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

Song Wen first devoured the souls and blood essence of the three people, and then plundered the storage rings and caves of the three people before escaping deep into the rift valley.

The rift valley is more than ten miles deep, and the deepest part is a rushing torrent.

Song Wen opened a temporary cave a few feet above the torrent.

After setting up defense and concealment formations, he released two shadow Gu and asked them to guard the surroundings of the rift valley, while he himself began to practice in seclusion.

A soul bottle was opened, Song Wen opened his mouth and took a breath, and the soul inside was swallowed by the black hole of the sea of ​​consciousness. Then, under the refining of the "Forbidden Art of God", it became the nourishment for the growth of Song Wen's spiritual consciousness.

Eight months later, Song Wen's spiritual consciousness suddenly surged, and his spiritual consciousness successfully advanced to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Four months later, Song Wen ended his training and walked out of the cave.

He recalled the two shadow Gu, flew out of the rift valley, and headed for Anzhou City.

As soon as he arrived in Anzhou City, he took out Haokong's jade slip.

[Senior Haokong, has that high-grade thunder magic weapon been successfully refined? 】

A moment later, Song Wen received Haokong's reply.

[It was successfully refined a month ago. I sent you several messages, but you didn’t reply. I thought the Nascent Soul cultivator behind you didn’t want this treasure anymore. 】

[Senior Haokong was joking. That senior paid a lot of effort and price for this treasure. How could he give up so easily? I wonder when will it be convenient for seniors to trade? 】 Song Wendao.

[Don’t be angry, don’t forget it. One of the conditions of my deal is that the Nascent Soul cultivator must come in person. 】 Haokong said.

[Senior Haokong, don’t worry, that senior is already in Anzhou City and can trade with you face-to-face at any time, Senior Haokong. 】 Song Wendao.

【Well. An hour later, we were still trading at Pingxi Falls. 】 Haokong said.

[That senior will show up on time. 】

Song Wen put away the jade slip and took off to Pingxi Waterfall.

Hiding the two shadow Gu on the cliffs on both sides of the waterfall, Song Wen turned and left.

An hour later.

The sun has set in the west.

Haokong's figure appeared above the waterfall.

A moment later, he saw a middle-aged male cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul coming from the air.

Haokong frowned slightly, and he realized that he had never seen the appearance and aura of the person coming.

The appearance is not bad, there are many techniques and secrets in the world of immortality to change the appearance and body, but the aura of a monk is extremely difficult to change.

This meant that the person in front of him was a Nascent Soul cultivator that he had never seen before.

"What do you call fellow Taoist?" Haokong asked.

"I, Cui Huo, have met fellow Taoist Haokong." Song Wen said, cupping his hands.

"My Taoist friend Cui Huo has a tense face. I wonder where he practices?" Haokong asked.

Song Wendao said, "In the next generation of casual cultivators, there is no fixed place for cultivation. We just take things as they come."

Seeing that Song Wen was unwilling to talk, Haokong didn't ask any more questions. Said changing the subject.

"Soul defense magic weapon, fellow Taoist, can you bring it?"

"Of course I brought it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the animal bone suddenly appeared in front of Song Wen.

After confirming that the animal bone was a low-grade soul defense magic weapon, Haokong raised his hand and waved, and a short spear less than three feet appeared in the air.

This is exactly the short spear that Song Wen gave to Haokong before, but after being refined by Haokong, some changes occurred in its appearance.

Not only has the length been increased, but complex moiré patterns have also been cleverly incorporated into the gun body.

Song Wen's spiritual consciousness swept across the short shaft. Although the short shaft was not activated, he could still sense the power of thunder contained in it.

Apparently, Haokong incorporated a lot of thunder-type spiritual materials when refining this short spear.

Of course, this does not mean that the short sword is more powerful than before.

The previous short sword was Lei Yue's natal magic weapon, and only he could exert its full power.

The short sword in front of me is already a high-grade thunder magic weapon. Anyone who is good at thunder magic can exert its true power.

"Thank you Daoist Fellow Haokong. This treasure is refined to my liking."

Song Wen threw the animal bone in his hand towards Haokong.

Haokong raised his hand and waved, and the short stick also floated towards Song Wen.

After the two of them received the magic weapon, they both nodded slightly to each other with great satisfaction.

"Fellow Taoist Cui Huo, I also have something to ask for help from," Haokong said.

Song Wendao said, "Fellow Taoist, let me tell you first."

Haokong said, "I wonder if you are good at drawing talisman seals?"

Song Wen replied without thinking, "It's slightly involved."

When Haokong heard this, he looked happy.

"I would like to ask fellow Taoists to draw a batch of third-level talisman seals..."

"Third-level talisman seals?" Song Wen looked puzzled, "Can it be that no one in the Nine Palaces Sect can draw third-level talisman seals?"

Haokong smiled and said, "Forgive me for not making it clear. What I want to ask fellow Taoists to draw is the third-order thunder talisman. Although there are many Jindan monks in Jiugong Sect, no one can draw the third-order thunder talisman."

Song Wendao said, "I can draw the third-level thunder talisman. It's just that the thunder talisman is extremely unstable and difficult to draw. For the price..."

Haokong said hurriedly, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist Cui, the price will never let you suffer a loss. Each third-level talisman seal contains a high-grade spiritual stone. What do you think of it?"

Song Wen muttered, "The price is quite right. Okay, I'll take over your deal. How many thunder talismans do you want? When will they be delivered?"

"Naturally, the more the better, but at least no less than thirty pieces will be delivered after seven months." Haokong said.

After Song Wen heard this, he was slightly startled.

How could he ever draw a third-order thunder talisman!

He couldn't even draw the second-level talisman seal.

He only knew how to draw a few first-level talismans, which were taught to him by Ai Kun when he was a casual cultivator in Donghuafang Market.

The reason why Song Wen agreed to Haokong was because he had a few third-level thunder talismans on him, which he obtained by killing seven Jindan cultivators of the Lei family.

He originally planned to use these thunder talismans to get rid of Haokong.

Unexpectedly, Haokong asked for thirty thunder talismans.

Where could he get so many thunder talismans for Haokong?

Song Wen was complaining in his heart, but his face remained calm and he said calmly.

"Okay, no problem. But I have a condition."

Haokong said, "Fellow Daoist Cui, please tell me."

Song Wen said, "This condition is not what I want, but what Biechou wants."

"Biechou? The Jindan cultivator who helped you?"

Haokong looked at Song Wen with a strange look and continued.

"It seems that you value this subordinate very much, and you even put forward a condition for him."

Song Wen said, "He is quite efficient and useful. Moreover, what he wants is not difficult."

Hao Kong said, "You can tell me, you are welcome."

Song Wen said, "Bie Chou asked you to bring a message to Yan Yiwen of your sect. The message is: the outer disciple who counted the seven-color grass has returned."

Hao Kong frowned, looking puzzled.

This sentence was incoherent, and he didn't understand what it meant at all.

"Is Bie Chou an old acquaintance of Elder Yan of our sect?"

Hao Kong knew something about Yan Yiwen's situation.

The secrets she was involved in were not trivial, and they were closely related to the next plan of the Jiugong Sect, and there could be no mistakes.

Song Wen shook his head, "I don't know about this. I am just delivering the message on behalf of others."

After speaking, Song Wen cupped his hands.

"Fellow Daoist Haokong, goodbye."

Haokong stared at Song Wenyuan's back, frowning and standing there for a long time.