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

Perhaps Shan Yue was so doting on her in public, which made Chief Xing feel a little uncomfortable.

He broke away from his mother's hand and said.

"Old Qi is dead."

Shan Yue showed no trace of sadness or grief over Qi Lao's death.

"What a pity. He is only over a hundred years old. If he had not died, he could have served you for another hundred years."

Her tone was full of understatement and indifference. It was as if an obedient and somewhat useful dog had died.

If Qi Laoquan had knowledge, I don’t know what he would think.

Of course, it was impossible for him to know about it. His soul had been swallowed up by Song Wen, and his body was burned to ashes and scattered into the sea.

"Mother, let me introduce someone to you. I am lucky to have him during this experience. He saved me from danger twice. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid you would never see me again."

As Chang Xing spoke, he led Shan Yue to Song Wen.

After Chang Xing introduced the two of them, Song Wen bowed and cupped his fists.

"I've met Mrs. Xing."

Shan Yue's beautiful face barely forced a smile.

This smile was so far-fetched and false, it was pulled out abruptly, revealing a coldness that would repel people thousands of miles away.

Like a noble emperor giving perfunctory charity to lowly common people.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving my child from danger."

Seeing the smile on Shan Yue's face, Song Wen was slightly absent-minded, as if he was deeply shocked by the other party's beauty.

After a while, he regained his composure and said in a somewhat flustered and frightened voice.

"Mrs.

Shan Yue said, "Oh? Fellow Daoist Wei is actually a casual cultivator. Do you want to work in the Xing family? My child's bodyguard has just suffered a misfortune, and we are in urgent need of a trustworthy person to fill this vacancy."

The power struggle within a large family of cultivators is ten thousand times more dangerous than the ordinary struggle for imperial power.

Once involved, if you are not careful, you may find yourself in a desperate situation, and you will never recover.

Song Wen didn't want to get involved in the Xing family's struggle for power, even though he had intentions for "Concentrating Thorn".

Song Wen looked hesitant and hesitated for a long time before he reluctantly said.

"Thank you very much for Mrs.

Faced with Song Wen's rejection, Shan Yue did not feel any disappointment.

Song Wen's origin is unknown. Although she saved his son's life, she does not trust Song Wen.

She said, "Since Fellow Daoist Wei doesn't want to, I won't force you. If Fellow Daoist wants to join the Xing family someday, you can come to me at any time."

After Xing Chang and Song Wen exchanged the jade slips, Xing Chang and Shan Yue left and went to Beicheng.

Looking at the two people leaving, Song Wen looked a little gloomy.

He saved Mr. Xing twice, but the mother and son only had a few light words of gratitude without any actual expression.

If you really use it, throw it away, and kill the donkey.

However, Shan Yue is indeed a rare beauty. No wonder she was spotted by Xing Gaohan in the Nascent Soul stage and brought to the Xing family from the ordinary world.

Among the many women Song Wen had seen, the only ones who could rival her in appearance were Yan Yuyan and Lan Chen.

Song Wen flew to Nancheng.

There are many monks in the southern city, and people are coming and going, making it very lively.

Song Wen walked around the major streets in Nancheng, and then in a secluded place, he changed his appearance and walked into a grocery store.

He learned about the existence of this grocery store from Mr. Qi's memory.

The shop is not big, but it sells a wide variety of things, such as elixirs, spiritual weapons, exercises, secret techniques...

This shop has all the spiritual items needed by cultivators of immortality.

The shop owner is a middle-aged male cultivator with an early stage of foundation building.

Seeing Song Wen come in, the shop owner said enthusiastically.

"Fellow Taoist, what do you want to buy?"

Song Wen asked, "I wonder if there are maps for sale here."

"Of course there is. Where do fellow Taoists want a map of? Fangzhu Island or the sea area?"

Song Wendao said, "All the islands and sea areas are important. The broader and more detailed the map, the better."

As soon as this was said, the shop owner suddenly beamed with joy.

He knew that he was meeting a generous patron.

"Fellow Taoist, I have detailed topographic and nautical maps of the Fang Islands here, including maps of islands and power distribution in the entire inland sea. However, the price is a bit expensive. I don't know if you can afford it."

"How many spirit stones?"

"Ten thousand spirit stones."

The shopkeeper quoted a rather high price.

Except for some maps of secret realms, general maps are of little use to monks.

Moreover, monks can fly in the air and it is extremely easy to draw maps, which makes maps seem quite cheap in the world of immortality.

Song Wen frowned slightly, but did not bargain with the shop owner.

"I wonder if you could give me the map to check first."

"It's natural."

The shopkeeper handed Song Wen a jade slip.

Song Wen held the jade slip in his hand, and his spiritual sense penetrated it.

The jade slip contains a map of the vicinity of Fangzhu City, which is extremely detailed. Mountain peaks, rivers, plains, depressions, underground rivers... are all marked.

Song Wendao said, "The map is very detailed, but the price is a little expensive. How about five thousand spirit stones?"

The shopkeeper didn't hesitate at all and handed Song Wen another jade slip.

"make a deal!"

After Song Wen inspected a jade slip and determined that it contained a topographic map and a nautical map of Fangzhu Island, he paid the shopkeeper five thousand spiritual stones.

"Fellow Taoist, what else would you like to order?" the shopkeeper asked.

"Do you have any elixirs for sale here, fellow Taoist?" Song Wen said.

"Of course there are elixirs. I wonder what kind of elixirs you need?" the shop owner said.

"As long as it's a second-level or third-level elixir recipe, it's fine."

When they arrived at the Sea of ​​Discord, Song Wen needed a way to earn spiritual stones.

Undoubtedly, becoming an alchemist is his best choice at the moment.

The environment of the Discord Sea is very different from that of the Tianyuan Continent, and the spiritual herbs bred there also have their own characteristics. Therefore, some recipes are slightly different.

In Tianyuan Continent, high-level elixirs and elixirs are tightly controlled by major cultivating forces, and casual cultivators have almost no access to these precious resources.

In this regard, Discord Sea is different. As long as there are enough spiritual stones, some commonly used second- and third-level elixirs and elixirs can be purchased directly.

The shopkeeper handed Song Wen a jade slip and said, "All the elixir prescriptions I have are here. You can choose one."

Song Wen took the jade slip and looked at it with his spiritual sense.

There are a total of twenty-five kinds of elixirs recorded in the jade slips, but they are basically second-level elixirs, and there are only two third-level elixirs.

The elixir recipe is not complete, only the name and a brief introduction to the efficacy of the elixir.

Song Wen selected four second-level elixir recipes and two third-level elixir recipes.

The four types of second-level elixirs include: Five Spirit Pills to enhance cultivation, Huanyuan Pills to heal injuries, Water Rhythm Pills to detoxify, and Body Tempering Pills used by body-refining monks, etc.

The reason why Song Wen chose these four second-level elixir recipes was that he found that, except for these four, the other second-level elixir recipes were consistent with the Tianyuan Continent elixir recipes, except that the names of the elixirs and elixirs were slightly different. , has no value to Song Wen.

The two third-level elixir recipes are the Golden Jade Pill and the Qi Shen Pill.

The former is the elixir needed by Jindan monks to improve their cultivation.

The latter is an elixir that restores a monk's spiritual consciousness.

These six elixir prescriptions were not expensive. Song Wen spent a total of 10,000 spirit stones.