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Chapter 12: Seeking Skin from a Tiger [Please read it! 】

"Fellow Taoist, please wait."

The person who spoke was a strong young man. His gestures and gestures were completely different from the simple temperament of many corpse buryers. There was a lot of nobility in his eyebrows, so even though his clothes were not luxurious and his body was not clean, he did not look very embarrassed.

Wen Jiu didn't want to pay attention, but he and another person actually blocked Wen Jiu's departure.

The person who spoke just now spoke again, his eyes falling on the handkerchief given by Wang Nian, "Below me, my brother-in-law is Li Liang, the night watchman on the side of Deadman Peak... I wonder what the relationship is between you and Mr. Wang?"

"Is something wrong?"

Wen Jiu did not explain.

Because it is not necessary.

Not just any person has to explain whatever he says.

That's too low.

Fang Zheng said: "Since fellow Taoists are also people with backgrounds in Dead Man's Peak, how about joining our Juyi Hall? Whether you are a corpse buryer or a trainee in the future, we can all take care of each other."

"Not interested." Wen Jiu shook his head.

Just wanted to get past the two of them.

Fangzheng persevered, and the last sentence was spoken very strongly, for fear that others would not hear, "If fellow Taoists are willing, Juyi Hall can give you a position as a manager of a trading company, and you can give a salary of one hundred taels of silver per month... which is equivalent to three years for the person who buried the body." wages!"

"Our Juyi Hall has business spread hundreds of miles around the side peak, and we cooperate with many immortal cultivating families. After fellow Taoists join, we no longer lack connections. After we become trainees, we can also look after each other and avoid being bullied by fellow disciples."

Another person next to Fang Zheng spoke.

He was quite proud in his words.

obviously.

The scale of Juyi Hall is not small.

However, Wen Jiu is still not interested. He will not join any group before fully understanding the situation on this side peak.

To avoid being regarded as a gun user.

"Excuse me."

When Wen Jiu looked past the two of them and looked at the people burying the corpses around him, he found that they were all casting envious glances at him.

Obviously they all want to join Juyitang.

But not qualified.

Or not invited.

This made Wen Jiu a little curious about what the so-called Juyi Hall was like.

It is impossible to openly poach the Dead Man's Peak. There is a high probability that it is an organization formed by the Dead Man's Peak disciples themselves.

After Wen Jiu walked past the two of them and walked away slowly, the third person who had not spoken a word and their leader suddenly spoke.

The tone is deep.

He spoke with a serious tone, as if he didn't go to Juyi Hall today because Wen Jiu was short-sighted.

"Fellow Taoist... If you work alone, you won't be able to go far on the path of spiritual practice; if you don't have friends, you won't be popular if you follow other people's ideas. I can give you some consideration and ask you about the time of the Juyi Hall. If you think about it clearly, you can come back and find someone. us."

In this regard.

Wen Jiu pretended not to hear.

Walk away.

……

but.

After walking a mile or two.

Wang Nian actually landed his sword next to Wen Jiu, as if he had been following him.

as predicted.

Wang Nian said what he just said, "Boss Wen, did you know that Juyi Hall was jointly established by many managers in Side Peak? Their business covers hundreds of miles around Side Peak, and there are at least ten or eighty-year-old cultivating families working with them. He is a big force in the side peak, and once he joins you, he will have a backer."

"Brother Wang has been following me all this time just to tell me this?" To be honest, even if Wang Nian nodded, Wen Jiu didn't believe it at all.

Wang Nian smiled and said: "Of course not, I just want to remind you... don't seek skin from a tiger. With your talent in cultivating heretical practices, Dead Man Peak has its own upright path to promotion, although it is more difficult than normal Qi training monks. But there is no need to rely on those who work in collusion.”

"Thank you, Brother Wang, for reminding me."

Wen Jiu bowed and thanked him.

Although Wang Nian would not make a random choice even if he didn't remind him.

But Wang Nian was willing to remind him.

He was grateful.

It also shows that Wang Nian is a good person.

In a strange world, it is a lucky thing to meet a senior who is willing to care and guide you.

……

soon.

Wen Jiu returned home.

After nightfall, he went to recite the corpse-raising mantra for Bai Zhan as usual. Perhaps because the corpses were piling up for longer and longer on the dead ground, when he recited the corpse-raising mantra, he actually attracted the newly formed ghosts, but they became the food in Bai Zong's belly. .

This day.

Baijiang gained 20 more experience points.

Wen Jiu gained 100 points of death energy.

It is equivalent to sixteen days of practice plus daily settlement income.

It is worth mentioning that, perhaps due to the blood essence of the monks, when Bai Zheng attacked the Yinhun, there was a faint light of blood on the corpse. This was something that had never appeared when the blood body entered the first level. . Moreover, when the blood light appeared, the blood and corpse energy faintly revealed in Bai Zong actually made him feel a little scared.

It was obvious that he was already at the first level of Qi training.

And white stiffness is still just white stiffness.

Ever since, Wen Jiu tried to attack Bai Zhan.

I didn't dare to use my full strength at first. After all, although I haven't practiced magic yet, the magic power released from the first level of Qi training is quite lethal.

But Wen Jiu didn't expect that even if he tried his best once, he still couldn't hurt Bai Zhan's blood body.

Can't even shake it.

But the corpse described in the Yinzhou Corpse Raising Record is not that powerful. Even if it becomes a black zombie, it is comparable to a first-level body refining monk.

A first-level body-refining monk cannot withstand a full-strength blow from a qi-training monk without any injuries. At most, when he is hit by a spell, his serious injury will turn into a minor injury - no matter how strong he is.

But now his white-zombified corpse completely violates the common sense and rules described in the Yinzhou Corpse Raising Record.

"It seems that it's the monk's essence and blood... Such a powerful corpse, how strong will this guy be when he becomes Heizong again?"

Wen Jiu sighed with emotion.

Bai Zhan was buried again.

After returning home.

Wen Jiu fell into a deep sleep.

I slept very soundly that night.

There is no longer the anxiety of being a stranger in a foreign land for the first time.

Perhaps it was because he had entered the first level of Qi training.

Perhaps it was because he saw the power of Bai Zongzong's blood body.

When I rushed to the place of death to bury the body again the next morning, my mentality also changed a lot.

A bold idea came to me.

I want to live forever!
  I want to become an immortal!
  have to say.

How bold.

However, when he arrived at the death place, Wen Jiu found that the atmosphere in the death place was not right today, and there were many more people. Wang Nian also changed his usual procrastination and arrived here earlier than most people.

Looking from a distance, Wang Nian was chatting with the monks in black armor. Every word made Wang Nian frown a little.

After a while.

Wang Nian walked towards them.

"Boy Wen, have you been to this place of death last night?"

Wen Jiu nodded.

Because there is no use hiding it.

When leaving home at night, you can hear doors opening and doors closing.

Moreover, when he showed Bai Zhiang getting another chance to trade, he said that he would come to the death place to raise corpses at night.

After hearing Wen Jiu's words, Wang Nian asked Wen Jiu to follow him, "Whenever they ask you, answer them truthfully... Don't worry, it's none of your business. I just want to ask you something."

"Uh-huh."

Wen Jiu nodded.

When he came to the group of monks in black armor, the chilling aura they exuded unintentionally made Wen Jiu's heart skip a beat, and the aura they revealed also made Wen Jiu marvel.

The three of them had similar auras to Wang Nian.

They should all be at the third level of Qi training.

There is another person whose aura is superior to that of Wang Nian.

Middle stage of Qi training?

What happened? It actually attracted a monk who was in the middle stage of Qi training.

"Wen Jiu, right?"

One of the black-armored monks asked with a rather indifferent tone, which made Wen Jiu worried that he would stab her in the next moment.

Wen Jiu nodded.

The black-armored monk asked again, "What did you do here last night to mutilate the corpse?"

"Corpse Raising, because I practice the Yinzhou Corpse Raising Record, so I need to come to the place where the corpse is buried to recite the Corpse Raising Mantra."

Wen Jiu answered truthfully.

The black-armored monk's eyes fell on Wang Nian. Wang Nian nodded quickly and said that he had seen the white zombie.

Seeing this, the black-armored monk had no doubts, but continued to ask: "Then did you hear anything last night?"

"No movement? No." Wen Jiu shook his head.

The black-armored monk seemed unwilling to believe Wen Jiu's words, and asked again in a cold voice: "Think carefully, if it is later found that you have concealed or deceived, our Night Patrol Department has the right to kill you directly!"

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