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

The person who received Song Wen was a voluptuous-looking female cultivator with a ninth-level Qi cultivation level.

The two were in a cramped secret room to prevent their conversation from being eavesdropped.

"Senior, who are you looking for?" the female cultivator asked calmly and generously.

Song Wendao said, "Blood eyebrows."

The female cultivator frowned slightly, "Senior, do you only know the name of the person you are looking for? This is not easy to find. There are many cultivators named Xue Mei in the world."

Song Wen thought for a moment and continued.

"This person should be a person who took away his body and re-cultivated his body. He appeared in the world of immortal cultivation in Tianyuan Continent around one hundred and ten years ago. He should be good at blood path and corpse path techniques."

The female cultivator held a jade slip in her hand. After searching for it with her spiritual power for a long time, she spoke.

"Sorry, senior, we have no information about this person here."

Song Wen was not disappointed when he heard this.

Song Wen didn't have high hopes for getting the information about Xue Mei in the Secret Information Pavilion. He just came here to give it a try.

Xue Mei seizes others, so naturally he won't make any noise about it, nor will he reveal his real name easily.

It is not easy for the Secret Information Pavilion to collect information about her.

"Senior, do you have any other needs?" the female cultivator asked.

Song Wen nodded slightly, and a short sword suddenly appeared in his hand, which was Lei Yue's magic weapon.

"I want to find a fourth-level weapon refiner to refine this object into a high-grade thunder magic weapon."

Hearing the words 'high-grade magic weapon', the female cultivator's eyes showed horror.

Although she is only a monk in the Qi training stage, she also knows some secrets about high-level monks because she has been selling information in the A-shaped area for a long time.

She knew very well that only the powerful Nascent Soul could activate high-grade magic weapons.

She stood up abruptly, "Senior, please forgive me for being rude and neglecting my senior. I really don't know that my senior is a Nascent Soul monk."

Although Song Wen showed his cultivation at the Golden Core realm, this woman's cultivation was too low. She only felt that Song Wen's aura was as thick as the sea, and she could not judge Song Wen's cultivation at all.

Song Wen shook his head and said.

"I'm just a middle-stage Jindan monk. I was ordered by a senior Nascent Soul to help him find a fourth-level weapon refiner."

Hearing Song Wen's understatement of being 'just a middle-stage golden elixir monk', the female cultivator's eyes showed deep envy. That was still a realm she could not touch.

After clearing up her messy mood, the female cultivator said.

"I, Jiugong Sect's Weapon Refining Peak, can take over the matter of refining the weapon. However, the grade of the treasure that the senior wants to refine is too high, and the junior has no right to make the decision. I need to ask for permission to take charge. I wonder if the senior can wait a moment?"

Song Wen asked, "What are your management skills?"

"The peak of foundation building." The female cultivator replied.

Song Wendao said, "Okay."

The female cultivator's face lit up and she said, "Senior, please wait a moment. I'm going to ask the steward right now."

After saying that, she walked towards the secret room.

In order to prevent this woman from causing trouble, Song Wen quietly placed a shadow Gu on her body.

However, it turned out that Song Wen was overly concerned.

After she left the secret room, she walked through the long corridor and knocked on the door to a secret room at the end of the corridor.

After she reported the matter of refining a high-grade magic weapon outside the secret room, a middle-aged male cultivator walked out of the secret room.

Male Cultivators are what she calls the stewards of the Peak Foundation Establishment.

The steward hurriedly walked into the secret room where Song Wen was, bent down and clasped his fists and said.

"Junior Kang Jiang is in charge of the Secret Information Pavilion. I have met my senior. Do you dare to ask me his title?"

"No grudges." Song Wen said lightly.

"Senior, do you want to refine a high-grade magic weapon?" Steward Kang Jiang asked.

"Exactly." Song Wen took out the short sword again, "This was originally a magic weapon belonging to the Yuanying monk. A senior Yuanying entrusted me to hire a fourth-level weapon refiner to refine it into a top-grade weapon. magic weapon."

Kang Jiang said, "This junior cannot make a decision on this matter. It needs to be reported to Ancestor Haokong, who will make the decision himself."

There are four Yuanying monks in Jiugong Sect, two are in the early stage of Yuanying, one is in the middle stage of Yuanying, and one is in the late stage of Yuanying.

Haokong is one of the two early Yuanying monks. He is extremely good as a weapon refiner and is the only fourth-level weapon refiner in the Jiugong Sect.

"It's just that asking Patriarch Haokong to take action will cost a lot of money. I wonder how many spiritual stones the senior can pay?" Kang Jiang said.

He was worried that Song Wen wouldn't be able to get enough spiritual stones. If he went rashly to disturb Haokong, it might cause Haokong's displeasure.

Song Wendao said, "I don't plan to pay with spirit stones, but with a low-grade soul defense magic weapon."

"Is this true?"

Kang Jiang was a little surprised. Apparently he had also heard about the preciousness of the soul defense magic weapon.

"nature."

After Song Wen finished speaking, he took out an animal bone and handed it over.

Kang Jiang took the animal bones and examined them carefully.

As a steward in the Secret Information Pavilion, Kang Jiang is well-informed.

He could easily tell that it was a magic weapon, and he could also feel the special soul power fluctuations on it.

This animal bone is undoubtedly a soul magic weapon!

As for what kind of magic weapon it was, he couldn't tell yet.

However, Song Wen said it was a low-grade soul magic weapon, and this should be true.

Kang Jiang looked a little excited. If he could facilitate this transaction, he would definitely get a lot of benefits.

"Senior, please wait a moment. I will send a message to Elder Jindan of the sect and ask him to ask Patriarch Haokong for instructions as soon as possible."

Seeing that Kang Jiang couldn't wait to take out the messenger slip, Song Wen hurriedly interrupted him.

"Manager Kang, please don't rush."

Kang Jiang looked puzzled, "Don't hate me, senior. Do you have any other instructions?"

Song Wen took out a jade slip and said.

"This is my communication jade slip. If Senior Haokong is willing to help, you can use the jade slip to send a message to me."

He was worried that the Secret Pavilion had a trap array. If Haokong was greedy and wanted to kill and rob, once the other party activated the trap array, it would be difficult for him to escape.

Kang Jiang was also a smart man and instantly understood Song Wen's concerns.

He took the jade slip and said, "Okay, I will report this to Grandmaster Haokong as soon as possible."

Song Wen nodded, said "goodbye", and turned to walk out of the secret room.

Song Wen left the Secret Pavilion, and less than an hour later, he was meditating in a monk's hotel when he received a message from someone claiming to be "Haokong".

[Are you Beichou? You want to use a low-grade soul defense magic weapon to ask me to refine a life magic weapon into a high-grade thunder magic weapon? ]

[Yes! Senior Haokong. ] Song Wen said.

[I have to see the soul defense magic weapon in person before I agree to this deal.] Haokong said.

Song Wen said, [Okay, but the meeting place cannot be in Anzhou City.]

Haokong said, [Where do you want to meet?]

[One hour later, Pingxi Waterfall, 600 miles south of Anzhou City, what do you think?] Song Wen asked.

[I will be there on time.] Haokong replied.