Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

After leaving the dining hall, Song Wen disguised himself and came to the town where the Su family's common people lived.

There are some monk shops scattered in the town, and Song Wen plans to try his luck to see if he can buy ghost needle grass and Huang Jingzhi.

The town is a mixed town with immortals and mortals, and the distribution of monks' shops is also chaotic and irregular.

It took Song Wen nearly an hour to visit all the spiritual herb shops in the town, but the results were not good. I only bought ghost needle grass, but Huang Jingzhi was not found.

Although the ghost needle grass is a second-level elixir, it has very few uses and is of low value.

As a commonly used second-level elixir, Huang Jingzhi seems to have been deliberately controlled by someone, and is not sold in any store.

Walking through the streets and alleys of the town, Song Wen suddenly discovered that the courtyard he passed was Su Shan's home.

With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he found that Su Shan was at home.

Curious in his heart as to what kind of magic technique Su Shan was practicing, Song Wen took off part of his disguise, transformed into the appearance of 'Master Yuan Dan', and stepped forward to gently knock on the courtyard door.

"Squeak!"

After a while, Su Shan's wife Chen Hong opened the courtyard door.

Seeing that the person coming was Song Wen, Chen Hong turned sideways and said.

"Master Yuan, please come in quickly."

After bringing Song Wen into the small courtyard, she shouted loudly into the house.

"Mr. Master Yuan Dan is here."

After saying that, she returned to the house just like the first time they met.

From the two meetings, Song Wen could roughly judge that this woman was a thrifty, conservative and traditional woman who was unwilling to show her face in front of outsiders.

After a while, Su Shan walked out of the side room.

The moment he appeared, Song Wen could clearly smell the strong smell of rotting corpses on his body.

He had just come into contact with a rotting corpse!

In other words, there are rotting corpses hidden in Su Shan's yard, and there should be more than one.

Song Wen glanced meaningfully at Su Shan, who was walking towards him with a smile.

If he raises corpses in his own yard, isn't he afraid that his unborn child will be contaminated with corpse aura?

"Master Yuan, why are you free to come to my place today?"

"Hey! Don't mention it. The workload in the alchemy room suddenly increased. The days of alchemy made me physically and mentally exhausted. I came out to relax and stretch my muscles. I happened to pass by your house and knocked on the door. I didn't expect you to be at home."

Song Wen can tell lies easily.

He spoke as if Su Shan was his old friend for many years, telling Su Shan the hardships in life without treating Su Shan as an outsider.

Perhaps influenced by Song Wen's words, or feeling the intimacy in Song Wen's words, Su Shan lowered his guard and began to complain.

"Who says it's not the case? Five days ago, the family suddenly stepped up its vigilance. I have been stationed at the mountain gate for three days and three nights. I finally got a break today."

Song Wen glanced at the inner room and asked softly.

"I just saw that your lady's belly is getting bigger and bigger. Is she about to give birth?"

Su Shan nodded, "Well, it should be within this half month."

Song Wen smiled and clasped his fists, "Then first, congratulations to Brother Su on the birth of your son."

Su Shan's expression suddenly changed slightly, a little unnatural, but he quickly covered it up again.

"Thank you..."

After chatting for a while, Song Wen stood up and left.

When leaving the yard, Song Wen glanced at the side room.

There is a secret room underground in the side room. There are three rotting corpses in the secret room. The rotting corpses have obvious signs of corpse transformation, and they can be regarded as the lowest walking corpses.

But Su Shan didn't seem to be able to do it right. The walking corpse was in tatters and looked like a corpse that was about to rot.

After walking far away, I looked back and saw that the courtyard door had been closed again. Song Wen whispered to himself.

"Since you are determined to refine the corpse, then I will help you."

That night, Su Shan discovered that a wooden board on the wall of his side room had been eaten by insects and cracked a gap.

Through the gap, he could see an extremely old cloth bag in the wall.

Su Shan opened the wall panel and took out the cloth bag.

As if it had been stored for too long, a corner of the bag broke apart with a slight touch, and the corner of an ancient book was exposed.

After tearing open the bag in a few moments, an ancient book made of animal skin appeared in front of him.

Su Shan couldn't help but feel a little excited. He felt that he must have discovered something extraordinary.

Opening the book, Su Shan began to read it carefully. To his surprise, the book recorded the corpse refining method that he urgently needed.

This corpse refining method was originally discovered by Song Wen in a storage bag in the Withered Blood Secret Realm.

In the demonic world, this method of refining corpses is not very advanced, but it has its merits. However, in the righteous world where demonic techniques are scarce, it is already a good method of refining corpses.

The most mysterious aspect of this corpse refining method is that quantity wins.

Among them, there is a way to control a group of zombies, which can control dozens or hundreds of zombies at the same time. However, refining too many zombies means that resources are dispersed. This is the fundamental reason why Song Wen gave up this technique.

...

Song Wen left Su Shan's yard and did not return directly to his residence. Instead, he disguised himself and went to Beidifang City to look for Huang Jingzhi.

He first found several large elixir stores. These stores were owned by the Su family or the Beast Control Sect, as well as some other neighboring immortal cultivating forces. None of them sold Huang Jingzhi.

Afterwards, he went to the small elixir shops run by casual cultivators and some monks.

Finally, Huang Jingzhi's whereabouts were found in a small shop in a remote corner.

The shop owner is a male cultivator in his thirties, with a seventh-level Qi cultivation level. He has a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, and a mustache, and looks sly.

After hearing that Song Wen wanted to buy Huang Jingzhi, his eyes lit up and he lowered his voice.

"Fellow Taoist, Huang Jingzhi, a widely used second-level elixir, has been basically monopolized by several major cultivating forces, and it is difficult to see it outside."

"However, you have come to the right place. I have Huang Jingzhi here, and I can supply it for a long time, but the price is..."

Song Wen knew that the other party wanted to raise the price, but he was in urgent need of Huang Jingzhi. As long as the price was not too outrageous, he would accept it.

"Just make a quote. If the price is right, I can buy some. If it's too expensive, then I can only stay away."

"How many years does a fellow Taoist need to take medicine?" the mustache asked.

"More than fifty years." Song Wen said.

The mustache stretched out two fingers, "Two thousand spiritual stones for one!"

Song Wen frowned and his expression became a little cold.

"You are too open-minded as a lion."

According to the records in Rong Jingyun's jade slips, Huang Jingzhi has a wide range of uses and is cultivated by many larger cultivation forces. It can also be seen occasionally in the wild. It is not worth two thousand spiritual stones at all. Two hundred spiritual stones are about the same.

The mustache smiled,

"Two thousand spirit stones, no bargaining. Besides, I don't have the goods in hand. I'll hand over five hundred spirit stones as a deposit first, and I'll come back to pick up the goods tomorrow!"

Song Wen frowned even deeper when he heard this.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the spirit stone has always been handed over with one hand and delivered with the other hand. How can anyone give a deposit first?

Seeing that Song Wen didn't reply, the mustache raised his hand, pointed at the shop door, and said.

"Fellow Taoist thinks it's expensive, so please do it. In Beifang City, I am the only one who sells Huang Jingzhi here."

"But fellow Taoists can also try their luck at casual cultivators' stalls. Maybe they will get lucky and come across one or two plants."

The mustache looks like he has mastered Song Dynasty.

It is impossible for anyone to sell Huang Jingzhi in the entire Beidifang City.

Even if some casual cultivators pick Huang Jingzhi in the wild, they will either trade it privately with someone they know well, or they will honestly accept the squeeze from the big forces and sell it to the big forces at a low price. I don't dare to sell it in the market. That's asking for death.

The righteous forces' blockade of important second-level elixirs was more than just talk.

The killing intent flashed in Song Wen's eyes.

He raised his hand and took off the storage bag on his waist, pouring out five hundred spirit stones.

"I'll order one."

The mustachioed man smiled happily and quickly put away the spirit stone.

"Fellow Taoist, you can get Huang Jingzhi early tomorrow morning."