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Chapter 142: News about Gu Xie’s repair of four thousand spiritual stones in the cave [Second update, please subscribe! 】

The next day.

Wen Jiu went out early in the morning.

First, I walked around the outer city, just like a passerby, looking around here and there. If I wanted to try special food, I would go in and have a good meal. Don't think about your practice, and don't care if anyone is watching you.

This was the case for several days in a row, so at first there were foundation-building monks following him secretly. After a few days, the foundation-building monks lost their patience, and only the Qi-training monks were the only ones following secretly.

But in the past few days, Xuemo Sanqian still maintained the efficiency of refining one thousand kilograms of corpse blood every day.

On the second day after entering Fengyun Immortal City, Xuemo Sanqian stepped into the realm of three evil spirits and flying corpses.

As expected, after stepping into the Three Evil Flying Corpses, the effect of corpse blood dropped sharply again to only 5 experience points for one pound of corpse blood, but after the remaining 4,500 pounds of corpse blood was absorbed by it.

Three Thousands of Blood Ink finally entered the realm of Three Evils and Flying Corpses.

[Three Thousand Blood Ink·Three Evil Flying Corpses (Middle Realm 3950/11000)]

"Perhaps we can inquire about a new place of practice in Fengyun Immortal City." Although Shengrenjin is a place of innate death, it is only suitable for practicing life skills or maintaining daily practice. The core area may be able to raise corpses, but it is estimated that it will be difficult to sustain. develop.

"This is just the flying corpse of the three evil spirits. If we can transform all the flying corpses of the three evil spirits into immortal bones in the Tianjue ruins in the future, and then cultivate them, I don't know how much resources and high-quality corpse blood will be consumed."

But it’s better than killing people to practice.

If it were more valuable, then Fang Qinian would probably regard him as a scapegoat. Whenever he wanted some information, he would take the opportunity to blackmail him.

This time Wen Jiu planned to wander around the inner city to see if he could get to know the foundation-building monks and get some information.

Not expensive.

But Wen Jiu still chose him.

Today, the foundation-building monk Wen Jiu is going to visit is named Fang Qinian. He is not only a left-behind monk, but also a second-level low-level puppet master. His temper and conduct are very poor in the monks of Fengyun Immortal City.

[Skill: Ninth Level of Yinsha True Spirit Body (5665/11000)]

So Wen Jiu wanted to get acquainted with the foundation-building disciple of Zuodao Jindan in Fengyun Immortal City.

Fengyun Immortal City may have such an existence as the Dead Man Peak Ji Zhi Tower, but it must be controlled by Shenjue Qianfeng, and outsiders cannot get involved. After all, they even have to monitor the strange foundation-building monks who appear in Fengyun Immortal City.

In terms of vision, knowledge, etc., ordinary foundation-building monks may not be able to match them in their lifetime.

Zuo Dao is making rapid progress, but the resources required are indeed exaggerated. If the True Spirit Demon Clan does not bear all this silently, he really doesn't know what to do.

Will this desire for control allow other forces to build a Zhizhi Tower?

It's worth a thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

At the same time, Wen Jiu also noticed a familiar person coming towards him. It was the female evil cultivator who lived diagonally across from the Washington Palace where he lived. This woman has a good appearance and a good figure, but she has an evil aura about her.

As for his reputation, it is not important to Wen Jiu at all, because he does not want to be his brother.

Fang Qinian loves money.

After having the idea, Wen Jiu asked Feng Jue. However, as a foundation builder trapped in the far west, Feng Jue knew some things, but not much. In addition, since he is not a left-behind monk, he doesn't know this by accident.

Coupled with the corpse blood needed to build the foundation outside the Blood and Ink Three Thousand, more than half of the True Spirit Demons would have to be killed just to cultivate the Blood and Ink Three Thousand.

Others cannot get involved, but as a corpse keeper, he is not afraid of evil spirits, so he can come in and out at will.

More than 20,000 kilograms of corpse blood, that's nearly 530 first-level true spirit demons.

Still greedy.

The Yinsha true spirit body successfully entered the ninth level.

Although there is still some danger.

Love women.

However, the gate of the mansion was closed tightly. Fang Qinian seemed unwilling to see these people, and those monks who had perfected their Qi practice did not dare to knock on the door, so they could only wait outside the door.

The registered disciple of the Lord of Fengyun Immortal City!
Although it is just a name, two words in the name can completely widen the gap between him and ordinary foundation-building monks.

These days, he has also obtained some information about Fengyun Fairy City through places like restaurants and spiritual food halls. In the inner city area where he lives, there are two unusual monks who are in the early stage of foundation building.

There is only one reason.

No matter how many vests you get, you probably won’t be able to hide them.

Still care about this?
After wandering around the inner city, Wen Jiu found a treasure pavilion and bought a first-grade high-quality Yin Dan.

It's just a welcome gift for your first visit.

With the gift, Wen Jiu found outside Fang Qinian's mansion, but as soon as he arrived at the door, he found that there were many people who had the same idea as him. Many Qi Perfect monks and their servants led carts and carts and parked in his mansion. outside.

As long as he really relies on killing people to practice, it is hard to say whether Sansha Flying Corpse can be raised to the golden elixir level, but there are definitely many people who want to kill him.

But it stands to reason that the world of immortality should have no shortage of desperate places like the Abyss of Demons, or places where demons are entrenched.

Wen Jiu suddenly felt a little stressed.

It is also rumored that he likes to use living people to refine evil puppets, human puppets, etc. No one who works in his mansion comes out alive.

Not cheap either.

"There are still three small realms before the Three Evil Flying Corpses reach perfection. If the effect of corpse blood does not continue to weaken, 26,410 kilograms of corpse blood can reach it." After calculating this number, Wen Jiu's scalp went numb.

So Wen Jiu could only go out early the next morning to inquire, but he was too lazy to go to the outer city. They were all Qi-training monks and ordinary left-right evil cultivators. Although they were more knowledgeable than the Dead Man's Peak monks in Fengyun Fairy City, they could be placed in the Fengyun Fairy City. In Fengyun Fairy City, are they just another kind of frog in the well?

There was also a ferocious green centipede wrapped around his wrist, which made the monk's scalp numb and he did not dare to look directly at it.

The two had met once before, but they couldn't even be considered acquaintances. However, when the female evil cultivator saw Empress Wen Jiu, a smile suddenly appeared on her lips and she took the initiative to say: "It turns out that fellow Taoist came to Fengyun Immortal City to be with my concubine. It’s really a coincidence that they are the same.”

Between words.

The monks on the street all panicked and made way for them, and they felt uneasy even if they were far away from the female evil cultivator for twenty or thirty years.

Wen Jiu nodded, and then made a gesture of invitation, not wanting to get too close to him, "Fellow Taoist, please come first."

The female evil cultivator didn't seem to want to leave first. Instead, she came closer and closer, as if she was going to hit someone with the ball. After moving her nose and sniffing carefully, the playful smile on the female cultivator's face suddenly disappeared by three points.

"The Corpse Keeper!"

"Fellow Taoist, please invite me first." The female evil cultivator stopped her smile, took two steps back, and made a gesture of invitation.

Wen Jiu was dumbfounded.

Do corpse keepers have such a bad reputation in the circle of leftist monks?
But thinking about it, compared to the cultivation of other left-behind monks, the amount of blood and essence required to raise a corpse is astonishingly large.

Normally, a foundation-building corpse keeper would be surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Who wouldn’t be afraid to see this?

Wen Jiu was not polite and didn't want to waste time here, so he stepped forward and knocked lightly on the copper ring of the red door. However, as soon as he knocked, an old butler with a sullen face suddenly opened the door, saluted respectfully, and invited the two of them in.

Wen Jiu noticed that although the old housekeeper was human, he had no heartbeat and his whole body exuded a sense of death.

obviously. This is a human puppet.

Although the specific refining method of human puppets is not known, Yin Yangchen’s soul memory contains information about high-level human puppets.

That means it must be refined by living people.

No wonder those monks who have perfected their qi training don't even dare to knock on the door. It seems that the rumors in Fengyun Immortal City are not false.

After walking hundreds of steps, walking through the long corridor and passing through the small courtyard, I did not see a group of people, almost all of them were puppets. When Wen Jiu and the female evil cultivator came to the backyard of the mansion together, they finally felt a trace of the breath of life.

of course.

There is also a strong smell of rouge, wine and the woman's seductive laughter.

These smells are accompanied by music and drums, making people feel as if they are in a fence for a moment, not like a mansion of a foundation-building monk.

After walking a few steps further and crossing the rockery, Fang Qinian was singing an opera under the service of seven or eight young concubines. He was so happy that he stopped smiling only after Wen Jiu and two others arrived.

Wen Jiu looked at Fang Qinian, and felt in his heart that the outside world was really true, so it was stable.

Fang Qinian smiled and greeted him, "Two fellow Taoists are here. I apologize for any delay in greeting you."

Wen Jiu didn't hesitate, knowing that the other party's enthusiasm was definitely not for him, but for the gift he brought, so he took out the pill box and said, "Han came to Fengyun Fairy City for the first time, and the name of Fellow Daoist Fang was so popular. I really admire him, so I came here to visit with a small gift."

Fang Qinian took the pill box with a cheerful face and opened it unceremoniously in front of Wen Jiu.

After taking a closer look, Fang Qinian's face did not change much, and was still full of smiles.

Not to mention disappointed.

Not to mention happy.

The female evil cultivator on the side also hurriedly took out the gift and said bluntly: "I am hiding in the moonlight of Zuomen. I brought a first-class Yinling grass to ask fellow Taoist Fang to do something. After the task is completed, I will definitely express my gratitude."

"Excellent Yin Spirit Grass, Fellow Daoist Yue is really polite." Fang Qinian suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes, hurriedly waved his hand to signal the concubine to retreat, and enthusiastically invited the female evil cultivator inside, while Wen Jiu was directly left aside.

Wen Jiu didn't care.

After all, what they give is really valuable.

The first-class Yin Spirit Grass is not as valuable as a rare thing like Ghost Face Pagoda, but it is not common. One plant costs at least five to six thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and there will be a heavy thank you after the deed is completed. If it were him, he would We also give priority to receiving Yue Yinrong.

But what surprised Wen Jiu was that Yue Yinrong had no intention of entering, "Fellow Daoist Fang, just say it here. This matter is not a secret."

Yue Yinrong didn't care, and Fang Qinian didn't care even more. "Fellow Taoist Yue, please speak up. If I can do it, I will never refuse. But if I can't do it, then I can only ask where to come from." Where has it gone?"

"That's natural." Yue Yinrong nodded and immediately said, "I discovered an ancient evil cave a few days ago. The fragrance of the Yinxie elixir is extraordinary. There may be a large number of second-level Yinxie elixirs in it. The road to the cave is full of dangers, and there is nothing I can do on my own, so I would like to ask fellow Taoists to help repair the cave."

"This matter is not trivial. We need to observe it on the spot. If Fang is incompetent, we must ask senior brother to take action. When the time comes, Taoist Yue will be indispensable." Fang Qinian's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Wen Jiu finally understood that Yue Yinrong was not shy and wanted to say it in front of him.

This is because I want him to join the group.

Regarding the second-level Yinxie elixir, it would be false to say that he is not tempted. After all, he also knows the price of the second-level elixir.

A random one is a small ten thousand spirit stone. Even the Zhenbao Pavilion that Wen Jiu went to today has a price but no market. And according to the pavilion master who greeted him, the same is true for the second-level evil elixirs in Fengyun Immortal City.

Because the leftist monks who have the second-level Yinxie elixir will not sell it at all.

Selling is easy.

It’s really hard to buy.

really.

The next moment Yue Yinrong glanced at Wen Jiu, "How about this fellow Taoist go and have a look too?"

"No."

Wen Jiu decisively refused.

Even if there was no problem and there really was a second-level Yin evil elixir in it, he didn't want to go.

At first, I couldn’t trust these two people.

Secondly, his Three Evil Flying Corpses are just building the foundation. What’s the difference between these old evil cultivators plotting opportunities and giving them for free?
"Fellow Taoist, this opportunity must not be missed and will never come again. If I cannot enter the ancient monk's cave without my own strength, I will definitely not invite others. If my fellow Taoist cannot trust me, I can make a blood oath."

Yue Yinrong spoke again, as if she didn't want to miss this opportunity.

"No, I believe you, but I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it." Wen Jiu randomly found a reason to refuse.

Hearing these words, Yue Yinrong twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer: "Fellow Taoist is really straightforward."

"You are quite bold too." Wen Jiu praised.

But Fang Qinian couldn't help laughing when he heard it, "This fellow Taoist Han, you are really a wonderful person, I like it!"

Wen Jiu smiled politely.

Not long after, after Yue Yinrong and Fang Qinian had a discussion inside the sound barrier, Yue Yinrong said goodbye and left.

Fang Qinian sat down and poured a glass of wine for Wen Jiu, "Fellow Taoist Han, what else do you need Fang to solve?"

"I want to get some information about the Jedi and the Death Land. Finally, there are places where second-level monsters and monsters are entrenched."

After hearing these words, Fang Qinian hesitated for a few breaths, "If fellow Taoist want to ask these questions, I'm afraid it's not enough. It's not that I'm trying to trick you, but this information is of great significance to us and other left-dao monks. In order not to Let us grow stronger and even isolate these places with formations and set them as top secrets of the sect. "

"I wonder how many spiritual stones are needed to find out this news?" Wen Jiu did not doubt Fang Qinian's words too much.

Because Shenjue Qianfeng can definitely do such a thing.

But is it necessarily true?

Wen Jiu didn't think so.

But now he has no other place or channel to ask for such information, and there is no guarantee if he finds anyone else.

And although Fang Qinian's reputation is not good, he should be able to do things, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people at the door bringing gifts to beg Fang Qinian.

Fang Qinian gestured with three fingers, "We still need three thousand spirit stones. As long as you give me three thousand spirit stones, I can show you a clear path. But I have to say first, that place is no trivial matter. There are many demons and even demons inhabiting it. A true demon, even Shenjue Qianfeng wouldn’t dare to reach there.”

"Three thousand is three thousand."

One piece of news is worth four thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

Really outrageous.

However, some money must be spent, otherwise once the Abyss of Demons is emptied, his progress in raising corpses will stagnate.

And if everything goes well, he plans to raise three immortals, and the resources required are definitely not trivial.

(End of this chapter)