Ye Long dialed back the phone number given by Liu Junyi. Unexpectedly, the waiting tone only rang once before a voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Ye Long?"
"It's me, are you the company commander?"
Ye Long said this deliberately. His purpose was to tell the other party that I know your details and want my help to give you a reasonable price.
Sure enough, after Ye Long said this, the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly and said:
"Haha, it seems that you have done enough homework. Okay, you can make requests and I will try my best to satisfy you. But this is not the place to discuss things on the phone. Let's make an appointment. It's at the funeral center between Xidan City and Nanman City.
How about Longpo?”
Hearing this, Ye Long secretly smiled in his heart and said: "Burning Longpo? It just suits my purpose."
"Okay, then I'll meet you at Longpo tomorrow at this time."
After the two made an appointment, they hung up the phone. Ye Long began to prepare for the meeting. The first thing he needed to deal with was "Old Liang", the skull in the old blacksmith's warehouse. It took him some time to leave the cellar.
Today, we can't rule out the possibility that the old blacksmith will go somewhere during this period. Moreover, if we reach an agreement with the company commander, he will definitely not be in Xidan City for a long time, and it is inevitable that the old blacksmith will not find out.
Ye Long thought about it for a while and then came up with an alternative solution, which was to divide a small part of his mental power to occupy the skull and leave the skull in the old blacksmith's underground warehouse.
Is that enough?
With this thought in his mind, Ye Long stopped procrastinating. He turned towards the manor where the old blacksmith had set up a trap that night. In order not to attract other people's attention, Ye Long deliberately accelerated his speed. Now the saint's body is
With a layer of flesh and a cultivation level of the Golden Core stage, Ye Long has the speed of a mortal driven by all his strength.
It couldn't be seen clearly with the naked eye. No, he reached his destination after a few moves. He walked lightly according to the route in his memory. There was no light source in the dim passage, and there was endless darkness in front of him. If it weren't for Ye
If Long had an impressive spiritual power as his foundation, he wouldn't dare to go alone.
After about half a stick of incense, Ye Long came to the door of the original warehouse. He exerted slight force, and the iron door was pushed open without any obstruction. Ye Long was confused. He remembered that when the old blacksmith left,
This place is locked. Is it possible that someone has been here?
With such thoughts in his mind, Ye Long increased his vigilance and activated all his spiritual power. The spiritual power golden elixir in his Dantian spurted out spiritual power from time to time and rotated along the meridians. Ye Long's mental power also
It is fully spread out and covers the entire warehouse.
But what makes Ye Long strange is that no matter how carefully he searches, he doesn't find anything. There is no one in the warehouse except Ye Long himself, as if no one has ever been there. But this cannot explain why the warehouse door is empty.
The iron door is open. Is it possible that there is a ghost? Is it possible that there is still an old Liang?
However, Ye Long soon gave up this idea, because if there were other ghosts besides Lao Liang, Lao Liang would not have been able to dominate here for so long, and even if such a existence existed, his cultivation level would be far behind.
It is beyond the scope of my own understanding and it is easy to kill me instantly. How can I still be safe and sound until now?
But Ye Long soon discovered something unusual. The ancient book that was originally placed in the drawer of the warehouse was missing. This attracted Ye Long's attention, because the disappearance of the ancient book meant that someone had been here.
After entering the door, I took the book away, but what kind of person can withstand the poison in that ancient book?
Ye Long thought about it and finally concluded that Xidan City was far from as simple as it seemed on the surface, and there were many insidious guys hiding in the dark that he was unaware of!
However, Ye Long's current goal is not Xidan City, so the undercurrent in Xidan City has nothing to do with him. He only needs to leave a puppet of his own in Xidan City.
As he spoke, Ye Long split his spiritual consciousness into a quarter from his Heavenly Spirit Cap.
The pain of splitting one's spiritual consciousness is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine, and there are even fewer people like Ye Long who split their spiritual consciousness and treat it as an independent existence.
A crack emerged from Ye Long's invisible mental power, and then the crack spread rapidly, and then Ye Long felt as if a small part of his various senses was missing.
The divided spiritual power was still under Ye Long's control, but this new spiritual power soon became autonomous, and he began to resist Ye Long's control.
As the mother body of spiritual power, how could Ye Long let this new little guy take the lead? He endured the pain caused by the splitting of spiritual power and controlled his own mental power to put pressure on a small group of independent spiritual powers.
, the newly generated mental power is very fragile, and soon any independent spirit will
Zhi then disappeared. Ye Long was very satisfied when he saw this. He controlled this small amount of spiritual power to enter the skull, and then saw a faint golden glow emerge from the originally empty eye sockets of the skull.
The yellow fire flickered for a few times before finally burning brightly.
And Ye Long's tense heart finally breathed a sigh of relief. If something went wrong at this stage of taking over, then everything he had done before would be in vain, and the part of the split mental power would also turn into spiritual power and return to the world. However,
Fortunately, the final result was satisfactory.
After Ye Long took possession of the skull, he could freely control the skull. Feeling the fragility of the skull, Ye Long hesitated for a while and finally took out three human spirit stones from the Qiankun bag and left them to the skull.
After the green skull flew out of his Heavenly Spirit Cap, it carried the spirit stone and fled into the darkness. If Ye Long hadn't had a spiritual connection with the skull, he wouldn't have been able to detect the location of the skull.
Ye Long, who had great mental power, did not choose to leave, but sat cross-legged and practiced. He initially deduced that it would take at least half a year of hard work to recover the lost mental power. Of course, he had the "power" in his body that could release thunder and lightning.
"Lifeblood" is another matter.
Te controlled his mental power to penetrate into his life vein along the meridians, and endured the whipping of thunder and lightning together with the Tiangang Divine Thunder. Ten hours passed like this.
Ye Long's mental power withdrew from his lifeblood. He opened his eyes and woke up leisurely. He checked the time on his phone and then got up and prepared to go to Burial Dragon Slope.
When leaving, he said to the skull in the warehouse:
"I'll leave this to you!"
"I am you, can't you still trust yourself?"
Zhanlongpo
At the foot of Zhanlongpo Mountain, close to the direction of Xidan City, three nervous-looking middle-aged people have been waiting for a long time. The bald man in the lead said: