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

"Mr. Chen, it's getting late. The city has been a bit uneasy recently. Let's rest in Hehuan Building tonight and leave early tomorrow morning." Ayao said

It was late at night and it was pitch dark outside.

"Thank you Miss Ayao for your kindness. I have something else to do, so I won't bother you any more."

Song Wen stepped downstairs and soon exited Hehuan Chunxiao Tower.

He did not return to his residence, but went outside Fangshi. It was not until he was hundreds of miles away from Fangshi that he found the foot of a mountain and lowered his escape light.

Holding the storage bag in one hand, he touched his slightly weak waist with the other hand.

The face of a dignified woman flashed through his mind, and Song Wen secretly said:

Women are indeed red and withered. The more beautiful they are, the more dangerous they are.

From now on, stay away from women and the Hehuan Sect, it’s too scary.

After confirming that there was no problem with the spirit stones in the storage bag, he transferred them to the storage ring, and he threw the storage bag into the crevices of the rocks.

Then, mobilize the black hole of spiritual consciousness to swallow up the mark.

After doing all this, Song Wen activated the "Blood Escape Technique" and disappeared.

...

Hehuan Chunxiao Tower, a secret room in the backyard.

Ayao was standing with a bow, and the person opposite her was the dignified woman.

"Master, Mr. Chen has left."

At this time, the dignified woman had returned to her appearance as a fairy and asked.

"Is his surname Chen?"

"The young master said that his name is Chen Feihe, but I don't know if that's his real name."

The dignified woman nodded noncommittally.

Suddenly, her expression became a little surprised.

The mark is gone!

Is he a disciple of some large sect? There is a Nascent Soul monster behind him to help him get rid of the mark?

...

The next day, early morning.

Song Wen, disguised as Yan Feng, walked into Donghuafang City. In the city, he bought some elixirs needed to refine the Xuanqi Pill, as well as some items needed for daily life, and returned to his residence.

Place daily necessities where they should be, pretending to cook and make tea from time to time.

Song Wen quietly dug out a secret room beneath the room.

After setting up the "Qi Condensing Spirit Formation" and the "Nine Palaces Transforming Yin Formation", Song Wen began to try to refine the Xuan Qi Pill.

Since he is pretending to be an alchemist in the late stage of Qi training, he only knows the Blood Qi Pill and the Qi Gathering Pill, which is somewhat unconvincing.

Ten days flew by.

Song Wen, who had failed more than twenty times in a row in refining the Xuanqi Pill, shook his head helplessly.

The ingredients for the Xuanqi Pill in his hand have been exhausted.

The refining of Xuanqi Pill was more difficult than he imagined.

After closing his eyes and adjusting his breath for a moment, Song Wen took out the elixir for refining the 'Blood-Blood Pill'.

His cultivation level has skyrocketed, and his foundation is slightly unstable. It is not suitable to take pills to improve his cultivation level for the time being.

But improving the 'Blood-Blood Pill' cannot be successful in a short time.

Be prepared for a rainy day.

When the cultivation level is stable, then we will develop and improve the violent blood pill, which will be a bit desperate.

In Song Wen's hand, there is still one ordinary Huangjingzhi plant, and the rest are all obtained from the Su family's spiritual field, with a touch of strange and strange vitality.

He first tried using ordinary Huang Jingzhi, smelting the elixir, extracting the medicinal liquid, and fusing various medicinal liquids, and everything went smoothly.

When he was about to start condensing the elixir, the liquid suddenly lost control and its power was lost rapidly.

"Hey! It's like this again."

Song Wen sighed softly.

Taking out a Huang Jingzhi plant obtained from the Su family, Song Wen continued to try.

When he smelted Huang Jingzhi and extracted the medicinal liquid, a touch of life was also extracted.

When he mixed Huang Jingzhi liquid with other auxiliary medicine liquids, there was a bang, and the furnace exploded.

Song Wen was startled, as the furnace exploded during the liquid medicine fusion step, which was beyond his expectation.

Song Wen, who didn't understand the reason, took out another Huang Jingzhi and continued to try.

When the liquid was fused, the furnace exploded again.

Song Wen frowned slightly: This Huang Jingzhi cultivated by the Su family seems not to be suitable for use in alchemy because of its vitality.

"It seems like we need to buy some ordinary Huang Jingzhi."

Two hours later.

Song Wen visited most of the spiritual medicine stores and casual cultivator stalls in the market, but did not buy a single Huangjingzhi plant. Instead, he spent more than a thousand spiritual stones to buy hundreds of medicinal materials for the Xuanqi Pill.

Stepping out of the market, Song Wen headed to the mountain ghost market.

Zishi.

Song Wen walked into the largest elixir store in the ghost market.

"Fellow Taoist, what elixir do you want to buy?" asked a middle-aged male cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training.

"Is there Huang Jingzhi for sale?" Song Wen said.

The middle-aged male cultivator looked around, and when he saw that there was no one else in the store, he lowered his voice and said.

"Fellow Taoist, you have come to the right place. In the entire ghost market, I am the only one that supplies Huang Jingzhi for a long time. How many years of Huang Jingzhi do you need?"

Song Wen did not question what the other party said.

He had just gone to other elixir stores in the ghost market, but none of them had Huang Jingzhi for sale. Instead, he spent 150 spiritual stones to buy a 30-year-old Huang Jingzhi from a casual cultivator who set up a stall. .

This Huang Jingzhi was accidentally encountered by casual cultivators in the wild. It could not be supplied for a long time and could not meet Song Wen's needs.

"As long as it's more than 20 years old, it's fine."

After finishing speaking, Song Wen added, "The more, the better."

The male monk said, "I happen to have five Huangjingzhi plants here, all of which are forty years old."

"How many spirit stones?" Song Wen asked.

"Three hundred spiritual stones per plant." The male cultivator quoted.

Song Wen frowned slightly, "Fellow Taoist, isn't your price a bit expensive?"

Song Wen thought that a more appropriate price should be around two hundred spirit stones.

Hearing this, the male cultivator did not reply, but instead used voice transmission.

"Fellow Taoist, to be honest, the Huang Jingzhi here is purchased from the Beast Control Sect at a high price, and there are only ten plants per month, so the price is naturally not cheap."

Song Wendao said, "Can you let me take a look at Huang Jingzhi? No problem. I want them all."

The male cultivator's eyes lit up, and a jade box more than two feet long appeared in his hand. He opened the jade box a little and handed it to Song Wen.

Song Wen looked up and saw five Huang Jingzhi plants neatly placed in the jade box.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Huang Jingzhi, Song Wen raised his hand, and a pile of spiritual stones appeared out of thin air, suspended in mid-air.

The number of spiritual stones is exactly one thousand five hundred.

The male cultivator hurriedly used his spiritual power to take the spirit stone and put it into the storage bag on his waist.

Song Wen asked after putting away the jade box.

"Fellow Taoist, when will the next batch of Huang Jingzhi arrive? I want them all, at this price."

The male cultivator looked embarrassed, "Fellow Taoist, I'm afraid this won't work. A regular customer has pre-ordered six of the plants. I can provide you with up to four plants per month. Of the five plants I just sold to you, one of them was also sold last month. What’s left.”

Song Wendao said, "When will Huang Jingzhi arrive? I will pick up the goods then."

The friar said, "On the night of the first month of every month."

Song Wen nodded, turned and left the elixir store.

There are only four Huangjingzhi plants every month, which is not enough for Song Wen.

He is exploring the formula of Blood-Blooded Pill, and the demand for Huang Jingzhi is huge. Even if the furnace is opened every two days, fifteen Huang Jingzhi plants will be needed.

However, unable to buy more Huang Jingzhi, Song Wen had no other choice.

Song Wen bought some more medicinal materials for the Beast Brocade Pill and sold a batch of red blood spiritual crystals. After getting 50,000 spiritual stones, he changed his face and walked into the shop selling information.