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

Several days passed by.

The daily life of the people burying corpses did not cause any disturbance.

But there is an undercurrent, which has become obvious at this moment.

"It happened again."

Du En, who came to the wasteland, stood in front of the corpses to be buried and looked at the corpses in his eyes.

They all have traces of being eaten by monsters. They were pulled with a shovel. You can see that a small hole was torn open in the chest and abdomen, and the heart and liver inside were taken out and eaten.

It was obvious that the monsters brought by previous typhoons did not choose to leave.

It's addicted to eating here and won't leave!

Therefore, people began to be attacked and killed, and their hearts and livers were eaten.

The number becomes more and more, and it looks more and more bold!

When others heard this, they subconsciously felt worried, but they were not too worried.

The boss, Du En, didn't panic when he arrived. As long as he was here, it wouldn't be a big problem.

Secondly, the supervisor Ren Li is very powerful. With him around, there won't be much of a problem.

It can be said that the sense of security for people burying corpses is the highest it has ever been!

"So? The stewards are still ignoring me this time?"

Du En turned his head and looked at Ren Li, who was a little late.

Although the other party did not hear the previous sentence, looking at the current situation, he knew what he was asking, and immediately shook his head slightly: "It's just a first-level monster causing trouble, and the stewards are proud of their status, so naturally they won't take action. "

They didn't even see them take action when evil cultivators who were more harmful were causing trouble. It was natural for just monsters and beasts to commit crimes.

Du En didn't find it strange either.

Then, Ren Li spoke again: "However, the supervisors are eager to give it a try. After all, monsters are no better than evil cultivators, and they are quite valuable if caught. So there are a few people who have perfected Qi refining and are planning to ambush and capture it. He wants to drag me over to join the gang, which is a sign of goodwill towards me."

Naturally, he refused. After all, business matters are important now and there is really no spare time.

"That's it. I hope they won't end up failing because of the division of the spoils afterwards, causing our workload to rise instead of falling."

Du En also didn't find it strange. After all, it was profitable, so those overseers would not miss it.

This topic was just brushed aside.

Next, it’s time to get down to business.

Ren Li patted his waist, and a palm-sized pot appeared in his hand. It looked so magical that the others couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"The rumored storage bag?"

"Shouldn't the focus of attention now be this magical pot?"

Ren Li was a little unhappy. After all, this was his masterpiece. How could he ignore it?

So, he began to introduce it with some pride: "The cooked clay pot is a first-class top grade. It can not only be used as a cooking pot. I also specially added a inflammatory heating device to it. You only need to input mana to activate it. By absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy and turning it into adjustable firepower, it can be said that this one pot solves the two major problems you face in spiritual meal cooking!”

"That's it, I'm considerate, thank you."

Du En took it and looked at it carefully.

The ears are round and the body is gray-black, with a smooth surface and mysterious lines. It looks like it is only the size of a palm, but it is actually quite heavy, weighing dozens of kilograms.

Hearing these words of thanks, Ren Li couldn't help but nod his head, feeling very grateful.

"You deserve this too, so there's no need to be so polite."

He was talking rather half-heartedly, and then he heard Du En's confused statement: "But why is it called cooked mud? Could it be that it can cook the mud and make it delicious?"

"...Of course not. Ripe is used here to mean something ripe, and mud is a metaphor. When combined, it is used to express its excellent performance."

Ren Li was silent for a moment and began to explain, but at the end he smacked his lips and added depressingly: "However, it can cook the soil, so there is nothing wrong with that."

His interest in chatting quickly dropped due to this "unrefined" behavior.

Without giving Du En any more bad words to say, Ren Li waved his sleeves and walked away. He seemed impatient to walk towards the wasteland to start today's different sitting cross-legged experience.

Du En was still very ignorant, so he turned around and said: "What about the refining method of the magic weapon, and the method of controlling it? I don't think I need any help from you, right?"

"...The heart of a villain is judged by the heart of a gentleman."

Ren Li paused. In fact, he just forgot to give it. After saving his face with words, he threw out a piece of paper without looking back. On it was written the basic and general method of refining and controlling the magic weapon.

It's not a spell, it's just a way of using mana, so it's not too difficult.

"You guys should take a look, maybe you can use it in the future."

Du En scanned it and remembered it, then handed it to others.

They were very interested in this, but no one came over just now, and they restrained themselves and stood still.

"Thank you, boss!"

At this moment, they were overjoyed when they heard this. They all thanked each other and raised their hands to receive them.

Unconsciously, their attitude towards Du En became more and more respectful.

The time when it became obvious was after he killed the monster alone and collected the spiritual grass.

Du En didn't care about this and began to bury the body.

At the same time, he secretly paid attention to Ren Li's actions.

When he heard everyone's thanks, he paused slightly, seeming to complain a little about Du En's generosity.

But he didn't say anything. He couldn't wait to cover it up, walked straight to the chosen place of enlightenment, turned his back to everyone, and sat down cross-legged.

A pill appeared in his hand.

Corpse Yin Pill.

Using Corpse Yin Grass as the main material, the essence of the grass-guarding demon tiger as the auxiliary material, and some other minor materials, a foundation-building alchemist was asked to make a special pill.

Prepared for this moment!

Ren Li swallowed it in one gulp without hesitation.

The pill dissolved in his stomach, and the pill power suddenly spread out.

Visibly, death began to spread, his skin color turned pale, his vitality quickly withered, and even a faint smell of rot floated up.

"So that's it..."

Du En was suddenly thoughtful, and made a guess, and confirmed it through Ren Li's performance of perceiving the wasteland.

At noon, although Ren Li was still continuing to perceive, Du En was completely convinced and understood.

"The key is how to fake death to establish a deeper and more direct connection with this wasteland of corpses... My breath-retaining technique is derived from the evil cultivator's life-retaining fake death technique. Now I have mastered it. Although I am still only strengthening the breath-retaining technique, when I reach the climax, I should be able to collect the original source school."

At the very least, I can collect a part of it.

At that time, even if I can't borrow the exotic pill like Ren Li, I can go back to his old way.

"However, if it's just fake death, it's still a lot worse..."

Du En thought so again.

Because Ren Li is indeed going to go deeper than before. The invisible barrier that separated him from exploring the mysteries has been crossed over the thick outer layer, but the last thin inner layer is left.

This layer of separation is like an abyss!

From noon to afternoon, in Du En's perspective, Ren Li has not moved forward a bit and is still stuck there.

"It seems that if it is just fake death, it is obviously not enough. However, this road has at least been proven to be able to go through the first 90%."

Fake death is not enough, the skills will make up for it!

As long as the skills are mastered deeply enough, all problems will be solved.

So Du En was not anxious. After finishing today's work, he let others go back first, and stayed here, refining the cooked mud pot, marking his own magic power, and watching Ren Li who had become a real corpse.

When it was about to get dark, he had to drag this guy away. He couldn't let him spend the night here, otherwise if something happened, none of the people who buried the corpses would be able to escape.

Fortunately, Ren Li was not a child, and he knew how to do things.

So when the sun was about to set, he woke up, and the pseudo-yin state of corpse death on his body quickly subsided.

"Almost, almost..."

Ren Li didn't look depressed, but very excited.

Because his progress in today's perception has far surpassed the previous six months.

Du En blinked his eyes and didn't say much.