From the waste of spiritual roots to the practice of asking the devil

Fatty Duan rolled his eyes and sensed the scattered spiritual sand in the bag. He still couldn't figure out the key to the matter and said impatiently.

"Liu, Duan has to meet Su Zhenzhuan, and I don't have time to fool around with you."

With that said, he glared at Wang Yu fiercely, threw up his sleeves and walked away.

The panic-stricken Manager Liu did not stop him. Instead, he felt that he was very proud. Most of what happened just now was a play to deceive him.

I'm afraid I'm going to ask for credit now.

"Duan Ping!!!"

Manager Liu's bloodshot eyes couldn't help but look at Wang Yu. This spiritual slave looked innocent. This matter really had nothing to do with him.

Think about it.

The only solution for now is to remove those three people from his command. The extra spiritual sand must not be connected with the true successor behind them.

With his ability, he can only suppress it temporarily. If he cannot suppress it, he will have to confess his guilt.

If the other nine true disciples put pressure on the Law Enforcement Hall and ordered them to find out the truth as soon as possible, his face will not be that useful, and then all kinds of shit will be slapped on his head.

The master behind him would at most lose the chance to accept the Nascent Soul inheritance. He is still a direct descendant of the Niling Blood Sect. What he has lost is his life!

Of course, if he trusts his master and waits for him to achieve Nascent Soul, he will still have a chance to turn around.

But he, a qi-training monk, couldn't wait for the time needed in between.

Think about it.

Manager Liu looked at the law enforcement disciples around him and ordered.

"Secure the stone house area, no one is allowed in or out."

"yes!"

Then he left with a solemn expression. Wang Yu was thoughtful and understood Manager Liu's plan.

It’s nothing more than: How much money will it take to pay for this life?

He was originally a demonic monk who valued himself and profit, but now that something unexpected happened, running away was his first choice.

This step is considered a correct bet. Now it depends on whether the Su Zhenzhuan behind Fatty Duan has such vision. As long as the real person who is in seclusion has the reputation of being a deceiver, there is a high probability that he will not have the chance to get the Nascent Soul inheritance.

However, Wang Yu ignored one person.

That is the third manager of Shiwu District——Guanshi Liu.

It is not easy to occupy a place in this money bag.

Only three of the ten true successors have arranged for stewards to come in. To a certain extent, the three of them are the most powerful competitors for the Nascent Soul inheritance.

One of them was walking at the front, already in retreat and starting to form elixirs.

Su Zhenzhuan is the second person.

Who could this third person be?

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Cold Blood Peak, the True Legend Cave Mansion.

Manager Duan knelt on the ground respectfully, and continued to add insult to injury by placing Wang Yu as the culprit. He emphasized many times that he had worked hard and had great achievements, and hoped that Su Zhenchuan could save his life.

But he never thought that Su Zhenzhuan would actually burst into laughter.

"Okay, what a Wang Yu!

“Benzhenzhuan’s subordinates need exactly this kind of talent.

"Duan Ping, pass my order. In three months, Wang Yu will be promoted to an outer disciple of Hanxue Peak. There is no need to hand over the spiritual sand."

Manager Duan was so excited when he heard this that he no longer dared to speak ill of Wang Yu. Following his master's wishes, he simply admitted that he was the murderer of the three spiritual slaves.

Seize the opportunity to grab credit.

Seeing his thoughts, Su Zhenchuan smiled lightly.

"Duan Ping, you are a relative of my mother's clan, and you have been with me for a while. You are very loyal, but you are still a bit lacking in brains.

"Go down and collect three thousand contribution points. This spell will be awarded to Wang Yu."

"yes---"

Manager Duan came here feeling uneasy and left with satisfaction.

Even if he knew that Su Zhenzhuan believed him, he still had prejudice against Wang Yu. He was not notified of this incident in advance, which led him to mistakenly believe that Wang Yu had betrayed him and was being played by a little spiritual slave. How could he endure it? ! !

"Huh, if you win the bet this time, I will help you bear the blame."

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Stone house area, two-story accordion.

"Brother Wang, sit down.

"This is the spiritual tea collected by Duan. Try it."

Wang Yu was calm and composed. Seeing the fat man's ridiculous posture of being arrogant and then respectful, he did not utter a word to ridicule him.

He deeply remembers the truth that power is the foundation of magic. This is an experience gained after suffering a loss, which will last throughout his future life.

"Manager Duan, there is no need to be polite. This incident is very offending.

"Wang Yu just wants to relieve Su Zhenzhuan's worries. I believe that Manager Duan will not blame the boy for being reckless."

"It's okay——"

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Manager Duan narrowed his eyes and said kindly.

"It's just that next time, little brother Wang should also inform me so that I can have a better understanding and cooperate."

"That's the truth. I'll do it next time."

He handed over his hands to apologize and acted casually. Wang Yu remained silent again, adhering to the principle that silence is golden.

In this case, Manager Duan couldn't force him to stay, so he took out a jade slip to pass on the Dharma and handed it to Wang Yu.

"Su Zhenzhuan is very satisfied with what happened this time. This is specially rewarded to you.

"As for the quota of outer disciples, little brother Wang, don't worry, you can get the promised thing in three months at most."

Wang Yu was slightly surprised.

"No need to take back the spirit slaves?"

"No, this matter is still sensitive. When the storm is over, you will be promoted to the outer sect, so there is no need to worry about it anymore."

"Then thank you very much, Manager Duan, for your kind words."

"Easy to say, easy to say——"

Putting the jade slip of the Dharma between his eyebrows, Wang Yu felt solemn after receiving the information inside. This was not only a reward and recognition, but also a warning.

What it contains is the top-grade spell [Ye Hidden Curse].

As the name suggests, it is a technique of concealing one's breath and making no noise. It can also be used to hide one's own cultivation level. This corresponds to Wang Yu's action of killing three people at night.

Top-grade spells correspond to the later stages of Qi training. If this technique can be perfected, it can also be hidden from the breath perception of the foundation-building monks. It can be regarded as the best among first-level spells.

For Wang Yu, it is not something urgently needed.

It was needed before because the spiritual slave's cultivation level cannot be too high, and he will officially become an outer disciple in three months, so the importance of this concealment technique will not be so high.

It is a useless thing for the time being. I will find an opportunity to practice in the future. For now, I still focus on realm and there is no need to adjust the placement column.

After another fuss, Wang Yu stood up and left.

After returning to the small stone house No. 83, everything was troubled. It would take time for the case of the soul slave to hide the sand to be settled. The subsequent development of the incident was not something that he, a little soul slave, was qualified to know.

A month later, a new steward came to the Stone House District.

It was quiet for another two months.

On the 137th day of Wang Yu's career as a spiritual slave, less than half a year had passed. Wang Yu, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, felt a wave of spiritual energy appear all over his body.

The breath suddenly rises, and it is natural to break through the third level of Qi training!

One hundred strands of spiritual power were successfully accumulated in the body.

What he has to do next is to continuously wash and refine these hundred strands of spiritual power, transforming it from a hundred to ten, and the unit also changes from a strand to a dao.

Turn the loose strands of spiritual power into ten spiritual powers of better quality. This completes a spiritual power training and can break through the fourth level of Qi training.

There are two bottlenecks in the entire Qi training realm.