Beiyin Great Sage

Although Sang Nanfeng is of the bloodline of the Immortal Seed, he is not an Immortal Seed himself, at least not before he was transformed into the body of a heavenly ghost.

Vitality to the sun.

Only the ghosts are different.

The place where Mr. Sang lives is located deep underground, and there is a Nine Nether Source Formation. The evil spirits gather together, and the ghost energy is dense, which makes him unhappy.

Sang Nanfeng was rarely willing to come over if it was not necessary.

A group of black shadows swayed back and forth under the dim candlelight, and a faint voice came:

"Zhou Yi can annihilate the Black Wind bandit. His strength is definitely extraordinary, at least far beyond the ordinary seventh level. There is no need to provoke him if necessary."

"It was Yang Su who killed Xiao Guoliang, not him." Sang Nanfeng frowned:

"The person surnamed Zhou is only a fifth-level silver man, and he is not an immortal species. He is not the key to destroying the Black Wind bandits. In my opinion, it is just a way to gain fame and reputation."

"Why should father be afraid of him?"

"It's not that I'm afraid." The ghost's voice was erratic:

"But it's not necessary."

"You have to remember that all great power cannot be compared with time. As long as we turn into the body of a heavenly ghost, our lifespan can reach tens of thousands of years. Even most legendary species cannot compare with it. There is no need to compete with others for a moment. After a thousand or ten thousand years, look at him again."

"Xue Tianmai is my friend." Sang Nanfeng was still a little unconvinced and said in a low voice:

"Watching Zhou kill my friend, if I don't do anything, what can I do even if I live for thousands of years?"

"It's nothing more than a coward!"

"Um?"

The ghost's voice fell silent, and a dark wind suddenly rose in the field. Countless resentful souls screamed loudly, which also made Sang Nanfeng's face turn pale and he subconsciously retreated.

"You do not understand."

After all, it was his only bloodline. Sang Lao suppressed the anger in his heart and said:

"How can a mere mortal monk be your friend? What's more, who told you that Xue Tianmai was killed by Zhou Yi?"

"Who else could it be if it wasn't him?" Sang Nanfeng curled his lips:

"Xue Tianmai came to me specifically before he died, saying that he had offended Zhou Yi, and he was afraid that he would die soon, but it turned out to be true."

"Master."

I don't know when an old man appeared in the field.

The old man was wearing a Confucian shirt and holding a folding fan. He looked gentle and gentle, but he didn't seem to be out of character at all in this mysterious place.

He cupped his fists and cupped his hands, saying:

"As far as I know, after the death of Yan Zhi, the deputy leader of the Jushan Gang, Xue Tianmai lost his backer. In addition, he offended many people for what he did in the past, so he was retaliated against."

"He knew that he would not escape disaster if he continued to stay in the Jushan Gang, so he escaped secretly and planned to go elsewhere, but he died on the way from the mouth of a strange beast."

"Looking at the causes and consequences, Zhou Yi did not deliberately target him."

"snort!"

Sang Nanfeng was dissatisfied:

"If it weren't for Zhou Yi, how could Yan Zhi have died? The reason why others dared to attack him was because they wanted to be related to Zhou. As for dying at the mouth of a strange beast on the way, don't you think it was too much of a coincidence?"

"enough!"

Sang Lao's voice was filled with anger:

"Don't mention this matter again, and don't continue to spread rumors about Zhou Yi. I have a vague feeling that big changes are coming. Being too pushy is never a good thing."

Later on, there was a hint of worry in his voice.

"Big change?" Sang Nanfeng raised his eyebrows:

"As long as you are here, father, what is there to be afraid of?"

He has seen his mysterious father take action. Although they are both at the seventh level, the ordinary seventh level is simply not enough.

You don't even have to lift a finger.

With a slight wave of the soul-calling flag, the seventh-level silver will be killed on the spot. How can the accumulation of tens of thousands of years be comparable to that of ordinary monks?

Except for a few legendary species, there is almost no fear.

As for gold…

How could such beings have the same experience as them?

"You do not understand."

Sang Lao’s voice was long:

"This fragmented world can create too many miracles. The leader of the Jushan Gang, Yang Su, seems to have received some benefits from the Black Wind Bandits. The aura has changed greatly in recent times, and even I dare not act rashly."

"Be patient, be silent, and talk about it after we get out."

"..." Sang Nanfeng frowned and then said:

"Although Zhou Yi is not an immortal, the maid next to him is, and her cultivation level has just reached the second level of Silver. I want to marry her."

"oh!"

Sang Lao's voice changed slightly:

"Is this true?"

"Absolutely true!"

"Xu Sheng."

"The old slave is here."

The old man in Confucian robes heard this and raised his hands.

"Go check it out." Mr. Sang said, looking very solemn:

"If it is true, we can take action, but there is no need to rush."

"yes."

The old man should have stepped back slightly, and his whole person disappeared in the darkness. He was clearly a disembodied ghost.

Seeing this, Sang Nanfeng raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

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"The Dark Workshop is held every four years, and we will notify you through the tokens we distribute before each meeting, which lasts for one month."

"Don't wait until the time comes!"

"Have three supervisors."

"How about one chief supervisor, the deputy head of our sect, and two deputy supervisors. Miss Cai and Brother Zhou each take one position?"

Inside the iceberg, Zian arranged for his servants to lift heavy objects while introducing the decisions made by the two major forces:

"The three of us are jointly responsible for the security of the secret workshop. However, Brother Zhou needs to stay here all year round, which may be a bit troublesome."

"It doesn't matter."

Zhou Jia put his hands on his back and walked to the widest hall deep in the iceberg.

This was originally the residence of the ice-eating ant queen, covering an area of ​​nearly 10,000 square meters. There was a high platform in the middle and some ice caves around it.

A curtain is hung outside the ice cave to cover the situation inside.

The curtain seems simple, but it is actually a special kind of covering treasure. Once it is dropped, no movement from inside can be heard from the outside.

If you want to spy, you will definitely activate the formation on the curtain.

certainly.

Zhou Jia, who is pregnant with Tingfeng, is not among them.

Holding the token in hand, he waved it gently, and the three-layer formation entered his perception.

At the outermost periphery is the cloud formation with the widest coverage, inside is the ice and fire double kill formation, and at the core is the flat sky formation that suppresses cultivation.

The Pingtian Formation cannot kill the enemy, but as long as the aura fluctuations are slightly stronger, it will cause the formation to react, followed closely by the double kill of ice and fire.

The core of the killing array are two pseudo-artifacts.

Once the town falls, the seventh-level silver will be killed without fail!

After a simple test, Zhou Jia sighed with emotion:

"For being able to use pseudo-artifacts as the main weapon, the Ghost Control Sect and the Jushan Gang are really wealthy and powerful. Zhou admires them."

"Brother Zhou is joking." Zi An narrowed her beautiful eyes:

"Today is different from the past. Nowadays, pseudo-artifacts are not considered rare, especially those with ice and fire attributes and barely good quality."

"In this world, some black irons can hold pseudo-artifacts, so where is the logic?"

As he spoke, he shook his head repeatedly.

False artifact.

Even extremely weak pseudo-artifacts can cause damage to seventh-level silver. After all, divinity is well known to be rare.

but now……

Although it cannot be said to be divine everywhere, it is not surprising that it is a pseudo-artifact.

seventh level,

You have to be careful when facing people who are weaker than you, otherwise you will be killed by a black iron, which will really make a big joke.

When Zhou Jia heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly. Although Zian just sighed casually, he had a vague feeling that a big change was coming.

The large-scale production of pseudo-artifacts is likely to change the current structure of the fragmented world.

After calming down, he asked:

"When will the first term start?"

"What the deputy sect leader means is three months later, what do you two think?" Zian looked at the two of them.

"Three months later?" Cai Yuzhen shook his head gently:

"A little too hasty."

"Not bad." Zhou Jia nodded:

"Not many people know the news now, and we still need to reassure those who come. Three months is too urgent, so half a year is better."

"Hmm..." Zi An understood:

"I will go back and report to the deputy sect master, and we will discuss this matter later."

"It should."

This was a trivial matter, and the two people's suggestions were very pertinent. Fu Longze, the deputy sect leader of the Ghost Control Sect, had no objection and settled on it.

half year later.

Iceberg Dark Workshop was officially held.

Bai Yin from the Ghost Control Sect and the Jushan Gang invited friends and even invited Li Dongyang, the legend in the core area, to come. The momentum was loud.

In order to attract business, Yugui Sect gave out more than thirty copies of divinity, Jushan Gang gave out more than twenty copies, and even Zhou Jia gave out more than ten copies of divinity.

The sale of seventy shares of divinity immediately caused quite an uproar.

Even the legend is moved by it.

They took the lead, and others also tried to take out the divinity they didn't need and trade it in the dark shop.

The transaction is completed and leaves through the formation.

There are several monk strongholds outside the cloud formation. If you are worried about being followed, you can temporarily sneak into the stronghold and then look for an opportunity to leave.

On that day, Yang Su and Wugui Tongzi gathered in the dojo with expressions of satisfaction on their faces.

After not seeing him for a while, the aura on Yang Su's body was obviously much stronger. He must have taken the good luck fruit and refined it.

A good start!

Just over half a month.

The three forces of Yugui Sect, Jushan Gang, and Zhou Jia alone handle as many as 300 shares of divinity, so there are naturally more secret transactions.

Over a thousand copies, no surprises.

"Now that the divine transaction has just begun, the price is actually fluctuating greatly." Zhou Jia stroked his chin with his hand and glanced at Li He and the others below:

"In the fragmented world, ice and fire are the most popular, and the price will definitely be the cheapest in the future. If you want to make extra money, you should try to collect other gods."

"Not bad." Ge Honggen's face was red and he couldn't hide his excitement. He had not seen as many gods in his life as he had seen in just ten days:

"Now other people have also understood that the price of alternative divinity has begun to increase, but it is not obvious yet, so you should buy it as soon as possible while there are still a few days."

"There is another reason." Fang Zhensun said:

"Someone is secretly hoarding ice and fire divinities."

"Oh!" Li He looked surprised:

"Why?"

"It should be..." Fang Zhensun thought for a while and said:

"I want to refine a mid-grade pseudo-artifact, or even a high-grade pseudo-artifact!"

"According to the Lord's calculations, if the most common divinity is taken as one part, one hundred parts may be refined into a mid-grade pseudo-artifact, and two thousand parts may become a top-grade artifact."

Of course, it's just possible.

If a high-grade pseudo-artifact specializes in killing and falls into the hands of an ordinary seventh-level weapon, it can even threaten peak legends.

Don’t think about two thousand copies for now.

But a hundred copies are still possible, especially for ice and fire divinities. More than 70% of the divinities traded during this period are of this type.

Fang Zhensun finally spoke:

"If Yang Suruo is holding a mid-grade pseudo-artifact, Wugui Boy is definitely no match for him."

"Not necessarily." Li He shook his head:

"If you have something like this, others will also have it. In the end, a balance will be reached, but for low-level people, whether it is enough can determine life or death."

"alright."

Zhou Jia’s voice was calm:

"This matter has nothing to do with us. How to manage this place well is the top priority. This is a good place to gain divinity."

He pursed his lips, and his consciousness scanned the four copies of the thunder attribute in the storage bag.

If these four divinities are integrated into the Thunder Ax Scepter, its power will definitely increase a lot, but it must become a mid-level pseudo-artifact.

It's still very early!

As for high-grade pseudo-artifacts?

In addition to ready-made ones, even if they have enough divinity, it may take hundreds of years to refine them. It is too early to talk about this now.

"yes."

Everyone should be.