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

The place where Chang Chang asked Song Wen to meet was still the small courtyard from yesterday.

The gate of the small courtyard has been repaired.

The flesh, blood and sawdust outside the hospital were also cleared away.

When Song Wen stepped into the small courtyard, Song Wen finally knew the reason why Xing Chang dared to come to Tingfeng Pavilion again.

Chief Xing did not come alone, there was another person sitting in the courtyard.

A woman who looks like a fairy, but time hardly leaves a mark on her body.

Xing Chang's mother - Shan Yue.

Regarding Song Wen's arrival, Shan Yue did not show any indifference. She just nodded slightly and said hello to Song Wen.

Although Song Wen once saved her son, Shan Yue felt superior to others and did not bother to have too much communication with Song Wen.

In Shan Yue's eyes, casual cultivators like Song Wen are just like mud-legged people in the world, and are born untouchables.

She had already thanked Song Wen in person for his kindness in saving her son.

The woman of the ancestor of the Xing family, even if she is just a concubine, thanking her in person is already a great gift to a pariah like Song Wen.

The mother and son have repaid Song Wen's kindness.

As for Song Wen's teaching of Xing Chang's Lei method, she paid for it with spiritual stones. Song Wen should do her best to teach her children well.

Chang Xing was extremely concerned about the magic competition in three years' time. After he and Song Wen parted ways yesterday, he went back and practiced Palm Thunder hard.

Today, he is obviously more skilled in releasing the thunder in his palm.

When the palm thunder exploded in mid-air, Bai Man appeared outside the courtyard again.

"Chang Xing, do you really think that I, Bai Man, am a fool? Are you really not afraid that I will report this matter to the eldest son when you come here to provoke me again and again?"

Bai Man's angry voice sounded outside the hospital.

"Squeak!"

The courtyard door opened without wind.

Shan Yue stood up from the stone bench and walked out.

"My son is only practicing thunder in Tingfeng Pavilion, and it has not affected Tingfeng Pavilion's business. You are just yelling here. You really think that we, mother and son, are weak and easy to bully."

Shan Yue's cultivation level is not high, but his aura is very strong.

Bai Manai was a late-stage foundation-building monk, two realms higher than her, but she didn't take him seriously at all.

Hearing this, Bai Man's heart tightened. She had sensed before that there were three people in the hospital.

In addition to Song Wen and Xing Chang who showed up yesterday, there is also a woman.

What she never expected was that this woman was actually Xing Chang's mother, one of Xing Gaohan's favorite concubines.

Shan Yue actually lowered his status, appeared in Tingfeng Pavilion, and got involved in the dispute between these juniors.

Even if Xing Liren is here today, Shan Yue must be given due respect.

"Xing...Mrs. Xing..."

Bai Man didn't know how to face Shan Yue for a while.

Shan Yue said, "A young Tingfeng Pavilion manager dares to yell in front of me. Could it be that he has forgotten Fang Zhucheng's last name!"

Bai Man's face turned pale and he looked a little flustered.

"Mrs. Xing, there are indeed rules in Tingfeng Pavilion. You are not allowed to use magic here to avoid affecting other guests."

"Rules?" Shan Yue sneered.

"Who do you think you are, worthy of discussing rules with me? Let me tell you, no one can stop my son from practicing thunder here today, not even if Xing Liren comes in person!"

Facing Shan Yue's arrogant and unreasonable attitude, Bai Man was so angry that she felt helpless. She didn't even dare to argue with him.

Bai Man turned around and prepared to leave, intending to inform Xing Liren of the matter and let Xing Liren make the decision.

However, just as she turned to leave, Shan Yue's strange voice came from behind.

"Why, I know I'm in the wrong, so I'm leaving now. It's just a dog raised by the Xing family, and it barks in front of its owner."

Bai Man's figure disappeared amid the humiliation of Shan Yue's victory.

Danyue is like a general returning in triumph, with a rainbow of momentum.

Her eyes revealed pride and pride. She raised her long, snow-white neck and walked to the stone table, where Shi Shiran sat down.

"Chang'er, continue to practice, no one will bother you again today."

Chief Xing suffered a defeat in Bai Man's hands yesterday, and his mother taught Bai Man a lesson today, which made Chief Xing extremely happy.

"Mother, don't worry. I will practice Thunder Technique well, and I will definitely make a splash in the art conference and win glory for my mother."

Song Wen stood aside, looking at this strange mother and son, and couldn't help but feel dumb in his heart.

Sure enough, what kind of mother she is, what kind of son she raises.

"Wei Ding, why are you still dazed? Why don't you quickly teach my son the Thunder Technique. If my son can't get a ranking in the magic art conference, it will be your incompetence and your teaching is not good."

Shan Yue suddenly bossed Song Wendao.

"Yes, Mrs. Xing."

Two hours later, the chief executioner ended the practice.

When Xing Chang and Shan Yue were about to leave, Shan Yue threw a cloth bag to Song Wen.

"This is a reward for you. Serve my son well, and the benefits will be yours."

After saying that, Shan Yue and Xing Chang took a spaceship together and flew high into the sky.

Song Wen weighed the bag in his hand.

There are only a hundred low-grade spiritual stones!

But when Shan Yue threw out this bag of spiritual stones, he had a proud attitude as if he had given Song Wen hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones.

The second day.

Song Wenwen thought that Chief Xing would continue to let him teach Lei Fa, but he did not receive a summons from Chief Xing.

He also enjoyed his leisure time.

That night.

Song Wen came to the Dark Star Black Market and entered the wooden building in the backyard of Wanbao Pavilion. He met the white-haired old man Tian Zhou and a bearded man.

The bearded man has a strong aura, and he is a golden elixir monk.

Tian Zhou introduced the two to each other.

Ran Xu, a big man named Wei Zhengzhi, is a third-level weapon refiner.

"I've met Senior Wei." Song Wen said, cupping his fists.

Wei Zhengzhi said, "I heard Tian Zhou mention that you intend to refine a magic weapon?"

Song Wendao said, "This is true, but the magic weapon is not what I need. It was my master who ordered me to handle this matter."

The reason why Song Wen insisted that he was doing things for others was to make Tian Zhou and Wei Zhengzhi believe that there was a Jindan monk behind him.

In order to make the two of them have worries and not dare to have evil thoughts easily.

After all, the enemy hidden in the dark is the most mysterious enemy and the most feared.

Wei Zhengzhi said, "No need to say anything else, just tell me your specific requirements for the magic weapon."

Song Wen stretched his right hand into the air, and two small trees appeared in his hand.

The small tree is about half a foot long, dark red all over, as translucent as jade, and the trunk is covered with tiny fish scale-like textures.

It was the two fire scale trees that Song Wen obtained in the Canglan secret realm.

Before Song Wen could speak, he heard Wei Zhengzhi exclaim.

"Fire Gangmu!"

This is the name given to Fire Linmu by the monks in the Discord Sea.