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

Song Wen walked out of the small courtyard, closed the door, and glanced at Sun Daxiong, who was kneeling at the door of the next courtyard.

The sudden disappearance of his daughter completely crushed this man who had always been energetic and energetic in the past.

Song Wen looked indifferent and walked not far in front of Sun Daxiong, heading towards Fangshi.

Two quarters of an hour later, Song Wen dressed up and entered a spirit animal shop.

The spirit beast shop not only sells spirit beasts and spirit insects, but also sells elixirs, spiritual herbs, etc. needed to raise spirit beasts.

After arriving in Donghuafang City, Song Wen had already visited several spirit animal shops and bought basic martial arts books for raising spirit insects, but they did not help him in cultivating Gu insects.

There is only one word difference between spiritual worms and Gu worms, but the methods of cultivating them are completely different.

The method of cultivating spirit insects is basically the same as cultivating spirit beasts. Both are through signing a soul contract, allowing the monks to establish a soul connection with the spirit beasts and spirit insects. The two are a mutually beneficial and equal relationship.

On weekdays, monks will focus on cultivating emotions with spiritual beasts and insects to enhance mutual understanding.

But Gu worms are different. Gu worms are forcibly refined by monks to achieve spiritual enslavement. This is also the reason why Gu worms can bite back their masters.

The cultivation of Gu worms is also more cruel. Gu masters often let the Gu worms devour each other in order to evolve more powerful individuals.

Song Wen came to the spirit beast store this time to buy spirit beast pills.

The spirit beast pill helps to improve the bloodline of the spirit beast and enhance the strength and cultivation of the spirit beast.

He thought of using the Spiritual Beast Pill to improve the bloodline of the Black Armor Gu.

Song Wen had previously bought two bottles of first-level top-grade spirit beast pills and selected the strongest Black Armor Gu. After taking it for a long time, this ninth-level Qi training Black Armor Gu temporarily became stronger. There are no signs of evolution yet.

The Spirit Beast Pill he bought earlier has been used up, and Song Wen plans to buy two more bottles.

"Are there any second-level spirit beast pills for sale?" Song Wen asked a maid.

The first-grade high-grade spirit beast pill has little effect, so Song Wen plans to use a strong medicine.

The maid smiled and replied, "Reporting to my senior, the spirit beast pills of the second level and above are only available in the Beast Control Sect, and are not sold in any shops in the city."

Song Wen nodded with some disappointment. He understood that this was another way for the Zhengdao Sect to suppress casual cultivators.

"Bring me two bottles of first-grade, high-quality spirit beast pills."

After a while, Song Wen paid one hundred spirit stones and received two bottles of spirit beast pills, a total of twenty pills.

After leaving the shop, Song Wen went to the stall area of ​​Fangshi. He wanted to buy some spiritual herbs for refining blood pills.

His eyes scanned the various stalls, looking for the spiritual herbs he needed.

Suddenly, Song Wen's eyes flashed.

A short stall owner thrust three jade bottles engraved with forbidden runes without any trace into the hands of a scholar-looking casual cultivator beside him.

The latter took the jade bottle, quietly put it into the storage bag on his waist, and then handed the stall owner a bag of spiritual stones.

The whole process happened in a short moment, but Song Wen happened to catch a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye.

Song Wen could tell at a glance that the forbidden runes on the jade bottle were used to seal blood essence.

What these two people were trading just now was blood essence, and it was human blood. If it was monster blood, there was no need to be so cautious.

Song Wen did not detect any aura of demon cultivator blood on the two of them. In other words, the essence and blood in the jade bottle was not extracted by the stall owner himself, and the buyer had never swallowed the essence and blood. He was running errands for others. .

After the scholar got the blood essence, he turned around and left. He passed by Song Wen and quickly disappeared around the corner of the street.

The stall owner looked at the place where the scholar disappeared, with a trace of greed in his eyes.

This was not the first time that the scholar came to him to buy blood essence, but this was the first time that he bought three bottles of blood essence at once. That was a full six hundred spirit stones. The scholar took it out without blinking an eye, and took it seriously. Not cheap.

He took out a jade slip and sent a message.

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evening.

The black clouds in the distant sky swallowed up the last ray of afterglow.

Looking at the increasingly dark sky, the short stall owner began to clean up his stall. After nightfall, the surrounding area of ​​Fangshi was not peaceful, so it was better to leave Fangshi as soon as possible.

What's more, he provided information to the robbery cultivators who he often cooperated with today. By now, those robbery cultivators should have succeeded, and he was going to get his share of the benefits.

After cleaning up the stall in a few moments, the stall owner hurriedly walked outside Fangshi.

After leaving Fangshi and walking for several miles on a forest path, he looked around in the dim light. After making sure that no one was following him, he used his flying technique and took off into the sky, flying towards the distance.

A quarter of an hour later, the flying technique failed and he had flown more than thirty miles.

The stall owner did not continue flying, lowered his figure, and walked through the darkened dense forest.

Suddenly, a figure shrouded in a dark cloak blocked his way.

The stall owner's face changed drastically. He thought he was careful enough, but he didn't expect to be followed.

With his eyes fixed on the black figure in front of him, he suppressed the panic in his heart and said in a deep voice.

"Fellow Taoist, please stop me. Do you have any advice?"

A harsh voice came from the black shadow, hoarse and deep,

"If your hand dares to touch the storage bag at your waist, I will kill it."

The stall owner's face became even more ugly when his little move was discovered. He stopped and secretly touched his right hand to the storage bag on his waist, and slowly raised both hands.

"Fellow Taoist, please calm down. Whatever you need me to do, just say it bluntly and I will definitely do it."

Song Wen asked, "Where did you get the human essence and blood in your hand?"

The stall owner heard this and immediately replied.

"Bought in a ghost market."

"Ghost market?" Song Wen whispered.

He followed the stall owner because he saw that the stall owner was a person wandering in the gray fringe area, and he wanted to learn from the stall owner how to enter the underground black market in Donghuafang City.

According to previous experience in the Zombie Demon Sect’s Market, many things that cannot be sold in the Market can be purchased on the black market.

"Where is the ghost market?" Song Wen asked in a cold voice.

"Four hundred miles east of Donghuafang City, in a mountain stream shrouded in mist."

"What are the requirements for entering the ghost market?"

"There are no requirements. Just pay two spirit stones and you can enter."

Song Wen nodded and slowly retreated back, finally completely disappearing into the darkness and disappearing without a trace.

Seeing that the other party was completely gone, the stall owner let out a long sigh of relief, and his hanging heart quietly fell to the ground.

He didn't feel any aura fluctuations on the man in black just now, which only meant that the man in black was much stronger than him.

The stall owner, who was still frightened, was about to urge his body to leave, when he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.

It was like something smashed his skull from behind and crushed his brain.

The stall owner's consciousness began to fade and his body fell straight down.

In the darkness, a figure quickly rushed out and grabbed the stall owner's broken head.

It is Song Wen who has gone and returned.

Soul searching!

Song Wen was lucky. Among the incomplete memories obtained from the soul search, there happened to be memories about the ghost market.

The stall owner did not lie about the location of the ghost market and the conditions for entry.

But what the short stall owner didn't say is that the ghost market is only open at night.

Moreover, the fog that shrouds the ghost market will interfere with the monks' spiritual power and spiritual exploration. People who don't know how to enter the ghost market will easily get lost in the fog if they rush into the fog.

In the memory of the stall owner, there are also many memories of colluding with the robbery cultivator to rob and kill the customers. But these things had nothing to do with Song Wen, so Song Wen did not check these memories carefully.

After devouring all the soul, essence and blood of the stall owner, he disposed of the body, Song Wen affixed a speed talisman and headed for the ghost market.