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Chapter 45: The Boss of Black Wind Mountain
【Name: Song Jie】

【Shouyuan: 28/82】

[Spiritual roots: wood, fire, earth, metal, water]

[Realm: Qi Refining Stage 6 (100/)]

[Kung Fu: Changchun Kung Fu (Mastery 639/1000)]

【法术：一阳指（小成302/600），龙爪手（小成302/600），万剑诀（乍练10/100），青冥幽火（乍练12/100）】

[Animal Movement: Phantom Step (Skilled 102/300)]

[Supernatural power: none]

【技艺：炼丹（未入阶）：回春丹（乍练10/100），复灵丸（乍练10/100），辟谷丹（小成549/600），金刚龙虎丹（小成301/600）】

[Skill points: 122 points (can be used to improve the proficiency of skills, spells, body movements, magical powers, and techniques)]

"Sure enough, the proficiency of the Vajra Dragon Tiger Pill has been raised to a minor level."

Song Jie smiled slightly, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

In the past few days, every time Song Jie's spiritual power was replenished, he used the Qingming Phantom Fire to refine pills.

Therefore, I didn't find the time to practice other spells and body skills, and my proficiency level remained at the level of a few days ago.

Especially the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, even if Song Jie wanted to practice it, he didn't dare to practice it directly outside the house.

If someone saw that I knew the Ten Thousand Swords Technique and word got to the cultivators in Black Wind Mountain, I would be in trouble soon.

While practicing the Ten Thousand Swords Technique in the house, Song Jie felt that his small wooden house could not withstand the ordeal.

"It's only the 9th hour now. I'll practice for a while and wait until my spiritual power is fully restored before setting up the stall."

After looking at the position of the sun outside the window, Song Jie immediately sat cross-legged on his small wooden bed and started practicing Changchun Gong.

About an hour later, I felt the spiritual energy in my body becoming abundant again.

Song Jie slowly exhaled and opened his bright eyes.

"You can go out now."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he stood up, packed up, and put on his three-piece set of clothes for setting up a stall.

A small stool, a personal signboard, and most importantly, a medicine box filled with bottles of pills.

"Today is also a day of great wealth~"

After cheering himself up as usual, Song Jie went to the stall in a happy mood.

……

Among the Ten Thousand Mountains, there is a towering peak where black gale winds blow all year round.

Due to the harsh environment, ordinary monsters cannot survive in this mountain for a long time, and ordinary spiritual plants cannot grow at all.

However, life is always tenacious, and even in such a harsh environment, there is still green vitality.

The wind-loving bamboos have taken root in large clumps on this mountain, bringing lush colors to this otherwise desolate peak.

This mountain is none other than the notoriously evil Black Wind Mountain, where a group of cultivators with different personalities gather.

Starting from the halfway point of Black Wind Mountain and extending all the way up to the top of the mountain, there are scattered bamboo houses.

These bamboo houses are of different sizes and have various shapes. Some are as shabby as thatched huts, while others are as exquisite as attics.

Near the top of Black Wind Mountain, there is a dense bamboo forest.

Passing through the deep forest path, you can see a mountain stream with a waterfall falling from a high place, splashing out white water.

The black wind in the air blew from time to time, causing the surrounding bamboo forest to sway.

The bamboo leaves flying in the sky were like sharp blades, leaving white marks on the dark green Jingfeng Bamboo.

The sounds of "rustling" and "rushing" mixed together add a touch of desolation to the scenery that should have been full of poetry.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock beside the stream.

The middle-aged man had his eyes slightly closed, holding a fishing rod supported by bamboo in his hand. A translucent fishing line extended from the top of the rod into the stream.

The float was swaying slightly in the stream, but no fish was caught.

Not long after, a figure crossed the forest path and came to the stream.

The figure first bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man who was fishing, and then kept his head down.

"Boss, it has been confirmed that the headless corpse that appeared in the New Moon Market a few days ago was... "It was the Second Boss!"

The middle-aged man still had his eyes slightly closed and said expressionlessly: "Do you know who did it?"

"I...I haven't found out yet."

The figure immediately lowered his head even lower.

The middle-aged man did not get angry about this, but said calmly: “Send more people to investigate, and after finding the real culprit, if you can solve the problem, get rid of that person.

"If you can't solve it, report back to me."

"I understand, Boss, rest assured, I will complete the task."

"Okay, please step back."

"As ordered!"

After receiving the order, the figure hurriedly bowed again, bent over and took a few steps back before turning around and walking into the forest path.

Only after the figure walked away did the middle-aged man slowly open his eyes.

Those were a pair of eyes that showed a hint of ruthlessness amidst the vicissitudes of life.

"Ah~"

The middle-aged man suddenly sighed.

"For the sake of our brotherhood, I will find the real murderer and avenge you..."

He didn't need to investigate to know that his good-for-nothing brother was most likely looking for trouble and ended up getting killed.

As they were born from the same mother, he knew his stupid brother too well.

He is arrogant, domineering and self-indulgent. Although he has only the fifth level of Qi Refining Stage, he is always causing trouble.

He had long expected that his stupid brother would be killed sooner or later.

But he did not dissuade his brother. Instead, he let him fend for himself and did not even give him a spiritual weapon.

In his opinion, it would be a waste to give a spiritual weapon to a useless person who could be killed at any time.

He originally let his younger brother take the position of the second in command of Black Wind Mountain.

It was just to let his brothers see that he was a man who valued friendship and loyalty.

As for family affection, in his eyes it is just a tool that still has some value.

So he didn't feel sad about the death of his stupid brother.

But no matter what, he is the boss of Black Wind Mountain after all.

As a cultivator at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage, everyone within a radius of hundreds of miles knows about Nie Yixiong's notoriety.

If I don't do anything when my brother is killed, I will inevitably lose my prestige.

So, no matter what the reason, he had to find out the real murderer who killed his brother, chop him up and feed him to the fish.

Let everyone know that Nie Yixiong is not someone to be trifled with.

Anyone who dares to kill his brother must pay with his life.

"I have been quiet for too long recently. It's time to get out and stretch my muscles."

Nie Yixiong smiled coldly, and when he saw the float began to rise and fall violently, he immediately lifted the fishing rod.

A big black catfish was brought out of the water with the hook tightly in its mouth. It was shaking its body vigorously in the air, trying to break free from the hook in its mouth.

But it was greedy and had already been caught by the fishhook. How could it escape its tragic fate?

"You are somewhat similar to my stupid brother."

Nie Yixiong reached out and grabbed the big catfish, removed the hook from its mouth, and then gently threw it forward.

"Puff~"

There was a splash in the stream, and the big catfish disappeared in a few seconds as it entered the water.

He stood up, brushed the dust off his clothes, picked up the empty fish basket, and put the fishing rod on his shoulder.

Nie Yixiong staggered towards the deep forest path...

(End of this chapter)