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

When the night fell quietly, in Yunyi City, three people quietly set out from various places and finally gathered together by coincidence.

Ren Li's seventh senior brother, Wang Zhun, was in the middle stage of Jindan.

Ren Li's sixth senior sister, An Yan, was in the late stage of Jindan.

Ren Li's fifth senior brother, Zhao Hong, was in the perfect stage of Jindan.

These three people were all first-class Jindan masters. They gathered here at this moment, looking at each other in silence, with the same goal.

When you want to eliminate the threat to the seedlings, you must not let it grow into a towering tree, and finally end up like the dead Yunying, with only a sentence of death!

"Aren't you going to stop it?"

Watching the three people quietly leaving the city from a distance, Ren Li's fourth senior brother asked the third senior sister who was standing silently not far behind him, like ice.

"Why don't you go?"

She retracted her gaze and asked coldly.

Fourth Senior Brother shrugged and said, "Xiao Jiu is now in a good position. I heard from the tip that Du Youli has already broken through to the middle stage of the Golden Core. His cultivation is progressing rapidly and has not slowed down at all. He is indeed a person valued by our sect. If they don't take action now, I'm afraid they will have no chance."

"As for me, I am in the Nascent Soul stage, and Xiao Jiu is only in the Foundation Establishment stage. If he wants to climb to the level where he can compete with me, it will take at least a hundred years. So there is no need to rush now. It is better to ask Du Youli to help cut off the Isn't it a good thing to kill Xiao Zhao and the others who are approaching us?"

Faced with such words, the third sister said coldly: "If the master knew, you would only deserve to die."

"Haha, I didn't expect that the third sister would make a joke even though she looked cold. If she really had no waves in her heart, why didn't you stop it? After all, we actually have the same attitude this time, don't we?"

"..."

The great monk Yunyi has nine disciples. The first two have died. Now the third and fourth disciples are in the lead, all of whom are in the Nascent Soul stage.

As Ren Li's fourth brother said, this matter will only benefit the two of them.

"If Du Youli is unfortunately killed this time, then the potential threat is eliminated. After the incident, the three of them will be severely punished, and the threat that is approaching will be gone."

"If Du Youli does not die this time, the threat will be eliminated, both openly and secretly, because if only one person is killed, he still deserves to die. If three more are killed, then no matter what our master does, he will definitely drag Du Youli into the ranks of disgust. The closer Xiaojiu gets to him in the future, the more he will be implicated!"

Ren Li's fourth brother seemed to be thinking leisurely and expectantly, and he and his cold-faced third sister looked at each other at this moment. It can be said that they have a tacit understanding, but neither of them said it openly.

Sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and reap the benefits of the fisherman!

It was on this night when people's minds were moving and the undercurrent was surging again that Du En flew all the way and quickly approached Lin'an City.

Lin'an City, located on the east side of the southern territory of Luoyu Xianmen, is a small city in the southeast corner of the whole. Like Nanmo, it is a special border city.

It is located in the lush grassland forest, across a long river that flows into the Nan Canghai. Across the river is the territory of another Xianmen, the Xiulin Xianmen.

Although the two major Xianmen remain hostile and are opponents in the struggle for hegemony, a thousand years ago, due to the changes brought about by their common enemy, the Fudong Xianmen that dominates the east, the two gates temporarily agreed to cease fighting and cut off the front-line battlefield, leaving only the border formation to separate and defend.

In order to show its sincerity, Luoyu Xianmen even reduced the original front-line city to the current small city, and changed its name to Lin'an, which means to live in peace with the forest.

Thousands of years have passed, and the city lords of the Jindan stage have been replaced three times, and the foundation-building and Qi-refining stages below have been replaced one after another. Now it is no longer known that when the two major immortal gates were fighting, this place was actually one of the most cruel battlefields in the world.

At present, Lin'an City is calm and peaceful.

Although this does not mean that the life of the lower class is so easy, but unlike the border city of Nanmo, there is no wasteland for burying corpses here, and there is no need for an endless supply of corpses, nor are there any Nancang relics, nor do they need to set up outpost camps, outposts, patrols and other peripheral hard work positions.

Therefore, there is only normal degree of busy and heavy work here, such as reclamation and mining in the forest, grazing and raising livestock on the grassland. Overall, there is no overly hard work, which is completely bearable for the physique of immortal cultivators.

For Lan Dieqiao, although life here is hard, it is still bearable.

As night falls, as a shepherd, she waves a long whip and starts to drive a group of grass spirit pigs back.

"Hum, hum..."

This first-level spiritual beast is stupid and foolish, weighing several hundred pounds, white and fat, with a faint green color. Hundreds of them gathered together and walked back obediently.

Lan Die's movements were mechanical, without any extra worries, and she faced the emerging stars in the night sky, thinking of the past.

There is no moon tonight, just like the night before they parted, which was also a moonless night, as if the future is bleak, with only illusory stars, as if there is still some hope.

"Wei Lang, Wei Lang, are you doing well now? Are you still attached to me? Have you found a new love, or thrown yourself under someone's pomegranate skirt?"

Although she is over 30 years old, her face is still youthful, precisely because of her cultivation, she has maintained her youth, and her girlish mentality is also like the past.

Since the surrounding environment was relatively stable and she was at the bottom of society with little information, she judged others by her own experience. She did not expect that if Wei Ming, whom she was thinking about, had not been in a good situation, he would have been a corpse in the wasteland, and not even his bones would have been left.

However, she was not without her own difficulties and worries.

Just after she drove the grass spirit pig back to the pen, a female cultivator suddenly jumped out and blocked her way. It was Ding Hong, the supervisor of the pig farm.

"What does Supervisor Ding want to see me for?"

Lan Dieqiao seemed alert, especially when she thought of the rumors that had recently spread among the lower classes outside the city, she became even more nervous and forced herself to calm down.

Ding Hong did not answer immediately, but stared at Lan Dieqiao. Seeing her beautiful and youthful appearance, simple and natural, she immediately smiled and nodded repeatedly.

This made Lan Dieqiao even more uneasy. She felt that the supervisor in front of her, who was easy to talk to in the past, was now looking for a suitable girl like the madam in a brothel.

As expected, Ding Hong spoke softly and artificially: "Oh, Qiao'er, you are so lucky to have caught up with me now!"

"What, what?"

"Don't play dumb with me like this, even the manager of our garden, you know, is looking for a Taoist partner, you are a perfect match!"

Ding Hong's intention was heartbreaking.