Mythological origin

Chapter 19 Yingchun Hall

"This is the formation center of the back mountain."

Scanning the jade slip with her divine sense, she confirmed that this was the Yang formula she had been thinking about day and night, and then readily handed over the control of Houshan.

As long as she can get the Yang Jue, a Jindan cultivator with a long lifespan can create another Yin Yang sect anywhere.

Moreover, his stagnant cultivation base for a long time also has the opportunity to move forward again, without having to be stuck in the early stage of Jindan and not being able to make an inch, and have been in the embarrassing situation of being almost the weakest at the same level for a long time.

But before leaving, she still wanted to satisfy her curiosity.

What does that person want?
She knew that the ruthless monks were extremely purposeful, and all their actions would be dominated by their own interests.

It's just that such a third-rate Jindan sect, which is all supported by itself, doesn't have any inherited treasures. Mu Ziqing really doesn't know what is worth exchanging with the other party.

"Could it be those who are expected to have people he needs?"

However, those who can act as positive materials are mortals who have been checked and have no spiritual roots at all.

How much relationship can a late Jindan cultivator have with a mortal...

According to the normal speed of the world of cultivating immortals, it will take at least a hundred years to cultivate to the late stage of Jindan.

A golden core monk who is one or two hundred years old and a mortal who is ten or twenty years old are descendants of four or five generations, how much affection can there be.

……

Back Mountain.

A large number of strong and strong men are wearing only a pair of shorts, sweating in the warm winter sun.

This is the exercise task that the "Yang materials" who are raised in the Yin Yang sect must complete every day.

Only with a reasonable intensity of exercise and adequate nutrition can one persist for a long time under the endless nourishment of the Yin-Yang sect.

Both members of the Yin-Yang sect and Yang Liu himself fully agree with this point.

Hungry, skinny, and weak refugees are not at all to the taste of the Immortal Masters of the Yin Yang Sect.

The meals I eat are naturally good in color, fragrance and taste.

From the thick dark circles on the faces of some men, the faint welts on their bodies, and the occasional trembling thighs, it can be seen that their life is not as easy as imagined.

"number 9527."

"To!"

"Go to the No. 3 wing of the Yingchun Palace, and the fairy master called your name."

"Yes!"

In fact, not only at night, but anytime, anywhere, they are at risk of being taken away for nourishment, as long as the fairy masters of the Yin Yang Sect need it.

It's just that the Yin Yang sect's habit is still to practice at night.

……

When Bai Mo and Mu Ziqing came to the Yingchun Hall, they happened to meet a lump of yang material that had just been harvested, looked unconscious, had only half life left, and was still fainting by the corridor of the hall.

It was a young man with disheveled clothes and a pale face.

From time to time, people passing by leaning on the wall to leave, but no kind-hearted person came to give him a hand.

After all, they were also exhausted, even walking staggeringly, and standing unsteadily.

What's more, there are too many positives who died in this hall long ago, they are all numb to see it, and they know in their hearts that this will also be their own end.

The decadent and numb supporters and the high or low voices around them filled the hall with a strange sense of conflict.

It seems that some kind of aromatherapy is burning non-stop in the hall all day long, and those who step into it will easily get lost in the intoxicating aroma.

Not only that, some kind of soft music is also constantly provoking in the hall, resonating with the hidden formation in the Yingchun Hall.

Several effects are superimposed, and even the monks in the foundation period may not be able to control them.

The faces of Mo Fengwu and other women who followed Bai Mo to the Palace of Yingchun were involuntarily flushed.

Mu Ziqing, who is a Golden Core cultivator, doesn't care about these things.

……

"Come here! Clean up this pile of waste, so as not to stain the eyes of the distinguished guests."

Mu Ziqing frowned slightly when he saw the man in the masculine clothes who collapsed beside a pillar.

Usually the cleaning team is still very nimble, and the Yang material that has been harvested to death can usually be cleaned away within half a quarter of an hour.

For some reason today, the cleanup was a little slower.

Although monks basically would not hurt mortal dead things, but in front of a male cultivator, using the method of harvesting yang and nourishing yin to suck a male mortal to death is not something that makes people feel comfortable.

"Hmph, Yang material? If I, Lin Fan, can escape alive, I swear, one day I will destroy your Yin Yang sect, and then dig out the hearts, liver, spleen and lungs of you witches to see if it is black or not!" what kind."

Still motionless, No. 9527 Lin Fan, who was pretending to be dizzy, squinted his eyes slightly. His eyes were full of flames of hatred, but he carefully concealed them.

It's just that he has been tossed so badly just now. He met a fairy master who has a serious tendency to abuse, and he is a happy fireball and a wire whisk.

After being tortured in hell for more than an hour, not only was his physical strength and essence drained, but his whole body was so painful that he couldn't get up.

If it hadn't been for a few incense sticks, a ghost-like girl suddenly appeared and hung a jade lock on his chest. After repairing, he had long been killed on the spot like many seniors who were spoiled by teasing.

It is also miraculous to say that this ghost girl came and went without a trace. When Lin Fan wanted to look for her figure again, there was nothing else except the jade lock hanging around his neck. Crane's back.

……

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Two tall women with big arms and round waists and eight feet tall ran out from a corner of the shadow and walked towards No. 9527, which looked like a puddle of mud.

Just now they saw no one around, so they hid aside to rest and touch fish, thinking that it would be okay to clean up slowly, but they didn't expect the suzerain to come suddenly.

They are also familiar with cleaning up the scene. On average, in ten and a half months, the fairy masters of the Yingchun Palace have to kill a few of the yang material who go in to serve.

Especially a few of them are particularly exciting to play, and people die almost every time.

According to the Yin-Yang sect's sect rules, if you play with a yang material raised in the gate of death, you need to pay ten contribution points, which is equivalent to a month's monthly payment for a Qi refining cultivator in the sect...

Immortal cultivators have never been mortals, and this is even more true for demon sects such as the Yin Yang Sect. They are only part of the sect's property.

"A man? Still standing in the upper position of the Yin-Yang Sect's suzerain?" Lin Fan discovered this matter with difficulty with his swollen eyes.

That white-clothed boy undoubtedly had a man's face.

It's a pity that his drowsy brain couldn't support him to think too much, Lin Fan quickly closed his eyes completely, ready to play dead, and let two healthy women carry him away.

There is a mass burial mound near the Yinyang sect, which is specially used to bury all kinds of mortals who died in the sect. As long as they can pretend to be dead to deceive the buryer, they will have a chance to escape.

(End of this chapter)