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Chapter 66 The Evil Corpse

To the east of Changxi, a snow-white mountain towers into the sky, but the top of the mountain cannot be seen, not because there is snow on the mountain, but because the mountain is covered with snow-white mandala flowers.

Next to the mountain above the clouds, large chunks of pumice fell on the thick clouds, and 36 halls stood on it.

There is no building on the top of the mountain, only a huge marble round platform, like an altar.

A row of corpses in clean gray clothes were neatly placed on it.

"It's so strange, these people clearly don't have any signs of cultivation, but they just want to build a foundation."

A noble man in blue looked at the corpse in front of him carefully and marveled: "Look at this corpse in the golden elixir stage. It doesn't matter that there is no golden elixir in the body, but the Dantian is like a rock. It was not taken out by anyone at all." Golden elixir, abandoned cultivation, there is no cultivation at all!"

"Alas~ The shopkeeper is so arrogant. I've been there several times and never saw him. That young disciple, hey, is clearly a kid in the Qi training period. He doesn't know anything. Or, if he knows, he just talks hard."

The man in gray clothes shook the folding fan in his hand distractedly, thought for a moment, and then added: "I left a jade pendant there specially, and I will go and inquire about it another day."

The man in blue nodded and checked again, confirming that this is really a corpse with an Golden Core stage cultivation level without cultivation, he had even more doubts in his heart, so he had to give up for the time being, and asked instead: "Is there anyone else coming to recognize it?" corpse?"

The frequency of the gray-clothed man shaking the folding fan became faster, and he said in a bad mood: "Everyone is over, and no one knows anyone."

"It's really strange. Such a young Jindan monk shouldn't be an unknown person. However, this person has no signs of practicing, and this body has not been tampered with. Where did he find such a thing? The evil corpse?”

"Who knows? - That voice is clearly that of a child, but there is no trace of spiritual power. It seems that the cultivation base is not inferior to mine."

"Well, I'm afraid where the devil came from, so let's find out first. Jindan stage—forget it, there are many Jindan disciples in the major sects, and it's just that no one recognizes them. Pi was slaughtered, and I have sent someone to investigate. But you, go and see if you can get some corpses with higher cultivation, so it will be easier to investigate."

"You know how to squeeze me. In exchange for this Jindan corpse, I managed to get the Star Stone."

The more the man in gray thought about it, the more his heart ached, so he simply covered his face with a fan, not to look at the nameless corpse that made his heart hurt.

The man in blue laughed lightly, walked over, flipped his hand, and a delicate gold-rimmed mahogany box appeared in his hand: "Just do it for me to make amends for you."

With a straight face, the man in gray clothes took the wooden box, opened it, rolled his eyes, and closed it hard, feeling even more painful: "This thing! That guy is so stingy. I heard he means there is a more powerful corpse, but I don't know him." Are you willing to give it to me? I'm afraid these treasures have to be given away, so you might as well not show them to me! I must be crazy to make this trip for you."

The man in blue coaxed in a soft voice: "You know, my Third Martial Uncle has always been impatient. Master and the others are retreating in seclusion, Yunyou in Yunyou, and the whole sect's business is on me, so I can only count on you."

"It's really interesting. I'm a demon cultivator. Although my cultivation base is not very good, I still run around for you, an orthodox monk. Tsk." The man in gray clothes seemed to think of something, and smiled maliciously, "Your master knows You came to look for me again and allowed me to come and go freely in your sect, I'm afraid you will die of anger, the old man is getting old, you can let them worry less."

"You should worry less, my master is fine."

The man in gray smiled, closed the folding fan, and turned to leave: "By the way, when I cleaned up the corpses, I found that there were some festers on their bodies, but they didn't look like rotting corpses, they seemed to be poisoned. Please have someone take a look."

"Okay, I remember."

(End of this chapter)