Starting from the daily settlement, there will be a left-behind fairy king.

As a Jindan, Wu Xinming rarely lost his composure and opened his mouth like an ordinary person for a long time without saying anything. His mind was like a sea surface that could not be calmed down by a storm tornado. Seeing this, Wen Jiu did not say another word.

He just sat there quietly, taking a sip of the hundred-year-old spiritual tea that Zhao Ming bought on the stone table. He wanted to take another sip but it tasted bland. The hundred-year-old spiritual tea was fine for practicing Qi and building the foundation, but it was the same as spiritual liquid with impurities for the golden elixir.

After a long time, Wu Xinming knelt on the ground with a plop. The three words "Master He" in his mouth quietly changed. He asked a question tentatively, but then realized that it was a bit abrupt, "Senior, are you a master of the Green Demon lineage? Senior, please don't misunderstand me. I don't mean to pry. I just admire the seniors of the Green Demon lineage for a long time."

Wen Jiu sneered, "Don't say these things that even Zhao Ming doesn't believe. Let me ask you one more question. The three thousand soulless Yin pills are nothing to me, and the favor you owe me is far greater than the grace of teaching and saving your life. What can you give me in return... Oh, let me remind you, think carefully before answering."

These words made Wu Xinming's heart tighten, as if there was a huge sword hanging over his head that could cut him in two at any time. But when he thought that the Shenzang Three Thousand Wuling Yin Pills were nothing in his eyes, he really wanted to cry but had no tears. What value did he have, and what value could he create?

Unexpected.

Be mindless and aware.

“Senior, I am willing to work for you and use the principles of humanity and justice to build a deep-rooted, immortal foundation for you in Donghua Immortal City.” In Wu Xinming’s opinion, the other party entered Donghua Immortal City through the He family. It is impossible that he was looking for a place to practice cultivation. He must have some ulterior motive.

The words fall.

Wu Xinming waited anxiously for Wen Jiu's move.

Wen Jiu picked up the tea on the table again and took a sip. Even though it was not a thousand-year-old tea that could equal a hundred days of cultivation, it was still good to drink it occasionally. If you drink more, it will have some effect on your cultivation.

Wu Xinming's words did remind him. After all, going outside was an opportunity to enter a higher realm, but he couldn't always wander outside. After finally becoming invincible in one place, he would have to run to another place and be suppressed by the other side, living a life of fear.

Moreover, the resources that the Lu family can provide are far from enough to meet all the needs for cultivating the four corpses and five ghosts.

He needs more.

A cultivator who understands the principles of human relationships and justice is undoubtedly a more suitable helper than Lu Chan to help him raise the corpse.

"You now control the Lu family and the Qingyue Sect. I want your blood essence worth 200,000 mid-grade spirit stones every month. Isn't that too much?"

Two hundred thousand mid-grade spirit stones, or twenty million low-grade spirit stones, might be a bit difficult for an ordinary Jindan force to take out, but if two people were to take it out together, it would be doable if they gritted their teeth.

Thinking about it this way, it's time to ask Lu Feng to supply more essence and blood.

Wu Xinming supplies 200,000 medium-grade spirit stones and blood essences per month. As the Lu family is a wealthy family, he needs to at least double that.

Wu Xinming nodded without hesitation after hearing this, and the uneasiness on his face disappeared instantly, "Not much, not much."

"You can leave after you sign the silencing spell and the inner demon oath." Wen Jiu was too lazy to use any other means. He just restricted Wu Xinming from telling the truth to outsiders and gave him a time limit.

It is not convenient for the Five Ghosts to enter the city now, let alone control souls, so let’s give Wu Xinming a glimpse of hope first.

"Fifty years of time, fifty years from now, all will be wiped out."

Wu Xinming couldn't believe it, but when he thought that the cultivators of the Qingmo lineage were not as crazy and evil as the other demon cultivators of the Hidden Demon Sect, he didn't think much about it and hurriedly said gratefully: "Thank you, senior... By the way, senior, what about the day when we will be in front of others?"

"People still call me Master He."

"Understood." "Go ahead."

After sending Wu Xinming away, Wen Jiu returned to the house to continue cultivating the living medicine, and occasionally practiced the Amber Witch Killing Array and the Qinghe Three Methods.

In the days that followed, Wu Xinming didn't even dare to go to Wen Jiu's residence, and would only visit him when he needed to send his blood essence. When he did, he would also truthfully tell who owed him a favor and became his invisible hand.

As of yesterday, 17 Jindan cultivators owed Wuxin Mingling Stones and other favors. When the Way of Humanity magnified the favors a hundred or a thousand times, these people would become his "arms".

Collecting blood will be easier.

At the same time, you can also gain more essence and blood.

However, Wu Xinming also said that he dared not expand the scope in a short period of time, so as not to be noticed by the West Mountain Floating Domain Lord's Mansion or the Donghua Temple. Wen Jiu did not say much, but only made one request, that his blood essence double within three years.

Wu Xinming agreed without hesitation, which also gave Wen Jiu a new idea about his future training plan.

Maybe it can be like when we were in the Shenyu Mountains.

The main body always stays in a safe place.

After having this idea, Wen Jiu thought about how to deceive the late Jindan cultivator of Donghua Palace and the detection of the third-level top-grade spirit beast. The key point is the detection of the third-level top-grade spirit beast.

However, we can only take it one step at a time, and it is too early, so Wen Jiu did not spend too much time thinking about it.

At the same time, after the defeat of Qi Guangzong's ancestor Lin Yingyunshan, Qi Guangzong was defeated under the attack of the Longteng family. Especially when the wall fell and everyone pushed it down, the speed of Qi Guangzong's destruction instantly doubled.

However, in order to avoid the battle of the golden elixir and affect the situation of the West Mountain Floating Space, the West Mountain Floating Space Domain Lord's Mansion ordered that the golden elixir level should not be allowed to take action temporarily. Although this relieved Qi Guangzong's pressure to a certain extent, it could not save Qi Guangzong, and at most it could only delay the speed of his collapse.

As the saying goes, when the wall falls, everyone pushes it. Moreover, if Jindan really takes action, the Lord's Mansion of the Xishan Floating Domain will not be able to destroy the Longteng family, so this ban can only limit it for a while at most.

But just when Dongquan Buhuagu was heading towards the upper third level, he suddenly sensed a very faint breath that passed over the sky above Mount Qi and headed straight for the deepest part of the Tianyin Mountains.

After sensing this breath through Dongquan Buhuagu, Wen Jiu felt that it was somewhat familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, Wen Jiu suddenly understood.

This is the breath of Lin Yingyunshan.

"I almost forgot. Lu Changyin never said that Lin Yingyunshan was dead, and no one had found his body. He just said that he was defeated by the Jinhua Demon-Slaying Divine Thunder." Wen Jiu didn't care. What if he was not dead?

Wen Jiu used the corpse life technique to calculate, and although the corpse qi required was more than the previous divination, he was still able to perform the divination.

After calculation, it turns out that he only has one year left to live.

A year is not considered long for ordinary people, let alone for immortal cultivators who often go into seclusion for a year or two?
"When I saw him before, he was unwilling to take over another body and start over again. I wonder if he chose not to die this time, or if he changed his mind?" This was the only thing Wen Jiu was curious about about Lin Yingyunshan. (End of this chapter)