Xianao

Chapter 377 Acquisition of Nascent Soul
After hearing this, Yu Zecheng was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Senior Sister Ruotong had not passed the death test, and had already burned herself to death. After hearing this, Yu Zecheng trembled all over, put down his wine glass, and asked:
"Brother Yizhu, where is Senior Sister Ruotong?"

Yizhu said:
"In Xuanyuan Mausoleum, five hundred miles to the east, the burial place of the disciples of our Xuanyuan Sword Sect..."

Yu Zecheng had already soared into the sky and flew towards there. Yu Zecheng was flying in the sky with his sword. In the air, his mind was in a state of confusion. There seemed to be a trace of luck in his heart, as if everything was fake, and he always felt that all this was impossible. No matter what he said, he didn't believe that the senior sister who thanked her with her body and was generous died just like that.

In the distance, there is a mausoleum tower with long swords, which stands up to the sky and can be seen from hundreds of miles away. Yu Zecheng entered the mausoleum with his sword, and saw countless tombs lined up here one by one. Yu Zecheng watched from left to right , I don't know which one is.

At this time, a hunchbacked old man appeared, and he said:
"To see an old friend? Who are you looking for?"

Yu Zecheng said:
"I'm looking for Senior Sister Ruotong?"

"It's that child Ruotong, come with me, she's here."

After speaking, the old man led the way, and Yu Zecheng followed respectfully. He turned three times and came to a grave. The figure carved on the sapphire tombstone above was the portrait of Ruotong himself.

The portrait on the tombstone is vivid, and the look in the eyes is like a real person, as if saying to Yu Zecheng, you are here.

Seeing this tombstone, Yu Zecheng's last sliver of luck, sliver of hope, gleam of fantasy, all shattered, that gentle big sister, that last moment told himself not to forget her Ruotong, completely disappeared, separated heaven and man , completely dead, never to see each other again.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng's tears flowed down, uncontrollably, involuntarily, there is no need to say anything, only tears flow.

Yu Zecheng stood like this for a full hour, and then he came to his senses and went to pay homage to Ruotong. At this moment, the old man appeared again, handed over a stack of yellow paper, and said:

"Let's burn some yellow paper. Although it's meaningless, let's commemorate it. Although this child's body was burned by five fires and turned into flying ash, one or two remnants of the soul will remain. Now it is probably included in the six reincarnations of the Yin and Yang Dao. Maybe in the future We met, but she was no longer her at that time, Ruotong at this time disappeared forever and will never come back."

Yu Zecheng took the yellow paper and said:

"Thank you, senior. It turns out that Ruotong still has a remnant soul. Well, I must find her and bring her back to my Xuanyuan Sword Sect to practice."

The old man said:
"Fate, it depends on the fate of the two of you, the vast sea of ​​people, difficult, difficult, difficult, easier said than done."

The old man turned and left, Yu Zecheng burned the yellow paper again, looked at the tombstone, and made an oath in his heart that he must find Ruotong and never let her sink from now on.

The yellow papers were burned one by one, and the little memories of the past, the scenes seemed to happen in the past, everything was so unforgettable.

Yu Zecheng said:
"Senior sister, I will find you, I will come back to see you in the future, and I will never forget you."

After speaking, Yu Zecheng stood up and was about to leave here. He glanced at the grave in front of him, and then at the rows of tombstones in the distance. He had to work hard, otherwise one day he would lie down here again, waiting Watching others burn paper and incense for themselves, no, never, absolutely not.

Yu Zecheng turned and left, walked a few steps, six or seven tombstones were separated, it was Zhang Zifan's tombstone, it seems that Master Daohen buried him here, Yu Zecheng walked over to have a look, silently mourned, then turned and left.

When walking out of Xuanyuan Mausoleum, Yu Zecheng deliberately found the old man with hunchback, said goodbye and thanked him for his help.

The old man was already tall, but now he is hunched over, with a withered complexion, one eye is blind, and his face is full of scars, but he can vaguely see that young people must be handsome.

Yu Zecheng came over to thank him, this person must be a senior of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, otherwise he would not have known Senior Sister Ruotong, but seeing him guarding the mausoleum here, there must be a sad past that he does not want to mention.

Yu Zecheng left Xuanyuan Mausoleum, and Yu Jian returned to his own cave. The heart of cultivation is stronger than before.

Returning to the cave, Yu Zecheng went to the Dark Demon Palace from time to time to check the number of golden elixirs he had purchased. He received a total of seven golden elixirs within ten days. On the 11th day, Yu Zecheng immediately adjusted the price to 25 spirit stones.

At the same time, Yu Zecheng also put out a request to buy Jindan in the inner market of Xuanyuan Sword Sect.Then just waited silently.

During this period, he sometimes practiced Qi, sometimes practiced sword, and sometimes played around to see how his friends were doing.

Yu Zecheng turned around, only then did he realize that most of the friends he had made with drinking and talking swords had already started the trial of traveling the world.

The friend who came here together, Cheng Lan has already reached the state of integration, and traveled around the world a year ago, and the bone Lunqi pattern is still at an advanced level of body shaping, and needs to continue to practice.

Time passed day by day, and Yu Zecheng returned to the Dark Demon Temple again after ten days, which was reduced to 25 spirit stones and one golden pill. In these ten days, he only received three golden pills, and Yu Zecheng continued to reduce the price. The first drop to 20 spirit stones, whether you can get the golden elixir or not depends on chance.

Yu Zecheng returned to the Fangshi of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and found that he had received two golden pills, but the follow-up was weak and he could no longer buy them in the Fangshi.

After this price reduction, the effect gradually appeared. Sometimes people are like this. The higher the price, the less people will sell it. The lower the price, some people will sell it. Cheng knew that this price was the last protection price, and it could never be lowered.

After one and a half months like this, Yu Zecheng finally collected enough golden pills. He received a total of 32 pills, plus the three he had originally, exactly 35 pills. Yu Zecheng immediately stopped buying. These were enough. , at least one year later, let's talk about it a year later.

After the acquisition stopped, Yu Zecheng gradually heard a lot of rumors. In the past two months, Jindan real people of various sects were attacked and killed. Gradually, a legend became popular in the world of cultivating immortals. The head was born, specializing in killing Jindan real people, killing people and seizing pills, and refining magic skills.This demon came and went without a trace, killed people in the Miaoxiang area today, arrived in Mobei tomorrow, and arrived in Tiannan the day after tomorrow, and even appeared in two different areas in one day.

When the major sects of cultivating immortals were about to encircle and suppress this demon, Yu Zecheng stopped buying golden elixirs, and the legend of this demon disappeared.

After Yu Zecheng collected enough golden elixir, he waited for time to advance and improve his cultivation. He was about to leave the Dark Demon Temple when he suddenly received a message from a stranger asking to talk to him.

Yu Zecheng thought for a while, connected the other party's call to see what the other party was up to, and the two began to communicate. The other party was neither in the shape of a skeleton nor dressed as a real person of flesh and blood, but in the form of a tiger. It seemed that he must be a real person of Jindan .

He glanced at Yu Zecheng and said anxiously:

"Would you accept Yuan Ying?"

As soon as he said this, Yu Zecheng was shocked and said:

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

The man looked around, as if he was afraid of being heard by others, and said in a low voice:
"Would you accept Yuan Ying?"

Yu Zecheng said:
"Accept it, why don't you accept it, but you have to know the origin, big brother, you are the Jindan cultivator, what is the origin of this Nascent Soul? One mistake can be life-threatening, it is Nascent Soul, not Chinese cabbage."

The man said quickly:

"This Nascent Soul is an enemy captured by my master 1000 years ago. He has reached the state of distraction. This person is very strong. When he was caught, although he could not explode himself, he destroyed his memory and consciousness. Stiff, no information can be read from him.

Master has always wanted to find a treasure through it, until 200 years ago, he completely gave up this idea and kept it as his own spoils. It was a baby, so I secretly kept it for my own use.

A few years ago, a senior brother went to look for that treasure according to his usual habits. Although the treasure was not found, he got a good thing. He was going to use this to attack the Nascent Soul Realm, and needed to refine other Nascent Souls for assistance. Master suddenly remembered this Nascent Soul, and started looking for it today. It is too dangerous for this thing to stay with me now, so I want to make a move. "

Yu Zecheng suddenly felt that what this person said seemed familiar, and he said:

"Okay, what's the price?"

The man said:

"One side."

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:

"This Nascent Soul has been trapped for thousands of years. It is worthless to destroy its consciousness and spiritual wisdom. No one can pay this price, 3000 million spirit stones."

The man said:

"No, it's too cheap. That's Nascent Soul. No, at least eight thousand spirit stones are needed."

Yu Zecheng said:
"The price is too high. I can only add another thousand spirit stones. I won't accept any more. I'll continue to accept gold pills."

The man hurriedly said:

"This is the Nascent Soul, the Nascent Soul of the True Lord Nascent Soul, a good thing that can't be bought with any number of spirit stones."

Yu Zecheng interrupted him and said:

"I can't buy any number of spirit stones, so Jindan Yuanying is the same to me, whether I like to sell it or not, it is 4000 million, and there is no more."

The man seemed to be hesitating, Yu Zecheng said:
"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, and I'll add another 200 million to the final price. If you don't sell you, the master will find you, so it's not a matter of Yuanying."

The man gritted his teeth and said:
"Okay, it's cheap for you. I don't know why the old man suddenly became clear. He's too tight. I can't hide it from him. I'll sell it."

After sending out the transaction agreement document, Yu Zecheng glanced at it, immediately agreed, immediately debited 200 million spirit stones from his account, and received a purple jade bottle.

Yu Ze intentionally jumped wildly in his heart, it was worth too much, he received a Nascent Soul for 4000 million, it was like a dream, he couldn't help but carefully opened the bottle and watched it.

(End of this chapter)