I practice the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and you say I am a big devil?

Chapter 6 Kill and get rich, the bell rings
No matter whether what the thin man said was true or false, Wu Tian would kill him.

This was already destined when the man hid behind the tree with evil intentions and planned to plot against him.

If he hadn't run away, Wu Tian would have been a little bit weaker than him.

Since he wants to run away, it means we can't beat him, and then things will be easy.

Not long after.

The thin man's spiritual power was exhausted, the pills in his storage bag were used up, and his energy shield was broken.

Several resentful spirits rushed forward, and the man only had time to let out a scream before he was torn into pieces.

His flesh and blood were instantly eaten by several resentful spirits, leaving only a pool of blood and bones, as well as a few pieces of cloth and a storage bag on the ground.

Wu Tian saw that the man was dead, so he walked forward and looked at the man's soul that appeared in front of him:
"Enter my soul refining banner and you will gain immortality."

The man had reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, and his spirit was quite strong. Even after death he could still maintain a moment of lucidity.

Wu Tian waved the Soul Refining Banner in his hand, and the man begging for mercy was instantly sucked into the banner.

The man's soul entered the Soul Refining Banner, and evil spirit entered his body. His consciousness instantly dissipated, and he became an unconscious living soul.

Wu Tian glanced at the ghostly pig spirit that had been guarding him.

Activate the Soul Refining Banner.

Several other resentful spirits rushed forward and tore it into pieces in a short while.

He waved the Soul Refining Banner in his hand, and all the fragments of the resentful souls were sucked into the banner and fed to the man's soul.

With a resentful soul as nourishment, the man's soul successfully upgraded to a resentful soul and possessed the strength of the sixth level of Qi Refining.

However, seeing this, Wu Tian shook his head in disappointment.

The strength of that vengeful spirit of a domestic pig is about the same as that of a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator.

Let’s do the math.

He also lost a soul of relatively high quality.

But now that things have come to this, he no longer hesitated and released the man's ghost to guard around him.

Wu Tian picked up the man’s storage bag and the magic weapons scattered on the ground, with an unconcealable smile on his face.

In addition to the bone sword and skull, he also obtained four storage bags.

Although he didn't know what was in these storage bags, there were so many of them, so he thought the harvest would not be small.

He looked at the two magic weapons and the storage bag, and instead of rushing back to the sect, he asked the resentful souls under his command to dig a cave.

He planned to digest the spoils first.

Not long after.

He had refined the two magical instruments and even worn off the mark of spiritual power on the storage bag.

There are two magic weapons, one of low quality and one of medium quality.

The low-grade magic weapon, the Bone Sword, is an offensive magic weapon. It can be used to wield the sword against the enemy, or as a flying magic weapon.

The middle-grade magic weapon, the white jade skull, is a defensive magic weapon that can form a protective shield on the body when activated.

There were quite a few things in the four storage bags, which made him rich instantly.

However, the main things were placed by the thin man in one of the mid-level storage bags.

The other three low-priced storage bags only contained some miscellaneous items and were not worth much.

Wu Tian didn't expect that the man actually had an intermediate storage bag. It had to be said that this gave him a surprise.

After all, a mid-level storage bag contains ten cubic meters of space and is worth one hundred spirit stones.

A low-level storage bag contains two cubic meters of space and is worth only five spirit stones.

There is no comparison between the two.

There were more than a hundred spirit stones in the intermediate storage bag that Wu Tian obtained.

Several jade slips recording skills and spells, a few bottles of elixirs, two auxiliary magic tools, as well as some metal ores and spiritual herbs.

But in his opinion.

The most valuable one among them is the Soul Slave Seal mentioned by the thin man.

Soul Slave Seal is a secret technique that can plant a soul seal in the soul of another person. As long as the soul slave has a different mind, the soul master can sense it.

When the soul master activates the soul seal, no matter how far away the soul slave is, his soul will dissipate and he will die instantly.

However, this secret technique is only effective against people who are weaker than you.

Once the soul slave is stronger than the soul master, the soul seal will be removed by the soul slave.

and,

Because the Soul Slave Seal requires a bit of one's own soul, it cannot be used too much, otherwise it will harm one's own soul.

But even so, the value of the Soul Slave Seal cannot be denied.

There are not many secret techniques that can control people without any backlash, and no one knows where the thin man got it from.

Wu Tian checked several bottles of pills, including three bottles of blood pills, two bottles of fasting pills, two bottles of spirit gathering pills, and one bottle of poison pill.

It is not known whether the three bottles of blood pills are dirty pills made from human flesh and blood.

But he certainly wouldn't eat it himself, so he could only find an opportunity to sell it or use it to refine magical tools.

Then he took out the magical weapons from the storage bag, looked at them, and spent some time refining them.

Both magical instruments are of low quality.

One is a soul refining jar, which can refine souls and contain living souls.

One is a blood refining cauldron, which can refine blood and flesh to form blood pills.

Add to that the bone sword and skull that can devour bones, and it has to be said that the thin man is a talented person.

No waste at all!

It's a pity. It would be perfect if there was a Resentment Bell and a Fright Bell. One absorbs resentment and the other absorbs fear.

but……

Wu Tian thought that the thin man also raised a starving ghost that could absorb resentment and fear, and silently gave him a thumbs up.

Talent!
He looked at the ghost of the man beside him and expressed his gratitude for his thorough preparation.

With these things provided by the man, he didn't have to buy them himself.

To express his gratitude, Wu Tian absorbed the bones left by the man with the White Bone Sword when he passed by the place where the man died.

Until the spiritual essence of the man's bones was sucked dry and turned into bone powder and buried in the soil, he could be said to have rested in peace!
Not long after.

Wu Tian returned to Xuantian Peak safely. He took out a token, hesitated for a moment, put it back into the storage bag, and walked towards his house.

This token belongs to the thin man. It is a house restriction token that can open and close the formation of the house.

Although the thin man's house was also in the outer disciples' living area, it was not far from his house.

But I don’t think there would be anything good in the man’s residence.

If he took the token and was discovered by the man's friends, they would naturally know that the man had been killed by him.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, this token could only be placed in his storage bag and collect dust.

After returning to the house.

Wu Tian did not return to Blue Star, but silently practiced the art of controlling objects, waiting for the day of the test to come.

……

clang!
After an unknown amount of time, a bell rang in Wu Tian's mind.

Wu Tian, ​​who was practicing, froze in thought, remembering what the female devil had said when she had placed a ban on them:
"The bell musters, three rings kills."

At this moment, he finally understood the meaning of that sentence.

Wu Tian hurriedly got up and walked out of the house. The bone sword fell at his feet, carrying him up into the sky and turning into a stream of light flying towards the mountainside.

At this moment, in order to reflect his own value, he will not be too low-key.

Otherwise, the people of the Ghost King Sect would think that he was of little value and use him as consumable, which would be bad.

I guess the Ghost King Sect would value people with better talents more, right?

After all, a sect still needs fresh blood.

(End of this chapter)