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

Back in the cave, Song Wen began to check the contents of the jade slips.

In the past five years, the Corpse Demon Sect has successfully established a foundation of seven people, four of whom are direct disciples. These four people were directly excluded by Song Wen.

After a direct disciple is promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage, his identity will be automatically upgraded to Demon Son Witch, and he is the focus of the Corpse Demon Sect's training. If there is a chance to advance to the Golden Core Stage in the future, it would be too risky to attack them.

The remaining three people, two women and one man, all successfully established the foundation as inner disciples.

Among the three, the male cultivator had the most bizarre experience in building the foundation.

This male cultivator's name is Chen Feihe, and his appearance is shown on the jade slip. He is a very handsome man, but his clothes and makeup are somewhat feminine.

He turned out to be the face of a golden elixir ancestor in the Corpse Demon Sect. With the love of the golden elixir ancestor, he was able to obtain a steady stream of resources and precious foundation-building elixirs, and successfully built a foundation at the age of twenty-seven. base.

Chen Feihe relied on the thigh of the ancestor of the Golden Pill to build the foundation. This is not surprising in the world of immortality, but the key is...

The Jin elixir ancestor named Ban Yu was a muscular man with a beard.

The experiences of the other two female cultivators were not too surprising. They relied on their hard training to achieve perfection in Qi training. They wandered on the edge of life and death again and again. They made great contributions to the sect and were rewarded by the sect with foundation-building pills. , successfully established the foundation.

These two female cultivators are both ruthless characters who came from the bottom of the fighting, and their methods and temperaments are those of the superiors.

In comparison, only Chen Feihe is a soft persimmon.

However, this person has the Golden Pill Patriarch as his backer, and he is not an easy person to deal with.

After much thought, Song Wen decided to start with Chen Feihe.

The two female cultivators were either practicing hard or performing sect tasks every day. It was difficult to get in touch with them.

Chen Feihe is different. Since his cultivation level is all improved by the elixirs given by the Golden Pill Ancestor, with the Golden Pill Ancestor as his backer, he does not have to perform sect tasks, so he has a lot of time to spend every day wandering around.

In order to continue to please the ancestor of Jindan, Chen Feihe often wandered around the market, buying some rouge, gouache, and novel clothes to ensure that the ancestor of Jindan was fresh to him.

Occasionally, he would go to the Monk Gou Lan in the market to learn some new postures from the women in the Gou Lan to please the ancestor of Jindan.

...

Five days later in the evening.

A handsome young man was walking around in the market. He was obviously wearing a blue robe and folding a fan, but his steps were light, his body was graceful, his body was fragrant, and his breath was like orchid.

She has a charming and charming look on her body that makes many women feel ashamed.

Song Wen looked at the enchanting Chen Feihe and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the person who can make the ancestor of Jindan fall in love really has his own outstanding qualities.

Chen Feihe is a man, but he carries an enchanting aura, which makes many people in the city look at him sideways.

Chen Feihe turned a blind eye to these looks of disdain, disgust, or disdain, and calmly twisted his waist and walked around one after another nuns' clothing and gouache shops.

No matter how others view him, he has truly become a strong foundation-builder that countless low-level monks look up to.

He can fly with a sword, fly freely between heaven and earth, and feel the freedom of the wind.

He had a lifespan of more than 250 years. Many years later, those who despised him turned into dust, but he was still looking at the scenery of this world.

He smiled calmly at the slander and ridicule of others.

There are countless ways to practice. No matter what method you use, as long as you can survive in this world of immortality and gain a longer life, that is the correct way to practice.

Chen Feihe had a touch of pride on his face. He looked at the passers-by who were obviously disdainful, but did not dare to show it because he was a foundation-building monk. Instead, he had to pretend to be respectful, and he felt happy in his heart.

As soon as he walked out of a rouge shop, he saw a middle-aged male cultivator in the foundation building stage coming towards him.

The visitor held up his hand and said with a bit of respect.

"I, Zhang Cheng, have met Elder Chen of the Corpse Demon Sect."

When Chen Feihe heard this, he began to look at this person.

This middle-aged male cultivator should have just entered the realm of foundation building, and he is a newbie among the foundation building monks, but he is definitely much better than him who has never experienced danger and relied solely on drugs to achieve foundation building.

Chen Feihe was not too wary of the middle-aged male cultivator who recommended himself.

After all, in this world of the Corpse Demon Sect, who doesn’t know that Chen Feihe is on the lap of an ancestor of the Jindan Sect. He has been a member of the Corpse Demon Sect for more than ten years. If you are open-minded, dare to provoke him.

On the contrary, he still felt a slight affinity towards the man who called himself Zhang Cheng.

There is no other reason. There is also a touch of makeup on this adult face, and there is a touch of femininity in his behavior.

"Who are you and why are you blocking my way?" Chen Feihe said calmly.

Song Wendao said, "I am a casual cultivator who has just arrived here. I heard that Elder Chen likes red makeup. I happen to be good at it, so I want to make friends with Elder Chen."

Chen Feihe came here with great interest, and it was the first time for him to meet someone of the same mind.

He raised his eyebrows and looked up and down Song Wen's body with charming eyes.

"Oh? You also like red makeup!"

Song Wen felt a little uncomfortable staring at the other party's charming eyes and spoke hurriedly.

"There are too many people here and it is not a place for talking. Elder Chen, would you like to go to the Chunfeng Pavilion ahead to have a detailed chat with me?"

Chunfeng Pavilion is the largest Goulan in Fang City. There are not only charming and sultry female cultivators, but also strong and burly male cultivators.

Facing Song Wen's sudden invitation, Chen Fei frowned slightly, feeling a little wary in his heart.

But thinking about the forces behind the Spring Wind Pavilion and the late-stage foundation-building experts in the Spring Wind Pavilion, I relaxed my guard again.

"Since Fellow Daoist Zhang kindly invites you, let's go and sit in Chunfeng Pavilion."

"However, it can only be in the lobby."

Defenses can not do without!

After Chen Feihe agreed to Song Wen's invitation, he added another sentence.

Song Wen had a smile on his face, raised his hand sideways and said, "Elder Chen, please!"

The two came to the lobby of Chunfeng Pavilion and sat down.

Song Wen proudly ordered two pots of fine tea.

Chen Feihe picked up the spirit tea and took a sip, acting like an elegant lady.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you took the trouble to invite me to this Chunfeng Pavilion and invited me to drink some fine spiritual tea. What's the matter with you? Just tell me."

Song Wen's eyes gleamed, Chen Feihe was able to charm an ancestor of Jindan not only by his appearance, but also by his extremely smart mind.

He smiled and said, "Elder Chen, you are worrying too much. I really want to make friends with Taoist friends. I have a set of things here that will add interest to the room. I would like to ask fellow Taoists to evaluate them."

With that said, Song Wen handed over a storage bag.

Chen Feihe looked a little suspicious, but he still took the storage bag and probed into it with his spiritual sense.

Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on his face, his eyes shone with surprise, his mouth opened slightly, and he said in amazement.

"These clothes are so exquisite and novel. Where did you get them?"