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

Song Wen felt restless in his heart as he looked at the lovely girl falling from the sky.

The girl has fallen into a coma and has some scratches on her body, but she is not serious.

Due to the friction during the fall, the girl's clothes were torn in many places, exposing her skin with blood stains.

In Song Wen's heart, there seemed to be a slender jade hand teasing him, and a touch of lust quietly crept into his heart, making him feel uneasy and make his blood surge.

Ever since he devoured the blood snake in the Su family, Song Wen felt that his energy was a little too strong, which should be due to the powerful vitality contained in the blood snake.

Often when meditating, my brothers would stand upright because of excessive energy and blood, and they would be forced to interrupt their practice.

Song Wen originally did not take this matter too seriously. The seven emotions and six desires are human nature, and there is no need for those who cultivate immortality to suppress their desires.

He thought that as time went by and the body gradually absorbed the refining vitality, the lust would naturally subside.

In the past, he would be alone in the cave, practicing secret techniques, or refining a scapegoat to distract his attention, and his lust would temporarily subside.

But today, when his energy and blood were at their peak, a disheveled and delicate girl appeared in front of him, which made him unable to control himself, and the evil fire was strong.

...

The middle-aged male cultivator walked down the cave, falling more than twenty feet, and finally came to a large cave. He saw his daughter on the ground of the cave, and he felt calm when he saw that her daughter had just passed out.

Immediately, he noticed that there was an invisible barrier next to his daughter's unconscious body.

When the daughter fell from above, she probably hit the barrier and then fell to the ground. This prevented the daughter from being seriously injured.

The middle-aged male cultivator suddenly felt uneasy. This barrier was obviously a defensive barrier for the formation. He and his daughter must have accidentally intruded into the secluded place of a certain senior master.

However, this place is lacking in spiritual energy and is remote and desolate. What kind of expert would choose to retreat here?

I am afraid that only those shameless evil spirits and heretics would retreat to this desolate place.

The middle-aged male cultivator suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

If he had come this far alone, he would have died, no big deal.

But her young daughter is also here, so she can't let her fall into the hands of a demon. Otherwise, I don’t know what kind of inhuman treatment my daughter will receive.

He could only pray, hoping that the appearance of their father and daughter would not disturb the demons in seclusion, and that they would still have a chance to escape quietly.

Without hesitation for a moment, he flew forward, grabbed his unconscious daughter, and fled toward the exit above.

Suddenly, the formation barrier opened, and an invisible figure, as if shrouded in black mist, slowly walked out.

The strange figure that suddenly walked out made the middle-aged monk dare not move, his body stiffened in place. A wave of fear enveloped his heart, and his back was instantly wet with cold sweat.

I saw that the man raised his hand and waved, and the formation barrier suddenly disappeared, turning into several streams of light and falling into the man's hands, and then the man disappeared without a trace.

From beginning to end, the man never looked at their father and daughter.

The middle-aged monk suddenly became weak and collapsed to the ground.

Although the man didn't say a word or show any hostility, he felt inexplicably depressed and panicked inside.

After a moment, the middle-aged monk, who had regained his composure, picked up his daughter and swept towards the hole above.

He did not dare to stay in this cave for a moment longer.

...

Song Wen left the cave and flew to Donghuafang City.

Since his passion was hard to suppress, he decided to follow his heart.

When he was in seclusion in the cave, he placed six Holy Armor Gu on guard around him. It may be because the cultivation level of the medicine-gathering father and daughter was too low, and the Holy Armor Gu believed that they could not pose any threat to Song Wen. This He did not expel the two of them, nor did he warn Song Wen.

Half a day later, Song Wen, disguised as a strong male cultivator in his thirties, appeared in the alley where he lived before.

He went straight to Zhao Dapeng's courtyard and knocked on the door.

Song Wen plans to rent a yard.

On the way to Zhao Dapeng's yard, he passed by the yard where Song Wen lived before. That yard had been rented out because the rent had expired.

Even if the courtyard is still empty, Song Wen does not intend to continue living in that courtyard.

After a while, Zhao Dapeng opened the courtyard door.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhao Dapeng's voice was a little impatient.

"Hello, Manager Zhao, I am a new casual cultivator and want to rent a courtyard in this alley."

While speaking, Song Wen took the opportunity to look into the courtyard, feeling slightly disappointed that he did not see Zhao Dapeng's younger brother, the rat-eyed man.

Where did the rat-eyed man go?

Could it be that raising the corpse failed and that all traces of the corpse were destroyed?

With such doubts, Song Wen's spiritual sense reached out and he instantly took a thorough look at Zhao Dapeng's yard.

In Zhao Dapeng's yard, there is an underground secret room in which the rat-eyed man is locked.

What surprised Song Wen was that the rat-eyed man was not dead yet.

However, the rat-eyed man had been tortured by the corpse energy until he lost his human form, and looked extremely horrifying.

The whole body is boney, with the skin clinging to the bones like a transparent film. The limbs are twisted and stretched out like a spider, barely supporting the body, and from time to time, unexplained whining sounds are made from the mouth.

I don’t know what method Zhao Dapeng used. The rat-eyed man’s body had been completely eroded by the corpse energy, but there was always a trace of life in his body and it did not dissipate.

This turned the rat-eyed man into a ghost with neither a human nor a corpse.

Song Wen took a deep look at Zhao Dapeng, with surprise in his eyes.

How did Zhao Dapeng do it, so that a person with no cultivation can have corpse energy and vitality at the same time for a long time, and keep his body from collapsing.

As a corpse path monk in the foundation building stage, he thought that it would be difficult for him to do this.

Zhao Dapeng glanced at Song Wen and said.

"Recently, a large number of casual cultivators have arrived in the city, and many of them are hidden among them. They have seriously disrupted the order of the city. If there is no guarantee from someone familiar, not everyone in my alley will Live there. What’s your name, what’s your level of cultivation, can anyone vouch for you?”

A smile appeared on Song Wen's face, "Don't blame me, Manager Zhao, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Yan Feng, I am an alchemist at the eighth level of Qi training."

While talking, Song Wen thrust a jade bottle into Zhao Dapeng's hand, which contained five Xuanqi pills worth about fifty spiritual stones.

Zhao Dapeng put away the jade bottle with understanding, a knowing smile on his face.

"Since you are an alchemist and presumably not a criminal, there is no need to find someone to vouch for it. There is only one empty courtyard in this alley, the one opposite, and the rent is ten spirit stones per month."

Song Wen turned his palm, took out thirty spiritual stones, and handed them to Zhao Dapeng.

"We will be neighbors from now on. Please take care of me, Manager Zhao."

After accepting Song Wen's benefits, Zhao Dapeng was in a good mood.

"Easy to say."

(Spoiler alert, there is a rather explosive plot in the next two chapters, some of which you will not be able to accept)