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When Yang Zhao listened to Lu Sheng talk about Tianfu's past, a doubt flashed in his mind and he couldn't help but ask.

"There are too many dead souls in the Thousand Towns Tower, right? Is it because Tianfu has been fighting in the past few years and new souls are pouring in, or is it because one evil soul can survive in the tower for a long time?"

Otherwise, how could there still be thousands of evil spirits gambling in the tower?
Could it be that time is particularly merciful to the evil spirits in Qianzhen Tower?
"It's not what Fellow Daoist Yang thinks. It's okay to maintain Tianfu now, so there's no need to think about a large-scale campaign. Of course, Qianzhen Tower is not that kind."

"The reason why there are thousands of evil souls crowded in the tower is that the imperial court will regularly lend the tower for use. When the time comes, the body will return to the imperial court, and the soul will be kept to nourish the Qianzhen Tower."

Everyone who heard Yang Zhao was a little surprised: "Can the master's magic weapon be lent out?"

Lu Sheng chuckled: "Why can't Tianfu now be different from Tianfu before. Tianfu is the biggest beneficiary of this business."

Yang Zhao was not a fool, so she naturally understood what he said.

For a Tianfu that was in decline, lending out the Visa Tower not only helped build a good relationship with the court and found a good backer for oneself, but also allowed the evil spirits to nourish the Qianzhen Tower without having to pay casualties. This business was indeed good.

"So Qianzhen Tower can be borrowed?" Yang Zhao added an accent on the word "foreign".

Lu Sheng took a deep look at Yang Zhao.

"Yes, as long as the price is right, Tianfu will borrow it."

Yang Zhao nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Lu Sheng with a smile.

"Friend Lusheng, thank you for clearing up my confusion."

"What's there to thank you for? This is old news from the past. Fellow Taoist people can tell you just by asking someone. Since I can meet you two in the vast ocean, it's a great fate. Just chatting for a few words is really a big deal. No thanks."

What Lu Sheng said was extremely modest, but how could Yang Zhao believe that the meeting between the two parties was a coincidence.

But seeing that the other party had no intention of saying anything further, Yang Zhao stopped asking further.

Before leaving, the two people added each other's messenger weapon.

Yang Zhao stood at the end of the clouds and looked back at the group of blackbirds circling on the sea, the doubts in his heart getting deeper and deeper.

"Master, why is this Lu Sheng chasing after you?"

When Yang Zhao and the others left, Lu Shengke was watching eagerly behind them.

The reason why he could run in front of them and have a chance encounter now was because Shen Ruoyu flew slowly at first because he was waiting for others, but more importantly, Lu Sheng must have led his clan birds to chase after them.

But catching up is catching up, and it is also a problem for Shen Ruoyu to let the other party chatter to him about Tianfu gossip.

"I asked you to communicate with him. Of course I have no brain now and my memory is indeed not very good. That little bird remembers everything."

Shen Ruoyu stood on top of the clouds, his clothes fluttering slightly, and he looked quite like an immortal.

"Master, you have great magical powers and far-reaching intentions. You must have other intentions in this matter. You also know that I am dull and my brain has never been able to turn around. Please give me some pointers."

Shen Ruoyu smiled: "Do you know why there is spiritual water in the tomb that can help people form elixirs?"

Yang Zhaowo didn't turn around for a moment, and was stunned for a moment. The first sentence was still "Lusheng", but the second sentence turned to "Heavenly Tomb"?
"I remember you said that the origin of the spiritual water is unknown."

Shen Ruoyu looked ahead with his hands behind his back.

"It's not that it's impossible to test, it's in front of Master Lu. I want to save some face for Tianfu. Now think about what Lu Sheng came to Tianfu for? Why did he do that? And why can the tomb be used as a place where the dead are gathered to gather incense? The water that produces the spiritual veins is like the Qianzhen Tower."

Yang Zhao blinked, and her thoughts couldn't help but rush in the weirdest direction, but she was restrained by herself.

"It's impossible, right? Master, if that's really the case, why would Lu Sheng and the others go in?"

Shen Ruoyu's voice was clear and clear, with a slight smile.

"Of course it's because there are benefits."

Yang Zhao's scalp was numb and he looked at Shen Ruoyu desperately.

"Master, please don't be disgusted with me. If it's true as I guessed, I won't be able to sleep well from now on." Shen Ruoyu turned back and glanced at Yang Zhao.

"Just as you think."

"I will meow them one by one!"

Yang Zhao pressed his tongue, which had his own thoughts, and forced himself to change the curse word.

She now feels tingling all over her body and her whole body is not feeling well. She performs kneading techniques with one hand, and the tiny auras of dust-removing techniques flicker one after another.

What the hell kind of spiritual water is that?That's corpse water!

Yang Zhao couldn't help but feel annoyed, she should have thought of this a long time ago.

No matter whether the cultivators are approaching death or not, their bodies that have been poured out by spiritual power for a long time are treasures wherever they are placed.

Otherwise, where did the dragon spear in Yang Zhao's hand come from?

That is the backbone of Yushan.

The Heavenly Tomb was created to serve as a cemetery. Its main purpose was to allow people to ascend to the throne of God and live in disguise, not to produce spiritual water.

Where did the spiritual water come from?

The hint given by Shen Ruoyu was so obvious that Yang Zhao had to believe the weirdest answer even if he no longer wanted to believe it.

"No, Master, please wait for me, I will go to the sea to wash for a while!"

Yang Zhao couldn't wait for Shen Ruoyu's consent, so he stepped out of the auspicious clouds and fell straight into the sea.

Shen Ruoyu's growing laughter could still be faintly heard.

When Yang Zhao came up, her fingers were wrinkled.

She sat listlessly on the cloud.

"But why, why should the Yu clan members be buried inside."

"Because the Yu tribe is also a demon. As long as you are a demon, the first step to step into cultivation is to activate your spiritual intelligence. Without spiritual intelligence, you are just a beast."

Shen Ruoyu also followed Yang Zhao and sat on the cloud head.

"This is the most important and difficult step. For the demon clan, there are not many beasts that can open up spiritual intelligence, and the water of spiritual veins is the main medicine that can open up spiritual elixirs."

"Main medicine?" Yang Zhao couldn't help but start muttering in a low voice.

"This is using the bones of ancestors to open up the spiritual intelligence of the same people. I don't know if there are prions in this world of cultivation."

Shen Ruoyu didn't understand: "What did you say?"

"No, it's definitely not just this benefit. This process must also be beneficial to those seniors, otherwise it would be difficult for the water of spiritual veins to circulate for so many years."

It is impossible for everyone to be so fearless and willing to dedicate themselves and benefit their own people, even after death.

Since there are few such people, spiritual water has become a scarce resource.

How could Tianfu be willing to let outsiders use such scarce resources that can help people form elixirs?
Shen Ruoyu: "Have you forgotten? The purpose of refining the celestial tomb is to gather incense to help people become gods. Those who are willing to enter the celestial tomb want to exchange their own dedication for the incense of their clansmen for generations, in exchange for the slim hope of becoming a god after death. "

Yang Zhao's whole body was in bad shape.

"So there are many wandering souls in the sky tomb? There were many eyes looking at me when I formed the elixir?"

(End of this chapter)