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

When the spirit-binding rope was less than ten meters away from Song Wen, Song Wen was not afraid of rejoicing and showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

The distance is enough!

His figure suddenly turned into a ball of blood mist.

Under Taoist Aunt Qingyan's surprised gaze, the spirit-binding rope penetrated directly through the blood mist and wrapped around a big tree in front of her.

"Blood Escape Technique!"

"Where did he learn the blood escape technique of the Corpse Demon Sect?"

Taoist Aunt Qingyan's face was full of disbelief.

A monk in the early stage of foundation building actually practiced the Thunder Escape Technique, the Blood Escape Technique, and the Substitute Death Technique at the same time.

Moreover, how can a foundation-building monk activate the blood escape technique? Isn't that a secret escape technique that can only be performed by a golden elixir monk?

Taoist nun Qingyan's face was full of greed and her eyes were full of eagerness.

There are too many secrets in this person. If you capture him, you will definitely get great benefits.

Taking out Kuiyin Heavy Water, she was about to use her secret method to find Song Wen's location.

But the next moment, her face turned ugly.

The ray of spiritual consciousness on the heavy water of Kuiyin dissipated, and this thing has become an ownerless thing.

Song Wen took the initiative to cut off contact with Kui Yin Chongshui.

...

Eighty miles away, at the bottom of the Tianhe River.

Song Wenshihai felt severe pain, and he took the initiative to cut off the connection with Kuiyin Chongshui, which was not pleasant.

He was very lucky in his heart. He paid close attention to the terrain around Fang City on weekdays. He kept the topography of Fang City thousands of miles away in his heart, so that he could accurately judge his approximate location at all times.

Just now, he used the Blood Escape Technique to escape directly to the bank of the Tianhe River, and then plunged into the rushing river.

The essence and blood in his body is only enough to perform the "Blood Escape Technique" once. He must seize this only chance to completely get rid of Taoist Qingyan.

Feeling that his body was severely depleted of essence and blood, Song Wen took out the jade bottle containing essence and blood and poured bottle after bottle into his mouth. After drinking ten bottles, the essence and blood became abundant again.

Song Wen clenched his teeth as the big word "Su" on the spaceship and the beautiful face of Taoist Priest Qingyan flashed in his mind.

One day, I will make you pay the price.

Concentrating his breath, Song Wen was carried by the river and flowed down the river.

...

Su Xingyuan flew to Fairy Qingyan and asked cautiously.

"Xiangu, that bad guy..."

Fairy Qingyan had already searched dozens of miles around, but still found no trace of Song Wen. At this moment, she was in a bad mood and said in a very impatient tone, "He escaped."

She was extremely tempted by Song Wen's secret skills. She missed the opportunity when she was about to get it, which made her very unwilling to give Su Xingyuan a good look.

Seeing Taoist Aunt Qingyan's face full of displeasure, Su Xingyuan did not dare to ask any more questions, and the scene became silent and depressed for a while.

After a while, Taoist Aunt Qingyan asked coldly.

"How many people know that your ancestor has understood the "Element Devouring Formation"?"

Su Xingyuan replied.

"Xiangu Qi, only the ancestors and several core members of our Su family know about it. Other than that, no outsiders know about it."

"I told Fairy Girl this news because my ancestor gave me instructions in advance."

"The ancestor said that he and Fairy Gu are close friends and trust each other, and they rely on Fairy Gu to activate the "Element Devouring Formation". He asked me to reveal this matter to Fairy Gu after I meet Fairy Gu."

Taoist Aunt Qingyan nodded and replied.

"Do not publicize this matter, otherwise your Su family may be in disaster."

"As for that person just now, just run away. There are many casual cultivators who practice the "Longevity Kung Fu". If you select some highly skilled people to serve as living sacrifices, I think the effect will be similar."

Su Xingyuan bowed and said, "Respect your order."

But in his heart he couldn't help but complain: You said it lightly.

Although there are many casual cultivators who practice "Longevity Kung Fu", they are basically in the early and middle stages of Qi training. The few who can practice to the late stage of Qi training mostly do it through a long period of time. Most of these monks are older and are no longer suitable for work. Sacrifice.

Otherwise, they would not have spent so much effort to catch Song Wen, a young casual cultivator who was suspected to be in the late stage of Qi training.

...

Song Wen spent a whole day soaking at the bottom of the river and followed the water for two to three hundred miles. Only then did he find a hidden cave at the bottom of the river. After spending several days treating his internal injuries and restoring his spiritual energy, he walked out of the bottom of the river.

After evaporating the water vapor from his body, Song Wen disguised himself and turned into a middle-aged monk in his forties. He took a boat to the ghost market in the mountain stream.

It's night, ugly time.

Song Wen walked into a small shop in the ghost market.

There was a sleepy old man sitting in front of the counter of the shop.

When the old man saw Song Wen coming in, he cheered up and said loudly.

"Guest, what information do you want?"

This small shop is a place specializing in selling information in the ghost market.

"Do you have any information about the Su family in Qingpingshan? The more detailed the better."

A smile bloomed on the old man's wrinkled face; he knew that a big customer was coming.

"Of course there is information about the Su family, but the price is..."

Seeing the hesitant look on the old man's face, Song Wen knew that the other party was asking for a price and had no intention of entangled with him. Song Wen said,

"How many spiritual stones, just tell me directly."

"Ten thousand spirit stones, including detailed information on all the Su family members in the late stages of Qi training and those above the foundation level."

"Okay, but can you get some of the information for me to check first?"

Seeing that Song Wen didn't counter-offer, the old man's eyes lit up, "Of course."

As soon as he finished speaking, a jade slip appeared in the old man's hand and handed it to Song Wen.

Song Wen took the jade slip and penetrated it with his spiritual sense.

The jade slips contain detailed information about dozens of Su family’s late-stage qi-training monks, including their names, cultivation levels, family members, etc.

Song Wen turned his right hand and a storage bag appeared and handed it over.

He was satisfied with the information in the jade slips and agreed to the deal.

The old man took the storage bag, checked that there was no problem with the spiritual stone inside, and then handed Song Wen a jade slip.

The information in this jade slip is more detailed. Information about the main members of the Su family, as well as the distribution of industries, are all recorded in it.

After getting the information, Song Wen turned and left.

According to the information in the jade slips, the Su family has an ancestor named Su Qian who was in the early stage of the Golden Elixir. However, he is old and his lifespan is about to run out. He has not appeared in front of outsiders for many years.

The Su family has a total of forty-eight foundation-building monks, including two peak foundation-building monks, the patriarch Su Anping and the great elder Su Wenshi.

There are seven monks in the late stage of foundation building, 16 monks in the middle stage of foundation building, and 23 monks in the early stage of foundation building.

A man who is about to die of old age and is in the early stages of the Golden Core. With more than forty foundation-building monks, the Qingpingshan Su family doesn't seem to be too strong.

As long as he is not trapped by the formation or some special magic weapon, Song Wen is confident that he can escape even if he is surrounded by the Su family.

With murderous intent flashing in Song Wen's eyes, he left the ghost market and headed northwest by boat.

Thousands of miles to the northwest, in a huge mountain.

A small market covering an area of ​​several miles is located in it.

This is Beidifang City, which belongs to the Su family. Fifty miles east of the city is Qingping Mountain, where the Su family is based.

Song Wen disguised himself as an elderly monk at the fourth level of Qi training and had been here for several days.

During this period, he randomly found a monk's inn to rest at night, and explored the city and surroundings during the day. He had basically mapped out the surrounding terrain clearly.

On this day, he had breakfast at the inn and wandered around the market, but he met an unexpected person.

Aikun!