I'm a cannon fodder, and it makes sense to know XNUMX million points of skills, right?

Chapter 60 As expected, you should curse where it hurts.

The remnant soul of Wu Gao, who was summoned by the Great Resurrection Technique, slowly left his body and left before his physical body was completely destroyed. The time was just right.

When the vitality of the physical body completely disappears, the soul will dissipate at an extremely fast speed. Especially during the Qi refining period, which is not much different from that of mortals, the remaining soul cannot last long trapped in the body of death.

On the contrary, if you pull it out while there is still a ray of life, the remnant soul can still be maintained for a while.

Wu Gao looked down in confusion and saw a charred body glowing with fire beneath his translucent feet. His soul trembled as he understood what was going on.

"Zhong Lingge, you, you are an evil cultivator! You know how to extract souls!"

Wu Gao was frightened to the extreme. What he saw in front of him was actually beyond his cognition. He had no idea how Zhong Lingge did it, and how he could make him so miserable step by step with his cultivation in the middle stage of Qi Refining. The situation!

In panic, he would only speak indiscriminately, and his feeble shouting made him even more miserable and pathetic.

Zhong Lingge was too lazy to talk to him, so he took out the soul-raising flag and penetrated into the formation, shook it in mid-air, and took away his remaining soul.

"How ignorant, huh!" Lin Xiaojiu turned around in circles, obviously very happy. "I make a fuss when I see soul magic. If you know that I am a ghost cultivator, you must not scare yourself to death with these things that have never been seen on the market!"

"Then before you beat him next time, let you scare him with howling ghosts and wolves." Zhong Lingge scattered the stone formation base, picked up Wu Gao's storage bag and looked at it. There were a lot of things in it. "There are actually two hundred middle-grade spiritual stones and eight thousand low-grade spiritual stones. He is worthy of being a disciple of an alchemist."

In addition to spirit stones, he also had many unused elixirs and medicinal materials in his hands. What made Zhong Lingge most happy was that there were actually three alchemy furnaces among the miscellaneous items. One of them still didn't recognize the master's brand-new first-order super Taste!
When she starts to practice alchemy, these alchemy furnaces can be used as trial tools. Even if the furnace explodes or burns down, she won't be afraid, since they were all picked up for free anyway.

Except for medicinal materials and alchemy furnaces, everything else is of little value. Zhong Lingge doesn't like to keep trophies in her hands. She likes to exchange them all for spiritual stones and become a miser.

"Let's go to the city to sell goods!"

Zhong Lingge rolled up the small nine bolt with his spiritual consciousness and took out the Flying Crane Talisman that he had deceived from Wu Gao. He felt that spending other people's things was more comfortable than spending his own, and it was even more comfortable to spend his enemy's things.

He exhausted all three Flying Crane Talismans without resting and reached the largest city in the remote eastern region, Ding City, in less than half a day.

Zhong Lingge lowered the flying crane at the city gate, and all the monks in line looked over.

She belatedly realized that in remote areas, [-]% of the time during the Qi Refining Stage, the Flying Crane Talisman was not available, and some poor people in the Foundation Establishment Stage who could not afford the Flying Magical Artifact had to use the Crane Talisman instead.

She is accustomed to activities in the territory where the clan frequents. She has a first-class and super-grade magic weapon per capita. She uses the flying crane talisman to travel when she goes out. She temporarily forgets that she should descend in the outer suburbs.

Zhong Lingge stared at the various eyes and walked towards the queue, lining up at the back of the line with the fewest people. An old man in the early stage of foundation building in front snorted and glared at her with malice.

"Go in line over there!"

"why?"

Zhong Lingge didn't like to cause trouble, but he wasn't afraid of it either. He glared back at the old man fiercely.

The old man felt a blockage in his heart and began to scold him angrily.

"Young Qi Refiner spends money generously, isn't it just because you have the support of the sect? I hate you frivolous juniors the most in my life. You can't even walk. You only need the Flying Crane Talisman when you go out. No wonder we are poor and have all the spiritual stones burned by you. !" Zhong Lingge heard it funny. Seventy-eight percent of her wealth was earned through her skills. This person wanted to deny her with just a few words, and also wanted to instigate the surrounding cultivators to hate her. His character was really twisted.

"You should take care of yourself. Why are you showing off when half of your body is buried in the ground?"

"You don't understand respect and inferiority! Didn't your master teach you that the strong should be respected?"

"Where is the strong one?"

Zhong Lingge blinked, looking confused.

"Could it be you?"

Zhong Lingge was most annoyed by people who were looking for trouble. Fighting at the city gate was strictly prohibited. He could not do anything to her even if he formed a golden elixir on the spot today. He would be a fool to go back without retorting at such a good opportunity!
"With your vain spirit, how many pills did you take to build the foundation? Have all the spirit stones you earned in this life been spent on buying pills to build your body? You still have the nerve to call yourself a strong man, don't make people laugh with your big teeth. Lost."

"you you you"

The old man was so angry that his chest was clogged and his brain was buzzing. If he didn't still have some sense and didn't dare to take action at the city gate, he would have wanted to kill this arrogant junior on the spot.

Zhong Lingge saw that he was so angry that he admired his master's teachings even more.As expected, when you want to curse someone, you have to curse where it hurts. Harsh truths are the most annoying thing to people!
She knew at a glance that this old man in the early stage of foundation building was in the realm of the elixir pile. In addition to his empty spirit, the whites of his eyes were cloudy, the circles under his eyes were blue, the lips were dark, and his complexion was sallow. This was a sign that the erysipelas had penetrated into the bones and blood meridians.

The old man took a while to calm down. In order not to cause trouble for himself, he no longer looked back at Zhong Lingge, nor did he drive her away again.

Zhong Lingge insisted on standing behind him, taunting him in a voice that everyone could hear from time to time.

"I don't know if I spent a lot of money by using a Flying Crane Talisman, or I spent a lot of money by taking pills from the early days of Qi refining. After calculating this account, it is clear who is poor and who is rich. I worked hard to enter the secret realm, ran around looking for resources, and earned a lot of money. It’s all hard-earned spiritual stones! Why can’t I ride the Crane Talisman on such a long journey?”

At first, the casual cultivators who were watching with jealousy came to their senses after hearing what she said.The global announcement has been widely circulated. Everyone knows that she is a disciple of the Jidao Sect. She has come all the way from the center of the east. Using the Flying Crane Talisman does not seem to be a luxury.

On the other hand, the old foundation-building man who was looking for trouble at the beginning actually had so many spiritual stones to buy elixirs. He was all a casual cultivator. How could there be such a big difference between people?
Zhong Lingge kept eavesdropping with his ears pricked up, and soon heard the Foundation Stage talking about the old man in the distance.

"This man doesn't wear very conspicuous clothes. Where can he get the resources to exchange for elixirs?"

"Are Zhong Lingge's words accurate? Has the old man really been using pills to cultivate his power since the Qi refining stage? How many spiritual stones does this cost! I can't even think about it!"

"The younger generations of the Zongmen family are well-informed. Maybe they can really see that something is not right about the old man's face. He hesitates but does not deny it. It seems to be true! Follow him later and see what's going on."

"Fellow Taoist, add me."

"Add me too."

After a while, twelve foundation-building casual cultivators gathered together and unabashedly planned to follow the old man.

The old man clenched his hands tightly into fists. Leaving the team now would be a dead end if he did not enter the city. The only way to survive was to go in and see the city lord.If the city lord is happy, maybe he can help him kill those shameless casual cultivators!
Zhong Lingge watched him clenching and unclenching his fists, loosening them and then clenching them again. His nervous look was both sad and ridiculous!
Just as she was about to add a few more unpleasant words to him, her perked ears caught a sentence, and her eyes gradually turned cold as she looked at the old man's back.

(End of this chapter)