After practicing Qi for a thousand years, one can finally become a god!

Chapter 40: Five Arts, Ambush, Elephant Armor, Corpse Refining, Old Friends, Ming Dynasty, Zhu Zan, and, Wealth!

Now that the materials for making the pills were ready, Qi Sheng's mission was mostly completed.

However, the metals, stones, and herbs needed to make Huangyadan are numerous, and most of them are precious and rare, so it is not easy to gather them all in a hurry.

Have to wait.

Qi Sheng had expected this and was not disappointed.

He turned around and asked Tang Sanren, "Fellow Daoist, do you have any formations that can protect the cave?"

Tang Sanren said: "Not yet. But I can look for it, but at this price, I'm afraid——"

There are quite a few ways for this individual to go.

Qi Sheng smiled and said, "As long as the goods are available, the price is negotiable."

He can make elixirs and has plenty of money.

But this time, it is obvious that I cannot get the formation.

He looked at the two remaining Yellow Bud Pills in his hand and said, "I still need a few more spells."

"This has."

Tang Sanren counted his fingers and said, "I have five spells here: 'Restraining the Breath,' 'Sitting on Fire,' 'Strange Rocks,' 'Driving Objects,' and 'Controlling Birds.'"

Qi Sheng blinked, he wanted them all.

He is immune to any spell.

The originally ordinary "Spark Technique" became a great magical power that could burn mountains and boil seas in his hands.

With so many good spells before him, it's inevitable that he would want to collect and practice more spells.

But this price—

"They are just some minor spells, usually priced at 1000 taels each."

"If you want both, two divine pills will be enough."

Tang Sanren pointed at the last two Huangya Pills in Qi Sheng's hand and said with a smile.

Got it!
Bought!

……

Before coming to Shannan Market, Qi Sheng carried four Huangya Pills, worth 680 merit points.

After leaving the market, he traded four pills in exchange for five spells and four small pills of magic.

In addition, gold stones and grass worth 300 merit points are being prepared.

"Making pills makes money quickly."

"But in the spiritual world, no matter how much money you have, it's never enough."

Pill.

Spells.

Formation.

Magical weapon.

There are too many places to spend money.

There is no best.

Only better.

"Make a big buck next time."

Thinking about his future training plan, Qi Sheng quickly dived into the dense forest.

……

Jingle Bell!
In the dense forest, bells rang.

Zheng Wenxiong hid in the forest, shook the soul-calling bell, and drove the elephant beetle to suddenly jump out and attack the target.

Weevil.

It is called Xiang.

It is called Jia.

But in fact it is not an elephant nor a suit of armor, but a person.

To be more precise, "Xiangjia" is a dead person who died suddenly after practicing "Xiangjia Gong" and was made into a "refined corpse" by someone using secret methods.

He practiced the "Elephant Armor Technique" during his lifetime, and was refined by the "Elephant Armor Technique" after his death. After the refinement, his corpse looked like he was wearing precious armor.

It is invulnerable to swords and guns, and is immune to water and fire, and has infinite power.

It is called 'weevils'.

"If I had this elephant armor, I would never have let those people escape!"

"The mountain-driving whip, and all those swords, weapons, and armor."

“It’s bound to happen!”

Zheng Wenxiong deeply regrets this.

But it's okay.

Now that I have the elephant armor in my hand, I just need to guard the area around Shannan Market, kill one as soon as I see one, and I will become rich sooner or later.

As for the danger?

"This 'elephant armor' is even comparable to a nine-segment monk in some aspects."

"Who can resist in this remote place?"

Not true at all.

He shook the soul-calling bell, driving the elephant armor to pounce on the target.

If the target is of average strength, capture him alive and force him to reveal more wealth.

If the target is strong enough, kill him on the spot, search his body and sell it.

Zheng Wenxiong hid in the dark and waited for good news.

However, this time, just at the moment when the elephant pounced.

But the target suddenly disappeared.

"Ok?"

"Where are the people?" Zheng Wenxiong was shocked.

He was alert.

Holding the soul-calling bell in one hand, he controlled the elephant armor to return for help.

Holding a sword in one hand, he was on guard against all directions.

suddenly.

“So he’s hiding here.”

Before Xiangjia returned, a strange voice sounded in his ears, which was creepy.

Zheng Wenxiong's hair stood on end, and he caught a glimpse of someone on his right out of the corner of his eye.

"Come die!"

He shouted loudly to boost his courage, and used the sound to boost his momentum and slashed out with his sword.

But at the moment of drawing the knife, the man on the right smiled strangely.

Zheng Wenxiong secretly thought that something was wrong, but before he could change his moves, a gust of wind suddenly came from the left, and several sharp fingers came at him.

Dazzling and unpredictable.

All his meridians and acupuncture points were blocked in an instant.

Then they separated his tendons and dislocated his bones, tied and locked his tendons, and dislocated and buckled his bones.

"Qingming Claw, grab the lock!"

"Guyu Finger, press the acupoints and hold your breath!"

"Spring Equinox, Yin and Yang change!"

Zheng Wenxiong collapsed to the ground. He recognized the man's abilities and shouted, "Senior, spare my life! We are one of you!"

"Not one of our own people."

"Old acquaintances count."

Qi Sheng looked at Zheng Wenxiong with surprise.

He recognized the man as the leader of the group that attacked them.

The seventh section has a strong level of cultivation!

At that time, because Qi Sheng's skills were shallow and he couldn't display his full skills in front of Yu Yan and others, he was quite restricted, which allowed the villain to escape.

I felt deeply regretful afterwards.

Unexpectedly, the situation took a turn for the better, and the enemies met again, and today they showed up at my doorstep.

This time Qi Sheng's skills have greatly improved, and he no longer needs to hide his skills.

Go all out and don't hold back.

Sure enough, he captured this person in an instant.

"Seven sections!"

"Nothing!"

"I have a great skill, far ahead of the others!"

Qi Sheng had a better understanding of his own strength.

He stepped on Zheng Wenxiong and shouted, "Tell me your name and background quickly. If you don't do what I want, you'll be killed!"

Zheng Wenxiong dared not neglect it.

Faced with life and death, he immediately rushed out of his home like pouring beans: "Senior, please allow me to report. I am Zheng Wenxiong, born on the Seventeenth God-Descending Peak. I currently follow Master Zhu Zan Zhu of Jintong Cave on Daming Mountain. The 'Soul-Guiding Bell' and 'Elephant Armor' were both gifts from Master Zhu. Please, for the Master's sake, spare my life."

Zheng Wenxiong values ​​his life so much that he doesn't care about keeping it secret; he just wants to stay alive.

Daming Mountain.

Jintong Cave.

Qi Sheng had only been in the Netherworld Sect for a short time and didn't know much about it before.

But for more than a month, Zhang Long and Ma Han have been taking turns serving him.

Qi Sheng often talked about the Netherworld Sect when he was with them, and he learned a lot more about the Netherworld Sect from these two veteran servants.

Now I know.

The Netherworld Sect is divided into two branches:
A lineage of martial arts, based on the twenty-one spirit-descending peaks, practices the "Twenty-Four Solar Components Qigong".

The immortal path is headed by the seven mountains, eight ridges, four halls and three palaces, and practices the "Book of the Dead".

among them.

Yujing Cave, where Master Jiang was born, belongs to Dayou Mountain, one of the seven mountains.

The Zhu Zan behind Zheng Wenxiong is located in Jintong Cave, which belongs to Daming Mountain, another of the seven mountains.

"He's quite a figure."

Qi Sheng took note and then asked, "How do you control the elephant armor?"

Zheng Wenxiong hurriedly said, "As long as Senior releases me, I will offer you this elephant armor and the Soul-Guiding Bell secret technique with both hands."

He is not stupid, he knows it very well.

As long as this person wants the elephant armor, he must learn the secret technique of the soul-calling bell from him.

As long as he doesn't say anything, then he has value in living and there is room for manipulation.

Hope arose in Zheng Wenxiong's heart.

Qi Sheng laughed: "Don't tell me? Then go to hell."

He made hand gestures and chanted a spell.

A burst of fire appeared, and Zheng Wenxiong was shocked, confused and terrified.

The flames blazed brightly and engulfed it.

He never figured it out until his death: 'That person doesn't want the priceless 'elephant armor'?'

He never understood until his death that as an alchemist who made money quickly—

Weevil?

Qi Sheng really doesn’t care!
……

(End of this chapter)