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

The old man turned his head and looked at Song Wen aside.

"This fellow Taoist looks familiar to me, but I don't know what to call him?"

Song Wendao said, "I'm extremely Yin! I've seen Taoist friends."

"Fellow Taoist is the third-level alchemist who helped Master Zhuyue Pavilion to deal with the bloodthirsty bees of Yangdao?" the old man asked.

"Exactly, I wonder how you know about this?" Song Wen said.

The old man said, "I am the inner gate of Wuji Island - Yu Qi."

Yu Qi, a monk in the middle stage of Jindan, a registered disciple of Demon Lord Yin Shuo, and the master of Jing Kai.

This information flashed through Song Wen's mind.

No wonder the other party knew about what was going on on Sheep Island. He should have learned it from Jing Kai.

"Friend Jiyin, it is said that your alchemy skills are quite good. I can't help but bother you Taoist friends from time to time in the future."

Yu Qi's old face was trying his best to put on a bright smile.

"Fellow Taoist, I have given you too much praise. My alchemy skills are superficial and it is difficult for me to reach the level of elegance." Song Wendao said.

Yu Qi said, "My Taoist friend is too self-effacing, which is not like my demonic style. My friend Jiyin and the nephew of Chu Qian met here in Tingchao Pavilion today. I wonder what they discussed?"

Song Wendao said, "Fellow Daoist Yu, what you said is a bit too much, right?"

Yu Qi said apologetically, "I made a mistake, fellow Taoist, don't blame me."

"It's getting late, and I have to go back to the island. Fellow Daoist Yu, please say goodbye."

After Song Wen finished speaking, he turned around and walked outside.

At this time, the sun has already set below the sea level, and there is only a trace of afterglow in the distant sky.

Chu Qian said to Yu Qi, "Senior Yu and junior also say goodbye."

He jogged two steps and caught up with Song Wen.

Seeing Song Wen and Chu Qian stepping out of the gate of Tingchao Pavilion, Yu Qi's eyes gradually became a little grim.

"Senior Jiyin, please don't get too close to Yu Qi. This man is extremely powerful and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. He has a very bad reputation among the inner sect."

After staying away from Tingchao Pavilion, Chu Qian conveyed his message to Song Wen.

It is unknown whether he sincerely reminded Song Wen or whether he was worried that Song Wen and Yu Qi would get closer and affect his purchase of the elixir from Song Wen.

Song Wendao said, "Thank you for reminding me, little friend. I'm going back to Jiyin Island, so you and I can say goodbye."

"Senior, walk slowly." Chu Qian shouted to Song Wen's rising figure.

An hour later, it was completely dark.

Song Wen flew over an uninhabited island and suddenly stopped.

"Fellow Taoist, after following me for so long, it's time to show up and meet me."

"Jie Jie Jie... You are quite courageous. You knew I was following you secretly, but you didn't even think about escaping. Instead, you led me to this secluded place."

In the dark sky, a figure slowly flew out, it was Yu Qi.

"Fellow Taoist Yu Qi, this is the first time you and I met. You went out of your way to escort me back to the island. I always want to find a quiet place where no one will disturb me. I want to thank you Taoist friend." Song Wen said with a smile on his face. said.

Yu Qi said, "It seems that fellow Taoist is not only courageous, but also has a high opinion of himself. But don't worry, as long as you cooperate, I will not hurt your life."

Song Wendao said, "Fellow Taoist Yu Qi, what do you want from me after you have followed me for so long?"

"Foundation-Building Pill! Hand over the Foundation-Building Pill on your body. And make a soul oath that from now on, you will cut off all transactions with Chu Qian. If you sell all the pills to me, I will let you go safely." "Yu Qi said.

Song Wen turned his palm, and a jade bottle suddenly appeared in his hand.

"I have two Foundation Establishment Pills here. If you want them, fellow Taoist, just take them. I can also agree to other conditions. But before that, I hope fellow Taoist can answer me a question."

"what is the problem?"

"The technique practiced by my fellow Taoist is the "Corpse King's Blood Training"?"

Yu Qi said, "The "Corpse King's Blood Cultivation" is my sect's martial art on Wuji Island. Even among the inner sects, not everyone can practice this skill. You, an outer sect elder, are asking about this. ?”

Song Wendao said, "It seems that fellow Taoist practitioners are practicing this technique. I have a guess in my mind and I need fellow Taoists to cooperate."

Yu Qi's expression became wary, "Ji Yin, what do you mean by this? What do you need my cooperation to do?"

Song Wen's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a bloodthirsty and cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"We need to use the head of our Taoist friend Xiang!"

Before he finished speaking, Song Wen's figure suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Yu Qi.

"Ji Yin, you are looking for death!"

Yu Qi was furious. An early-stage Jindan monk from the outer sect dared to speak arrogantly.

He raised his hand and pointed it into the air, and an iron awl with a black light appeared in the sky.

The iron cone was about two feet long. Under Yu Qi's urging, the black light suddenly surged above the iron cone, like a black lightning, going straight to Song Wen's heart.

Facing the iron cone that was stabbing straight at him, Song Wen did not dodge. He opened his mouth and spat out, and a large amount of black breath spurted out.

The black aura quickly condensed in front of him and turned into a black shield.

"Bang!" A dull impact sounded.

A huge force came from the iron cone, making Song Wen's forward body suddenly pause and be knocked back several feet in the air.

But the black shield was as solid as a rock and unscathed.

Yu Qi's expression suddenly became solemn, "Guiyuan evil spirit! No wonder you are so confident. Humph! I just don't know how much evil energy you have refined, how many times you can withstand my attacks."

Before he finished speaking, the iron cone rose into the sky again, and the black light became stronger, shooting towards Song Wen.

Song Wen opened his mouth again and spat out, and a large amount of Guiyuan evil spirit surged out again. The evil spirit turned into a giant black hand and grabbed the iron awl.

The giant black hand drew a strange arc in the air and accurately grasped the iron cone.

The giant hand clenched tightly, holding the iron awl firmly in his hand.

The iron awl trembled and struggled, trying to break out of my hand.

Yu Qi pushed Tie Zhu with all his strength and found that Tie Zu could not break free from the giant black hand, and his face gradually became ugly.

He raised his hand to call out a soul flag, and just as he was about to activate it, he heard Song Wen on the other side say.

"Okay, the test of Guiyuan evil spirit is almost done. You can go and die!"

Yu Qi, who felt underestimated, was about to get angry when he saw three transparent sharp blades coming at high speed.

He immediately looked shocked.

"Spiritual consciousness attack!"

Yu Qi had a look of fear on his face. He had no spiritual defense method, so he could only concentrate and mobilize all the power of his spiritual consciousness to defend the sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, he activated his body skills and quickly retreated towards the rear.

'Ji Yin' only has the early stage cultivation of Jindan, and the power of spiritual consciousness should be weaker than his own. As long as he can withstand this wave of spiritual consciousness attacks, he still has a chance to escape.

Yu Qi thought so in his heart.