From raising corpses to creating a Zuodao Immortal

The cold wind blew violently.

Like a pack of wolves looking up to the sky and howling.

It's snowing heavily.

Like white clouds falling into pieces.

The sky was filled with white, disappearing the mountains and forests, covering the peaks, but when it fell in the valley of Lianwu Mountain, it was wiped away by an invisible force, and not a single snowflake could pass through the forbidden land of white snow.

Therefore, there are heavy snowfalls outside the valley, and the scenery in the valley is like spring. It is like two worlds.

At this moment, at the border of the deep white snow and the blue flowers of the shallow grass, Wen Jiu, who had just been reborn, stood quietly, seeming to admire the white snow on the high wall, and also seemed to be expecting something.

After a few breaths, Wen Jiu couldn't help but sigh, her words full of surprise, "It's truly the legendary world of immortality. An ordinary white snow in winter can reduce the tops of a ten-foot-long tree overnight."

With that said, Wen Jiu stretched out his hand.

From spring to winter.

Not even an inch into the snow.

Chill instantly traveled through the whole body along the fingertips, chilling to the bone and chilling the heart.

After a few breaths, Wen Jiu quickly withdrew and warmed his hands by exhaling, his face still full of surprise.

It feels like I have never seen the world before.

no way.

On the first day of his rebirth, he saw a blizzard in the world of immortality.

How can people not be surprised?

Why isn't it exciting?

What's more, he is a southerner who has not seen snow in ten years.

At this moment, a woman slowly walked out of a row of good houses behind her. She had a petite face and a pleasant appearance. However, when she walked towards Wen Jiu, she seemed to be cautious with every step she took, as if she was afraid that the sound of footsteps would disturb Wen Jiu.

If you look carefully, you will find that when she looks at Wen Jiu, there is a hint of fear in her clear eyes.

Like a sheep seeing a wolf.

"Master... Manager Li is here." The woman spoke in a low voice, very respectfully.

Wen Jiu looked back and shook his head helplessly when he saw the woman who was extremely respectful and trembling in front of him, even not daring to look directly at her.

The woman's name is Yunping.

She was once a disciple of the sect, but except for her, more than 300 members of the sect died in the war.

In order to survive, she fled to Lianwu Mountain, a city of casual repairmen, to escape the disaster of the war. However, due to her low strength and lack of spirit stones to pay for her residence in the city, she could only become a blood-contracted maid.

He was bought by the original practitioner of Hehuan Gong and used as a training tool. He was tortured. It would be okay if that was all.

Maybe I can get over it if I endure it.

But the original person has a strong tendency to violence, and every time he is angry outside, he will come back and vent it on her.

Beatings and insults were common.

That's why Yunping was so afraid of him.

Although Wen Jiu claimed that he was not a good person, he could not see women being treated like animals.

"Don't call me master again."

He doesn't have this habit.

A look of fear instantly appeared in Yunping's eyes, and she knelt down on the ground and begged, "Master... Is there anything else about this slave that makes you unhappy? I will change it, I will definitely change it!"

Seeing this scene, hundreds of similar scenes flashed through Wen Jiu's mind. According to the past plot, the original person would capture Yunping into a good house in the next moment, and then start beating and ravaging her.

Looking back at the picture in his mind, Wen Jiu couldn't help but feel angry - you are such a beast!

Perhaps this kind of behavior is not unusual in the world of immortality, where human lives are nothing, but he cannot accept it.

Wen Jiu shook his head quickly, "No, you didn't make me unhappy, I just don't like this kind of title."

Said.

Wen Jiu tried to help Yunping.

But the moment he touched her, Yun Ping's body trembled suddenly and kept shaking.

When Wen Jiu helped her to her feet, Yun Ping froze in place for a moment after the previous situation did not happen.

Didn't wait for a reaction.

Wen Jiu said again.

"Where is Manager Li?"

Yunping hurriedly said, "It's right next door!"

Wen Jiu hummed and walked away. Manager Li.

The full name is unknown.

The origin is unknown.

But he is the person responsible for collecting rent and represents the owner of Sanxiufang City.

This trip must be to collect rent.

So Wen Jiu didn't dare to neglect or hesitate, because if he missed Manager Li's monthly visit to collect the rent, it would take more than three low-grade spiritual stones to pay the rent.

Arrive outside the good house.

Manager Li, who was about fifty years old, was walking slowly over, his expression cold and arrogant.

Wen Jiu didn't care.

Because in my memory, this Manager Li is not only a monk in the middle stage of Qi training, but also a relative of the owner of Sanxiufang City.

Regardless of the authenticity of the background, just talking about the cultivation level in the middle stage of Qi training, it is not low when looking at the entire Sanxiufang City. Facing an early stage monk like him who is on the second level of Qi training, it is only normal to have a bad look on his face.

If he smiles at you as soon as he comes, then there is a big problem.

"rent."

Manager Li spoke indifferently.

It seems like I don't want to stay any longer.

Wen Jiu quickly took out the only three low-grade spiritual stones from his arms based on his memory, "Steward Li, these are for this month."

"The rent will go up by one dollar next month."

After putting away the spirit stone, Manager Li left behind a few words and left.

Wen Jiu's expression changed and became quite ugly.

Because according to his original memory, he could earn about five low-grade spiritual stones in a month when he went out to hunt monsters.

In the past, the rent only cost three yuan, leaving about two yuan to support daily life and practice. But if the rent is increased, it may be difficult to maintain daily life with just a low-grade spiritual stone, let alone practice.

But the most difficult thing is after winter. It will be even more difficult for low-level monks like him to go out to hunt monsters and earn spiritual stones. In all likelihood, they will not be able to maintain the income of five low-grade spiritual stones in January.

Don't even mention earning more.

But he didn't ask why the rent increased, nor did he beg the other party if he could not raise the rent first.

Because it was meaningless.

Although Wen Jiu didn't ask, the old Taoist with white beard who came out to pay the rent from the neighboring house spoke up.

"Manager Li, why did the rent increase suddenly? Didn't we agree before that the rent outside the market would not increase?"

Manager Li's face turned cold, "Old man, if you want to live here, live here. If you don't want to live here, get out. Now even the wars outside Wushan are becoming more and more frequent, and there are more and more monsters. Why shouldn't the rent change?"

The old Taoist with white beard was speechless and didn't dare to speak again. After all, he was only at the third level of Qi training. If he really angered Manager Li and was kicked out of the market, it would be more than he gained.

Helplessly, he could only sigh, glanced at Wen Jiu, and turned into the house. "It's snowing heavily. If the snow doesn't melt, there will be fewer and fewer ways to make money in the future. Now the rent has increased... Are you going to let people live?"

Wen Jiu retracted his gaze and looked back at the high snow wall behind him.

At this moment, the snow he had been thinking about seemed no longer so beautiful, nor so pleasing.

Turning around.

Yun Ping stood behind him.

She hid timidly by the wall, not daring to approach Wen Jiu, as if she was worried that Wen Jiu would vent the pressure of life on her again.

Wen Jiu glanced at her, left a word, and turned into the house.

"From today on, go wherever you want, you are free..."

The rent has increased.

Making money has become difficult again.

In addition, the second level of Qi training cannot be completely fasting, so there is no need to keep another mouth to eat.

Although Yun Ping can't eat much, if she eats two or three more meals, she will have to eat one less meal.

"Master..."

Seeing that Wen Jiu didn't make trouble for him.

Seeing Wen Jiu return to the house in an unusual way.

Yun Ping was stunned.

At a loss.

Master.

What happened?

No matter what.

Yun Ping still didn't dare to leave.

Instead, she walked after him, fearing that she was a step slower.

Because she was afraid that Wen Jiu did it on purpose, and as long as she took a step outside, he would torture her more severely.

This kind of thing has happened before.

Seeing Yun Ping actually follow into the house, Wen Jiu hurriedly stopped her and said suddenly: "Forget your blood contract."

After that.

Wen Jiu took out the blood contract from the storage bag according to his memory and tore it up in front of Yun Ping.

In fact, if Yun Ping was resold to others, it should be possible to sell two or three low-grade spirit stones.

After all, she is a female cultivator of the first level of Qi training.

Her appearance and figure are also excellent.

But he couldn't do it, he couldn't push a woman who had been tortured by the original body for three years into the sea of ​​fire again.

Harm.

In the final analysis.

He still doesn't have the potential to be a bad person.

Not cruel.

However, Wen Jiu also secretly reminded himself in his heart that after all, this is a chaotic world of immortal cultivation where human life is worthless.

"Only this time!"

Yun Ping, who entered the house, saw this and was shocked, because this was a scene she dared not dream of.

The blood contract was destroyed, so she would be free from now on.

As long as she could earn enough spirit stones to rent a good house and live there, she could become a real casual cultivator again.

"Am I dreaming?" Yun Ping pinched her face, still not believing that the perverted Wen Jiu would really let her go, "Master..., are you really willing to give me my freedom?"

Wen Ping nodded.

No more explanation.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

How painful and desperate Yun Ping must be on weekdays, that she dared not believe that this was true even when the dawn came?

Damn.

It's really a world of immortal cultivation where life is worthless.

But this is not the time to pity her, because I don't even have the rent for next month.

If he fails to pay the rent of four low-grade spirit stones next month, he will certainly be driven out of the market by Manager Li.

What if he encounters a ruthless casual cultivator who captures him and forces him to become a blood-covenant male servant?

I dare not think about it.

I really dare not think about it.

After all, there are perverted male cultivators.

There must be perverted female cultivators.

After sending Yun Ping, who was crying with joy and thanking him repeatedly, out of the house, the white-bearded old Taoist in the good house next to him suddenly came out and said in surprise: "Hehuan little thief, you are a pervert and you are willing to let the maid be free?"

Wen Jiu ignored the old Taoist.

The old Taoist's name is Qi Muli, who is at the third level of Qi training, one level higher than him. He was a casual cultivator before the war in the cultivation world. When the war broke out, he quickly hid in the Lianwushan market, and it has been five years since then.

In memory, the two did not have a deep relationship, but they had some friendship because they went out to hunt monsters together.

But Qi Muli is very realistic in his attitude towards others. He will only think of you when he needs you, and will only glance at you when he doesn't need you. A year ago, after he entered the third level of Qi training, he never paid any attention to Wen Jiu again.

The original body had sent gifts to him, but Qi Muli accepted the gifts and still ignored him, let alone took him out to hunt monsters. He was too lazy to pay attention to such people.

But this time was different. Seeing that Wen Jiu didn't respond, the old Taoist with white beard wanted to leave directly, but he stopped after walking two steps.

This time he wanted to go out of the market to hunt monsters and earn spirit stones, but after the blizzard, even the traces of monsters were difficult to find, and with the interference of the blizzard, the difficulty of hunting monsters increased by at least 50%, so it would be best to find a helper.

Although Wen Jiu was fond of women and a little perverted, he was an ordinary Qi training cultivator like him and had no other skills to make money, so it would be easier to invite him to go with him than to invite others.

"Hehuan, little thief, I am going to take you to make some money this time. How about going out with me to hunt monsters? You are responsible for finding monsters, and I am responsible for killing monsters. The harvest will be 30% and 70%, you get 30% and I get 70%!"

"No."

Wen Jiu finished speaking and turned back to the house.

Hunting monsters is risky, especially after the blizzard.

Even though he has not experienced all kinds of things in the world of immortal cultivation, Wen Jiu can guess what the old Taoist with white beard is planning.

Isn't it just to find a helper?

Or to put it bluntly.

He wants to find someone who can take the blame when he really encounters danger.

Otherwise, why doesn't he find a cultivator of the same realm?

But after returning to the house, Wen Jiu was in trouble. If he didn't go out to hunt monsters, where would the spirit stones come from?

In the market, there is no job that allows an ordinary second-level Qi training to earn four or five low-grade spirit stones a month.

"Do I really have to go out and risk my life?"

In the memory of the original body, hunting monsters can earn spirit stones, but it is also very dangerous.

Every now and then, a low-level Qi training cultivator would die in the mouth of a monster.

At the same time, the white-bearded Taoist outside the house looked surprised, as if he had never expected Wen Jiu to refuse.

Wen Jiu earned much less spiritual stones than him every month. Now the rent has been increased by one low-grade spiritual stone. How can he afford it?

In this case, Wen Jiu actually refused him?

"Why is this guy like a different person today?" The white-bearded Taoist sighed. He originally wanted to find someone to lure the monster.

After sighing, the white-bearded Taoist couldn't help but glance at Yun Ping beside him, and his eyes were even more puzzled.

Wen Jiu is a casual cultivator of Hehuan.

Without spiritual stones and spiritual veins, the blood-covenant maid is his only possibility to improve his cultivation.

But Wen Jiu actually gave the blood-covenant maid freedom.

"Could it be... this guy was hit silly by the palm of the mid-stage Qi training cultivator a few days ago?"

After muttering, the Taoist left.

Yun Ping also took a deep look at the Liang residence that gave her nightmares every day, but she did not leave as quickly as the old Taoist.

...

In the Liang residence.

Wen Jiu fell into deep thought, thinking about how to make money, and at the same time took out all the things in the storage bag.

A piece of low-grade spirit stone fragment.

Three pieces of yellow paper with monster skin that were not of the highest grade.

A talisman pen that was not of the highest grade.

And half a jar of monster blood.

The total value was no more than one low-grade spirit stone.

But just when Wen Jiu picked up the silver-white talisman pen, an information bar suddenly appeared in front of him.

【Wen Jiu】

【Age: 33】

【Spiritual roots: low-grade inferior spiritual roots (7/50)】

【Metal attribute spiritual energy sensitivity: 1】

【Wood attribute spiritual energy sensitivity: 3】

【Water attribute spiritual energy sensitivity: 1】

【Fire attribute spiritual energy sensitivity: 1】

【Earth attribute spiritual energy sensitivity: 1】

【Current main occupation: Immortal cultivator lv2 (cannot be changed, current experience value 55/200)】

【Occupational basic skills: Level 2 Hehuan Gong (68/100), Level 1 Fire Bomb Technique (11/50), Level 2 Fire Snake Technique (5/100)】

【Special skill points: 0】

【Special attribute points: 0】

【Current number of sub-occupations that can be opened: 1】

【Currently in contact with the talisman drawing tool, automatically obtain the sub-occupation - Talisman Master】

【Do you want to open the sub-occupation? 】(End of this chapter)