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

Thinking of the grief, Zhu Mei hugged her son and began to cry loudly.

Three days ago, her son happened to be ten years old. Relying on the influence of her husband, she took her son to the law enforcement team of Fang City to test the child's spiritual root.

Leave with hope and return with despair.

The child's spiritual roots were extremely poor, barely squeezing into the first-grade spiritual root category. With such poor spiritual roots, he was not even qualified to be a handyman disciple of the Beast Control Sect, and his path to immortality was basically cut off.

Thinking of being forced to leave her home where she had lived for more than ten years, taking her frail young son with her, traveling thousands of miles across mountains and rivers, surrounded by dangers along the way, to live in the ordinary world, Zhu Mei was filled with sadness, and she cried even more sadly.

"You'd better be sensible and move out by yourself. If you're still here at noon tomorrow, don't blame me for being violent."

After saying that, Zhao Dapeng walked away.

The reason why he dared to come today and drive away Zhu Mei's family was because he knew the spiritual root test results of Zhu Mei's children.

A woman who is nearly forty years old and at the third level of qi training, and a child with a first-level spiritual root, cannot achieve anything great. Even among casual cultivators, she is the weakest being and is destined to be squeezed and bullied.

Seeing Zhao Dapeng leaving, a kind-hearted neighbor immediately stepped forward to help Zhu Mei and send the mother and son back home.

"Hmph! This Zhao Dapeng is so inhuman."

Sun Ru was furious, cursed in a low voice, and walked towards her courtyard.

Seeing that there was nothing to watch, the people around dispersed one after another. From time to time, they cursed Zhao Dapeng and expressed pity for Zhu Mei's mother and son.

But they only dared to say these words behind Zhao Dapeng's back. When Zhao Dapeng was there, no one spoke up for Zhu Mei's mother and son.

Even Sun Ru, who was still young, did not rush into Zhao Dapeng rashly.

It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door!

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Song Wen returned to the room and tried to make alchemy again.

A few hours later, Song Wen, who had wasted all the remaining nine spiritual materials, felt gloomy in his heart. He sighed deeply, cleaned up the room full of fire, and walked into the courtyard.

The "Longevity Skill" progressed slowly, and the Blood Qi Pill could not be refined for a while, which made him miss his days in the Corpse Demon Sect and the feeling of rapid advancement in cultivation and growing strength.

No wonder there are so many righteous monks who cannot bear the loneliness of hard work day after day and the slow torment of improving their realm, and fall into the devil's path.

At this time, it was already late at night.

The night sky was as quiet as an ink painting, and everything seemed so quiet.

Suddenly,

A wave of spiritual power came from Sun Daxiong's house next door, breaking the silence of the night.

A silvery light surrounded by electric arcs flew out from Sun Daxiong's courtyard, soared into the sky, flew high into the sky, and finally exhausted its spiritual power and dissipated hundreds of meters in the sky.

Song Wen narrowed his eyes, this was thunder in the palm of his hand!

With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he knew that Sun Ru had successfully cultivated the palm thunder.

At this time, she was jumping happily in the yard. She was inexperienced in the world, dancing like a child, but she did not dare to scream loudly for fear of disturbing the neighbors' dreams and practice.

Song Wen took back his spiritual consciousness. He had no habit of spying on his neighbors.

He turned back to the house and started practicing. If a teenage girl worked so hard, what right did he have to slack off.

The progress of cultivation can be slower. Anyway, he has plenty of time now.

The next day.

Song Wen, who was practicing, was once again disturbed by Ai Kun's knock on the door.

Opening the courtyard door, Song Wen said angrily.

"Senior Ai, if you don't draw the talismans well at home, what are you doing here? The Beast Control Sect wants you to hand in a hundred talismans every ten days."

Ai Kun walked straight to the courtyard without anyone noticing, sat down on a chair, and then said.

"I'm here to help you. I have to draw ten talisman seals for the Beast Control Sect every day, and they must all be middle-grade or above. My old arms and legs can't stand it."

Song Wendao said, "I can't help you. You know, I only know one flying talisman for middle-grade talisman seals, and the success rate is only a pitiful 50%. With my spiritual power and mental power at the fourth level of qi training, I can do it every day." It would be good to draw four of them, and I would also like to earn some meager spiritual stones for my daily use."

"Just work harder every day, spend an extra hour on drawing the talisman, and help me draw two flying talismans. It will be a pity for me, an old man."

"No, that will shorten my training time. Besides, you are old. Every time you go to the fence, you are more energetic than young people."

The two were bargaining in the courtyard when suddenly there was a fierce knock on the door at the widow's house next door.

"Zhu Mei, pay the rent or not. Get out if you don't pay the rent. Don't think that I can't do anything to you if you hide in the yard."

It was Zhao Dapeng who came to drive away orphans and widows again.

Behind Zhao Dapeng was a thief-like, silly man. The man was submissive, like a child in a new environment, a little scared.

The rat-eyed man was half hidden behind Zhao Dapeng, but his eyes were peeking through the crack in the door into the courtyard.

He is Zhao Dapeng's younger brother. His brother promised last night that he would take him to his mother-in-law today, a mother-in-law who can sleep with him.

My brother said that although the woman was a little older, she was still pretty and had a yard.

It is a good thing that benefits both people and money.

"Squeak!"

The courtyard door was opened from inside.

Zhu Mei looked cold and stared at the two people outside the door with stern eyes. She was completely different from the crying and overwhelmed woman yesterday.

I really don't know what kind of mental journey she went through that night. In just one night, her temperament changed drastically, as if she was completely transformed.

Seeing Zhu Mei come out, Zhao Dapeng's face became more violent.

"Zhu Mei, have you decided whether to pay the rent or get out?"

"If you can't pay the rent and don't want to move out, it's not impossible. If you marry my brother, we will be relatives from now on. As long as I, Zhao Dapeng, live one day, you will never need to pay the rent."

While speaking, Zhao Dapeng pulled the rat-eyed man behind him in front of him and pushed him in front of Zhu Mei.

It turns out that this is his real purpose.

They were two brothers who lost their parents when they were young. They depended on each other and managed to survive.

Later, they both embarked on the path of spiritual practice and supported each other.

But two years ago, during a fight with others, his younger brother was seriously injured in order to protect him. Not only did he lose all his cultivation, but his brain was also damaged and he became less intelligent.

Zhao Dapeng, who felt guilty, wanted to raise his younger brother until the day he died, so that he could live up to his years of brotherly love.

But although my younger brother is not very smart, he still has the desires of a normal man. Especially since he is not smart, he has almost lost control of his desires.

Sometimes when I saw a pretty female nun on the street, I wanted to do something to her. I was almost beaten to death several times.

After Zhu Mei became a widow and had no one to rely on, Zhao Dapeng began to think about it.

Since the younger brother has needs, he should find a woman to solve them for him. This is the scene where Zhao Dapeng forces Zhu Mei to pay rent.

Zhao Dapeng knew that it was absolutely impossible for Zhu Mei to leave Fangshi with a ten-year-old child.

The steep mountains and dangerous areas outside Fangshi, the monsters that may be encountered at any time on the road, and the ferocious Jie cultivators hiding in the dark. These unknown dangers trapped the orphan and widowed mother in this Fangshi. Even those who wanted to It has become a luxury to live a mundane life.