Asking The Immortal Dao

Qin Sang has repeatedly asked to use this kind of spiritual medicine for the corpses sold during this period. Those who are interested can surely guess that the owner of the corpse might be backlashed. Anxious, do not hesitate to go bankrupt and change dressing.

Corpse Dao demonic cultivator, the backlash of the corpse is a common occurrence, which is reasonable.

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

A Fire Thorn Grass is definitely not worth as much as a Fiend Corpse refined from a Foundation Establishment Late Stage corpse, but the cultivation world transaction is about getting what you need, and there are few equivalent exchanges.

Wen Yanjie is obviously with the idea of ​​profiting from somebody's misfortune, holding Fire Thorn Grass flat, with a confident look, smiling, and looking at Qin Sang.

Qin Sang already intends to sell, even without Fire Thorn Grass, 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 bear his own treasure and was hesitating.

Wen Yanjie smiled slightly and persuades him: "Fellow Daoist can raise so many refining corpses, it is by no means an idle generation. Fiend Corpse is just a foreign object, his own road and trifling are a Fiend Corpse In comparison, which is the lighter and the heavier, you must know it very well. As the so-called Spin a thousand of pieces of silver, all of them come back!, as long as Fellow Daoist solves the hidden danger of backlash, what kind of Fiend Corpse can't make it? This Fire Thorn Grass is not easy to get, especially the current situation of Fellow Daoist..."

"hmph! To put it simply, I really think Fiend Corpse is so easy to refine? You know the old man cost How much effort, if not for a momentary carelessness, the old man......"

Qin Sang gnashing teeth, raised his head and glanced at Wen Yanjie, waved his hand to call out the Fiend Corpse made of Luo Xiao corpse, coldly said "Count you good luck, hit the old man seven inches! Give me Fire Thorn Grass, this Fiend Corpse belongs to you!" Seeing that Guozhen is stronger than the one just now, bursts of splendor appear in his eyes.

His attainments in the way of refining the corpse are far worse than guaranteeing things, and it is impossible to easily see through the flaws in the corpse core field.

Of course, unless faced with the old ghost who is extremely experienced in combat, this defect has little effect.

Even if the cultivation base is as strong as Wen Yanjie, I have to admit that this Fiend Corpse is an excellent helper in fighting.

As Qin Sang stretched out his hand to grab Fire Thorn Grass, Wen Yanjie suddenly retracted his arm and said in a playful tone: "Did Fellow Daoist misunderstand something? What Wen said before was to change Fellow Daoist. Fiend Corpse, I didn’t say just change this one. Fellow Daoist's previous strength is acceptable, and Wen reluctantly accepts it..."

"Wen, you want to profit from somebody's misfortune !"

Qin Sang was furious.

He really underestimated Wen Yanjie. This person was greedy and stubborn. He traded a Fire Thorn Grass for a Fiend Corpse, which had already taken a big advantage and was still not satisfied!

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

"Today, even if the old man died of poison, you would never want to succeed!"

Qin Sang would rather not sell it, without the slightest hesitation, take Fiend Corpse back, and raged toward the door. Rushed out.

Looking at his posture, if Wen Yanjie dares to stop him, he might be irreconcilable.

Wen Yanjie saw that Qin Sang did not seem to be a fake, complexion slightly changed, eyes flashed, suddenly smiled, and his tone eased, "Wen is just a joke, why should Fellow Daoist get angry... According to Fellow Daoist, Fire Thorn Grass replaced the Fiend Corpse."

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

"I don’t think Fellow Daoist Wen is joking..."

Qin Sang stopped, with a hard tone, took Fire Thorn Grass in his hand, and looked at it for a long time. Summon the Fiend Corpse again, erase the Divine Soul Seal, and instruct Wen Yanjie to control Fiend Corpse, and leave without looking back.

……

After time it takes to burn a stick of incense.

On the edge of Qingyang market, an industry of Azure Yang Demon Sect, Wen Yanjie did not know when to leave Zhenbaolou and came here.

At this time, Fiend Corpse is standing in front of Wen Yanjie, and Wen Yanjie is getting acquainted with the strength of Fiend Corpse with his eyes closed. There is a smile on his face, and he is obviously very satisfied with this Fiend Corpse. .

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

"Senior Brother Wen, that guy is missing."

The three stood still in front of Wen Yanjie and said in a hurry.

Wen Yanjie frowned, "Where did I lose it?"

One of them said ashamed: "The three of us lost the trace of this person in the market. The people below Watching at the exit of the market, no suspicious people passed by."

Wen Yanjie fiercely glared at him, "I lost people in my own market? A bunch of trash!"

The three people looked at a loss, and the one on the left whispered in defense, "The three of us scattered everywhere, very cautious, and impossible to expose. This person seems to be more familiar than us at Qingyang Market, and went around, and suddenly disappeared. I was suddenly disappeared. It is suspected that someone will answer, and those Great Chamber of Commerce are all pregnant. Without the Martial Uncle command, they cannot go in and search..."

Wen Yanjie listened carefully and hummed: "It seems that this person is very cautious. , I have stepped on it a long time ago and planned a retreat. It is a pity, I have already tested it out, he should have a Fiend Corpse of this level in his hand, and the backlash of the corpse was refined, and the corpse was poisoned. Now it is the most When we are weak...no more, take the Internet cafe and save him a dog."

...

In an unattended corner of Qingyang market.

Qin Sang appeared quietly, coldly watching the person following him withdraw.

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

The methods of these people are brilliant, and it is difficult to notice if he is not cautious.

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

Now that the big things matter, Qin Sang decided to bear it.

……

I found another opportunity to sell the Fiend Corpse of the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage to an Azure Yang Demon Sect cultivator. Qin Sang’s goal was initially achieved, and now it is Just watch it change.

Since then, Qin Sang has worked in that shop as a Refiner Master.

He didn’t show his brilliant refining skills. Normally, he was contacted by the low-level cultivator of Energy Refining Stage. It is these people who are the easiest to talk, and they don’t. Be 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.

In these days, Qin Sang got close to Azure Yang Demon Sect Disciple intentionally or unintentionally, and finally got two news.

First, whether it is Wen Yanjie or other dísciple who purchased the corpse, everything will be business as usual during this period, and the corpse will enter and leave the mountain gate normally.

Azure Yang Demon Sect doesn't seem to care about Direct Disciple's control of corpse refining, and the elders in their sect did not stop it.

Secondly, just a few days ago, they successively received warnings from Sect Elder.