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Chapter 279: The old monster with corpse in the sky, the God-melting flower (please subscribe)
Return to Sunset City Inn.

While Wei Tu was sorting out his harvest, he pondered over the unintentional remark made by the leader of the Sand Bandit Association.

"Is it Yuan Ping's collusion, or is it that the sand bandits were specially supported by Master Hedi?"

He was puzzled.

——Yuanping is a close disciple of Master Hedi.

The righteous forces, unlike the demonic forces, need black gloves to handle some shady matters.

The Sand Bandits Club fits exactly the characteristics of Black Gloves.

Wei Tu does not think it is a coincidence that it has not been wiped out by the three major divisions for a long time.

"It has little to do with me, no need to pay too much attention." Wei Tu gathered his thoughts and shook his head.

Although Divine Master Hedi has no dealings with Divine Master Dulong, he will not vent his anger on a small person like him. If nothing happens, he and the Sand Bandits will not have much contact or interaction in the future.

The Holy Spring Meeting is a grand gathering held only once every 200 years among the three major ministries, and gathers more than [-]% of the high priests and archmage from the three major ministries.

Where there are many people, there is business.

Wufu Chamber of Commerce, the first of the three major chambers of commerce, also settled in Sunset City early before the opening of the Holy Spring Society, and successively held large-scale auctions to auction various treasures.

Using the auction platform, Wei Tu purchased many third-level monster skins and various elixirs.

At the same time, Wei Tu also posted the last main ingredient "Tu Jingzhi" needed to refine "Purple Candle Pill" on the elixir "reward area" of the Wufu Chamber of Commerce, hoping that a monk would trade this with him. Panacea.

Purple Candle Pill is a third-level high-grade elixir.Once he collects enough of this elixir, he can save decades of time in his future journey.

But unfortunately.

Until the beginning of the sword test meeting and the holy spring meeting, no one took off the reward plaque of "Tu Jingzhi".

……

Sunset City, Square.

The sword trial meeting was held as scheduled.

Wei Tu and High Priest Dia left the inn together and followed the flow of people to observe the competition.

There were three major competitions, with six people from each tribe, and a total of eighteen young Jindans competing for strength.

After sitting down at the Ying Ding tribe's seat, Wei Tu glanced at the monks standing in front, participating in the competition.

The familiar people on the Ying Ding Division include Yuan Jie and Bao Hua from the Cang Kun Alliance, as well as Yuan Ping, a disciple of He Di Divine Master, and "Yue Qian" who is on the recommendation list.

Wei Tu had never seen the remaining two people in Ying Ding's department.

However, one thing worth noting is that these two people seem to be twin brothers, they look similar, they are both handsome and fair.

"These two people should be disciples of Master Donglai. Master Donglai has lived in Sunset City for a long time and is not in the Ying Ding Department."

High Priest Tia communicated with Wei Tu.

Like Wei Tu, he did not recognize the sudden appearance of these two twin brothers in Ying Ding's department.

"perhaps."

Wei Tu nodded in agreement.

Master Donglai is the last of the three great masters of the Ying Ding tribe.

He is also the most low-key among the three great masters.

See Wei Tu and take a seat.

Yuan Jie and Fairy Baohua, who were in front, walked over naturally and greeted Wei Tu.

This scene actually attracted many priests and mages of the Ying Ding tribe to pay attention to Wei Tu.

However, when they saw clearly that Yuan Jie and the two were greeting Wei Tu, they looked like they were convinced that this was indeed the case.

After all, Wei Tu was a rare third-level alchemy master and third-level talisman master in Ying Ding's tribe.

Although Taoist Wolf Slayer's blackmail caused a lot of damage to Wei Tu's reputation, many monks believed that Wei Tu was a "soft persimmon" who was cowardly and fearful of trouble.But at the same time, the successful refining of the Selling Essence Pill also let the cultivators know one thing - Wei Tu is already a third-level alchemy master and has the strength to refine third-level elixirs.

Under this situation, Wei Tu's status within Ying Ding's department became even higher.

After all, few monks have the strength of Taoist Wolf Slayer and dare to blackmail a True Lord of Golden Core.

In addition, Taoist Master Zhan Lang was driven away by Prince Youxian's Mansion because he offended Wei Tu.

Even Prince Youxian's Mansion is rushing to curry favor with him, so how can other forces look down on Wei Tu.

After a short chat.

Yuan Jie took out a jade slip and handed it to Wei Tu, "This is the information of the three candidates. Fellow Daoist Wei may be useful later."

"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist Yuan." Wei Tu accepted the jade slip, stood up and thanked him.

He understood what Yuan Jie meant.

After the Sword Trial Conference begins, there will be a banker making bets for each competition, setting the odds, and depending on the outcome of the competition, you will win or lose.

Few of the three major monks present would refuse to participate in this pleasure, so as to make a small contribution to the greater good.

With this detailed information about his strength, if Wei Tu wanted to gamble, his chances of winning would be correspondingly higher.

Wei Tu has no interest in gambling. With his ability to make money, there is no need to think about this evil way.

However, he was interested in knowing the detailed information about the other two reference monks.

The monks participating in the competition, except for casual cultivators, are all young golden elixirs from various departments. They not only have high potential, but also have high status.

He may encounter it one day in the future.

"Old monster of the Sky Corpse?" Wei Tu glanced at the jade slips and found that one of the monks in the Fengwu Department called him by this name, and he couldn't help but frowned.

How can any young monk call himself an "old monster"? Isn't this ridiculous?

However, Wei Tu thought about it again and felt that this old weird name might have come from the time when he was building the foundation.

Like Yu Tong, he is a breakthrough at an advanced age.

So the name was adopted.

Wei Tu looked at the origin of the old monster of the corpse, and it was clearly marked on the jade slip: he was a casual cultivator in the state of Zheng and mastered the secret technique of the corpse path.

"I never heard of it when I was in Zheng State." Wei Tu thought about it carefully and shook his head.

Of course, based on this alone, Wei Tu would not think that the origin of the old monster of the Sky Corpse was suspicious. After all, it was impossible for him to know all the casual cultivators of Zheng Guo.

Next.

Wei Tu looked at other reference monks.

There are two monks who, like the old monster of the Heavenly Corpse, also have weird names. They call themselves Old Man So-and-so and Sanren So-and-so.

Mixed together, the name of the old monster of the Sky Corpse seems somewhat normal.

the other side.

At the Fengwu tribe's seat.

"Third brother?" An old man in a coir raincoat glanced in the direction of Wei Tu as if he was sensing something, with a slightly complicated look in his eyes.

"Nearly a hundred years have passed since we parted ways in Qiyue Mountain. Unexpectedly, you and I will meet again in Sunset City..."

The old man in coir raincoat sighed softly.

"Unfortunately, now is not the time to meet." The old man in coir raincoat had a determined look, and his aging face was once again covered with twisted dark red weird lines.

His expression became much colder at this moment, as if he was refusing to let strangers in.

"Fellow Taoist Heavenly Corpse, as long as I get the top three seats and promise you the "Shen Fusion Flower", I will definitely hand over my body to the Taoist friends and I will never break my promise."

At this time, next to the old man in coir raincoat, a beautiful woman in black skirt looked at him intently and said with a sweet smile.

(End of this chapter)