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

An hour later. ‘6’ ‘9’ ‘s’ ‘h’ ‘u’ ‘x’ ‘.’ ‘c’ ‘o’ ‘m’

Zuo Shuiyun came outside Song Wen's cave.

"Junior Brother Wu, please excuse me for a moment. I have something to discuss with you."

Song Wen removed the formation, walked out of the cave, and asked.

"Senior Sister Zuo, are you ready to leave and return to the sect?"

Zuo Shuiyun shook her head.

"I have realized something in my heart and decided to retreat here for a period of time. I came here to inform my junior brother that if he is anxious to return to the sect, he can return alone first."

Zuo Shuiyun just tried to sign a soul contract with the blood demon, but it didn't go well. Even though the blood demon was seriously injured, the soul contract still failed.

This made her realize that conquering the blood demon was not that easy.

It is not unreasonable for Cheng Ruida to put all his efforts into refining the blood puppet elixir.

The blood demon must first take the Blood Puppet Spirit Refining Pill to weaken the blood demon's intelligence, and only then can he have a slight chance of successfully signing a soul contract.

This matter cannot be accomplished within the Beast Control Sect.

Therefore, she decided to return to the Beast Control Sect after conquering the blood demon.

Hearing this, Song Wen frowned and thought deeply.

Just now, he had already conducted a soul search on Cheng Ruida.

I learned that eight years ago, Cheng Ruida obtained the historical site of the blood curse.

The ancient ruins are not far from here, only thousands of miles away.

There are clues to the Divine Blood Sect in the ancient ruins. The Divine Blood Sect is related to the "Corpse King's Blood Training", and Song Wenyou wanted to find out.

Song Wendao said, "I have some personal matters to deal with, and I don't plan to return to the sect immediately."

Zuo Shuiyun's eyes lit up, "Junior Brother Wu, how long will it take to handle private matters?"

"As short as half a month, as long as one month." Song Wen said casually.

"How about after one month, you and I meet here and return to the sect together?"

Zuo Shuiyun estimated that in one month, he would be able to conquer the blood demon.

Song Wen nodded, "Okay, after one month, I will come here to find my senior sister."

After saying that, Song Wenji took off his sword, flew away in the air, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Zuo Shuiyun looked at Song Wen's leaving figure. She slowly withdrew her gaze until Song Wen's figure completely disappeared from the sky.

He frowned and thought for a long time.

His eyes gradually became firm.

Zuo Shuiyun dodged and flew into the cave.

...

One day later.

Between a valley surrounded by mountains.

The spiritual energy here is thin, desolate and remote. There are no monks, no mortals, and not even powerful monsters.

According to Cheng Ruida's memory, the entrance to the monument is in the valley.

After pressing the sword light, Song Wen came to the bottom of the valley.

A deep hole washed out by rainwater appeared in front of Song Wen.

The opening of the hole is not big, only about three feet, and it is vertically downward, and it is pitch black.

Although in Cheng Ruida's memory, there was no danger in the cave, Song Wen did not enter rashly.

Song Wen probed his spiritual consciousness into the deep cave.

The cave is very deep, extending vertically downward for more than a thousand meters, followed by a wide underground cave.

The cave covers an area of ​​more than a hundred acres and is traversed by an underground river.

The current of the underground river is fast, as if a giant python is shuttling underground.

The river is rolling, carrying sand and stones, rolling up whirlpools from time to time, and undercurrents surging.

The two Holy Armor Gu flapped their wings and flew into the deep cave. After once again confirming that there was no danger in the underground cave, Song Wen jumped in.

Entering the underground cave, Song Wen flew to the top of a stone wall, which was hundreds of meters high and was severely eroded and uneven.

There is a grotto measuring one foot square on the stone wall.

When Cheng Ruida and a friend came here, it was in this grotto that they discovered a white skeleton.

The owner of the bones has been dead for an unknown number of years, but the bones have not weathered or decayed.

Cheng Ruida concluded that the physical body in front of the white bones was extremely powerful, and only the bones could withstand the erosion of time. The bones remained intact after an unknown number of years of death.

On the index finger of the skeleton's right hand, there was a simple storage ring.

When Cheng Ruida saw the storage ring for the first time, he believed that there must be an ancient secret treasure in it, so he had evil thoughts and secretly attacked and killed his friend.

But he was also seriously injured by his friend's fatal blow before his death.

To Cheng Ruida's disappointment, the storage ring he obtained at the cost of serious injury did not contain a single magical weapon. There were quite a few elixirs and spiritual stones, but they were all weathered into a pile due to the passage of time. A lifeless powder.

I only got the token recording the blood spell.

After carefully exploring the cave and the stone wall, Song Wen found nothing useful.

He lowered his body and landed firmly on the floor of the cave. Under his feet was a thick layer of gravels of different sizes.

These gravels should have been carried by the underground river during floods and washed here from the upper reaches.

In some places not covered by gravel, you can see that the ground is paved with neat boulders.

This is enough to show that this underground cave was not formed naturally, but was built artificially.

It's just that time has passed so long that everything has changed.

Song Wen explored the entire cave several times and found nothing more.

There is neither any exit such as a stone door, nor any secret passage. If there are no holes washed out by rain, this place will be a completely enclosed space.

This made him somewhat disappointed. He had traveled thousands of miles to come here, thinking he could find clues to the "Corpse King's Blood Training", but he found nothing.

The only place Song Wen didn't explore was the underground river.

Just when Song Wen was considering whether to go or stay, the cave floor, which was piled with countless rubbles, suddenly lit up with a cyan light.

Song Wen immediately looked shocked. Before he could activate the flying sword and move away with the sword, he felt the world spinning.

Then, the cyan light disappeared, and Song Wen disappeared into the underground cave.

...

There is a huge underground hall somewhere deep underground.

In the center of this hall, there is an ancient hall.

This hall is built of countless huge stones, and every stone is full of traces of time.

There are some ancient and weird patterns carved on the stone doors and walls of the main hall, which emit a faint light in the dark cave.

In front of the main hall, there is a square.

Around the square, there are thirteen statues 10 feet high.

These sculptures are all in human form, but they have wings on their backs, fangs on their mouths, ferocious faces, and distorted shapes.

Opposite the main hall, a waterfall poured down from the top of the cave. The water surged and the sound was deafening.

Below the waterfall is a bottomless pool that leads to nowhere and swallows up all the water coming from above.

on the square.

The three teams were facing each other nervously.

The largest group consisted of eight people in total. They were dressed in uniform cyan clothes, and they could tell at a glance that they were from a certain cultivating family.

There were only four people in the smallest group. They were wearing cassocks and had ring scars on their polished heads. They were Buddhist monks.

There was another group of six people, dressed in messy clothes, and they were casual cultivators.

The cultivation levels displayed by all the people present are at the foundation-building stage.

On the ground, there were two recently dead corpses. Dark red blood flowed from the corpses, dyeing the stone slabs below blood red.

The atmosphere in the square was solemn, but no one took action rashly.

As if they were afraid of disturbing the thirteen stone statues guarding the ancient hall.