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

Holding the jade bottle, feeling the pure and flawless blood essence in it. 【6】【9】【s】【h】【u】【x】【.】【c】【o】【m】

Song Wen was very satisfied.

This is the only way he can think of to quickly earn spiritual stones.

Yesterday in the market, Song Wen noticed that the refined blood essence was selling for a lot of money.

The essence and blood he forced out was pure and single, without any impurities or mottled breath. Anyone who looked at it would think that it was the result of completely refining the essence and blood of a righteous monk in the late stage of Qi training.

Song Wen estimated that if he set up a stall in the market and sold it, the half bottle of blood essence could be sold for at least 80 to 100 spirit stones.

Putting away the jade bottle, Song Wen took out the Corpse Evil Qi he bought yesterday, took the Corpse Blood Pill at the same time, and began to practice "The Corpse King's Blood Exercise".

As for the "Divine Forbidden Technique", he planned to wait until the soul fragments in the sea of ​​consciousness were close to saturation again before practicing it.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed. With the help of sufficient qi, blood, corpse evil energy, and corpse blood pills, Song Wen's cultivation has improved rapidly. His current cultivation has entered the middle stage of the second level of qi training.

This kind of cultivation speed can be said to be a rapid improvement even in the magic path with rapid progress in the early stage.

For more than ten days, Song Wen has been stealing essence and blood from the corpse cave, but he does not dare to devour the essence and blood like the first day. He controls his energy and blood to a level every day. The range of free override.

Even so, he had already condensed three full bottles of blood essence.

After finishing today's autopsy, he planned to go to the market and dispose of these three bottles of blood essence in a low-key manner.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Wen completed today's autopsy. He took the results of the autopsy and went to Yuan Cheng's cave.

After paying the storage bag, he was about to leave, but was stopped by Yuan Cheng.

"Ji Yin, please wait a moment."

"Senior Brother Yuan, what are your orders?"

Song Wen had to stop, pretending to have a respectful smile on his face, and said.

"I have a corpse here that needs to be disposed of as soon as possible. Junior Brother Jiyin, please do your best to decompose the corpse first."

While talking, Yuan Cheng handed over a storage bag.

Although Song Wen was unwilling, he did not dare to show it.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves!

He smiled and nodded, "No problem, Senior Brother Yuan."

Song Wen took the storage bag and turned around to go to the dismemberment table.

"Junior Brother Jiyin, be careful when you unwrap this corpse."

Yuan Cheng's voice sounded behind Song Wen. Song Wen suddenly felt that he had agreed too quickly and that he had missed something very important.

If it were an ordinary corpse, Yuan Cheng would not be in a hurry to have it dissected today. He could wait until tomorrow.

The dissection must be completed today, which means that some accidents may occur if the body is placed there tomorrow.

But what could happen to a corpse?

Can you still fake a corpse?

Even if it is a fake corpse, in the Corpse Demon Sect, which specializes in playing with corpses, what kind of trouble can a corpse that has just transformed into a corpse cause?

Song Wen couldn't figure out the reason, so he could only turn around and look at Yuan Cheng doubtfully.

Yuan Cheng, however, said no more and had already closed his eyes and meditated in his own cave. It was as if the warning words just now were not spoken by him, and he no longer paid attention to Song Wen's movements at all.

Seeing that he was unwilling to say anything, Song Wen could only continue to walk toward the corpse table with anxiety, but in his heart, he became wary of this corpse.

At the same time, he was a little upset in his heart. If he had not been the last person to untie the body, he would not have been forced by Yuan Cheng to untie the body.

Song Wen did not open the storage bag immediately, but took out a pair of leather gloves and a leather apron from his own storage bag.

This is his observation experience in the past two months of working in the corpse cave.

Some other old corpse disintegrators will wear gloves and aprons as protection when they decompose certain corpses. Some even wear magic weapon-level gloves and protective gear.

Song Wen couldn't afford magic weapon-level gloves and protective gear, so he could only use leather ones instead.

Even if Song Wen sells the three bottles of blood essence now, he can afford the worst-level magic weapon gloves and protective gear, but he dare not buy it, otherwise it will definitely attract the attention of others.

He was a helpless newbie who had just started working less than three months ago. Where could he get the spiritual stones and magical weapons?

Wealth should not be revealed in vain, words should not be revealed!

This is Song Wen's primary way of survival in a dangerous world.

Seeing the corpse appearing on the dissection table, Song Wen did not immediately start to dissect it, but observed it carefully.

The owner of this corpse is an old woman. She seems to be very old. Her figure has become a little stooped, and the wrinkles on her skin are very obvious, as if she is the corpse of an ordinary old man who has died.

There were a lot of water stains on the body. These water stains were caused by melting ice crystals. There were also sporadic unmelted ice crystals on the body.

The fatal wound on the body was on the back of the head. There was a hole as big as a bowl in the back of the head, as if someone had scratched the head to pieces.

In the hole on the back of the head, there are still a large number of ice crystals that have not completely melted.

It was obvious that she was frozen using ice magic after being killed.

Since you have already killed the opponent, why waste mana on freezing the opponent?

Song Wen couldn't help but have this doubt in his mind.

If the old woman had been subjected to a freezing spell before she was alive, the ice crystals would definitely not appear in the hole in the back of her head, but would only appear on the surface of her body.

Song Wen took out the boning knife and began to carefully cut open the old woman's clothes.

The seemingly thin ice crystals on the corpse were extremely strong, which brought great resistance to Song Wen.

Song Wen looked for the thawed area, finally cut open the clothes, and then took them off.

"Are these ice crystals left by the foundation-building monks?" Song Wen thought in shock.

A skinny, bloodless corpse appeared in front of him, resembling the body of an old man who had been starving for a long time and was severely malnourished.

Of course, Song Wen couldn't help but think that a person killed by a strong person in the foundation-building stage would be starved of food.

The old woman's physical body was more like being sucked by something for a long time, resulting in a severe lack of energy and blood.

There were not many ice crystals on the corpse, and they were not connected into pieces. Song Wen could also find the gaps in the ice crystals and dissect the corpse.

However, the corpse was affected by the low temperature and was extremely frozen. Moreover, the old woman's cultivation level was extremely high. Song Wen estimated that she must be a strong person in the foundation building stage. The strength of the corpse itself was also extremely high. These all increased the difficulty of dissecting the corpse. Difficulty.

Logically, this corpse should be an excellent material for refining corpse puppets, but for some unknown reason, it was sent to the corpse dismemberment cave to be used to decompose the corpse and obtain blood essence.

This made Song Wen quite incomprehensible.

"It would be great if this corpse could be refined into a corpse puppet."

After he obtained the "Ghost Corpse Technique", he had not found a suitable corpse to refine the corpse puppet. Now that he had to decompose such a good corpse, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

However, Song Wen, who was only at the second level of qi training, knew very well how much he weighed. The decision-making of the upper echelons of the Corpse Demon Sect was not something he could guess. He only had to follow the instructions and dissect the corpse.

In view of the various abnormalities on the corpse, Song Wen did not dare to swallow the essence and blood of the corpse. He carefully began to dissect the corpse, hoping that there would be no accidents.