Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"puff!"

The female cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood, and her breath became weak.

"Senior, everything I said is true and there is absolutely no deception..."

Before the female nun could finish her words, her body could no longer hold up and she collapsed directly to the ground. Several mouthfuls of blood spurted out from her mouth, and the blood was also mixed with unknown internal organs fragments.

Seeing that the female cultivator's life was in danger, Xiuyun suddenly appeared in front of the female cultivator and helped her block the terrifying pressure from Wu Ren.

"Wuren, that's enough! This is my disciple of the Xuanyin Sect. You are not qualified yet, so take it for granted."

Wu Ren said angrily, "My grandson's storage bag is in her hands. My grandson's death is probably related to her. Leave her to me. I must find out the cause of my grandson's death."

Xiuyun shook his head and said, "She is a disciple of my Xuanyin Sect. It is impossible to leave her to you."

A trace of comfort flashed across the painful and frightened face of the female cultivator on the ground. In critical moments, the sect would not allow itself to be bullied by strong men from other sects.

However, her relief only lasted a few moments.

Suddenly something flew out of Wu Ren's hand and flew directly towards Xiu Yun.

Xiuyun took the object, his eyes flashed with unnoticeable joy, and he quietly put it into the storage ring.

Seeing Xiuyun put away the things, Wu Ren knew that the other party agreed to leave the female cultivator to him. He cast a spell to restrain the female cultivator, then took the female cultivator to fly high into the sky, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The other twelve disciples of the Xuanyin Sect looked at the female cultivator who was taken away, their eyes filled with the sorrow of a rabbit dying and a fox pitiful.

They were born and died in the secret realm. Although they all had their own needs, most of what they earned was handed over to the sect.

Unexpectedly, the female cultivator did not die in the fight in the secret realm, but was sold to the strong man from the outer sect like a piece of goods by the ancestor of the sect's golden elixir.

This may be one of the costs of joining the demonic path. There will never be anyone trustworthy around you. In the eyes of the ancestors of the sect, these low-level monks are just commodities to be sold.

As long as there is a sufficient price, they can be abandoned by the sect at any time like goods.

Song Wen looked at the place where Wu Ren and the female cultivator disappeared, and thought of the abuse that the female cultivator would suffer next. At a certain moment, there was a slight emotion in his heart, but he calmed down in an instant.

You dare to pick up storage bags thrown on the ground. If you are not framed, who will be framed?

After Wu Ren left, Xiu Yun, Xiang Qi, and Fairy Huan Yu became a little suspicious.

Of all the disciples of the three major sects, no one got the Heavenly Spirit Fruit and Chalcedony Mushroom?

This is so unusual!

With such suspicion, they interrogated the disciples of their respective sects, especially Song Wen and the other eight who came out at the end.

According to the monk who came out of the secret realm first, there was a pseudo-second-level bronze corpse guarding the exit. Logically speaking, Song Wen and others were weak and should not be able to break through the blockade of the bronze corpse.

Moreover, there should have been more than forty monks hiding near the exit of the secret realm. Why did only eight of them come out? Where did the others go?

However, these eight people knew nothing. They only knew that the bronze corpse was inexplicably led away and they took the opportunity to escape. They knew nothing about why the others did not escape together.

Seeing that nothing could be asked, Xiu Yun, Xiang Qi, and Fairy Huan Yu went out in person to check the storage bags of the disciples of their respective sects. After confirming that they were really not involved, they hastily ended the trip to explore the secret realm. .

In the Withered Blood Secret Realm, there were three places where the Heavenly Spirit Fruit grew, and they were obtained by Gui Xun, Qiu Li, and Wu Sui respectively. The Heavenly Spirit Fruit of these three people was finally obtained by Song Wen.

As for the chalcedony mushrooms in Luoying Stream, there were three in total, one was eaten by the bronze corpse, and the remaining two were destroyed by the ghost patrol.

Naturally, the three major sects found nothing in the end.

In the evening of that day, Song Wen took the spaceship and returned to the sect's main hall on the top of Corpse Demon Mountain.

In the square outside the main hall of the sect, just like on the day of departure, there were also many disciples gathered.

Some of these people came to greet their close relatives, and more people came to confirm whether their enemies died in the secret realm.

After getting off the flying boat, Song Wen keenly noticed a familiar figure among the crowd.

Duqiu!

As Song Wen joined the Corpse Demon Sect longer, Du Qiu's surveillance became closer. In recent days, Song Wen had discovered that Du Qiu was following him many times.

Ignoring Du Qiu, Song Wen went directly down the mountain. He did not go back to the cave, but went directly to Fangshi.

Du Qiu also followed Song Wen into Fangshi.

Song Wen walked through the streets of Fangshi, and after going around seven times and eight times, he entered an inn.

Du Qiu, who was following Song Wen, frowned and thought to himself.

"Ji Yin just came back alive from the secret realm. If you don't go back to the cave to cultivate, what are you doing in this black market?"

Du Qiu, who was confused, stood outside the inn door for a moment. After guessing that Song Wen had entered the underground black market, he stepped into the inn, walked through the inn lobby, and came to the thatched house at the entrance of the black market.

After passing the black market guard checking the token and entering the underground black market, Du Qiu discovered that he had lost track of Song Wen.

Du Qiu didn't think much about it and just assumed that Song Wen had practiced some kind of Qi-condensing technique to hide his aura. In addition, there were many people coming and going in the black market, making it difficult for him to detect it for a while.

Du Qiu waited not far from the entrance and exit of the black market. After waiting for more than two quarters of an hour, he finally saw Song Wen again.

Song Wen was wearing a black cloak, and his entire figure was shrouded in the cloak. He was walking towards the exit. If he hadn't been familiar with Song Wen's aura, he might not have been able to spot Song Wen.

Song Wen left the inn and glanced at Du Qiu not far behind him, with a smile on his lips.

He had deliberately released his breath just now to attract Du Qiu's attention.

He came to the black market to trade for a set of magic formations. This was a second-level magic formation that sold for up to 16,000 spiritual stones.

The array is called "Qi Condensing Spirit Array". The effect of this array is very single. It is a array that isolates breath and prevents the leakage of spiritual power.

This formation can neither fight the enemy nor help in cultivation. For most monks, it is a very useless formation.

But according to the formation master who sells this formation, this formation is very effective in isolating breath. With the help of this formation, you can hide your figure and even hide it from the detection of Jindan monks.

Before Song Wen entered the Withered Blood Secret Realm, he connected with the Array Master through the black market and negotiated a price. However, at that time, he was short of money and could not bring out enough spirit stones, so he set the time for the transaction. After exploring the secret realm.

He obtained a total of more than fifty storage bags in the secret realm, including more than 65,000 spirit stones alone. Buying a set of formations is of course a piece of cake.

When Song Wen left Fangshi, it was already dark.

He did not return to the cave, but left the sect and headed northwest.

Watching Song Wen's back gradually disappear into the darkness.

Du Qiu's eyes flickered, as if hesitating whether to continue following him.