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

An hour later,

Pingxi Falls.

Silver satin rushes down from the top of the cliff, like water from the sky, with a sound like thunder and deafening.

Haokong arrived as promised.

Xu Shi thought that this place was close enough to the Jiugong Sect that no one could threaten him, so Haokong came alone.

Seeing that Haokong was not doing anything secretly, Song Wen also showed up as promised.

Song Wen cupped his hands and said, "I have met Senior Haokong."

Haokong's spiritual consciousness scanned Song Wen and discovered that Song Wen's cultivation level was really only in the middle stage of Jindan.

At first, he was worried that a certain Nascent Soul cultivator was pretending to be a Golden Core cultivator and deliberately lured him out.

However, this also made him believe that there must be a Nascent Soul cultivator behind Song Wen.

After all, as we all know, only Yuanying monks can activate high-grade magic weapons.

"You are quite brave. You dare to meet me alone. Aren't you afraid that I will do something bad to you?"

Song Wendao said, "This junior dares to come alone, so naturally he has something to rely on. The senior who entrusted me with the task promised that if he is unfavorable to me, he will definitely disturb the peace of the Jiugong Sect in his lifetime."

Haokong looked at Song Wen coldly, "How dare you threaten me."

"Junior doesn't dare." Song Wen said calmly.

"Take out the natal magic weapon you want to refine. I want to see if it can be refined into a high-grade magic weapon." Haokong said.

Song Wen's mind moved, and the short spear suddenly appeared and floated towards Haokong.

Haokong grabbed the flying short spear, frowned slightly at first, and then asked with a look of surprise and confusion.

"This is Lei Yue's thunder magic weapon! How did it fall into your hands?"

The Lei family was destroyed by the Beast Control Sect. Naturally, such a major event had already spread throughout the Tianyuan Continent's immortal world.

"Could it be that...the person behind you is a fellow Taoist from the Beast Control Sect?" Haokong guessed.

Immediately, he denied his guess.

"No, the Taoist friend Wenbao of the Beast Control Sect is a fourth-level weapon refiner. If the Beast Control Sect wants to refine high-grade magic weapons, they don't need to come all the way to find me for help. Even if the Beast Control Sect wants to ask me to refine weapons, it won't If you need to hide your head and tail like this, you can come to visit openly and openly. Who is the Nascent Soul cultivator behind you?"

There are three supreme elders in the Beast Control Sect, namely Yang Yu, Mi He, and Wen Bao.

Wen Bao is an early Yuanying monk.

Song Wendao said, "Senior, it's better not to guess. That senior didn't want to reveal his identity, so he entrusted this junior to come."

When Haokong heard this, he frowned.

In today's world of immortal cultivation, apart from the late Lei Yue, he could not think of any Nascent Soul monk who was good at using thunder techniques.

In the end, he could only speculate that the reason why the other party did not want to reveal his identity was because he did not want his expertise in thunder and lightning to be made public, so that he could use it as a secret trump card.

Haokong said, "Where is the soul defense magic weapon? Show it to me. If there are no problems, I will accept your business."

An animal bone suddenly appeared in Song Wen's hand and he said at the same time.

"Senior, please take a look."

This animal bone was obtained from Xing Yixuan.

Haokong narrowed his eyes and stared at the animal bones in Song Wen's hands.

He discovered that this treasure was indeed a low-grade soul defense magic weapon.

In Tianyuan Continent, it is difficult to judge the value of a low-grade soul defense magic weapon and a high-grade thunder magic weapon. It depends on whose hands the treasure is. Different people have different needs for treasures.

"Okay, I promise to help you refine the magic weapon."

Haokong raised his hand, threw out a jade slip, and continued.

"This is my message slip. If the refining goes smoothly, the magic weapon can be successfully refined within a year."

Song Wen cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior."

"Don't thank me in a hurry, I have another request." Haokong said.

"Senior, please speak." Song Wen said.

"Tell the Nascent Soul cultivator behind you that I also have a deal I want to make with him. After one year, I hope he can come and hand over the magic weapon in person." Haokong said.

"Junior will definitely bring you here." Song Wen cupped his hands and said, "Senior Haokong, take your leave."

Looking at Song Wen's retreating figure, Haokong finally gave up the idea of ​​following him and turned around to head towards the Nine Palaces Sect.

...

After confirming that Haokong was not following, Song Wen disguised himself and returned to Anzhou City.

He visited several shops and bought some monks' souls.

After devouring the souls of seven golden elixir monks from the Lei family and Fu Mei, his spiritual consciousness increased greatly, and he felt like he had broken through a bottleneck.

This made Song Wen couldn't help but sigh, compared to the resentful spirits in the ghost mist realm, the souls of monks really nourish people.

Especially for righteous monks like the Lei family members, whose souls are pure and devouring their souls, the improvement in the power of spiritual consciousness is particularly significant.

He plans to use this year to try to improve his spiritual realm. Once he succeeds, Song Wen will also have a strategy to defeat Taihe in the middle stage of Yuanying.

Song Wen left Anzhou City and headed west, feeling the changes in the aura around him as he flew. Finally, he stopped in a rift valley thousands of miles away.

The rift valley is only a few dozen miles long, with thousands of cliffs standing on both sides, making it extremely steep.

The spiritual energy in the rift valley is pretty good, and it can barely be used as a training place.

However, someone has already arrived first.

Three casual cultivators in the foundation-building stage opened a cave here.

Song Wen converged his aura to the late stage of foundation building, then lowered his figure and fell towards the rift valley.

"Who is coming? This is the territory of my three Netherworld ghosts. No unauthorized entry is allowed."

A loud shout came from the depths of the rift valley.

The other party's tone was arrogant, but he did not attack directly. Obviously, he was also worried that the "foundation-building cultivator" who suddenly broke in had a background that they could not afford to offend.

"I am Biechou, passing by here, and I want to practice here for a while. I wonder if the three Taoist friends can help me?"

Song Wen said loudly towards the depths of the rift. His voice echoed in the rift, and waves of echoes came out.

Hearing this, three male cultivators in the late stage of foundation building flew out of their respective caves.

All three of them were surrounded by ghost energy, and they were obviously ghost cultivators at a glance.

How could they allow others to snore beside the bed?

The three ghosts of the netherworld regarded Song Wen as someone who came to find trouble.

Without saying anything, the three of them immediately summoned a second-level ghost general and rushed towards Song Wen in the sky to kill him.

"Alas!" Song Wen sighed, "I just wanted to borrow some space to practice for a year or two, but you guys want to die, so I'll help you."

Before he finished speaking, the three ghosts of the Netherworld found that two sesame-sized poisonous insects suddenly flew out from the deep rift below them.

Level 3 poisonous insects!

The three were horrified.

Raising the sword light, they wanted to escape.

However, the three people's cultivation was one level lower than the Shadow Gu, and they were ambushed.

They had just activated the sword light when the Shadow Gu approached them, and they were killed by the poisonous insects one after another without any resistance.

Seeing this, Song Wen smiled.

Surprisingly, a sneak attack is the easiest and most convenient way to kill people.