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

Gan Hong raised his hand and took out two jade boxes and handed them to Song Wen.

"Little friend, I happen to have black ginseng and bird's song flower here."

Song Wen took the two jade boxes and opened them. There were ten elixirs in each jade box, which were Xuanling Ginseng and Quesonghua.

He said with a look of surprise on his face.

"Thank you, senior. Now I can finally go back and report my life to Master. Senior Gan, how many spiritual stones are these twenty elixirs?"

Gan Hong shook his head and said, "These elixirs are considered as a meeting gift from me to your master. No spiritual stones are required."

Song Wen looked horrified, "How can this happen? These elixirs are valuable, how dare I take them for nothing. If Master knows about them, he will definitely blame me."

Gan Hong said, "In that case, I will pay twenty thousand spiritual stones."

Song Wen nodded, quickly took out 20,000 spirit stones and handed them to Gan Hong.

Ten plants each of Xuan Ling Ginseng and Bird Song Flower only cost 20,000 spirit stones, which can be said to be very cheap.

Although both are third-level elixirs, their prices are very different.

The price of Xuan Ling Ginseng is about two thousand spiritual stones per plant.

Birdsong flowers are relatively cheap, costing four to five hundred spirit stones per plant.

Gan Hong put away the spirit stone and handed Song Wen a jade plaque.

"This is the pass token of the Treasure Society. On the tenth day of every month, with this token, you can participate in the Treasure Society."

"Thank you, senior."

Gan Hong nodded, turned and left.

Looking at Gan Hong's leaving figure, Song Wen couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart.

Could it be that I am worrying too much?

Gan Hong took the initiative to show his kindness. He just wanted to make friends with a third-level alchemist. He didn't have any ill intentions?

After buying the elixir he needed, Song Wen put away the stalls and started wandering among the stalls.

Most of the spiritual objects on the stalls were second-level spiritual objects, and few of them aroused Song Wen's interest.

Until he saw an empty stall with a wooden board next to it saying:

Looking for a solution to the problem of corpse evil entering the body and causing the body to turn into a corpse. The reward is a hundred high-grade spiritual stones, or rare spiritual objects of equivalent value.

The owner of the stall is a young female nun with a veil on her face.

The seemingly ordinary tulle is actually a magic weapon, making it difficult for people to peek into the female cultivator's face and cultivation.

The generous remuneration attracted many monks to stop, including many Jindan monks.

After obtaining the permission of the young female cultivator, many monks found out about the female cultivator's body. They all frowned, shook their heads, and turned around to leave.

...

Xing Xinxin has been very depressed recently.

Her transformation into a corpse became more and more serious.

A few days ago, she was desperate and went to see her father, Xing Gaohan.

She asked Xing Gaohan to come forward and force the old monster Yin Shuo to hand over the solution to the transformation of the body into a corpse.

Xing Gaohan learned that his only legitimate daughter was bewitched by the old monster Yin Shuo and secretly practiced magic skills.

Moreover, in order to prevent outsiders from noticing this, Old Monster Yin Shuo also specially gave Xing Xinxin a magic weapon to cover up the aura of the corpse on his body.

Xing Gaohan was furious.

After examining Xing Xinxin's physical condition, he determined that it was no longer possible to use external force to dispel the corpse evil energy in his body, so he could only start from the aspect of martial arts.

His cold eyes were like an unsheathed sword, staring at Xing Xinxin.

"I will send someone to contact Old Monster Yin Shuo, but Old Monster Yin Shuo must have a conspiracy to induce you to practice magic. I'm afraid he won't easily hand over the method to solve the problem of corpse transformation. Just take care of it yourself."

After Xing Gaohan said these words, he used his magic power to send his daughter out of the palace where he lived.

Xing Xinxin returned to the cave and waited for several days, but she still didn't see her father summoning her.

Unwilling to wait for death, she had no choice but to send her subordinates to find out how to solve the problem of corpse transformation.

After learning about the existence of the Zhenbao Society, I thought that most of the people who participated in the Zhenbao Society were outstanding among casual cultivators. There are various methods for casual cultivators. With a glimmer of hope, she decided to come and give it a try herself.

However, after several Jindan stage casual cultivators and more than twenty foundation-building cultivators investigated, they all expressed that they were unable to do anything.

This made Xing Xinxin's mood become heavier and heavier, like a huge stone weighing on his head.

She suddenly felt that her previous glimmer of hope was so ridiculous.

Even the father in the late Nascent Soul stage was at a loss to deal with the issue of corpse transformation. How could the group of casual cultivators in front of him solve it.

"Fellow Taoist, can you give me a try?"

A voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

Xing Xinxin raised his head and saw a man wearing an iron mask.

Although she was frustrated, she still raised her right hand and handed it to the masked man.

Song Wen put a finger on Xing Xinxin's wrist.

Because Xing Xinxin has a gauze magic weapon on her body to cover her breath, to explore the situation inside her body, it must be through physical contact.

A faint trace of magical power flowed out from Song Wen's fingers and invaded Xing Xinxin's body.

As the magic power deepened, Xing Xinxin's cultivation and the meridians through which spiritual power circulated gradually became clear in Song Wen's mind.

Suddenly, Song Wen's heart was slightly shaken.

He gave Xing Xinxin a strange look.

The technique that Xing Xinxin practiced was actually the "Corpse King's Blood Training", and he already had a peak foundation-building level.

After a few breaths.

Song Wen withdrew his finger.

The situation inside Xing Xinxin's body was exactly the same as when he turned into a corpse.

It was just much more serious than his situation at that time.

At first, Song Wen used an empty cicada tree to temporarily suppress the corpse transformation phenomenon.

And Xing Xinxin's cultivation level is a thousand times higher than that of Song Wen. Correspondingly, the degree to which her body was invaded by the evil spirit was a thousand times more serious.

Under this situation, external forces could no longer suppress the transformation process of her body.

The only solution is to practice the complete "Corpse King Blood Exercise" to truly refine the corpse evil energy that has invaded the body, so as to completely control the corpse evil energy and achieve the perfect integration of the corpse evil energy with the physical body.

"Sorry, there's nothing I can do."

Song Wen left a word, shook his head and left.

When Xing Xinxin heard Song Wen's words, her heart, which had already become numb, had no waves.

She didn't even pay attention to Song Wen's departure.

Song Wen walked around all the stalls and found nothing of interest, so he said goodbye to Tian Zhou and left the Treasure Fair early.

...

At the treasure meeting, Xing Xinxin did not get any clues about solving the problem of corpse transformation. She held up her flying sword and headed towards Fang Zhucheng.

While passing a mountaintop more than three hundred miles away from the Treasure Society, a figure suddenly flew out from the dense forest below.

The visitor was covered in a black cloak, and his aura was restrained. Xing Xinxin could not detect any aura of cultivation on the other side.

She immediately became extremely vigilant.

"Who are you and why are you blocking my way?"

"Fellow Taoist, I don't mean any harm. I'm waiting for you here because I can solve the problem of your body turning into a corpse."

The visitor was naturally Song Wen.

The reason why he did not directly state the matter at the treasure meeting was that he was worried that the matter of corpse transformation would involve too much and cause the identity of 'Wu Sheng' to be noticed by interested people.

The identity of 'Wu Sheng' is still useful to Song Wen and cannot be given up for the time being.

Xing Xinxin did not relax his vigilance because of Song Wen's words.

She stared at Song Wen closely, with a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, and a hint of doubt and wariness.

"How did you learn about my transformation into a corpse? Are you one of the people who participated in the Treasure Society?"

At the treasure meeting, there were more than fifty monks who investigated her physical condition.

She quickly recalled the costumes of these people one by one in her mind.

However, there was nothing consistent with the person in front of him.