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

Song Wen left Fang Pengyi's cave and returned to the Human Snake Cave. He saw Zhou Siyi and Rong Jingyun appearing in the Human Snake Cave.

Fang Pengyi was worried that Renshe Cave was short of manpower, so he sent two people to assist.

Zhou Siyi and Rong Jingyun once worked in Renshe Cave and were familiar with the situation here. Rong Jingyun used to be the manager of Renshe Cave. The two of them coming here can relieve Song Wen a lot of pressure.

After some pleasantries, Song Wen began to arrange everyone's tasks.

The refining of the human-snake corpse began to proceed in an orderly manner.

Ten days later.

As soon as Song Wen came to the Human Snake Cave from the Cave Mansion, he was mysteriously called into the No. 10 Corpse Refining Cave by Zhou Siyi.

She opened her mouth after closing the restrictions on the Corpse Refining Cave.

"Junior Brother Wu, there is news from the Immortal Grass Pavilion in Ghost City. They have two Ningxin Grass in their hands. Do you want more?"

In Song Wen's hands, there are a total of four Yin Yang Weeping Blood Branches, which can be used to refine the Golden Pill four times.

Each furnace requires one Ningxincao to form the golden elixir. He only has three Ningxincao in his hand, which is not enough.

Song Wen nodded and said, "Of course I want it."

Zhou Siyi said, "Then I will go to the ghost market tonight and buy back the Ningxin Grass."

Song Wen thought for a moment and replied.

"There is no need for Senior Sister Zhou to do it for me this time. I will make the trip myself."

Zhou Siyi asked curiously, "Didn't you say that it is inconvenient to go to Donghuafang City and Shanjiangui City?"

Song Wendao said, "That happened nine years ago. Now, the matter has been resolved, and I can go to Fangshi and Ghost Market."

Ten days ago, Yang Yu said that he and Lan Chen would go to deal with an urgent matter together.

At this time, the two of them had already left the vicinity of the Beast Control Sect.

Song Wen no longer has to worry about running into Lan Chen when he goes out.

Song Wen wanted to take the opportunity to inquire about the current status of the Corpse Demon Sect's pursuit of traitors in the ghost market.

Zhou Siyi said, "Really solved? Don't be brave, why don't I run it for you?"

"No, thank you, senior sister."

"All right."

Zhou Siyi handed Song Wen a black wooden token, which was the proof of her transaction with Xiancao Pavilion.

It's night, midnight.

Wearing a grimace mask and changing his cultivation aura, Song Wen walked into the Fairy Grass Pavilion.

Ningxincao is relatively rare among third-level elixirs, and its price is quite expensive.

After paying 20,000 spirit stones, he got two Heart-Condensing Grasses.

After walking out of Xiancao Pavilion, Song Wen entered the shop selling information.

He spent two thousand spirit stones to obtain information about the Corpse Demon Sect's pursuit of traitors.

About three or four years ago, most of the traitors had been completely eliminated by the Corpse Demon Sect, except for a handful of fish like Song Wen who had slipped through the net and were hiding in places that certain demonic monks could not set foot on.

As time went by, the Corpse Demon Sect gradually withdrew its disciples who were chasing the traitors.

Nowadays, within the sphere of influence of the Righteous Path, it is difficult to see the Corpse Demon Sect chasing down traitors.

This is undoubtedly good news for Song Wen.

The Corpse Demon Sect's suppression of traitors has always been a sharp sword hanging over his head, but now this sword seems to have been slowly put down.

After leaving the intelligence shop, Song Wen walked around the ghost market, but did not encounter anything of interest.

After walking out of the ghost market, Song Wen headed in the direction of the Beast Control Sect.

When he was less than five hundred miles away from the Beast Control Sect, Song Wen took off his mask, returned to his "Wu Sheng" appearance, and continued to go to the Beast Control Sect.

We traveled more than two hundred miles.

suddenly.

Under the dim moonlight, three cold swords shot out.

Song Wen's expression turned cold. He was less than three hundred miles away from the Beast Control Sect, yet someone actually dared to assassinate a disciple of the Beast Control Sect.

He opened his lips slightly, and the black and yellow pagoda came out of his mouth.

The pagoda swelled when it saw the wind, became three feet in size, and stood above Song Wen's head.

Bursts of yellow light shine from the pagoda.

"Dang, Dang, Dang."

Three rays of sword light fell on the yellow light, and all of them were blocked.

However, it also shocked Song Wen back again and again.

The three people who made the sneak attack were extremely powerful, and they were also at the peak of foundation building.

"Huh!"

A surprised female voice sounded.

As if very surprised, Song Wen was able to block the joint sneak attack of three peak foundation-building monks.

Four figures rose from the dense forest ahead.

Three men and one woman, all dressed in black outfits.

The woman stood in the center, guarded by three male cultivators who were at the peak of Foundation Establishment, obviously respecting her.

This woman has a flowery face and graceful figure.

A pair of bright eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent, as if they wanted to tear Song Wen into pieces.

"Ji Yin, in less than thirty years, you have advanced from the early stage of Qi training to the middle stage of foundation building. From an outer disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect, you have become a foundation building elder of the Beast Control Sect. You can still be among the three You survived a sneak attack by a Peak Foundation Establishment monk. It seems like you have a lot of secrets."

The woman's tone revealed deep hatred.

"Back then, you caused the death of more than 80,000 members of my Yan family. Today, I will cramp and skin you, refine your soul into a corpse, and make you endure endless torture forever."

The woman is none other than the talented girl from the Yan family, Yan Yiwen.

Yan Yiwen was not in a hurry to take action. She had three peak Foundation Establishment monks under her command. If she wanted to kill Song Wen, who was only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, it would be easy to catch him.

Although Song Wen's pagoda has good defensive capabilities, it cannot hold out for long in the face of the repeated attacks from three peak foundation-building monks.

She wanted Song Wen to experience fear and despair, helplessness and panic.

Only by letting Song Wen experience endless pain can the hatred she had buried deep in her heart for thirty years be vented.

However, she was greatly disappointed.

After Song Wen saw her appearance clearly, he only briefly showed a look of surprise.

Afterwards, there was no trace of panic or fear on Song Wen's face anymore, but only calmness.

After Song Wen recognized Yan Yiwen, he was quite shocked.

Unexpectedly, in less than thirty years, Yan Yiwen had advanced to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and brought three peak Foundation Establishment monks with her to seek revenge.

This all shows that there must be a strong backer behind this woman.

What confused Song Wen the most was how Yan Yiwen recognized him.

"Could it be the aura of the soul that was left in the Corpse Demon Sect?"

Song Wen secretly speculated in his heart.

Since the war between good and evil, the relationship between the Jiugong Sect and the Corpse Demon Sect has become increasingly close.

If Yan Yiwen has strong backers in the Jiugong Sect, it is not impossible to obtain Song Wen's soul aura from the Corpse Demon Sect.

Yan Yiwen wanted to slowly torture Song Wen, but Song Wen didn't want to waste time with her.

Since she came to the door by herself, then send her to meet her tribesmen.

A family should always be in order.

It's just the right time to take back the breath of soul that fell into his hands and avoid future troubles forever.

With a flash of cold light, the soul-splitting blade flew out into the air.

A look of surprise appeared on Yan Yiwen's face. She did not expect that Song Wen, who was only in the middle stage of foundation building, not only escaped without relying on the defense of the pagoda, but actually dared to attack.