Chapter 410 Squeezing through the layers
“Tianyuan Musheng Pill? Where can I find it?”
Yi Tingsheng looked slightly anxious, while Zuo Qiuyun was much calmer.
She wanted to recover from the physical trauma, but in her opinion, it was just an appearance.
“All I know is the Nianyu Sect.”
"Ah? There... that place requires a lot of spiritual stones to exchange, but I don't have that much money..."
"It doesn't matter, let's talk about the physical matters later." Zuo Qiuyun sat cross-legged , begin to heal.
Yi Tingsheng scratched his head at the side, not knowing what to do now? He had known each other for less than a year and a half, and they were both casual cultivators without any sect. Naturally, they had no family to care for them. After encountering the turmoil in the Eight Hundred Corpse Demon Ridge, they had no choice but to lose several friends.
After all, the person with the least status in this world of cultivation is the casual cultivator.
The number is probably the largest.
"Hey... How about going to Brother Chen? Maybe he can do something?"
...
Beyond the rift.
A large number of mummies shook their bodies and wandered aimlessly on the green land.
The scorching sun scorched their bodies, causing the already dry skin and flesh to peel and crackle, and from time to time there was a peculiar smell of burning.
They have no intelligence, but their desire for life drives them to always move in the direction of the crowd.
Above the mummy, there are groups of spiritual souls floating. They are transparent, and from a distance they look like circles of light water ripples rippling in the air.
When they broke through the shackles and came to the cultivation continent, everything became novel.
After the mummies and living souls, there are also a small number of alienated monsters. Different from the monsters in the Cultivation Continent, their bodies are filled with alien spiritual energy. They are equally powerful but lack intelligence.
Groups of mummies, living souls, and monsters wandered around for several days, and finally human traces were found among the high mountains.
They swarmed up like a plague of insects and rushed into the long corridors and dark mines.
When they came out again, these corpses had become more rounded, and their deeply concave cheeks also had a light layer of white frost.
As for the mine?
The corpses were lying in pieces after their flesh and blood had been sucked clean.
Perhaps, this is a comforting thing for the miners who have never seen the sky all day long.
News of the accident in the mine spread like wildfire and soon reached Beiyue City.
The major immortal sects are stuck in their own ways and rarely interfere with the affairs of casual cultivators. In addition, the mine is the property of Beiyue City, so this matter can only be dealt with by the three major families.
Wei Hongyi, Wu Shuang, and Nie Yuanzhi looked solemn, and no one was sitting at the round table in the center of the hall.
"Hongyi, did you say that someone saw a large number of withered dead people in the wasteland?"
Wei Hongyi is still dressed in red, and in recent years, her attention has also been on On top of practicing, I also worry a lot about my son and daughter.
If the family business had not suffered heavy losses one after another, these two people would not have been summoned to discuss the matter.
"Yes! And I have reason to suspect that those undead people are likely to come from the Eight Hundred Demonic Corpse Ridge!"
"The Eight Hundred Demonic Corpse Ridge?" Wu Shuang couldn't help but frown.
Even if the monks in Beiyue City don't know this place, they have heard about it to some extent.
As the location and base camp of the Demonic Cultivator, few monks go there. After all, the alien spiritual energy there will swallow up one's own spiritual power when it enters the body. Gradually, there will be a regression in the realm, and there is even the possibility of turning into a Demonic Cultivator!
Every hundred years, the generals will organize monks to clean the entrance to the fissure, but in thousands of years, there has never been a heard of a mummy and a living soul coming out of the Eight Hundred Demon Ridge!
Nie Yuanzhi looked at the other two people with similar expressions on their faces.
He thought for a moment and said: "I'm afraid something big will happen if the dead cross the border!" "What to do now? Send people to suppress it?" Wei Hongyi was a little impatient. Beiyue City covers an area of thousands of miles. , there are countless mines, large and small.
If they are taken away one by one like this, they will definitely suffer heavy losses.
"I think it's okay." Wu Shuang nodded and agreed with this point of view.
No matter what the situation is, suppress it first before the loss reaches the maximum!
However, Nie Yuanzhi frowned, shook his head and said: "No, no!"
"Are we just letting them go like this?"
"No."
Wei Hongyi licked her bright red lips and asked: "What do you want?"
"A reward!"
"A reward?"
"Yes! If the problem can be solved with spirit stones, don't take risks first!" Nie Yuanzhi explained, "At present, we have no way of knowing what happened in the Eight Hundred Corpse Demon Ridge, and we also don't know the reasons behind why the dead people crossed the border. , In this case, if you rush to suppress it, you will easily suffer heavy losses due to carelessness."
"What do you mean? Let the casual cultivators in the outer city go."
Facing Wu Shuang's doubts, Nie Yuanzhi continued: "Yes, how many monks do the three major families have? It's only ten thousand in total, but how many people are there in Beiyue City? That's a hundred thousand. In this case, how can Can our people take risks?"
Wei Hongyi nodded with deep understanding.
Soon, the other two family heads were convinced by Nie Yuanzhi's point of view.
The three of them finalized some details, such as how to issue a reward, how to identify authenticity, how much the reward should be controlled, etc. After the discussion, Nie Yuanzhi personally wrote a letter that was about to sweep the entire Beiyue City and beyond. The reward orders for the major immortal sects have finally been issued.
Of course, the three major families did not dare to pay too generously at this time.
But it’s enough to make some casual cultivators ready to take action!
In just a few days, many monks completed registration at major taverns and inns, and even started heading north together.
They were very interested, just for one or two spiritual stones.
But who knows what kind of ending awaits them?
The bounty has caused an uproar in Beiyue City.
The Taiyang District is no exception.
As Yu Qiqi’s partner and accomplice in deception, Zhao Yu also found him at this moment.
Let’s get straight to the point: find a way to make a fortune from these moneyless casual cultivators.
"Lao Yu, now the Qi-Rejuvenating Pill has been fired up again. I heard that you have a good relationship with the Nie family. How about getting a batch from them? Then sell it to the casual cultivators at a high price?"
Nowadays Yu Qiqi naturally looks down on those three melons and two dates.
He also has several Yuan Yang Pills in his pocket, one of which is worth countless Qi Restoration Pills.
How much can you earn from that small price difference?
It is better to let him learn from the old turtle and flatter Chen Mo and get more rewards!
Although, he was not embarrassed to mention the identity of the founding disciple of Motai Mountain at all...
"I have been in retreat recently, and I really can't get away." Yu Qiqi refused. It's quite euphemistic.
After all, in his opinion, he and the other party are no longer on the same page!
Zhao Yu was a little angry, but there was nothing he could do.
Obviously, Yu Qiqi just doesn’t want to make a fortune with him!
"Bah! Good for you! Has the pheasant turned into a phoenix?" After he left, he cursed, "No! I will risk my life too."
That day, Zhao Yu I also came to the tavern in Taiyang District and wrote down his name.
(End of this chapter)