I feed the worms with my body, I am the evil demon

The sewing process was extremely long. After sewing for several months in the cave, Gu Xiu finally sewed the two strange medicine corpses perfectly.

The swollen Yin and Yang corpses could only barely see the human shape, with layers of skin and flesh clearly visible. Their eyes also turned dark green, revealing a strange breath. And their mouths were tightly sewn with needles and thread.

Gu Xiu looked at the two strange medicine corpses, and a sense of accomplishment surged in his heart.

The Yin and Yang corpses were completed, and the next step was to bury them in the place where evil spirits gathered and use the formation to warm them up.

There was no need to find a place to raise Yang corpses. Yandang Valley was originally a place with sufficient Yang veins, but this Yin corpse could not be buried in the valley, otherwise it would not only fail to grow, but also be dispersed by the hot fire pulse.

As for the two main corpses, Gu Xiu had already chosen a place. He originally wanted to bury them in the medicine field, but he was afraid of damaging the spiritual plants.

In the end, he chose a place with the most dense vegetation in the valley, and embedded the two main corpses in two large trees respectively to apply the formation to gather evil spirits.

After forty-nine days, add fire spirit stones and poisonous fire, and cultivate for another forty-nine days before proceeding to the next step.

After dealing with the two main corpses, Gu Xiu found the place with the most Yang evil in the valley and dug a big pit casually, put in a lot of fire spirit stones, and then made a unique gathering evil magic array in the scriptures.

After burying the Yang corpse, Gu Xiu looked at the Yin corpse in his hand and was in trouble. The fire veins nearby were too strong. It seemed that he could only go further to find a Yin evil place.

There are many Yin-attributed places in the inner mountains, most of which are occupied by some high-level monks who mainly practice corpses.

Gu Xiu thought for a moment and chose a place. He put on a cloak and left the Flame Valley in the night.

There is a very deep canyon thousands of miles away from the Flame Valley, sandwiched between several mountain ranges and stretching for thousands of miles.

It is called the Fallen Valley. There are not many monks in that place, because that place itself is an extremely cold and dangerous place. If you stay there for a long time, you will produce a cold poison in your body that is difficult to get rid of.

But this kind of place is most suitable for raising corpses. After entering the late stage of foundation building, Gu Xiu became much bolder and planned to explore it first.

After all, the roads that cultivators cultivate are varied, and there are also many strong people who mainly cultivate corpses, but as long as there are no Jindan cultivators in that place, he is not afraid.

Such ordinary mortal Yin corpses will not have too much fluctuation, so it is still feasible to find a hidden place.

Not long after, Gu Xiu came to the sky above the Falling Valley. He looked down vigilantly and did not dare to enter rashly. After some observation, he carefully released his spiritual sense and explored this mysterious place inch by inch.

With the extension of spiritual sense, Gu Xiu carefully floated down from the cloud and landed gently on the ground.

When he stepped into the Falling Valley, a biting coldness hit him. This place is shrouded in thick fog all year round, making the whole valley look gloomy and depressing. The ground is covered with a thick layer of gray frost, making people feel as if they are in a world of ice and snow.

Exhaling two streams of white air from his mouth, Gu Xiu looked around. The empty valley was grayish white, without any plants. Further ahead was a rather narrow crack, which was the entrance to the depths of the valley. It was said that there were many high-level monsters inside.

After searching for a while, Gu Xiu chose a remote place in the valley, and then used the earth escape technique to escape as deep as possible.

After falling about ten feet underground, Gu Xiu could hardly move forward, which was the limit of his earth escape technique.

Stabilizing his body, Gu Xiu opened up a place that could accommodate the Yin corpse, and then began to set up the Yin Gathering Array.

Two hours later, Gu Xiu clapped his hands, looked at the complete array, nodded slightly, and prepared to leave the underground.

However, at this moment, the longevity sect pattern in his body suddenly responded.

Gu Xiu stopped and frowned. He had never known what the longevity sect pattern was for, but now it was faintly moving.

"Could it be that there are people from the Changsheng Sect nearby?" Gu Xiu was puzzled. He flew out of the ground, grabbed his cloak and waved it to fit perfectly with the mountain wall.

Not long after, there was a very fast sound of breaking through the air from the sky, and there was more than one. The person in front seemed to be in a mess because of the pursuit from behind.

Bang!

Before Gu Xiu could react, a person fell from the sky, and the thick fog instantly cleared a passage, and the figure smashed the ground and shook it continuously.

After Gu Xiu saw the person who fell, he smiled slightly. This embarrassed guy turned out to be Wang Ji. I don’t know how he was chased so miserably.

"Do you think you can survive by running here?"

There were three people standing in the sky. The leader was in the late stage of foundation building, and the other two were in the middle stage.

They quickly fell into the valley. Wang Ji climbed out of the pit and looked around. His pale face was in panic.

"Strange, why is there no one?" He was very puzzled in his heart. He clearly sensed the breath of the Holy Son.

"How come you were chased by someone and led them to me?" Gu Xiu sent a message to Wang Ji.

Wang Ji, who was panicking, was delighted when he heard the message. "Don't blame me, Lord Saint. I had no choice but to go to Yandang Valley to look for you. I didn't expect you were not in the valley. I searched nearby for a long time and was accidentally spotted by these three guys, so I came here."

"Hey, what are you looking at, kid? Still laughing, I think you are tired of living."

"Why waste your words on him? He is sneaking around and is obviously a bastard cultivator who attacked the children of the family."

"Lord Saint, save me." Wang Ji hurriedly sent a message. He was only in the early stage of foundation building and could not fight against the three family cultivators at all.

But he heard Gu Xiu's unhurried message, "You must have something bad to come to me at this time. Well, let's get rid of these people first."

Gu Xiu was magnanimous and didn't bother with Wang Ji for the time being. Besides, these three family cultivators could help him improve his cultivation.

Wang Ji finally relaxed after hearing this. Although he didn't know what level of cultivation Gu Xiu was, he had seen Gu Xiu's methods.

"Go, go and kill them. I'll follow."

"Ah? Me?" Wang Ji was stunned and looked around. His pale face turned even paler.

There was no way. He had to obey the words of the Saint Son. He took out his magic weapon and rushed forward.

The three people saw that he didn't run away but rushed to kill him. They were so angry that they laughed.

"How brave, just the initial stage."

"Hehe, are you desperate?"

The sound of gears turning was heard, and three cultivators pulled out silk threads with both hands, and three wooden mechanical puppets flew out.

Although Wang Ji was an initial stage cultivator, his combat power was not weak. His magic weapon was quite exquisite and barely blocked the attack of the three puppets.

"Are you from the Tang family?" Gu Xiu secretly watched all this. Seeing that Wang Ji was about to be killed by the late-stage cultivator, Gu Xiu's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the golden cicada wings behind him appeared and unfolded in the blink of an eye.

He tapped his toes, leaving a golden afterimage on the spot, and appeared behind the late-stage cultivator.

Wang Ji's frightened eyes kept magnifying the power of the attacking magic weapon, but he saw that the late-stage cultivator suddenly froze. Looking more carefully, a golden-red fist had pierced the man's heart without knowing when.