blood Food Taoist quickly saluted and thanked him.

He's not very good at things like acting.

"Yes, Brother Evil."

Wen Jiu patted her chest and agreed, acting as if she would do things for others if she accepted money from them.

In fact, it was Wen Jiu who was thinking.

The flying corpse of Sansha stood with his hands behind his back, and the voice of his divine consciousness echoed in the cave, "No need to be polite, just sit down."

All benefits naturally belong to the respected person.

The words fall.

Not long after.

San Sha Fei Zhi responded, "I know my own rules and won't make it difficult for this person. You go outside the door and keep an eye on it for me."

In Wen Jiu's view, although the innate and dead human forbidden zone cannot be used by normal Qi training monks, it is still the territory of Shenjue Qianfeng. Youdao is my thing. Although I can't use it, I can't let others use it.

Wen Jiu then let the flying corpse of Sansha and a bloody corpse escape into the cave of the Blood Food Taoist, giving him a disastrous attack.

Shenjue Qianfeng has such strict control over the Far West, and nothing has happened for hundreds of years. How could such means and strength be used to let a blood-eating Taoist who has not perfected his Qi practice occupy the place of innate death?
The reason why the gag rule was established may be to avoid leaving any clues. After all, others knowing and leaving evidence are two different things.

In this regard.

Wen Jiu was not surprised.

In fact, in the final analysis, if there are no people who are capable of turning a blind eye, how can there be a place for these evil cultivators who are just practicing qi? To put it bluntly, as long as you are useful to me, what if you are an evil cultivator?

After putting away his thoughts, Wen Jiu controlled the flying corpse of the Three Evils to speak again, "If the things you donate in the future are less, you should know the consequences. But since I accept your things, I will not accept them in vain. I will give them to others in the future." I will keep you safe."

"Thank you, senior."

The Blood Food Taoist couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this promise.

This way.

It’s not that there was no gain at all.

If you can get the protection of a foundation-building monk, it's natural to pay something.

"I will come back in a few days, please prepare your things." After saying that, the three evil flying corpses and the bloody corpse escaped directly and left.

Seeing this, the Blood Food Taoist was secretly shocked, and then he bowed respectfully outside the cave, "When the senior comes, the junior must clean up the cave and prepare everything that the senior needs."

Whether you can hear it or not.

The Blood Food Taoist must say what he feels needs to be said.

The words fall.

The Blood Food Taoist quickly opened the cave and walked towards Wen Jiu with a smile on his face, "Friend October, thank you very much this time."

"Is this the end?"

Wen Jiu pretended not to know anything.

The Blood Food Taoist hurriedly told what had just happened, but did not mention a word about the fact that there was someone behind it.

Seeing the Blood Food Taoist's relaxed state, Wen Jiu smiled with satisfaction.

really.

The routine is still popular.

In the future, he will have more horses.

And he's a Ma Zi who doesn't need to pay anything and can get it done with just a few empty words.

As for asylum.

To be honest, if a monk who can beat him comes to grab something, the Blood Food Taoist will take action even if he doesn't say anything; if someone stronger than him comes, he should just run away. As for the ban on living beings, the life and death of the Blood Food Taoist has nothing to do with him.

However, if the blood-eating Taoist performs well and is outside the ban on strangers, it doesn't mean that he can't do it once or twice.

After chatting for a few more words, Wen Jiu said goodbye to the Blood Food Taoist.

The Blood Food Taoist also left in a hurry.

As for whether the Blood Food Taoist would report their matter to the foundation-building monk behind him, Wen Jiu didn't care. As long as the Blood Food Taoist is not stupid, he will not say anything.

It's a leftist and evil practice.

What I am best at is riding two boats, or even three or four boats.

……

After returning to the cave.

Wen Jiu took out the corpse mushrooms, and then took out two first-level middle-grade Yin evil elixirs. He planned to cultivate Dihui and Ghostface Pagoda first to see how much experience he could gain at the daily settlement, and then add the required monthly Yin evil elixirs. The elixir told the Blood Food Taoist.

In this way, you can save a lot of expenses, as well as the time and energy required to cultivate Yinxie elixir.

At the same time, Wen Jiu also used the telegraph to contact Feng Jue, and learned from Feng Jue the person behind the Blood Food Taoist.

As he thought, this kind of thing is indeed not a secret, and anyone who is interested can guess it at a glance.

The person behind the Blood Food Taoist is none other than the guardian of the Far West - Fang Xiaolin, a monk in the early stages of foundation building. Regarding Fang Xiaolin, his background is not simple. He is the direct disciple of a late-stage foundation-building elder from Shenjue Qianfeng.

It is also true that those who know about the blood-eating Taoist people turn a blind eye and no one dares to expose it.

"It seems we can't squeeze too hard." After briefly understanding the person behind the Blood Food Taoist, Wen Jiu made up his mind.

If you squeeze the blood of the esophagus too harshly.

Xu Xue Shidao will contact Fang Xiaolin if he is ruthless. Even if he is not afraid of Fang Xiaolin, Wen Jiu will not be able to continue to get involved in the ban on strangers.

As long as he doesn't squeeze too hard, the Blood Eater probably won't mind having another foundation-building monk to protect him.

At the same time, Wen Jiu couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, I still feel comfortable after building the foundation.

If you were just a Qi Practitioner, you might not be able to ask anyone about such a simple piece of news.

Putting away his thoughts, Wen Jiu continued to refine corpse mushrooms to feed the evil spirits, while the three evil flying corpses tried their best to remove the soul marks from their bodies. Speaking of which, the soul that Yan Poshan brought to him was indeed a bit tricky.

He originally thought that ordinary foundation building should be able to be cleared at will, but he did not expect that it would be much more difficult to clear than he imagined.

But fortunately, the Three Evil Flying Corpses were created from the Blood Evil Dao Foundation, so although it takes a lot of effort, it is not completely impossible to remove.

Three days at most.

The soul mark of the foundation-building monk can be cleared.

In fact, Wen Jiu wanted to ask about Fan Xun, the mid-stage foundation-building monk who left a soul mark on Yan Poshan, but after thinking about it, he decided not to ask, just in case Feng Xuan thought of it in the future. what?

As for the death of Yan Poshan, he has not secretly approached Deadman Peak to investigate the death, and he must have been stopped by the sect's rules of Shenjue Qianfeng.

In this case, there is no need to worry too much.

soon.

The Dihui and the Ghost-faced Pagoda swallowed up the corpse mushrooms and two first-level middle-grade Yin evil elixirs. To be honest, it was a bit extravagant. However, when the daily settlement was made, the experience gained did not disappoint Wen Jiu.

The earth ghost devoured a first-level, top-grade corpse mushroom that was three hundred years old and gained three hundred experience points.

If we can keep getting Yinxie elixirs in the future, we only need thirty-three first-grade high-grade Yinxie elixirs to be improved.

The Ghostface Pagoda devoured two first-level middle-grade Yin evil elixirs, gaining a total of one hundred experience points.

If you only use the first-level middle-grade Yinxie elixir to cultivate it, you will need two hundred plants. Although the first-level middle-grade Yinxie elixir can be bought, it is probably not that easy to buy if you buy it for two hundred at a time. If converted into spiritual stones, it would cost over 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

It’s almost as much as Wen Jiu’s entire current net worth.

Wen Jiu immediately took a look at the experience information of the two and felt helpless.

[Earth Haunting (first-order high-grade 300/10000)]

[Ghostface Pagoda (first level top grade 100/10000)]

Still poor.

Spending all your money can only cultivate one plant.

Fortunately, although he is poor, he has the help of the Blood Food Taoist, who can help him save a lot of spiritual stones.

"How much does it cost per month?" Wen Jiu fell into deep thought.

It's missing.

It's better not to.

Too much.

It is estimated that the Blood Food Taoist will be cornered, thus attracting Fang Xiaolin.

"The Blood Food Taoist can give me the first-grade high-grade corpse mushrooms at will. Presumably one first-grade high-grade Yin evil elixir or six first-grade middle-grade Yin evil elixir a month shouldn't be a problem." After making up his mind, Wen Jiudi I found him the next day.

When the Blood Food Taoist heard that there was one first-grade high-grade Yinxie elixir every month, his expression suddenly changed, but when he heard that six first-grade middle-grade elixirs could be delivered, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

But he still looked embarrassed.

"Fellow Taoist October, can you help me discuss with my seniors? Six first-level middle-grade Yin evil elixirs are indeed too much this month."

to be frank.

If it is given to only one person, with the market's speed of earning spirit stones, plus the Yinxie elixir in the core area of ​​the Forbidden City, and with some time and effort, six first-level middle-grade Yinxie elixirs can be produced in a month. No problem.

But the problem is that there is still a greedy mouth waiting for him to feed, and nearly 70% of the harvest from the market and strangers every month falls into his mouth.

If he delivers six first-level middle-grade Yin evil elixirs in another month, he will only have less than 10% left.

It's barely enough for practice.

How about building a foundation?

"Fellow Blood Food Taoist, to be honest, this is the result I have fought for you. Originally, Brother Xie only wanted the first-order high-grade Yinxie elixir, and he didn't want any first-order middle-grade Yinxie elixir. He is Zhu Brother Ji, who knew how difficult it would be for us Qi-training monks to find the first-grade high-grade Yinxie elixir..."

Wen Jiu lowered his voice and said the last sentence, with a rather helpless tone.

The Blood Food Taoist looked at Wen Jiu's helpless look and couldn't express the pain in his heart. He didn't believe that Wen Jiu had fought for him, but that was all he had to say. If he didn't know what was good and what was good, then let's pass it. .

"Thank you, Fellow Taoist October. I'll do my best."

The words fall.

The Blood Food Taoist smiled wryly and thanked him.

What's going on?

It seems that the resources for foundation building can only be spent in the Tianjue ruins.

"Fellow Taoist, there are some things that need to be considered carefully. The Shenyu Mountain Range may cause chaos at any time. When Shenjue Qianfeng itself is in trouble, after all, it is impossible to take action for the evil cultivators of the left way." In order to let the blood The Food Taoist worked even harder, and Wen Jiu gave him a kind reminder.

The Blood Food Taoist nodded and responded thoughtfully, "I will bear in mind what my fellow Taoist said today."

"Then I'll take my leave first."

Wen Jiu bid farewell to the Blood Food Taoist.

I was preparing to leave the Far West for a trip to Fengyun Fairy City, but I didn't expect that as soon as I made this preparation, a message came from the telegraph.

The information comes from two people.

Flat mountains.

There is also the Oriental Celestial City.

What the former sent him was the message received by the Tianzuo Alliance.

Ku Yue, the leader of the Tianzuo Alliance, has received confirmed news that Tianguan Bai, the leader of the Dead Man Peak, has passed away.

The body has been found by the foundation-building elder of Shenjue Qianfeng.

The latter brought information about Shenjue Qianfeng.

Three days later, Fang Xiaolin, the guardian of the far west of the Divine Thousand Peaks, was about to come to Dead Man's Peak and asked to see him by name.

[Suddenly something happened at home.

resignedly.

I only have time to write in the evening. 】

(End of this chapter)