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

Let Wu Jiagu be on guard more than ten miles away, Song Wen walked along the river. If he encountered an irresistible danger, he could dive into the bottom of the river immediately and use the turbid torrent to hide his figure.

Since the Demon Realm is in the Tuocang Mountains, the terrain is higher. As long as you go down the river, you can leave the Demon Realm and go to the mortal realm controlled by the righteous monks.

After walking for less than half an hour, Song Wen saw a spaceship flying in the sky dozens of miles away.

The spaceship is not big, only six or seven meters in length, and there are faint shadows of people moving on it.

Song Wen immediately restrained his breath and hid at the bottom of the river.

When the spacecraft entered the spiritual detection range, Song Wen discovered that the person with the highest level of cultivation on the spacecraft was an early-stage foundation-building monk, and there were more than twenty people, all of whom were late-stage qi-training monks.

These monks have pure spiritual energy and awe-inspiring auras.

This is a group of righteous monks.

They were heading away from the Corpse Demon Sect.

Song Wen's eyes flashed with light, and a plan came to mind.

He restrained the demonic aura on his body, stopped the flow of spiritual power in the "Corpse King's Blood Exercise", and started running the "Longevity Exercise"!

Bad time!

The evil aura from Song Wen's body dissipated, and the corpse aura disappeared, replaced by an aura of righteousness from heaven and earth.

With the large amount of spiritual energy supplied over the years, his "Immortality Skill" has been promoted to the fourth level of Qi training without realizing it.

He adjusted his breath to become a bit messy and mottled, as if he had been seriously injured.

He put on another casual cultivator's clothes.

After doing all this, Song Wen slowly walked out of the water, disguised himself as a young casual cultivator in his twenties, and then lay wet on the river beach.

This place is only a thousand miles away from the Corpse Demon Sect, and a righteous monk in the early stage of foundation building, with more than twenty monks in the Qi Refining stage, dared to appear openly.

It can only explain one problem.

The current situation of the Corpse Demon Sect is very unfavorable, and I am afraid that it has been besieged by the Righteous Sect.

The safest way to stay away from this place now is to disguise as a righteous cultivator, board a righteous spaceship, and leave this place.

...

On the spaceship.

A beautiful young female cultivator, seventeen or eighteen years old, suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Look, there is a person lying on the river beach."

Everyone on the spaceship looked in the direction of the woman's finger. There was a wide open area near the river beach. At a glance, they could see a young casual cultivator lying on the river beach.

Suddenly everyone was talking about it.

"What happened? Why are you shouting?"

A stern reprimand sounded, and the spacecraft fell silent.

A middle-aged male cultivator walked out of the boat building and glanced at everyone with displeasure.

It was obvious that the male cultivator's authority in the hearts of everyone was not low, and everyone was immediately silent.

After a while, the woman who was the first to notice Song Wen mustered up the courage to speak.

"Reporting to Elder Wu, there is a monk lying on the river beach a few miles ahead. I don't know whether he is dead or alive."

When Elder Wu heard this, his face was still cold. He walked forward slowly, walked to the side of the ship, and looked into the distance. Sure enough, he found a motionless figure lying on the river beach several miles away.

he snapped.

"This place is within the sphere of demonic influence. Although our five sects of the righteous path have wiped out all demonic forces, large and small, except for the Corpse Demon Sect within a radius of several thousand miles, there will inevitably be fish that slip through the net, and we must not be careless."

After reprimanding his fellow junior disciples, Elder Wu ordered the spacecraft to slowly approach the river beach.

Until he was about a mile away from Song Wen, Elder Wu finally used his spiritual sense to detect Song Wen's situation.

Just a casual cultivator at the fourth level of Qi training!

He also suffered serious internal injuries, and the flow of spiritual energy in his body was also very sluggish.

But why would a righteous cultivator in the Qi training stage appear alone so close to the Corpse Demon Sect?

"Two people go down and take him aboard the spaceship! Remember to be careful." Elder Wu ordered.

"yes!"

Two male cultivators in the late stage of Qi training flew out of the boat and landed on the river beach.

After a while, the two threw Song Wen, who was pretending to be unconscious, on the deck of the spaceship.

"Give him a healing pill." Elder Wu said.

An elixir was poured into Song Wen's mouth, and then a burst of spiritual power was injected to help him refine the elixir.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Song Wen estimated that the elixir should have taken effect, and slowly opened his eyes.

After pretending to adapt to the direct sunlight in the sky and his injured and weak body, Song Wen slowly spoke.

"This is where?"

The male monk who fed Song Wen the elixir.

"We are monks from Xuantian Sword Sect. You fainted on the river beach. Fortunately, we came to rescue you."

Xuantian Sword Sect!

Song Wen suddenly remembered, wasn't the woman in red Yan Yuyan from this sect?

He struggled to get up from the deck, his expression became a little excited, and he bowed and clasped his fists.

"Thank you all seniors for your life-saving grace. I, Chen Feihe, am deeply grateful. The Xuantian Sword Sect is truly worthy of being a great sect of the righteous way. It has rescued a mere casual cultivator of mine over and over again. I am so grateful that I will surely form a grass ring. To repay the great kindness.”

Facing Song Wen's advocacy, Elder Wu remained unmoved, his expression remained cold, and his eyes were fixed on Song Wendao.

"Oh? According to you, have you been saved by other members of my Xuantian Sword Sect?"

Song Wen nodded and looked into the air, as if he was recalling something, his face full of reverence and gratitude.

"Half a month ago, I was robbed by the demons of the Corpse Demon Sect. They wanted to take me back to the Corpse Demon Sect to draw my blood and refine my soul to make a living corpse. I originally thought that I would be made into an immortal corpse puppet and be enslaved by others forever. Sent.”

"But I didn't expect that I would meet a swordsman from your sect on the way."

Speaking of this, Song Wen's face was full of admiration and yearning.

"The swordsman came down to earth like a fairy. He was dressed in red and had a graceful appearance. He held a snow-white long sword. With just one move, he killed several powerful demons. He saved more than a dozen of us casual cultivators. .”

"That sword is as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, as fast as lightning, and as powerful as the sky collapsing. It is truly a sword that astonishes talent and wind."

When Elder Wu heard this, his expression was still somewhat suspicious, and he asked in a deep voice.

"You mean, you were helped by our Xuantian Sword Sect, Master Yanyu Yanyan? On what day did the thing you mentioned happen?"

Song Wen replied with clasped fists.

"Back to senior, it should have been three or four days ago."

After saying that, he murmured to himself, "It turns out that the senior Sword Immortal is named Yan Yuyan."

Elder Wu nodded, the time was right.

Uncle Yan was seriously injured three days ago. He had indeed been active around here two days before that, and he rescued a few casual cultivators, which was normal.

"You said you have a dozen casual cultivators in total. Where are the others?"

Song Wen shook his head helplessly, his face gradually turning sad.

"After we were rescued by Senior Yan, Senior Yan left. We wanted to return to the righteous realm as soon as possible, but we met several demon cultivators on the way. We were defeated and could only flee in all directions. In panic, we suffered I was seriously injured, fell into the river, and fainted."

"I didn't expect that I would be rescued by your sect again. Sure enough, the rumors are true. The members of the Xuantian Sword Sect are all righteous people who eliminate demons, protect the Tao, and hoe the strong and help the weak."

Under Song Wen's flattery and easy lies, Elder Wu gradually lowered his suspicion of Song Wen. The less experienced qi-training monks on the spaceship basically completely believed what Song Wen said.

After all, Song Wen's aura of awe cannot be faked.