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

"Oh! Do you want a medium-grade magic weapon?"

The woman's charming eyes looked over Song Wen. He was an ordinary and secretive disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect. Apart from being cautious and cautious, there was nothing outstanding about him.

However, it is really bizarre that such an ordinary outer disciple can resist his own charm.

The woman felt a little curious about Song Wen.

The woman pointed to a counter next to her and said, "This is a medium-grade magic weapon. I will introduce it to my seniors one by one..."

"How many spiritual stones does this small shield cost?"

After the woman gave a brief introduction, Song Wen pointed at a one-inch shield and asked.

The shield is overall black, with a ghost head carved on the front. The ghost head is carved vividly and lifelike. It's as if there is a terrifying ghost lying on the small shield, which will break out of the shield at any time and choose people to eat.

The woman smiled sweetly and was full of charm.

"Senior, you have good eyesight. This ghost head shield is made from Yinquan stone and more than ten kinds of treasures. It is indestructible. It also has a ghost with five levels of Qi training sealed inside it. It can protect against ghosts and enemies. It can be said to be a combination of attack and defense. All in one. The price is 200 spirit stones."

Facing the woman's price, Song Wen was a little surprised. It wasn't that it was too expensive, but he felt that it was a bit cheap.

Generally speaking, the price of a medium-grade magic weapon is two to three hundred spirit stones. The price of defensive magic weapons is generally on the high side, with mid-grade defensive magic weapons costing more than 300 spirit stones.

There is also a ghost sealed in this small shield, so the price should be higher.

Although he was surprised that the price of the Ghost Head Shield was low, Song Wen did not ask the questions in his mind. He just wanted to complete the transaction as soon as possible and leave the store as soon as possible without disturbing the woman in front of him.

"150 spirit stones." The price is low, but the price still has to be paid back.

"Senior, the profit margin of this small store is very low, so we don't bargain on the price." The woman said.

"160 spirit stones." Song Wen continued to counteroffer.

After some prodding, Song Wen spent 180 spirit stones to buy the ghost head shield.

After putting away the ghost head shield, Song Wen left the shop without any delay and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

"Xiao He, come out here."

The charming look on the woman's face instantly faded, and she yelled towards the back yard of the store.

After a while, a 28-year-old girl came out.

"Miss, you called me?"

The young lady said coldly, "Didn't I tell you that when I was using the customers in the shop to practice my charm skills, I was not allowed to disturb you? Why did you send me messages over and over again just now?"

Xiao He was about to explain, but before she could say anything, the lady continued.

"Today is really bad. I didn't expect that a monk with a third level of Qi training can resist this girl's charm."

There was a deep resentment in the young lady's tone, as if Song Wen was a scumbag who was always in trouble but finally gave up.

Xiao He, who was familiar with his young lady's temperament, knew that the young lady was angry. In order to prevent the young lady from transferring her anger to herself, she quickly agreed.

"The man just now probably didn't lift his sleeves, or else his sleeves were cut off. Otherwise, how could he resist the charm of the young lady."

The lady rolled her eyes at Xiaohe and said.

"Don't lie, that man either possesses a rare magical weapon that can resist spiritual attacks, or he has practiced techniques that strengthen the soul or stabilize the sea of ​​consciousness."

When Xiao He heard this, his eyes lit up.

A magic weapon to resist spiritual attacks! Or it’s the method of cultivating the soul!

These two things are rare and precious things in the world of cultivation.

Xiaohe made a gesture of wiping her neck, lowered her voice and said, "Miss, do we want it?"

The strength shown by Song Wen was only at the third level of Qi training, and it was easy to intercept and kill the opponent, which made Xiao He's heart full of greed.

The young lady shook her head and said, "It is forbidden to do anything in the city, and he has a strong corpse evil aura. He should be a disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect. Once he leaves the city, he should go back to the sect directly. We don't have it." Take advantage of the opportunity."

After a brief silence, the young lady seemed to have remembered something and said to Xiao He.

"By the way, you haven't explained clearly yet, why did you send messages to me again and again just now?"

When Song Wen was in the store just now, Xiao He had transmitted messages to her many times, but every time Xiao He just started transmitting messages, the lady would forcibly block her.

Xiao He said, "Miss, I just wanted to tell you that you sold the ghost head shield cheaply. The cost of the ghost head shield is 200 spirit stones, and its price is 400 spirit stones."

"Ah! You didn't tell me earlier!"

The young lady hurriedly ran out of the shop and looked around, trying to find Song Wen.

However, wherever Song Wen could be found, he had already disappeared.

"It's over, I've lost money on this order again." The young lady whispered in a self-pitying tone.

"Miss, why don't we practice charm in another place? If we continue like this, our family will lose all our money."

It turned out that the two of them were just employees of this store, responsible for selling magical artifacts.

I originally thought that with the young lady's charm skills, the male monks would be fascinated and voluntarily pay a high price to buy the magic weapon. You can also practice charm skills along the way, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

As a result, the young lady seems to have a bad memory, and she always remembers the price of the magic weapon incorrectly, and she always sells it at a low price.

It had only been three days, and the two of them had already lost hundreds of spirit stones.

"Then where can I practice my charm skills?" the young lady asked.

"Hook the bar!"

The young lady frowned slightly, as if she was thinking, "Want to check the bar? But I'm not ready yet."

"Hey! Miss, women will be suppressed by men sooner or later. What's the difference between being suppressed by one person and being suppressed by thousands of people?"

...

Song Wen walked into a monk's hotel, took off his disguise in the back hall of the hotel, drank two glasses of spiritual wine in the hotel, and then walked out of the hotel after making sure no one was following him.

Next, Song Wen wandered around various stalls.

Although most of the things on the street stalls are relatively poor, you can occasionally see some strange things.

This time when he goes out to perform a sect mission, it would be better to prepare more means.

After going around in a circle, Song Wen realized that he had thought too much.

There are indeed rare things on the street stalls, but the probability of encountering them by chance is too low.

"Senior Brother Xu, do you have anything that powerful?"

There was nothing he wanted on various stalls, but Song Wen saw a familiar stall owner, so he simply asked directly.

This Senior Brother Xu is an outer sect disciple in the late stage of qi training. He has been hanging out with casual cultivators all year round. He has experienced a lot, which is far beyond what a disciple like Song Wen who has lived in the sect all year round can compare with.

Song Wen bought corpse evil energy from him several times, and gradually the two of them became acquaintances.

Senior Brother Xu raised his head and glanced at Song Wen, with a smile on his face.

"Oh, it's Junior Brother Jiyin. When you say powerful, do you mean how powerful it is?"

"At least something that threatens monks in the late stage of Qi training and even at the peak of Qi training." Song Wen said.

"I do have something here that meets Junior Brother's requirements, but..."

Senior Brother Xu was a little vague in his words, and continued after pondering for a while.

"You better see for yourself."