Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"vomit..."

Song Wen, who had just returned to the cave, couldn't control it anymore. His stomach, which had not eaten for a day, was filled with something that he didn't know where it came from.

Song Wen vomited continuously for half a quarter of an hour. He felt that bile was about to be vomited out, and the nausea and vomiting was slightly relieved.

He was so tired that he wanted to fall asleep, but the smell of blood and corpses all over his body made him feel nauseated.

He had to go out and get two buckets of water, wash himself, and clean the vomit in the cave before falling asleep.

On the second day, Song Wen got up very early.

He first went to the mess hall to have breakfast, and then rushed to the corpse cave before Chen time. If I hadn't gone earlier today and finished dissecting 100 corpses, I might not have had to go back to the cave to rest, and could have directly started the dissection the next day.

Fortunately, the corpse cave is also at the foot of the mountain, not far from where he lives.

He was the first to arrive at the corpse cave today.

After receiving the body from Yuan Cheng, Song Wen couldn't wait to start dissecting the body.

At this time, the time it took him to dismantle one corpse had increased to about half an hour. When he had finished dismantling 100 corpses, more than six hours had passed.

He was still the last one to leave. When he walked out of the corpse cave, it was already dark just like the day before.

Song Wen returned to the cave, and after a brief rinse, he went to the cafeteria.

In the cafeteria at this time, only a few scattered disciples were eating.

Song Wen suppressed the nausea in his heart and forced himself to eat a large amount of food.

He knew that under such high pressure, if his body could not compensate for enough energy, he might have mental and physical problems and collapse.

But after all, he is a monk who practices magic. His physical strength and endurance are beyond the reach of ordinary people. There is no problem with his physical body.

After Song Wen returned to the cave after dinner, he looked inside his body.

He found that although he had not absorbed the essence and blood from the corpse in the past two days, the rich blood and essence in the corpse cave and the essence and blood he sometimes inadvertently devoured had completely replenished his previously depleted energy and blood.

At this time, he has become a young man with strong blood again.

That night, Song Wen did not choose to practice, he still slept.

Sleeping can relieve his mental fatigue and discomfort to the greatest extent.

Although the work of dissecting corpses was uncomfortable, there were no fights or complicated interpersonal relationships, which made time pass quickly. A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Song Wen has gradually adapted to dissecting corpses and became a qualified dismemberer.

He only needs to spend four hours a day in the corpse cave, which makes him still the last one to leave.

Song Wen had already resumed his daily practice. With the blood energy plundered from the Corpse Dissection Cave, his "Corpse King Blood Training" made rapid progress. Song Wen silently upgraded his cultivation to the second level of Qi training.

But just now, Song Wen, who had finished his meditation practice, discovered something embarrassing.

Because his cultivation speed was too fast, he found that the corpse evil energy provided by the corpse well in the cave could no longer meet his cultivation needs.

When he dismantles a corpse, he can steal and swallow enough energy and blood for his cultivation. However, the corpse evil energy in the corpse well is not endless, but is supplied in a rationed manner.

Of course, the lack of corpse evil energy only occurs in Song Wen. It is absolutely impossible for other disciples in the early stages of Qi training to have insufficient corpse evil energy in their caves.

"What should I do? Where can I get enough evil energy to kill people?"

Song Wen immediately ended his meditation. It was already dark outside, and it was another sleepless night of practice.

Today is the day when the monthly salary is distributed. Song Wen plans to take the monthly salary and go to the market not far from the foot of the mountain to see if he can buy evil spirits.

After Song Wen completed today's corpse dissection work, he received this month's monthly salary, a total of twenty low-grade spiritual stones and ten corpse blood pills, but the Bigu Pill was not distributed anymore.

It was still early in the day and there was still time to go shopping. Song Wen hurried to the cave. The smell of blood on his body was too strong. Going to the market like this would easily attract attention. This was not in line with Song Wen's shrinking and growing behavior.

After washing, Song Wen did not go directly to Fangshi. He first went to the sect's Kung Fu Hall. The "Corpse King's Blood Training" he practiced had reached the second level of Qi training. It was time to try to enhance his combat ability. .

It took Song Wen nearly half an hour to reach the Gong Chuan Hall in the middle of the mountain as he hurried on with all his strength.

After Song Wen showed his disciple token, he successfully entered the Chuan Gong Hall, but was told that disciples like him who were in the early stages of Qi training could only move on the first floor of the Chuan Gong Hall.

There are many books in the Chuan Gong Hall, all-inclusive, and they are placed in different categories, including cultivation techniques, combat spells, corpse puppet refining techniques, elixir planting, spiritual material identification...

Of course, what appeared on the first floor of the Chuan Gong Hall were all books on basic skills and low-level elixirs and spiritual materials.

Song Wen walked directly to the spell area. There were not many spells suitable for disciples in the early stage of Qi training. There were only more than thirty spells in total.

Song Wen took a rough look at it. He had practiced fireball and shield techniques, but conventional spells didn't have much appeal to him.

However, some of the magic sect's unique spells attracted his attention.

For example, one of the spells is called "Blood Sacrifice". Once this spell is cast, it can temporarily greatly increase the monk's mana, but this spell comes at the cost of burning the monk's blood essence.

If others use this spell, their health will be drained, or they will die on the spot. It is usually used as a last resort to fight for their lives.

However, Song Wen didn't have this worry. During the month he repeatedly devoured other people's essence and blood, he gradually discovered part of the secret of his own body's ability to swallow essence and blood.

Perhaps his physical body has been strengthened and the upper limit of the body's ability to hold essence and blood has been increased. Perhaps his body has gradually adapted to swallowing other people's essence and blood. Now he will not feel the discomfort of blood surge when swallowing essence and blood.

No matter how much blood essence he swallows, his body can quickly absorb and digest it.

Of course, it is also possible that Song Wen has been more restrained in the past month, and the blood essence and blood he swallowed has not yet reached the upper limit of his physical strength.

In short, Song Wen currently stores more than ten times more essence and blood in his body than others. It can be said that he can perform the "Blood Sacrifice Technique" with ease, and there is no worry about the loss of essence and blood.

Even if his blood essence is depleted, he can quickly replenish it by swallowing it.

Just when Song Wen was excited, he noticed the price of "Blood Sacrifice Technique" and finally had no choice but to put it down.

"Blood Sacrifice Technique" sells for one hundred low-grade spiritual stones, which is simply not something he can afford now.

With his current income, he would have to save one spiritual stone for five months before he could afford it.

Song Wen saw another "Blood Escape Technique", which was a method of burning one's own essence and blood to increase speed. It cost 80 spirit stones, and Song Wen couldn't afford it either.

Putting down the "Blood Escape Technique", Song Wen came to the Corpse Puppet Refining Technique area again.

As the main sect that makes corpse puppets, the Corpse Demon Sect has more than a dozen corpse puppet spells that can be practiced in the early stage of Qi training alone.

Maybe it’s to promote corpse puppet spells, or it’s possible that low-level corpse puppet spells have become popular around the Corpse Demon Sect. Most of the zombie puppet refining spells are very cheap, ranging from a few low-grade spiritual stones to more than twenty low-grade ones. Spiritual stones don’t wait.

There are also many types of corpse puppets. There are advanced techniques that refine the soul and the corpse together, and there are also low-level techniques that only refine the corpse.

Corpse puppets with souls in their bodies, also known as living corpses, are more flexible to control and stronger. If you find suitable Yin-type spiritual materials, you can continuously improve the corpse puppet's level.

Soulless corpse puppets, called walking zombies, are stiff to control and have no ability to grow. Due to their low production cost, they are generally used as disposable cannon fodder.