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Qin Sang has repeatedly asked to use this kind of elixir for the refining corpses sold during this period. People who are interested can surely guess that the owner of the refining corpse may be backlashed, so that he is so anxious that he will go bankrupt and change the medicine.

It is common for corpse Dao demon repairs to be eaten back by corpse refining, and it is reasonable.

Because of this, no one would doubt Qin Sang's true intentions.

A firethorn grass is definitely not worth as much as a corpse refined from a corpse in the later stage of foundation building, but the transaction in the world of cultivating immortals is to get what they need, and there are few equivalent exchanges.

Wen Yanjie was obviously using the idea of ​​taking advantage of the fire, holding the firethorn grass flat, with a confident look, smiling, and looking at Qin Sang.

Qin Sang already intends to sell, even if there is no firethorn, Wen Yanjie is very much in line with his requirements.

He put away his disguised anger, stood on the spot, clenched his fists with both hands, and lowered his head slightly. He was obviously moved, but he was reluctant to part with his treasures and was hesitating.

Wen Yanjie smiled when he saw this, and persuaded him with good words: "You can raise so many refined corpses by Daoists. The evil corpse is just a foreign object. Compared with a small evil corpse, it is lighter and more important. , I think you know it very well. As the saying goes, when the daughter is gone, it will come back. As long as the Daoist solves the hidden danger of backlash, what kind of evil corpse can not be refined? This firethorn plant is not easy to get, especially the Daoist. The current situation..."

"Huh! To put it simply, I really think that the evil corpse is so easy to refine? You know how much effort the old man has spent, if it weren't for a momentary carelessness, old man..."

Qin Sang gritted his teeth, looked up at Wen Yanjie, waved his hand to call out the evil corpse made of Luo Xiao corpse, and said coldly: "If you are lucky, hit the old man Qi Cun! Give me the firethorn. This evil corpse belongs to you!"

Wen Yanjie looked at the evil corpse sideways, and after careful sensing of his divine sense, he saw that Guozhen was stronger than the one just now, and bursts of splendor appeared in his eyes.

His attainments in the way of refining corpses are far worse than guaranteeing things.

Of course, unless faced with an old ghost with extremely rich combat experience, this defect has little effect.

Even if the cultivation base is as strong as Wen Yanjie, he has to admit that this evil corpse is an excellent helper in the fight.

Just as Qin Sang stretched out his hand to grab the firethorn, Wen Yanjie suddenly retracted his arm and said in a playful tone: "Did you have misunderstood something? What Wen said before was the evil corpse of the dao friend, but he didn't say anything. Change this one. The Daoist friend's previous strength is acceptable, and Wen Mou is reluctant to accept it together..."

"Wen, you want to take advantage of the fire!"

Qin Sang was furious.

He really underestimated Wen Yanjie. This person was greedy and greedy. He traded a pyracantha for a corpse. He had already taken a big advantage, but he was still dissatisfied!

If he agrees to his rude request, this person will definitely get worse, in case the situation is out of control, and therefore affect the plan, it is definitely not what Qin Sang wants.

"Even if the old man is poisoned and died today, you will never want to succeed!"

Qin Sang would rather not sell it, take back the evil corpse without hesitation, and rushed to the door with anger.

Seeing his posture, if Wen Yanjie dares to stop him, he is afraid that he will never die.

Seeing that Qin Sang didn’t seem to be fake, Wen Yanjie’s complexion changed slightly, his eyes flashed, he suddenly smiled, and his tone eased, "Wen is just a joke, why should a fellow Dao be so angry... Thornyweed exchanged that evil corpse."

In order to show his sincerity, Wen Yanjie took the lead in throwing Pyracantha to Qin Sang.

"I don't think the Taoist friends seem to be joking..."

Qin Sang stopped, with a stiff tone, took the firethorn in his hand, and looked at it for a long time before he summoned the evil corpse again, erased the imprint of the soul, and instructed Wen Yanjie to control the evil corpse without turning his head back. Leave.

...

After a stick of incense.

On the edge of Qingyangfang City, a property of the Qingyang Demon Sect, Wen Yanjie did not know when he left the treasure building and came here.

At this moment, the evil corpse was standing in front of Wen Yanjie, and Wen Yanjie closed his eyes slightly as he was familiar with the strength of the evil corpse. There was a smile on his face, and he was obviously very satisfied with the evil corpse.

Suddenly a rush of footsteps came, the door was pushed open, and three people came in.

"Brother Wen, that guy is missing."

The three of them stood still in front of Wen Yanjie, their voices said in a hurry.

Wen Yanjie frowned slightly, "Where did you lose it?"

One of them said with shame: "The three of us lost the trace of this person in Fangshi. The people below were guarding the exit of Fangshi, and no suspicious person was found passing by."

Wen Yanjie glared at him fiercely, "I left people behind in my hometown? A bunch of rubbish!"

The three of them grumbled, and the one on the left whispered to defend, "The three of us scattered everywhere, very cautious and impossible to be exposed. This person seems to be more familiar than our Qingyangfang City, and suddenly disappeared. I suspect that someone would respond. Those big chambers of commerce are all pregnant, and they cannot go in and search without orders from their uncles..."

Wen Yanjie listened carefully and hummed: "It seems that this person is very cautious. He has stepped on it a long time ago and planned a retreat. It's a pity, I have already tested it out. He should have this level in his hand. The evil corpse was eaten by the refining corpse again, and the corpse was poisoned into the body. Now is the most weak time...no more, take the Internet cafe and leave him a dog."

...

In an unattended corner of Qingyangfang City.

Qin Sang appeared quietly, watching the person following him with a cold eye.

Seeing through Wen Yanjie's nature, after he left Zhenbao Pavilion, he kept an eye on him, and he found that someone was following him.

These people are very clever, and it is difficult to notice if he is not cautious.

Qin Sang is by no means a kind person. In other times, Wen Yanjie dared to hit his attention, and he would definitely teach him a lesson he will never forget.

Now that the big things mattered, Qin Sang decided to endure it.

...

I found another opportunity ~www.readwn.com~ to sell the evil corpse in the mid-foundation stage to a Qingyang Demon Sect monk. Qin Sang's goal was initially achieved, and now he is just watching the change.

After that, Qin Sang worked in that shop with peace of mind as a craftsman.

He didn't reveal too clever refining strength, and he usually came into contact with low-level monks in the Qi refining period. It was these people who were the easiest to talk out, and they were not noticeable.

What he is concerned about is naturally the people who bought him to refine the corpse.

In a blink of an eye, the past ten days.

These days, Qin Sang got close to Qingyang Demon Sect disciples intentionally or unintentionally, and finally got two news.

First, whether it was Wen Yanjie or the other disciples who bought the corpse, everything went as usual during this time, and he entered and exited the gate normally with the corpse.

The Qingyang Demon Sect didn't seem to care that his disciples controlled the corpse refining, and the elders in their division did not stop it.

Secondly, just a few days ago, they successively received warnings from the elders of the teacher's sect.