From raising corpses to creating a Zuodao Immortal

Tianyin City.

A county town with a population of 70,000 to 80,000.

There are many pedestrians coming and going, with a calm and market atmosphere that is not found in the world of immortal cultivation, which makes Wen Jiu feel more real.

Mortals work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

There are small vendors.

There are hawking.

There are children playing on the streets.

There are also people performing art and juggling on the street.

Soon.

Wen Jiu came to the North City according to the information recorded by the Three Evils Corpse Raising Method.

There are many gambling dens, brothels and gray industries in the North City. When Wen Jiu stepped into it, he felt that someone was watching him in the dark.

After a quick scan of his spiritual sense, Wen Jiu knew that it was just a mortal, so he didn't bother to pay attention, but turned and entered an empty alley. When he first walked in, there was no movement at all, but the deeper he went into the alley, the wider it became, and soon he could see the left-handed cultivators coming and going.

There were ghost cultivators, corpse raisers, evil cultivators, etc., who often passed by Wen Jiu. The strange and evil aura that permeated their bodies was much more sinister than the left-handed cultivators in the sect.

Compared with him, the left-handed cultivators in the sect were not left-handed at all, because the left-handed cultivators in the sect were only superficial.

Soon.

Wen Jiu ran into a middle-aged left-handed cultivator who was at the first level of Qi training. Although he was only at the first level of Qi training, he was extremely deadly.

Obviously.

He killed a lot of people.

The deadly aura was lingering.

Wen Jiu immediately stopped him and said in a cold tone, "Daoyou, how many spirit stones do you need to lead me to the trading place?"

The middle-aged left-handed cultivator looked at Wen Jiu, a little wary, and took two steps back. Even without any movement, there was a murderous intent in his eyes. When his consciousness probed the black zombie, the vigilance in his eyes disappeared a little.

"Ten!"

The middle-aged left-handed cultivator opened his mouth loudly.

Wen Jiu's face condensed, and he said unhappily: "One!"

"No, one is too little."

The middle-aged Zuo Dao cultivator shook his head hurriedly.

Wen Jiu was too lazy to talk nonsense, and didn't want to add a single spiritual sand. Since he had to pretend to be a real Zuo Dao demon, how could he be so easy to talk to, "Forget it if you don't want it... If you don't want it, others will."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The middle-aged Zuo Dao cultivator saw Wen Jiu was leaving and hurried forward.

Wen Jiu didn't waste any words, took out a low-grade spiritual stone and threw it over.

The middle-aged Zuo Dao cultivator saw this, smiled grimly and took it, and then took Wen Jiu to the depths of the alley. Wen Jiu always used his spiritual sense to pay attention to the surroundings, beware of sneak attacks, and could use blood corpse escape at any time.

Soon.

Wen Jiu was brought to a black wall.

"Go in." After speaking, the Zuo Dao cultivator of Qi training level 1 took out a wooden token and stepped into the black wall.

Four words immediately flashed in Wen Jiu's mind-covering formation.

One step later.

The world in front of him suddenly changed.

Behind the wall was a market, an underground market.

All the people coming and going were left-handed cultivators. As soon as he entered the door, Wen Jiu saw that there were actually many young women locked in cages as commodities, allowing others to pick them like commodities, including mortals and casual cultivators.

Wen Jiu just glanced at them and retracted his gaze. His understanding of left-handed cultivators became clearer.

"Hey, take this black street order, and you can come and go as you please in the future." The middle-aged left-handed cultivator threw the black wood spirit tablet in his hand.

After Wen Jiu caught it, he scanned it carefully with his spiritual sense, and after confirming that there was no problem, he put it away.

After the middle-aged left-handed cultivator left, Wen Jiu continued to walk along the underground market, and then found that there were many stalls selling people.

There were family cultivators.

There were even toddlers and newborn babies.

"No wonder it's hidden."

"If it's not hidden in the mortal city, it will be destroyed by the disciples of the Dead Peak in no time."

Wen Jiu retracted his gaze.

He didn't want to care about this kind of thing.

He couldn't care.

Continuing forward, Wen Jiu saw many stalls selling rare treasures. The stall owners were not normal. Even though he had been in the dead corpse for so long, Wen Jiu was scared by their stares.

After searching around, Wen Jiu saw a stall with something that looked like blood evil crystal and heavenly evil water.

The stall owner was a scarred old monk, lying on the side, and a half-dressed ghost was constantly massaging his shoulders.

Seeing Wen Jiu coming, the scarred old monk narrowed his white eyes, and the voice of inquiry was like a lot of fine sand rubbing against each other.

"My friend, what do you want?"

Wen Jiu looked at the Blood Evil Crystal and Heavenly Evil Water, carefully feeling its aura, and then said: "I want Blood Evil Crystal and Heavenly Evil Water."

"Blood Evil Crystal, twenty, Heavenly Evil Water... a pot of fifty." The scarred old monk opened his mouth.

Wen Jiu turned around and left.

He was too lazy to say a word.

The scarred old monk smiled and quickly stood up and called, "Daoyou, didn't you tell me earlier when you came for the first time? Blood Evil Crystal eleven, Heavenly Evil Water a pot of twenty. There is a discount for large quantities of Heavenly Evil Water, but it must be at least five grades."

Hearing the scarred old monk finally say the normal price, Wen Jiu turned around, "Blood Evil Crystal, ten pieces for sale?"

"Ten pieces, can't be sold... You know, the Blood Evil Abyss is very fierce recently, and Blood Evil Crystal is not easy to get." The scarred old monk shook his head.

Wen Jiu glanced at the five Blood Evil Crystals and six pots of Heavenly Evil Water on the stall, "I want both the Blood Evil Crystals and Heavenly Evil Water."

"Fifty-five... one hundred and twenty... one hundred and seventy will do." The scarred old monk said.

Wen Jiu carefully used his spiritual sense to probe again, and after confirming that there was no problem, he put it into the storage bag and took out 170 low-grade spirit stones, and then asked: "What happened to the Blood Evil Abyss recently?"

"It seems that you shouldn't have been there recently... It's better not to go, so as not to meet those bastards. I don't know what the people in the Blood Clothes Building are doing in there, making the demons in the Blood Evil Abyss particularly irritable."

The scarred old monk spoke angrily.

Wen Jiu didn't continue to ask, but continued to stare at the stall of the scarred old monk and bought a few more natural treasures.

It cost more than 80 low-grade spirit stones.

They were all natural treasures needed to build the corpse coffin.

Following that, Wen Jiu turned around a few more times, and to his surprise, he actually gathered the materials needed to build the corpse coffin while turning around.

As expected.

The things needed for Zuodao cultivation still have to be bought faster from Zuodao monks.

It seems that this Tianyin City will come more often in the future.

However

Just as he was about to go out.

Wen Jiu found that he was being watched again.

He had left Tianyin City, but the other party was still following him.

Wen Jiu wanted to perform the Blood Corpse Escape directly, but he suddenly received a telepathic message from Mu Canglong.

"Boy, keep going and lead him out of the city!"

Wen Jiu was stunned.

Deacon Mu was actually here.

That's right.

If you want to check the Blood Clothes Building, this trading place is probably the best place.

Others don't know the location of this trading place, but how can the descendants of the creator of the Yinzhou Corpse Raising Method not know?

So, Wen Jiu continued to walk out of the city. After walking out of the city for about ten miles, the robbery cultivator who had been following him suddenly appeared - it was the scarred old cultivator.

As soon as he appeared, the scarred old cultivator came on a ghost.

He laughed sinisterly.

It seemed that he had Wen Jiu in his grasp.

At this time, Mu Canglong, Liu Xiao and others suddenly rushed out of the dense forest on their swords, and threw more than a dozen talismans directly, which not only dispersed the ghost directly, but also knocked the scarred old monk unconscious.

Everything happened in an instant.

After the problem was solved, Mu Canglong immediately flew away with the scarred old monk and Wen Jiu, and flew ten miles in one breath before stopping.

"Brother Liu, Deacon Mu!"

After stopping, Wen Jiu immediately saluted.

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