Immortality begins with monks from the side sect

Chapter 38 Transfer
  "and many more!"

After all, Chen Ci was not a timid person. After running three hundred feet, he regained his position, exhaled heavily, and reached out to stop Huang and Wang.

Then two more soul-fixing talismans were photographed on top of the strange human skin and token.

Human skin is a piece of human skin.

The token is a jade pendant.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he took another photo of Huang and Wang, and then carefully put away the two remaining Zhang Soul Talisman.

"I just threw away a total of thirteen soul-fixing talismans. Each one cost five hundred taels of silver. Half of it is mine, and you two will bear the remaining half."

"Understand?"

The landlord's family also had no food left, especially the offerings of essence and blood at Fuhu Altar, which were like a mountain weighing on his shoulders.

Although the unexpected situation occurred during this trip, it also gave him the opportunity to sell a wave of impending inventory, and in the end he did not lose that much.

"The two of us naturally understand this truth. Later, the two families will have four thousand taels of silver and incense money to give to Sanyin Temple."

Wang Qingyuan was a little scared and resigned. He practiced evil spirit and held the position of county captain. Although he was just a member of a mixed family, he still had a lot of lives on his hands. But today was the first time he encountered such a strange scene. Two big jobs Ren Zhan Tea turned into a human skin that could talk and move. The blood gushing out of the seven orifices estimated that he would have to do some mental construction for a long time before he could get better.

Although this Mr. Chen just moved faster, he did not completely ignore them after all. It was true that he took action to destroy the enemy, and they had to admit it.

"Master Chen, what's wrong with the corner of your mouth?"

"Oh it's all right."

Chen Ci took a deep breath and managed his expression. Would he tell anyone about this small profit of five thousand taels?
  It's really faster than grabbing.

but
  Chen Ci looked at the human skin on the ground intently, and then said after a while: "It's not a ghost, although it looks a bit like it, but that's not the case with ghosts."

Disciples of the Heshan Sect are considered to be experts in ghosts. They can tell whether they are ghosts at a glance.

Huang Defa and Wang Qingyuan also came up and after sizing them up, the latter asked cautiously: "Could it be the legendary evil spirit, the tiger demon?"

"Probably not."

Chen Ci shook his head. The so-called ghosts are just the same thing as ghosts.

"Old Huang, your Huang family has a lot of contact with Qingquan Village, do you really know nothing about it?"

Wang Qingyuan turned around and asked, with a somewhat unkind look on his face: "You and I are related by marriage. Although we are cousins, it's not good to even hide it from me, isn't it?"

Huang Defa smiled bitterly: "I can only say that Qingquan Village was no different during the autumn harvest last year, but the caravans would not go into the mountains to collect medicines in winter. I really don't know what happened. Lao Wang, what do you think of Mr. Qiong and his party? Could it be that they have all fallen into this fate?"

"Such evil practices, let alone Mr. Qiong and others, are afraid of the entire Qingquan Village."

Wang Qingyuan muttered a few words, then stopped and said no more.

The three of them were silent.

"Go back. With this human skin and jade pendant in hand, you can be considered responsible."

"The world of spiritual practice is really too dangerous."

The old ginseng, evil iron, and gold in front of me are no longer so fragrant, and they suck.

"However, the weird human skin is actually not too strong. It is not even comparable to the ghosts. It is just too secretive and a bit scary. I admit, I did panic, but I am not afraid of them, really."

Chen Ci comforted herself and walked slowly inside the temple.

By the way, how do those masters manage to be so cold and cool? Is it due to the influence of their skills, or is it due to their personality, or is it that when their skills are high, they will naturally collapse without even blinking?
  It’s okay to play in low-end games. If you panic in high-end games, you may not be able to judge the situation clearly and lose your head.

"Cultivation of one's body and mind, as well as cultivation of both life and life, are easier said than done."

Chen Ci stopped and let out a breath: "However, Changping County is not very stable anymore. Let's go to Xishan Mansion to deliver the essence and blood once. The ancients said that a gentleman will not stand under a dangerous wall. Isn't this because he is afraid? In other words, this is called a tactical transfer."

We can't let him, a disciple of the Heshan Sect, act chivalrously and protect the environment and the people.

If you are strong enough, it is not impossible. Isn’t it because the current strength is not enough?

After making up his mind, Chen Ci began to pack up some trivial belongings, and even brought the statue of the Five Rams with him, feeling that he would not be able to stay in the Sanyin Temple for a moment longer.

After finishing packing, Chen Ci called three cheap disciples from his family and said, "Sir, I will go to Xishan Mansion and take care of the temple. No matter who comes, tell them that I have taken orders to go to Fuhu Altar. "

After a pause, Chen Ci took out the Bigu Pill again and gave out five pills to each person: "One pill of this pill can keep you from being hungry for five days. It's not peaceful in the mountains recently, so be smart."

The three of them carefully put away the Bigu Pills, and their expressions became a little more solemn.

Chen Ci got on his horse and had never missed the Taoist master of Longhu Mountain so much.

"I don't know if it can be solved in more than a month. If you leave for too long, it will be a big problem and troublesome whether it is the essence and blood offering or the practice place."

"drive!"

Fuhu altar.

Chen Ci got off his horse and touched the spirit-nurturing bottle. Counting the 300 drops of essence and blood this time, there were eleven merit points.

If the cost of obtaining blood essence through regular channels is, one hundred drops of blood essence would be worth approximately one spirit bead.

But in Fuhutan's gold exchange book, you have to exchange items with around thirty merit values ​​to get around this price, and you need fifty exchange items with merit values ​​to make some money.

He also inquired about it, and found that elixirs similar to the Tiger Evil Acupoint Breaking Pill, which can break an orifice, cost anywhere from 70 to 80 spirit beads on the market.

"Don't panic. It won't pay off if you use it. It's being manipulated."

While Chen Cizheng was hesitating, someone suddenly shouted in a low voice on his right side: "This Taoist Master of Fuhu Altar, do you want to buy blood essence?"

He turned his head and saw a man in gray clothes squatting on the side of the road talking to him. He saw Chen Ci turning his head and showing a flattering smile.

"What do you say?"

Chen Ci blinked, wondering if he heard wrongly.

The man in gray clothes bent over and walked to Chen Ci. He smiled shyly and said, "It's the essence and blood that Fuhu Altar requires. One hundred drops of essence and blood, two pounds of five elements sacred sand or two hundred and twenty taels of gold. That's it." Available for retail sale.”

Chen Ci: "."

Seeing Chen Ci's silence, the man in gray thought he thought it was too expensive, so he quickly explained: "It's still the same price now. Although it's a bit more expensive, Master Dao definitely doesn't lose money."

Let's just say that even if those cheap fellows were more courageous, they wouldn't have caused weird things to happen all over Xishan Prefecture, and their methods were a bit rough. It turned out that some casual cultivators were involved in fishing in troubled waters, ready to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune. .

When there is demand, there is market.

Loose cultivators don't have a solid foundation. As long as they are brave, it is not a problem to earn a hundred taels of gold a month. Maybe they can pass the blame to Heshan Sect disciples from various places.

"You have blood and essence in your body?"

Chen Ci touched his chin and looked up and down at the man in gray clothes, who was a master of ordinary martial arts.

The man's scalp felt inexplicably numb, and his whole body seemed to be shivering. He quickly shouted: "No, no! The essence and blood are in the Xishanfang Baibao Building. The little one has nothing on his body, not even two kilograms of meat. Master Tao !”

Oh, it turned out to be just a broker.

But yes, if he dared to bring this kind of skill to sell in real time, maybe one of the disciples of Heshan Sect would practice it with him.

"Okay, I see."

Chen Ci waved his hand, ignored the man, and went straight to Fuhu Altar.

This Xishanfang is really interesting, I will go and explore it again tonight.

Ok.

(End of this chapter)