From raising corpses to creating a Zuodao Immortal

"The body has been found. Is it true?"

Wen Jiu couldn't believe it. Tianguan Bai, the leader of the Dead Man Peak who had never shown his face before, died like this?

Is it really that easy for an old man who built his foundation from a place like the Far West to die so easily?

To this.

Wen Jiu was doubtful.

Because he had never seen the body.

Pingshan only heard about it from Kuyue.

Whether this is true or not is unknown.

However, he had just come to the front foot to get a share of the human ban, and then Fang Xiaolin, the back foot, was about to come to the Dead Man's Peak and asked to see him by name. Although the two things have nothing to do with each other, I have to say that it is really a coincidence.

Although we know that the foundation-building body cultivating the demon corpse is much stronger than the blood ink three thousand, the gap between the two is worlds apart, but light transformation takes hundreds of days, this foundation-building body cultivating the demon corpse is really a bit scary.

Killing real spirit demons is still like killing chickens.

Don't waste time either.

The round trip may take about four days.

Just a meeting.

Ordinary qi-training monks don't know that there is a guardian behind the Far West, but don't the foundation-building monks know that?

Wen Jiu was in trouble.

After the True Spirit Demon Clan felt the power of the Three Evil Flying Corpses, they no longer looked as crazy as before, and their violent temper that attacked them in groups was gone. In fear, they began to hide in front of the abyss.

At the time of daily settlement, the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons was cultivated using the Three Evil Corpse Raising Method, but after ten hours of transformation progress, it only had ten points of experience.

The blood-eating Taoist spoke truthfully.

"This one is really unstoppable." Wen Jiu sighed helplessly. He couldn't figure out what the other party wanted to do, and finally decided to go back.

[Building the foundation body to repair the demon corpse (10/1000 during alienation)]

Seeing that nothing could be found, Wen Jiu fled directly with the flying corpse of Three Evils, and returned to Dead Man's Peak in less than two hours.

As for Mu Yuanlong's body, Wen Jiu abandoned it directly and used three thousand blood ink to suck it into a corpse.

After Wen Jiu made the decision, he immediately let the flying corpses of the Three Evils begin a massacre in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

Since he is the person raised by Fang Xiaolin.

"So you are also afraid." Wen Jiu couldn't help laughing, and continued to control the three evil flying corpses to chase them.

Wen Jiu simply didn't go anywhere, he only practiced in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, and prepared to start a massacre in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, cultivating the three thousand blood ink and foundation-building demon corpses to the level of flying corpses as quickly as possible.

Because the three evil flying corpses rushed into the group of true spirit demons and wiped them all out. With just one claw, ten or eight true spirit demons could be killed.

Before leaving, Wen Jiu used the Three Evil Flying Corpses to ask the Blood Food Taoist why Fang Xiao came to the far west.

The corpse was directly burned by Wen Jiuyi's fire, leaving only a layer of white bone powder on the ground, which dispersed when the wind blew.

"Will you come back or not?"

And the alienation experience progress bar only needs 500 to be filled.

Not long after.

The reply from Dongfang Tiancheng came, "Obviously, it was to determine whether Fellow Daoist Han was an evil cultivator of Wusheng Sanmen, but the real reason behind it is still unknown, because Fang Xiaolin had already been to the other three sects and five peaks, and the dead man who came last peak."

When Xuemo Sanqian's corpse was transformed, he could gain one hundred points of transformation experience in two hours a day.

It will take about two days to reach Fengyun Fairy City.

But the foundation-building monks can understand the reason after asking each other.

At this time, even if the Three Evil Flying Corpses do not show the power of foundation building, it is more than enough to deal with the True Spirit Demon Clan simply with the blood body of the Thunder Spirit Demon. There is no need to change places after a sneak attack, and there is no need to worry about being surrounded and torn apart by the True Spirit Demon Clan.

In case he encounters something else along the way, such as robbery cultivators, demons, etc., and it is also the first time for him to go to such a far place, so he must be cautious and see the world first, and the round trip time needs to be improved. It will also increase accordingly, and it is estimated that it will be at least half a month before we return to Dead Man's Peak.

But only kill a hundred at a time.

When the Blood Food Taoist was asked this question, he was not surprised at all, because foundation-building monks are different from Qi-training monks like them, and there are some information that Qi-training monks may not even think about.

He was just an evil cultivator under Fang Xiaolin's command who did shady things. How could he be qualified to know some things.

If he doesn't go back, he may cause some trouble to Master Ye Chen and the others.

"It seems that we can only cultivate Xuemo Sanqian first."

There are still two days before Fang Xiao comes.

Maybe you know something.

"This junior doesn't know either."

As Wen Jiu expected, after Mu Yuanlong's body was destroyed, one of the alienated places for corpse keepers became vacant. However, the alienation of the foundation-building body cultivating the demon corpse was somewhat beyond Wen Jiu's expectations.

"Now I doubt whether the true spirit demons from the Demonic Abyss can cultivate them to the level of Flying Corpse."

"Elder Dongfang, I wonder what the purpose of this foundation-building senior is to meet me by name?" Wen Jiu immediately sent a message and waited quietly for Dongfang Tiancheng's reply.

It's not that there is no Yin method to nourish the blood, but it's because he doesn't want to kill too quickly, causing the Abyss of Demons to empty too quickly.

Moreover, Wen Jiu did not dare to push the True Spirit Demon Clan too hard. Liu Bang knew how to leave a chance for Xiang Yu to survive, so that Xiang Yu would not have to fight against the odds. The True Spirit Demon Tribe is much stronger than Xiang Yu.

When the monks from Shenjue Qianfeng imprisoned them here, was it because there were no monks who could kill them all?

It doesn't seem to be the case.

Even if it is, hundreds of years later, the True Spirit Demon Clan no longer has a second level, but the True Spirit Demon Clan still poses a threat to the entire Far West, and the value of the True Spirit Demon Clan is not low. Why didn’t Shenjue Qianfeng send someone to solve it? Why didn't anyone be sent to harvest demon flesh and blood?

Xu is still wary.

Or maybe he was worried that the True Spirit Demons would fight back and jump over the wall.

The people of Shen Jue Qianfeng had to be careful about this, so how could he, a Left-Way cultivator who had just established his foundation, not be cautious?

Of course, if something really happened, he could just walk away. With the Blood Corpse Escape, there was no problem running away, but the problem was that he could run away. The Dead Man Peak couldn't escape, and neither could Master Ye Chen and the others.

A day and a half later.

All the 100 True Spirit Demon corpses were cultivated into corpse blood by Wen Jiu, but Wen Jiu still had plenty of Yin Fa in his body.

Because the efficiency of the Three Evil Flying Corpses in restoring corpse qi in the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss was very high, and the corpse qi in the Three Evil Flying Corpses was abundant, refining all the 100 True Spirit Demons would only consume half of the Three Evil Flying Corpses.

And this half, the Three Evil Flying Corpses replenished it in just two hours, and the efficiency was quite fast.

"Comfortable!"

After cultivating the corpse blood, Wen Jiu stretched lazily.

But to be honest, although refining corpses and nourishing blood is no longer a problem, even if there are another 100, it can be easily handled, but the first-level middle-grade corpse eyes will more or less slow down the speed of corpse blood cultivation.

"It seems that when I go to Fengyun Fairy City, I can find a second-level weapon refiner and find a way to upgrade the corpse eyes to the second level." In this way, the efficiency of refining corpses and nourishing blood will definitely be improved to another level.

And it can also be used as a method to fight against the enemy. The function of corpse eyes to contain magic must be very good after entering the second level.

His Yin method, and the corpse qi of the three evil flying corpses, the two can be easily filled up by superposition.

In this way.

Another trump card.

And it is a trump card that may kill the foundation-building cultivator.

...

The next night.

Dongfang Tiancheng sent a message again.

Fang Xiaolin will arrive tonight, but only Fang Xiaolin, and no other people from Shen Jue Qianfeng will accompany him.

Wen Jiu immediately changed his clothes, hid his cultivation and face, and went straight to the top of the Dead Man Peak to meet this foundation-building cultivator who was the God of Thousand Peaks. The other party could nourish the blood and eat the Taoists, and could condone the existence of the forbidden market for living people. He must be a person who values ​​profit. This trip must be mostly related to profit.

At this time, all the elders of the main peak had arrived at the top of the Dead Man Peak. When Wen Jiu arrived, everyone surrounded him and greeted him very kindly, with words of welcome and gratitude.

If I am not mistaken, there are some elders of the main peak who usually hate the left-handed cultivators.

This situation.

Wen Jiu is quite satisfied.

This is the result he wants. Low cultivation is the side door and the left-handed cultivator, and high cultivation is the left-handed master.

Maybe some people still have dislike in their hearts, but with only this cultivation, who dares to say it out loud?

When his cultivation is a little higher, I am afraid that they can only envy him, and even want to practice the left-handed way. They are all old monks who have practiced for decades. Their desire for foundation building can naturally suppress their bottom line and preferences.

Of course.

Except for people like Bai Jianxin.

Wen Jiu has already known the reason why Bai Jianxin hates unorthodox ways through Liu Qianling's soul attack.

His beloved ones.

There are also many relatives.

Ninety percent of them died from the unorthodox monks who betrayed the Dead Peak.

This kind of hatred may not be suppressed by the opportunity of foundation building.

After a brief chat, Wen Jiu stopped talking and stood silently beside the elders of the main peak.

Waiting for Fang Xiaolin to arrive.

Even if Dongfang Tiancheng and others asked him to stand in front, Wen Jiu directly refused. The main point is that he does not sit in front in class, and the same is true when standing in line to greet people. The former is helpless, and the latter is for safety.

Keep the habit of standing at the back. If something happens, it is definitely not yourself who will be unlucky first, and the probability of survival will be greatly increased.

After a moment.

A figure continued to fly across the night sky, rolling up a terrifying aura that made people feel frightened and pressed in front of the Dead Man Peak.

The man was wearing a red-gold robe, and his face looked only thirty or forty years old, but the sharpness in his eyes was not as good as that of Dongfang Tiancheng, who had practiced for a hundred years. Just one glance made Dongfang Tiancheng and others bow in greeting.

However, Wen Jiu's first impression of him only stayed on the surface, because this guy's appearance was too exaggerated.

Robe - second level.

Hairpin - second level.

Magic boots - second level.

Even the belt around his waist was a second-level magic weapon.

Even though he had used the method of concealment, the magic weapon on his body was still difficult to hide, and he couldn't cover it up.

"Is this the level of wealth of the foundation-building of the big sect?" Wen Jiu couldn't help but think of Feng Jue's shabby appearance, and it was really heartbreaking.

The robe Feng Jue wore was only a first-level top-grade robe, and judging from the traces, he had been wearing it for many years.

Building the foundation at the same time.

Why is the gap so big?

Fang Xiaolin remained silent for a long time, just looking down at everyone indifferently, which gave people a great sense of pressure.

Wen Jiu understood that this was probably a show of strength.

During Fang Xiaolin's silence, no one dared to look up, and no one dared to move, and could only stand quietly.

In front of the main hall, the atmosphere became very depressing for a while.

After a hundred breaths.

Fang Xiaolin finally spoke, his tone indifferent, "Dongfang Tiancheng, Ye Chen, Bai Jianxin, and the new guest Han Li, you four stay."

"Yes!"

"As ordered by the senior!"

Everyone saluted again, and dispersed quickly while breathing a sigh of relief.

When everyone dispersed, Wen Jiu was forced to show up in front of everyone even if he didn't want to. He also felt that Fang Xiaolin was staring at him, and his consciousness kept scanning up and down, as if he wanted to explore everything from his toes to the ends of his hair.

Seeing that he couldn't find out anything, and even couldn't see through Wen Jiu's realm, his face turned cold again, "Han Li, unlock your hiding method."

Wen Jiu's face froze.

This man was so aggressive.

Removing the hiding method was equivalent to taking off clothes and showing it to the other party, which no one would be willing to do.

After all, who doesn't have a little secret of their own.

Fang Xiaolin, who can even support a blood-eating Taoist, how could he investigate him, a person suspected of being a member of the Three Sects of No Life, so carefully? But he still chose to do so, obviously wanting to focus on giving him a warning.

If he surrendered.

Fang Xiaolin's goal would probably be achieved.

If he resisted.

Then Fang Xiaolin would probably go further.

But compared to being seen through by him, the real spirit body and true cultivation level of Yinsha, what Wen Jiu is not afraid of is that Fang Xiaolin will go further.

"Senior, my concealment method coexists with the body cultivation method, and it cannot be removed even if I do it myself."

Wen Jiu tried to find a reason to see Fang Xiaolin's reaction.

Fang Xiaolin's face sank, and a huge foundation-building pressure tilted down, pressing the Dongfang Tiancheng people to not even be able to stand still. They retreated more than ten steps to get better, but Wen Jiu did not retreat a single step.

Facing the foundation-building pressure!

"You are quite capable... not afraid of death?" Fang Xiao was a little surprised, but still asked coldly from a high position.

Wen Jiu raised his hand to salute, "Senior, if there is something that needs to be done by me, I will go through fire and water to do it, but this concealment method cannot be removed. Even if you kill me, the result will be the same."

"Interesting." Fang Xiaolin was angry, but when he heard the first half of Wen Jiu's sentence, his anger suddenly subsided a lot.

His original intention was to give Han Li a warning, so that he would submit to him and work for him wholeheartedly.

Although this warning did not work, Han Li was a smart man.

Wen Jiu added again, "The junior is waiting for the senior to drive."

That's all.

If you still want to convince me with reason, then I can only be rude.

Don't force me, Han Li, to kill and escape!

"You are a smart man, wait outside the hall." Fang Xiaolin restrained the pressure of foundation building and slowly fell towards the main hall.

The three people from Dongfang Tiancheng all looked at Wen Jiu, followed him with their own thoughts, and followed Fang Xiaolin into the hall.

After entering the hall and sitting down, Fang Xiaolin said coldly, "I have unfortunate news for you. Tianguan Bai has died. His body has been found by the foundation building elders of our sect and buried in the Shenjue Qianfeng."

Hearing this, Wen Jiu raised his eyebrows outside the hall and didn't dare to believe it.

Presumably, Shen Jue Qianfeng would not do such a thing as leaving Tian Guan Bai's body to raise it or refine it into a human puppet. If this were to spread, Shen Jue Qianfeng's reputation would be ruined.

At the same time, it would chill the hearts of the people below.

Unless all the people in Shen Jue Qianfeng are fools, they would do this. Anyone who is smart would not do this.

Since they will not use Tian Guan Bai's body, why not let Tian Guan Bai's body return to its roots?

Must it be buried in Shen Jue Qianfeng?

And can a foundation-building person with vassal strength really be buried in Shen Jue Qianfeng?

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