I, a centenarian, sweep through the gates of immortality.

He broke through two more realms in succession.

Delighted and excited.

The younger body trembled uncontrollably.

"Sixth level of Qi Refining!"

"At this rate, it probably won't be long before I break through to the Foundation Establishment stage."

"What's missing right now is the evil spirit that the jade pendant can absorb."

"The people from Xuanqing Temple have been wandering around for a long time. They couldn't possibly be after just this one evil spirit. There must be others around. I need to absorb all these evil spirits before they discover them."

Lin Feng had already absorbed all the remnants of the broken sword and its spirit, so his only hope now lay with those evil spirits.

The only problem is that the people of Xuanqing Temple are also looking for these evil spirits.

If it were to be taken by force, given Lin Feng's current strength, it would be tantamount to pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth.

But the situation forced Lin Feng to leave him with no other choice.

upgrade.

breakthrough.

Only by becoming stronger can we protect ourselves.

Otherwise, even without Xuanqing Temple's intervention, Ying Wujiu would have come looking for him.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng immediately pushed open the door and went out to find the family head who was staying there.

"Master, could you please find me some clothes? Just the kind you usually wear, coarse linen clothes will do."

The master received two pills from Lin Feng and exchanged them for a considerable amount of money. He wouldn't refuse even the finest silks and satins, let alone coarse linen clothes.

"I'll get it for you right now."

Not long after, the host brought over a set of coarse clothes.

Lin Feng went back to his room to change and found that the clothes didn't fit very well. However, this wasn't a big problem. As a farmer's son, his clothes were always just something that could be worn. If they were too tight, it would arouse suspicion.

After disguising himself as an ordinary farmer, Lin Feng borrowed a hoe and went up the mountain without hesitation.

Having lived in the village for decades, Lin Feng was, to be precise, an old farmer. His only flaw before was that he was too old, but after his cultivation breakthrough, he became a little younger and really looked like an old farmer. He didn't even need much disguise, and no one noticed anything unusual as he walked up the mountain.

As he walked, Lin Feng surveyed the surrounding graveyard while also observing the jade pendant's reaction.

Lin Feng himself was unable to determine the location of those evil spirits, so he could only rely on the jade pendant. Fortunately, the jade pendant was extremely spiritual, and it suddenly started to move when he passed by a desolate grave.

"Found it!"

To avoid being noticed, Lin Feng did not stop, but subtly slowed his pace and secretly opened his storage bag.

A wisp of gray smoke rose from the desolate grave, quickly dissipating into nothingness with a gust of wind.

Meanwhile, the spirit residing in the desolate grave had been completely absorbed by the jade pendant.

The entire process was completely silent.

"If I absorb more Yin spirits, my breakthrough to Foundation Establishment will be just around the corner."

"However, this area is surrounded by villages, so it's normal to have more abandoned graves. But why are so many evil spirits gathering here?"

Lin Feng didn't know much about spirits, but based on common sense, it was impossible for an ordinary person's grave to produce spirits even if it was left for ten thousand years.

How could a practitioner's tomb be buried here?

Moreover, Lin Feng had already absorbed two Yin spirits, and the distance between them was not too far.

Upon closer reflection, Lin Feng even felt a sense of dread.

"Could someone be raising spirits here?"

Aside from someone doing it deliberately, Lin Feng couldn't think of any other reason.

However, given Lin Feng's current cultivation level, he lacked the ability to investigate further, so he simply put aside his doubts and continued searching for the Yin Spirit.

Since this spirit can help Lin Feng improve his strength, its specific origin is not important.

Meanwhile, just as Lin Feng was disguised as a farmer searching for the Yin spirit, the people from Xuanqing Temple returned with a different compass, preparing to reposition themselves.

The young disciple in the Foundation Establishment stage looked dejected, and his words carried a bitter tone.

"Let's locate it quickly, find the spirit as soon as possible, and bring it back."

Seeing this, a few junior disciples nearby asked in hushed tones.

"Senior Brother Shen, did you get scolded?"

Shen Zhao opened his mouth and muttered in a low voice.

"We weren't deliberately dawdling; the compass really did malfunction."

Although Shen Zhao didn't mention that he had been scolded, those around him figured it out. Clearly, their sect was very dissatisfied with them.

Left with no other choice, they quickly set up the compass again.

"Hopefully, nothing unexpected will happen this time."

Shen Zhao echoed this.

"This compass was just given to me by my master, so there shouldn't be any problems."

As he spoke, Shen Zhao kept a close eye on his fellow disciples, afraid that something might go wrong again.

However, what happened next left all of them, the fellow disciples, dumbfounded.

The compass operates smoothly overall, but it just won't get a correct position.

The junior disciples looked at each other, then turned to look at Shen Zhao.

"Senior brother, is this compass broken again?"

Shen Zhao seemed a little annoyed at this moment. He had just met his master and was scolded severely. He had finally managed to get a new compass, but now it was having problems again.

Does he have to go to his master to change it again? Wouldn't his master scold him to death?

Furthermore, this compass was newly adjusted by my master, how could it possibly malfunction?

"Damn it!"

Shen Zhao snatched the compass away and carefully examined the pointer on it.

The pointers are not malfunctioning.

It has been circulating according to the established formation.

This means that the compass was not broken at all.

According to the compass, there are treasures nearby, but their exact location cannot be determined.

The spirits that should have been clearly visible have now vanished without a trace.

"What on earth is going on? Could it really be a ghost?"

The junior disciples next to him exchanged glances and asked timidly.

"Senior brother, why don't you make another trip and ask Master to replace our compass?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhao's eyes widened in anger, and he threw the compass on the ground and stomped on it hard.

"Go back? My master will eat me alive!"

The others were helpless; their cultivation levels were low, they had no ideas, and they dared not say anything more.

Shen Zhao's face was gloomy as he stared into the distance. After taking a few deep breaths, he suddenly gritted his teeth.

"The task Master gave us was to find the spirits of the dead. Since we can't find any, we'll just create them ourselves."

Upon hearing this, the junior disciples all gasped in shock.

"Senior brother, you..."

"This is indiscriminate killing of innocent people!"

"If word gets out, we're finished."

Shen Zhao snorted coldly, his eyes turning extremely fierce.

"Life and death are unpredictable. Who cares if a few people die in the village? As long as you and I don't say anything, no one will know."

Shen Zhao suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixed on the village not far away.

His expression was ferocious as he spoke, each word deliberate and forceful.

"Go! Go to the village now and use their souls to refine the Yin spirits!"