Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"Tian Yuan Ji Sheng Dan? Where can I get it?"

Yi Tingsheng looked a little anxious, while Zuo Qiuyun was much calmer.

She wanted to recover from the physical trauma, but in her opinion, it was just a symptom.

"All I know is the Nian Yu Sect."

"Ah? There... that place requires a lot of spiritual stones to exchange, but I don't have that much money..."

"It's okay, let's talk about the physical matters later." Zuo Qiuyun sat cross-legged and began to heal his injuries.

Yi Tingsheng scratched his head and didn't know what to do now. He had known each other for less than a year and a half, and they were both casual cultivators without any sect. Naturally, they had no family to care for them. After encountering the turmoil in the Eight Hundred Corpse Demon Ridge, they had no choice but to lose several friends.

After all, the people with the least status in this world of cultivation are casual cultivators.

Their number is probably also the largest.

"Hey... how about going to Brother Chen? Maybe he can do something?"

…

Beyond the rift.

A large number of mummies swayed and wandered aimlessly on the green land.

The scorching sun scorched their bodies, causing the already dry skin and flesh to peel and crackle, and from time to time there was a peculiar smell of burning.

They have no intelligence, but their desire for life drives them to always move in the direction of the crowd.

Above the mummy, there are groups of living souls floating in groups. They are transparent and from a distance look like circles of faint water ripples rippling in the air.

When they broke through the shackles and came to the cultivation continent, everything became novel.

After the mummies and living souls, there are also a small number of alienated monsters. Different from the monsters in the Cultivation Continent, their bodies are filled with alien spiritual energy. They are equally powerful but lack intelligence.

Groups of mummies, living souls, and monsters drifted around for several days, and finally human traces were found among the high mountains.

They swarmed up like a plague of insects and rushed into the long corridors and dark mines.

When they came out again, these corpses had become more rounded, and their deep-cut cheeks also had a light layer of white frost.

As for the mine?

The corpses, whose flesh and blood had been sucked clean, were lying in pieces.

Perhaps, this can be considered a comforting thing for the miners who have never seen the sky all day long.

News of the accident in the mine spread like wildfire and soon reached Beiyue City.

The major immortal sects are stuck in their own ways and rarely interfere with the affairs of casual cultivators. In addition, the mine is the property of Beiyue City, so this matter can only be dealt with by the three major families.

Wei Hongyi, Wu Shuang, and Nie Yuanzhi looked solemn, and no one was sitting at the round table in the center of the hall.

"Hong Yi, you said someone saw a large number of dead people in the wasteland?"

Wei Hongyi is still dressed in red. In recent years, she has also focused on her cultivation, and has been worrying a lot about her son and daughter.

If the family business had not suffered heavy losses one after another, these two people would not have been summoned to discuss the matter.

"Yes! And I have reason to suspect that those undead people are likely to come from the Eight Hundred Corpse Demon Ridge!"

"Eight Hundred Corpse Demon Ridge?" Wu Shuang couldn't help but frown.

Even if the monks in Beiyue City don't know this place, they have heard about it to some extent.

As the location and base camp of the Demonic Cultivator, few monks go there. After all, the alien spiritual energy there will swallow up one's own spiritual power when it enters the body. Gradually, there will be a regression in the realm, and there is even the possibility of turning into a Demonic Cultivator!

Every hundred years, the generals will organize monks to clean the entrance to the fissure, but in thousands of years, there has never been a heard of a mummy and a living soul coming out of the Eight Hundred Demon Ridge!

Nie Yuanzhi looked at the other two people, his expressions also looked a little uncomfortable.

He thought for a moment and said: "When a dead person crosses the border, I'm afraid something big will happen!"

"What should we do now? Send people to suppress it?" Wei Hongyi was a little impatient. Within the vast territory of Beiyue City, there were countless large and small mines.

If they were taken away one by one like this, they would definitely suffer heavy losses.

"I think it's okay." Wu Shuang nodded and agreed with this point of view.

No matter what the situation is, suppress it first before the loss reaches the maximum!

However, Nie Yuanzhi frowned, shook his head and said, "No, no!"

"Are we just going to let them go?"

"No."

Wei Hongyi licked her bright red lips and asked, "What do you want?"

"Reward!"

"Reward?"

"Yes! For problems that can be solved with spirit stones, don't take risks first!" Nie Yuanzhi explained, "At present, we have no way of knowing what happened in the Eight Hundred Corpse Demon Ridge and the reason behind why those dead people crossed the border. I also don’t know that in this case, if you rush to suppress the family force, you will easily suffer heavy losses due to carelessness. "

"What do you mean? Let the casual cultivators in the outer city go?"

Facing Wu Shuang's doubts, Nie Yuanzhi continued: "Yes, how many monks do the three major families have? It's only ten thousand in total, but how many people are there in Beiyue City? That's a hundred thousand. In this case, how can Can our people take risks?”

Wei Hongyi nodded with deep understanding.

Soon, the other two family heads were convinced by Nie Yuanzhi's point of view.

The three of them finalized some details, such as how to issue a reward, how to identify authenticity, how much the reward should be controlled, etc. After the discussion, Nie Yuanzhi personally wrote a reward order that would sweep across Beiyue City and all major immortal sects. Finally introduced.

Of course, at this time, the three major families did not dare to offer too generous rewards.

But it was enough to make some independent cultivators eager to make a move!

In just a few days, many cultivators completed registration in major taverns and inns, and even started to go north together.

They were full of interest, just for one or two spiritual stones.

But who knows what kind of ending is waiting for them?

The bounty caused a sensation in Beiyue City.

Taiyang District was no exception.

As Yu Qiqi's partner and accomplice in deceiving people, Zhao Yu also found him at this moment.

Straight to the point, he said that he wanted to find a way to make a fortune from these poor independent cultivators.

"Old Yu, the Qi-recovering Pill is now popular again. I heard that you have a good relationship with the Nie family. Why don't you get a batch from them? And then sell it to those independent cultivators at a high price?"

Yu Qiqi now naturally doesn't care about those little melons and dates.

He still has several Yuan-nourishing Pills in his pocket. One of these things is worth countless Qi-recovering Pills.

How much can you make from that little price difference?

It would be better for him to learn from that old turtle and flatter Chen Mo to get more rewards!

Although, he was not at all embarrassed to mention the identity of the founding disciple of Mo Taishan...

"I'm in seclusion recently and I really can't spare the time." Yu Qiqi refused tactfully.

After all, in his opinion, he and the other party are no longer the same kind of people!

Zhao Yu was a little angry, but he could do nothing about it.

It was obvious that Yu Qiqi just didn't want to make a fortune with him!

"Bah! You are so good! A pheasant turned into a phoenix?" After he left, he cursed, "No! I'm going all out."

That day, Zhao Yu also came to the tavern in Taiyang District and wrote his name.