From raising corpses to creating a Zuodao Immortal

Soon.

Even Wushan was blocked.

All the Night Watchmen were warned by Si Baikong that this matter must not be leaked, including Wen Jiu.

As Wen Jiu expected, Si Baikong immediately dispatched dozens of people to search the mountain, leaving no corner untouched. Wen Jiu could not escape, so he could only follow the large group to search the mountain for three days.

As for the cold pond.

When Wen Jiu looked there again, there was nothing unusual.

Although some ghost energy remained, the Night Watchmen could not find anything.

At the same time.

In the daily settlement after midnight, Wen Jiu learned the real name and purpose of the Ghost Face Flower.

Its name is Ghost Face Pagoda.

It is an extremely rare treasure of heaven and earth.

Not only is it of first-class quality, it is also a special ghost that only grows in the bloody abyss. Just to make it bloom, it requires the vitality of hundreds of cultivators, and to make it condense a hideous ghost face, it takes a lot of time and original ghost energy. In other words, the flower grower must feed the flower with his body for at least ten years.

However, it is useless for ordinary people, and it cannot be used to make pills or tools. It can even be said to be a murderous poison.

Not to mention eating it, even if you just stay with it for a long time, the ghost energy it releases may invade the spirit body, causing the invaded person to become neither human nor ghost, turning into a ghost puppet and becoming a source of nutrients for the ghost face pagoda.

But for ghosts and ghost cultivators, it is a magic medicine, because when its ghost face turns red, it is the day when it bears fruit. Once it bears fruit, its fruit can revive the dead and make the ghost produce flesh and bones and live again.

In other words, this ghost face pagoda is a chance for resurrection for ghosts and ghost cultivators.

Its value is self-evident.

Finally, the daily settlement also mentioned a piece of information, that is, the ghost-faced pagoda has not appeared in the world for nearly three hundred years.

This raised the preciousness of the ghost-faced pagoda to a higher level.

"I stole this ghost-faced pagoda, which means he has lost a chance to revive. The next time he meets me, he will probably try his best to kill me." Thinking of this, Wen Jiu smiled helplessly.

Invisibly, he actually made another ghost enemy.

But Wen Jiu was not worried. When they met next time, the black zombie would be a three-evil walking corpse, and it would take only a few minutes to kill him.

To be honest.

Wen Jiu was looking forward to meeting it again.

Just the ghost method and the ghost-faced pagoda were enough to prove that the ghost had a big secret.

As for how to deal with the ghost-faced pagoda.

Wen Jiu hadn't thought about it yet.

Sell it?

Maybe it can be sold at a sky-high price.

But it will most likely bring disaster to himself.

Let the black zombie eat it directly.

Wen Jiu was also a little reluctant, after all, the importance of the ghost-faced pagoda to the ghost cultivators was too high.

Being swallowed by the black zombie, although it can increase a lot of experience, it is more or less a pity.

…

Night Patrol.

Main Hall.

Si Baikong knocked lightly on the place where Gong Chi was in seclusion, not daring to speak, just waiting quietly outside.

After a while.

A cold voice came from the room.

"What?"

Si Baikong said nervously, "Old Gong, Muye is dead."

"Such a small matter, you also come to disturb my practice?" Gong Chi's voice was full of displeasure, with murderous intent.

Si Baikong hurriedly explained, "Old Gong, on the surface, it seems that it was a ghost who killed Muye, but at the place where he died, not only traces of the patrol swordsmanship were found, but also a deep blood ghost hand with extremely rich blood, at least three layers!"

"So you suspect that there are people from the Blood Clothes Building in our Night Patrol?" Gong Chi revealed Si Baikong's thoughts.

But as a spy of the Blood Clothes Building.

He knew that the Night Patrol would never have one.

But this also made him a little curious, but if there was no spy, where did the triple blood ghost hand come from?

Si Baikong spoke again, "That person knows the Xunfeng sword technique, and his blood ghost hand is so strong. Maybe he is among the stewards or even the deacons... And the ghost energy you asked us to track down appeared at the crime scene!"

Bang——

The door suddenly opened.

Gong Chi, whose aura was much stronger than before but still had not entered the sixth level of Qi training, suddenly walked out of it confidently.

"Have you searched Muye's soul?"

"It's impossible to search his soul. Muye's soul was forcibly extracted by the ghost... But the Xunfeng sword technique is only passed on to the stewards and deacons, and not many people practice it."

"Finally appeared again." Gong Chi smiled coldly, "I didn't expect you to reveal so many flaws this time. Go check immediately, the stewards and deacons of the Night Patrol who have practiced the Xunfeng sword technique over the years!"

Hide?

Little thing.

Since you are in Feixian Peak, where can you hide?

Si Baikong didn't dare to look at Gong Chi's expression, and only asked in a low voice, "Old Gong, what about the Supervisory Hall?"

"Erase all traces... Announce to the public that Mu Ye was killed by the ghost, and be quiet when investigating."

The elder of the Supervisory Hall's main peak is coming soon.

The man must be caught before he arrives.

...

Return home.

After dealing with Li Ye, Wen Jiu felt relieved.

So far, no one in the entire Feixian Peak has any grudges against him.

No one can stop him from going to the main peak.

As for those who targeted him because of Li Ye before, once Li Ye died, they would not do so again as long as they were not stupid. Because on the surface, with his strength, he would definitely pass the assessment and go to the main peak.

Continue to offend future disciples of the main peak for a dead person?

Although those people are not very smart, they are not stupid.

After returning home, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, people came to visit again and again, even though Wen Jiu closed the door to refuse visitors. What Wen Jiu didn't expect was that someone from his sister Wen Ya also went to make friends with him.

The Xu family even asked his sister to prepare a gift for him.

A generous gift worth twenty or thirty low-grade spirit stones.

"It has to be a mixed sect. As long as the status is rising, it will become popular even if it was not popular in the past."

Although he didn't accept the gift, Wen Jiu was happier than if he did.

If he became a casual cultivator, the faster his strength improved, the more people would shout and beat him.

A casual cultivator?

He would never do it in his life.

Then, Wen Jiu looked at Li Ye's storage bag.

Hundreds of spirit stones.

A golden bell magic weapon and a magic weapon flying sword. Wen Jiu had seen both of them. Their value should be around three hundred low-grade spirit stones.

There were also several other elixirs and talismans, which were also valuable, and could be sold for at least fifty or sixty low-grade spirit stones.

As for other things, they were not very valuable, and he could not sell the art of patrolling wind swordsmanship.

Because no one would dare to buy it even if he dared to sell it.

As long as the practice was discovered, it would be a dead end.

After putting the spoils back into the storage bag, Wen Jiu prepared to go to the book building of Feixian Peak to see if there were any records about the ghost face pagoda.

After all, the daily settlement would only give some simple information, but Wen Jiu did not believe that the ghost face pagoda had only one use. How could something that could give ghosts and ghosts a second life have such a single effect?

However, just when Wen Jiu was about to send the black zombie to the place of corpses, there was a knock on the door.

Wen Jiu did not intend to pay attention, but the person outside the door said his identity, "I am Chen Daoqing, the grandson of the elder of the Demon Slaying Division, and I have come to invite you to attend the banquet. Please come out and see me."

The grandson of the elder of the Demon Slaying Division.

His identity is not low.

A true third-generation immortal.

He is definitely a person who can walk sideways in Feixian Peak.

"After this announcement, the change of identity and situation really makes me a little uncomfortable." Wen Jiu smiled dumbly.

The third-generation immortals are here, and the first-generation immortals are probably not far away.

If it were someone else, Wen Jiu might just give him a random excuse, but Chen Daoqing is a third-generation immortal after all.

Having one more such connection is always good for a left-handed cultivator like him who is determined to get into the sect.

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