Chapter five hundred and twelve finally got the news
Qin Sang repeatedly asked for such elixirs to be exchanged for the refined corpses sold during this period. A thoughtful person would surely have guessed that the owner of the refined corpses might suffer backlash, which is why he was so eager to spend all his money to exchange for the medicine.
It is common for demonic cultivators of the corpse path to be attacked by corpses, and it is reasonable.
Because of this, no one would doubt Qin Sang's true intentions.
A piece of Pyracantha is certainly not as valuable as a corpse refined from a late-stage Foundation Establishment corpse, but transactions in the world of immortality are based on each party getting what they need, and exchanges of equal value are rare.
Wen Yanjie obviously wanted to take advantage of the situation. He held up the Pyracantha grass and looked at Qin Sang with a smile on his face, looking confident.
Qin Sang was already determined to sell, and even without Pyracantha, Wen Yanjie was a target that met his requirements.
He put away his disguised anger and stood there, clenching his hands into fists and lowering his head slightly. He was obviously heartbroken, but he was reluctant to part with his treasure and was hesitant.
Wen Yanjie smiled slightly when he saw this, and said kind words: "Fellow Taoist can raise so many refined corpses, he is by no means an ordinary person. Evil corpses are just foreign objects. Compared with a mere evil corpse, which one is more important than one's own great path?"
, I believe you know it very well. As the saying goes, you will come back after all the money you have spent. As long as fellow Taoists solve the hidden dangers of backlash, what kind of evil corpse cannot be refined? This Pyracantha grass is not easy to obtain, especially for fellow Taoists.
Current situation……"
"Hmph! To put it simply, do you really think that the evil corpse is so easy to refine? Do you know how much effort I have put into it? If I hadn't been careless, I would have..."
Qin Sang gritted his teeth, raised his head and glanced at Wen Yanjie, waved his hand to call out the evil corpse made of Luo Xiao's corpse, and said coldly: "You are lucky, you can hit me on the seven inches! Give me the Pyracantha,
This evil corpse belongs to you!"
Wen Yanjie looked sideways at the evil corpse, and after carefully sensing it with his spiritual consciousness, he saw that it was indeed more powerful than the one before, and his eyes filled with brilliance.
His attainments in the art of corpse refining are far inferior to those of Guo Guo, and he cannot easily see through the flaws in the corpse's Dantian.
Of course, unless you are facing an old ghost with extremely rich combat experience, this flaw will have almost no impact.
Even if his cultivation is as strong as Wen Yanjie's, he has to admit that this evil corpse is an excellent helper in the fight.
Just when Qin Sang stretched out his hand to grab the firethorn grass, Wen Yanjie suddenly retracted his arm and said in a playful tone: "Did you misunderstand something, fellow Taoist? Wen said before that he was replacing the evil corpse of fellow Taoist, but he didn't say only
Replace it with this one. The one Taoist friend had before was quite strong, so Wen reluctantly accepted it together..."
"Wen, you want to take advantage of the situation!"
Qin Sang was furious.
He really underestimated Wen Yanjie. This man was greedy. He exchanged a Pyracanthus plant for a corpse. He had already taken advantage of it, but he was still not satisfied!
If he agrees to his rude request, this person will definitely intensify his efforts, causing the situation to get out of control and thus affecting the plan, which is definitely not what Qin Sang wants.
"Even if I die from the poison today, you will never succeed!"
Qin Sang preferred not to sell it, took back the corpse without hesitation, and rushed out the door angrily.
Judging from his posture, if Wen Yanjie dared to stop him again, he would probably fight to the death.
Seeing that Qin Sang didn't seem to be faking it, Wen Yanjie's face changed slightly, his eyes flashed, and suddenly he was smiling, and his tone softened, "Wen was just joking, why should you get so angry... According to what you said, fire
The thorn grass is exchanged for that evil corpse."
In order to show sincerity, Wen Yanjie took the lead in throwing the Pyracantha to Qin Sang.
"I don't think Taoist Wen is joking..."
Qin Sang stopped and spoke in a strong tone. He held the Pyracantha in his hand and looked at it over and over for a long time. Then he summoned the evil corpse again, erased the mark of the soul, and instructed Wen Yanjie to control the evil corpse without looking back.
leave.
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After a stick of incense.
On the edge of Qingyangfang City, there is a property belonging to the Qingyang Demon Sect. Wen Yanjie left Zhenbao Tower and came here without knowing when.
At this time, the evil corpse was standing in front of Wen Yanjie, and Wen Yanjie's eyes were slightly closed, and he was getting familiar with the evil corpse's strength. He had a smile on his face, and he was obviously very satisfied with this evil corpse.
Suddenly there was the sound of rapid footsteps, the door was pushed open, and three people came in.
"Senior Brother Wen, that guy is missing."
The three of them stood in front of Wen Yanjie and spoke urgently.
Wen Yanjie frowned slightly, "Where did you lose him?"
One of them said shyly: "The three of us lost track of this person in Fangshi. The people below were guarding the exit of Fangshi, and we didn't find any suspicious person passing by."
Wen Yanjie glared at him fiercely, "You lost him in your own city? A bunch of losers!"
The three people looked stern, and the man on the left defended in a low voice, "The three of us spread out in various places, very cautiously, so that we could not be exposed. This person seemed to be more familiar with us in Qingyangfang City. He walked around and suddenly disappeared.
I suspect that someone is cooperating with me. Those big chambers of commerce all have their own agendas, and they cannot go in and search without the order from my uncle..."
Wen Yanjie listened carefully to the story and hummed: "It seems that this person is very cautious. He has already stepped on the point and planned his escape. It's a pity. I have already tested it out. He should have a weapon of this level in his hand."
The evil corpse has been back-bitten by the refined corpse, and the corpse poison has entered the body. Now is the weakest time... That's all, close the Internet cafe and spare his life."
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In an unnoticed corner of Qingyangfang City.
Qin Sang appeared quietly and watched coldly as the people following him retreated.
Seeing through Wen Yanjie's true nature, he kept an eye out after leaving Zhenbao Pavilion, and sure enough he found that someone was following him.
These people's methods are very clever. If he were not careful, it would be difficult to notice them.
Qin Sang was by no means a kind person. At any other time, if Wen Yanjie had dared to catch his attention, he would have given him an unforgettable lesson.
Major matters were still the most important thing now, so Qin Sang decided to endure it.
…
He found another opportunity and sold the evil corpse in the middle stage of foundation building to a Qingyang Demon Sect monk. Qin Sang's goal was initially achieved, and now he just waited and watched what happened.
After that, Qin Sang could work in that shop with peace of mind as a weapon refiner.
He has not shown too much skill in refining weapons. The people he usually interacts with are basically low-level monks in the Qi refining stage. It is these people who are easiest to get words out of their mouths, and they do not attract attention.
What he is concerned about is naturally the people who buy his corpse.
More than ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
These days, Qin Sang has been getting close to the disciples of the Qingyang Demon Sect intentionally or unintentionally, and finally got two pieces of news.
First, both Wen Yanjie and other disciples who bought the refined corpses were doing things as normal during this period, and they were entering and exiting the mountain gate normally with the refined corpses.
The Qingyang Demon Sect didn't seem to care about its disciples controlling the corpse refining, and the elders in their sect didn't stop it either.
Secondly, just a few days ago, they received warnings from the elders of their sect one after another, not to leave their sect too far if nothing happens!