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

Song Wen released his breath, frightened away the monks watching outside the store, and then asked the burly female cultivator about the situation of the Lost World Ridge.

Zhou Siyi also asked some questions, but she was concerned about the source of the 'Demon Spirit Grass'.

If she can continuously purchase demon spirit grass, she can refine a large amount of dragon power pills and give them to Shadow Gu to enhance its strength.

According to the burly female cultivator, there are not many demon grasses in her shop, only a few. These demon spirit grasses were obtained from Fairy Fu Mei.

This made Song Wen and Zhou Siyi look forward to the appearance of Fairy Fu Mei.

I don’t know what method Xiaosi used, but he actually invited Fu Mei to the shop within an hour.

Fu Mei is respected as a fairy, but her appearance has nothing to do with a fairy.

She is only a little shorter than the burly female nun, less than eight feet, with a broad body and extremely strong body. He has a rough appearance and a pair of big eyes like copper bells, which is very powerful.

This actually made Song Wen believe what the burly female cultivator said, Fu Mei was really her aunt.

Fu Mei glanced at the burly female cultivator kneeling on the ground, and then her spiritual consciousness swept over Song Wen and Zhou Siyi.

The aura on Zhou Siyi's body was covered by the veil magic weapon, and she could not detect it. But she sensed that Song Wen's cultivation was in the middle stage of Jindan.

"Fellow Taoist, judging from your appearance, it seems that you are not a local monk?" Fu Mei said in a loud voice.

"This is the first time I've come to Yishiling. I hope Fairy Fu Mei can take care of me." Song Wen replied with a smile.

"Easy to say, easy to say." Fu Mei nodded slightly.

Then, she changed the subject and pointed at the burly female cultivator.

"My niece acted recklessly and offended fellow Taoist. I am here to apologize to fellow Taoist on her behalf. I hope fellow Taoist will not take offense."

On the way here, she had obviously learned what had happened from the fourth child.

Song Wendao said, "Fairy Fu Mei came forward to plead for mercy in person, and you will definitely give her face. However, your niece is acting arrogantly and domineering. Just an apology may not calm the matter."

Fu Mei said, "I wonder how you can let her go?"

Song Wendao said, "I don't want to make things difficult for Fairy Fu Mei. I need a batch of demon spirit grass."

A smile appeared on Fu Mei's rough face.

"I can still get some demon spirit grass."

She raised her right hand as big as a cattail leaf fan, stretched out two fingers, and continued.

"The twenty demon spirit grasses are my apology to my fellow Taoist."

Twenty demon spirit grass sounds like a lot, but according to the market price within the Beast Control Sect, its value is less than 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones. Song Wen doesn't look down on this small amount of spiritual stones at all.

What's more important is that this little spiritual grass is not enough for Zhou Siyi to make elixirs.

"Fellow Taoist has misunderstood what I meant. I don't want the apology from fellow Taoist. I want to buy demon spirit grass from fellow daoist. Each plant costs 800 low-grade spiritual stones, at least 100 plants per year."

To refine a furnace of Dragon Power Pills, only one demon spirit grass is needed, and each furnace produces four pills.

However, it is impossible for Zhou Siyi to succeed in every batch of elixirs. She only has a 60% chance of making the elixir.

Calculated in this way, Zhou Siyi can refine 240 elixirs from 100 demon spirit grasses, mix them with some Xuanlu flowers, and feed them to the Shadow Gu, which is barely enough for a Shadow Gu to need for a year.

Fu Mei smiled faintly, but the smile hung on her fleshy face, which looked somewhat chilling.

"It turns out that fellow Taoist is doing business with me, so I naturally welcome it. However, the price of eight hundred low-grade spiritual stones is a bit low."

"How much do you want, fellow Taoist?" Song Wen asked.

"Two thousand low-grade spiritual stones." Fu Mei said.

Song Wen shook his head, "The Demon Spirit Grass is not worth the price."

"Only Qingluo Mountain can produce the quantity of demon spirit grass that fellow Taoist requires in this World Heritage Ridge." Fu Mei said with a half-smile, and Yanran looked convinced that Song Wen was convinced.

Song Wen also had a smile on his face.

"It seems that fellow Taoist no longer wants to save your niece."

Fu Mei's eyes turned cold and she said sternly, "Fellow Taoist, in front of me, do you still want to do something to my niece?"

"If you offend me, you will naturally have to pay a price." Song Wen sneered, "Besides, you are not qualified enough to call me a Taoist friend."

"Hmph! Arrogant!"

Fu Mei snorted coldly, moved her body, raised her hand and slapped Song Wen with a palm.

She is a physical practitioner, with a strong body and amazing strength. She is only two feet away from Song Wen. With such a close distance, she has an absolute advantage.

This palm gathered all the strength of her body, and the strength of the palm was so strong that it made bursts of roaring sounds.

Song Wen looked helpless. He wanted to be kind to others and negotiate a good deal, but the other party was seeking his own death.

He casually swung a punch and hit the big hand that was slapping him.

Fu Mei saw a mocking look in her eyes when Song Wen actually resisted her attack with his body.

But soon, the ridicule in her eyes disappeared, only endless fear.

A huge force that split mountains and rivers came from Song Wen's fist.

Fu Mei felt as if a mountain was hitting her palm.

She has always been proud of her strong body, but she is so vulnerable in the face of this huge force.

Her entire left arm exploded instantly, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

The minced meat mixed with bone fragments shot out in all directions, punching hundreds of holes in the burly female cultivator and mistress in the store, turning them into a puddle of meat.

As for Fu Mei, who was missing an arm, it was like being hit by a ferocious beast, and her whole body flew backwards quickly.

She just flew a few feet when she hit a black barrier.

At some point, a black barrier appeared in the shop.

This barrier evolved from the evil spirit of Guiyuan. After Song Wen gave birth to a baby, the defensive power of the evil spirit of Guiyuan was somewhat insufficient, and it was far inferior to the blood wave transformed by the blood sea seal.

But it is more than enough to trap and kill the Jindan monks and isolate the prying eyes of outside monks.

A large amount of blood foam poured out of Fu Mei's mouth. The punch just now caused her to suffer severe internal injuries, and her internal organs were basically not intact.

She looked at Song Wen in horror and said, "Senior, this junior is too blind to see Taishan, so please show me your noble hand."

At this time, Fu Mei finally understood Song Wen's sentence, 'You are not qualified enough to call me a Taoist friend'.

The other party was not a Jindan cultivator at all, but a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. Otherwise, she would not be able to fight back.

"You're here to beg for mercy now, don't you think it's a little late?"

After Song Wen finished speaking, he turned to look at Zhou Siyi.

"Sister, please go out first, I have some things to do."

Zhou Siyi nodded, but did not go out immediately, but continued the movements of his hands.

After Fumei took action against Song Wen first, she began to collect the elixirs in the store and the five thousand low-grade spiritual stones on the ground.

She knew that once the two of them got into hands, it would be difficult to keep these things.

With her full strength, the spirit stones and most of the elixirs were collected, and not many were damaged.

Zhou Siyi didn't ask Song Wen what he was going to do if he left her. After she put away the elixir, she walked towards the evil barrier.

The moment her body came into contact with the barrier, the originally extremely hard barrier suddenly became as gentle as water, and she easily passed through it.