Start with a blood-drinking sword and destroy the world of immortal cultivation

"Master, our cultivation is low, and the scope of our exploration is not wide. To go to other areas, we have to rely on Zeng Guangling's flying boat."

"So what I know is about the surrounding areas."

"This mortal kingdom is a place with few spiritual elements between the three sects. Because there are no spiritual veins, there are very few resources, and no big monsters can be raised, so it is a place where mortals gather, and there are many mortal kingdoms."

"We are from the sect in the west, Xuansha Sect."

"The person you killed is the nephew of the leader of Xuansha Sect and the direct descendant of the Jindan Elder."

Lin Murong looked at Ye Buwen's expression carefully.

"Oh." Ye Buwen didn't care, just killed him.

What does it matter if he has a big background? He still has only one life.

And if the two female cultivators don't say it, who knows that he killed this person, and who knows that Zeng Guangling died here.

Even if they know, it doesn't matter. If he wants revenge, he will continue.

Lin Murong saw through some of Ye Buwen's thoughts and said, "If you want to live, I advise you to leave this mortal world quickly and hide in other sects."

"Why? They knew I killed him so quickly?"

Lin Murong nodded.

"Zeng Guangling is a middle-upper earth and wood spiritual root, an important spiritual root seed of the family, with a soul mark on his body."

"When the person with the soul mark dies, the corresponding soul lamp of the Zeng family will go out. And the soul mark will turn into a mark on the murderer."

Ye Buwen was disdainful. Small sects and small families have a lot of tricks, and they also use marking.

"The spiritual root seeds that this Jindan family values ​​are so weak, I don't think this family is that good."

"Master, you are mistaken. This spiritual root seed is used to give birth to children. Geniuses who are truly obsessed with cultivation are preparing to build a foundation."

"Middle-upper spiritual roots are used to give birth to children, so it's not worth cultivating?"

Ye Buwen was puzzled.

According to Wu Yunshang, the upper-grade spiritual roots have good talents, but the middle-upper-grade spiritual roots that are second only to the upper-grade spiritual roots should not be treated so badly.

People with such qualifications may not cultivate to a very high level, but becoming a middle-level cultivator is also a strength of the family, right?

Lin Murong showed a little ridicule and disdain on his face.

"He, it's useless to give him a chance. He wants to cultivate to a higher level, but he can't stand the loneliness and wants to have fun. Every time he cultivates, he has to have fun for a long time."

"So his only use to the sect and the family is to give birth to a talented son with upper-grade spiritual roots for the family."

"Give birth?"

Lin Murong nodded.

"While having fun outside, he gave birth to a child with upper-grade earth spiritual roots with an outer disciple. He has been reserved as a disciple by the family's Jindan elder and cultivated as the next generation of Jindan seeds."

Ye Buwen looked at Lin Murong's belly with a slightly suspicious look.

They wouldn't approach Zeng Guangling for this purpose, right?

Lin Murong followed Ye Buwen's gaze and looked at her belly, and instantly understood.

"Master, I am still a virgin, not pregnant."

"Although I followed Zeng Guangling with the intention of giving birth to the golden elixir seed, he has recently fallen in love with the queen and the concubines and other royal ladies. He has paid less attention to us."

Ye Buwen laughed.

Zeng Guangling is quite playful, Cao thieves are not as happy as him.

"Then when will the Xuansha Sect come to seek revenge on me?"

"When you killed Zeng Guangling, you were already on the Xuansha Sect's bounty list. The sect disciples will spontaneously receive the compass to kill you and collect the bounty on the bounty list."

Ye Buwen smiled instead of sadness, with an excited and bloodthirsty smile on his lips.

"It's good to come. One storage bag after another is sent to my face, so I don't have to rob and search for treasures."

Lin Murong looked at Ye Buwen's smile and felt a chill in his body, numb to his scalp.

This is really a madman who is not afraid of death.

"Master, the disciples who come to hunt you down will not underestimate the enemy like Zeng Guangling. There may even be great monks in the foundation building stage."

"That's perfect, kill monsters to level up. The stronger the person, the better the reward from the storage bag."

Lin Murong was speechless.

Are you so arrogant as a mortal? You don't even take the monks in the foundation building stage seriously.

Such behavior can only be attributed to the arrogance of the ignorant.

But if you want to die, go ahead, can you not take her with you?

She wants to run far away, to other sects, she doesn't want to be killed by people in the sect.

"You don't need to say more about this kind of thing. Tell me, how can a mortal without spiritual roots cultivate immortality."

"Master, I don't know about this kind of thing. The immortal cultivation sects don't have this kind of demand."

"Why?"

"Master, think about it, we are all immortal cultivators, so naturally we won't have the trouble of not having spiritual roots."

"Those who have this kind of demand are all mortals, but those who are able to create a method of cultivation without spiritual roots are all immortal cultivators with spiritual roots."

"So what you need is quite niche."

"What about the method of improving spiritual roots? Immortal cultivators always have this kind of demand."

Lin Murong wanted to roll his eyes.

But thinking that Ye Buwen was a mortal, he comforted himself in his heart.

This is an ignorant mortal, and he can't blame him for asking such a stupid question.

"Master, the method of improving spiritual roots is extremely precious, and all immortal cultivators seek it. Even the great Jindan cultivators will go crazy for it. Please forgive my ignorance."

Ye Buwen's eyes were quite cold.

It's not disappointment, he had expected it in his heart.

I didn't expect to get anything valuable from a weak female cultivator.

But I was still a little disappointed.

Ye Buwen sat on the chair and crossed his legs.

"You know nothing. Female cultivator, shouldn't you consider what you mean to me?"

"What value do you have that won't let me kill you?"

Lin Murong looked at Ye Buwen's cold eyes and was terrified.

Recalling the way Zeng Guangling was chopped into three pieces.

Her heart trembled and her lips lost color.

Lin Murong hurriedly said: "Master, I can be your slave, you can do whatever you want."

"I can also help you have children and help build a cultivation family."

Lin Murong showed her smooth old shoulders and smiled with a not-so-charming charming expression.

"Not interested, think about it again."

Ye Buwen took out the dagger tied to his leg and played with it, turning beautiful knife flowers on his hand.

Lin Murong was anxious, and her lips became even whiter.

She thought of a rumor circulating among the cultivators that she didn't know whether it was true or not.

"I remembered a method that can help you practice."

"What method?"

"Refine the spiritual objects of heaven and earth, and practice with the help of the spiritual objects of heaven and earth. The higher the level of the spiritual objects you refine, the better the effect of practice."

"That's it? How can a mortal like me refine the spiritual objects of heaven and earth? Don't you want to think about it again?"

Ye Buwen was unmoved and continued to look at Lin Murong.

Lin Murong was almost scared to tears.

"I will teach you to cultivate immortals, I will teach you the art of refining, and I will agree to do whatever you want me to do. Please don't kill me."

Lin Murong begged with tears in her eyes.

"It's not worth enough. I have another immortal cultivator. She can do these things too."

Ye Buwen ignored Lin Murong and concentrated on playing with the knife in his hand.

"I can make pills."

"Or is it an alchemist?" Ye Buwen finally showed a little interest and held the knife still.

"What kind of pills can you make."

Lin Murong was speechless for a moment. She was just a half-baked person, how could she make any pills.

Even if she could refine a kind of elixir, she would not be wronged to please Zeng Guangling.

Ye Buwen knew it as soon as he saw the woman's expression.

This is a half-baked person, without any confidence.

But he did not intend to continue to embarrass her. This person only has so much dry goods, and he would not get anything valuable from asking more questions.

"You are qualified."

Ye Buwen put away the dagger.

"From now on, you will go to the Imperial Medical Bureau to refine elixirs for me during the day. At night, explain the knowledge of cultivation to me, and teach me how to practice and refine."

"I understand." Lin Murong did not dare to be too presumptuous, and knelt down to pay great respect to Ye Buwen like a mortal minister.

Ye Buwen came to the room of another female cultivator Zhou Yi and followed the same process.

The two female cultivators asked separately, so that no one could deceive themselves.

Just verify each other to see if there is any discrepancy.

If they don't match, it means that one person is lying, or both of them are lying.

But no one should dare to do this.

Ye Buwen is not a fool, and he is not so easy to deceive.

After all, he had a wife who was a cultivator who had learned some skills, so she knew something more or less.

Time passed quickly, and Ye Buwen learned quickly.

He learned knowledge from Zhou Yi during the day and from Lin Murong at night.

After more than ten days of sleepless study, the dry goods in the minds of the two female cultivators were quickly drained by him.

"Your Majesty, the magic weapon is ready, and the craftsman asks you to inspect it." The eunuch came to report.

Ye Buwen, sitting high on the dragon throne, put down the Xuansha Qigong in his hand, with a little expectation on his face.

"Let's go, I want to see what good sword has been refined."