Cultivating Immortality: Start by burying corpses in a border town and become proficient!

"Is that all?"

"Yeah, that's all."

The conversation that took place in the shantytown trading point has almost come to an end here.

Du En came here with the original intention of buying some things, such as mid-grade spells, second-order spiritual objects, etc. But unfortunately, there are very few mid-grade second-order things here.

There are only a few volumes of fairly ordinary mid-level exercises, and no mid-level spells. Instead, there are some second-level low-level magic weapons as decorations, and a second-level dust-removing talisman for sale. Then, there is no more.

This is actually normal. After all, it is a trading point for shantytowns. There are still some such things, which can be regarded as taking care of the overseers.

As for the stewards, if they want to buy something, they will only go to the city to buy it and will not come here at all.

So in the end, Du En only spent two thousand low-grade spiritual stones to replenish a batch of first-grade spiritual objects and materials, and did not buy those second-order things that were too low-cost.

"The first-level elixir has no effect, and the second-level mid-level spiritual food is only barely enough. Next..."

With thoughts about his future cultivation resources, he stepped away from the trading point.

Walk back to Qingya Garden.

This place at night looked the same as when he left not long ago.

But as soon as he walked in, Du En immediately noticed a subtle difference.

The attitude of the managers!

The atmosphere in the air seemed a bit weird due to the coming and going of spiritual consciousness. As he walked, there were sporadic direct looks directed at him, not hiding his jealousy and teasing.

"It seems that this so-called outpost patrol is really not a good job."

Du En thought calmly that there was no surprise, because there were details to prove it, and normal development would be like this.

After all, He Bo's side will definitely try their best, and the outer city manager looked at it and was sure that he was the same as him, wearing the same pants as He Bo!

Just as he was thinking this, the mining manager walked towards him in a hurry.

"Fellow Daoist Du..."

He was hesitant to speak, but in the end he just sighed slightly and said, "You can continue to live in the original house for a while. I've already had someone clean it up. The door was also repaired.”

After saying that, he shook his head and sighed as he passed by without any intention of lingering for conversation.

It seems that he did not come to Du En specifically, or in other words, he does not want to get too close to Du En now. He seems to avoid the job of the outpost patrol and the attitude of the manager Tang Yiping revealed behind the scenes. If he fails to do so, he is afraid of affecting himself.

This is normal. The involvement between them is not that deep to begin with.

Du En's expression remained unchanged, and he still moved forward, heading towards his original destination.

The attic of the corpse hall.

As if in contrast to the name, this attic in the night was dark, cold, not very popular, and gave off an eerie feeling.

From the outside, there was no candlelight at all, and it looked like no one was inside.

However, Du En was able to detect that He Bo's consciousness was peeking out secretly. He thought that his realm was higher than his, so he felt that he could not detect it.

Of course, with or without this, what Du En will do next will actually remain the same.

He stepped forward, raised his hand, and without changing his expression, knocked on the door!

Bang bang bang!

The sound of banging on the door spread far away, attracting the attention of a group of stewards who were watching the fun. They all speculated whether He Bo would show up.

Jam!

Bang!

While they were still guessing, the door had been smashed into pieces and smashed into the corpse hall.

"Du En, you are going too far!"

Following He Bo's angry voice, the originally dark and gloomy attic suddenly lit up.

The corpse steward stepped down tremblingly and hurriedly walked down from the top.

Facing this guy, Du En just retracted his hand and said: "Sorry, I just broke through and didn't master the strength well."

Although the tone of his words was as bland as ever, it still gave people a perfunctory and casual feeling at this time, and there was no sincerity at all. There was even a faint smell of pressure.

I just broke through and couldn't hold back. A conflict broke out. I hit you too hard. You can't blame me!

The menacing He Bo suddenly stagnated.

"Fight! Fight!"

The other stewards, who were watching the excitement but did not think it was a big deal, cast their eyes at He Bo from afar, trying to add fuel to the flames. They saw blood flowing all over the ground.

"He Bo, He Bo, can you bear this?"

"Teach this kid a lesson and let him know the difference between the middle stage of foundation building and the early stage of foundation building!"

"That's right! Even if you are injured now, you can still suppress the early stage of foundation building!"

Du En's current fate has been determined, and they don't want to take it too seriously. Therefore, they are adding fuel to the flames at this time mainly because they want to take advantage of the situation and attack He Bo's side.

This guy seemed arrogant and domineering in the past, and the Tsing Yi Gang's affairs at that time aroused public outrage. However, because they were favored in front of Tang Yiping, they could never find any good opportunity to strike. Now that they saw the opportunity, they naturally did not hesitate. Without hesitation, his eyes shot wildly.

Anyway, if something happens, it has nothing to do with them, they can just take it out.

"You bastards!"

He Bo gritted his teeth in his heart, and now he just wanted to curse.

I am still injured and the guy on the other side has a strange phenomenon when he breaks through. He is not an ordinary person. Even if he can win in the end, he will be injured. If his foundation is damaged, his life will be completely over here!

Am I that stupid? Put on a big show to let you take advantage?

So, He Bo's lips trembled, and he suppressed his anger and questioned Du En: "Tell me, you are so rude and don't know the hierarchy. What's the matter?"

Du En seemed to have some doubts about this: "Didn't you arrange a new position for me? In this case, it is natural to go through the resignation and handover process."

"..."

He Bo's face changed. He wanted to say that it was Tang Yiping, the general manager, who made the decision, but he couldn't say it casually, so he could only acquiesce to this point and said dissatisfiedly: "Can't you wait until tomorrow?"

"No."

Du En answered, stepped closer, as if to put pressure, making He Bo even more annoyed.

The stewards who were watching the excitement cast contemptuous glances at him, urging him to hurry up and start fighting, just to see the exciting scene of bloodshed.

Reason and rationality made He Bo retreat at this time. He was still full of anger on the surface, and was more and more prone to bursting, but his body was very honest, so he looked like he was coerced and suppressed, and walked towards the desk on the first floor.

"Du En, you are too arrogant and don't know the respect for the inferior, so you have this end. Now you can still be proud for a while, and when you are exiled to the outpost camp, you will regret it..."

There is no actual action, but the skills of talking cannot be left behind, so He Bo kept spitting feces.

And this description of exile also gave Du En a bottom line.

The hardship is definitely much more than that of Qingyayuan. Normally speaking, there is indeed no future and it is difficult to protect oneself.

However, the emperor is far away from the mountains. For Du En, it is a good place to avoid the sharp edge of the general manager and take the opportunity to develop.

It's just the evil cultivators...

"Here, the resignation order!"

After finishing the matter quickly, He Bo just wanted this annoying guy to get out of here.

But Du En didn't take it at this time.

"What do you mean?!"

He Bo couldn't help it immediately. The other managers were quite regretful at first, and now they were shooting sarcastic and provocative looks at him, which made him even more angry and breathed heavily, his chest heaving violently.

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