Chapter 300 News of Corpse Refining

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The long-bearded cultivator caressed the long beard, thought for a long time, and said, "This person has built the eighth floor of the foundation, and his spiritual awareness is above you and me.

These characters, or the direct descendants of the great forces, came out to experience.

If we take care of such a character, the entire Baojing Lake will be hard to survive.

Either there is a great chance and a strong talent, such people are all progressing very fast in cultivation, and they are not easy to mess with.

Let's start with him, if we succeed, that's fine.

If you let him run away, then wait for him to come back in a few years and kill us.

In my opinion, don't act rashly yet.

If this person is only here for a tour, then we should not be disturbed.

If we stay here for a long time, then we can also win over.

As long as he doesn't interfere with our plans, let's not do it.

If he insists on going against us, he can only be sent away. "

The short-bearded cultivator nodded and said: "Let's do it this way, this person just missed a hand and showed two methods that we can't match.

Seeing that this person is also a decisive person, he is not like a rookie, there must be a means of pressing the bottom of the box.

We really don't have much confidence that we can take him down. If we can't do it, we should try our best not to do it. "

Wang Daoyuan didn't know anything about the plans of the two, and was still wandering around the market.

There are really no taboos for the scattered repairs in Baojing Lake.

Guiyanfang City can't sell everything related to monsters. This side doesn't care at all. The bones, horns, scales and other items of monsters are all available.

The highest cultivation base here is the pinnacle of foundation building, and it can only hunt down second-order monsters.

Therefore, the materials of these monsters are mostly second-order middle and low-grade materials, there are very few second-order high-grade materials, and third-order materials are completely absent.

The Baojing Lake oasis is surrounded by barren land, and the elixir is extremely rare, and it is still a sand plant.

He didn't hang around on the street stall for too long, but walked to the tallest building in Fangshi.

This is a restaurant called Jinghu Restaurant.

Wang Daoyuan walked into the restaurant and saw that it was quite lively inside.

The first floor of the restaurant is a lobby that covers an area of ​​more than half an acre. There are forty or fifty tables, and most of the tables are filled with people.

He chose a table in the corner to sit down, and shouted, "The shopkeeper, come with a few side dishes and two jars of good wine."

After a while, a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training came over with two wine jars and said, "Senior, this is your wine, and the dishes will be served in a while."

Wang Daoyuan nodded and didn't speak, and the monk who ran the hall also withdrew.

The monk who ran the hall was the first qi training monk he saw here.

In this environment where the weak and the strong are the only rules, the monks in the early stage of foundation building were not able to survive, and the Qi training monks simply had no ability to survive alone.

After a quarter of an hour, the monk jogging came over again holding a wooden tray, and there were six dishes on the tray.

He put the six dishes on the table beside Wang Daoyuan, and said with a smile, "Senior, your dishes are all ready, do you dare to ask the senior what else you want?"

Wang Daoyuan opened a jar of wine, poured a bowl of wine, and said, "That's all."

When he was out, he still had to be careful. He released a few soul-chasing bees and tasted the wine and food.

In this day where Emperor Gao is far away, he doesn't have to worry about anyone recognizing Soul Chasing Bee.

Then again, even if someone recognizes it, it's no big deal.

A loose cultivator has a soul chasing bee, what does it have to do with Wang Daoyuan?

The few soul-chasing bees were all normal, so he could eat and drink with confidence.

This wine tastes pretty good, slightly stronger than Chixue Brewing, and much worse than Lingtaolu, and it should have been cellared for about a hundred years.

He's used to drinking Ling Tao Dew of hundreds of years, and that's the same thing as drinking this wine.

Tried all six dishes, and the taste was decent.

After a while, a monk came to the table and asked with a smile, "Dare to ask this fellow Daoist,

Can I ask for a drink? "

This man has sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and a rosacea nose, making him an alcoholic at first glance.

He is also a cultivator on the eighth floor of the Foundation Establishment, and even if his cultivation base is low, he would not dare to come to him for a drink.

Wang Daoyuan poured a bowl of wine and said with a smile: "My wine can be drunk by others, but not everyone can drink it.

I don't know, what do you want to drink this bowl of wine with? "

The rosacea-nosed monk smiled and said, "Based on our cultivation base, we are the same. I have also seen the situation when Daoist first came. Compared with the strength of the fighting method, I am afraid that I will not be able to accept your move.

I don't have anything I can take out, only the news is well-informed. How about exchanging the news for wine? "

Wang Daoyuan nodded and said: "It happens that I am more interested in some anecdotes. I only know that this Baojing Lake is a site for loose cultivators. I wonder if there are any anecdotes here?"

He stared at the bowl of wine on the table with an embarrassed smile.

Wang Daoyuan waved his hand and pushed the wine bowl in front of him.

He picked up the wine bowl, drank it all at once, made a cheerful voice, and then said: "Young fellow Daoist is really refreshing, I won't hide it anymore.

This Treasure Mirror Lake oasis is just that big, and there are hundreds of foundation-building and scattered cultivators.

Fighting to kill people is commonplace, no matter how bizarre the method of death is, it is not uncommon, it is not a miracle.

Only ten years ago, a strange thing happened. "

Having said this, the rosacea monk stopped.

Wang Daoyuan really wanted to slap him to death, this grandson wouldn't be a storyteller.

This sentence is broken, it is too appetizing.

With a wave of his hand, the wine flew out of the jar and fell into the bowl in front of the rosacea monk, filling the bowl.

The rosacea-nosed man picked up the wine bowl, still sullen, burped his wine, and said, "More than ten years ago, more than ten monks dressed as loose cultivators came from the south to look for something nearby.

Some daring monks in the area had a conflict with them.

Although this group of people are all dressed as loose cultivators, they should be disciples of a certain major force.

They cooperate with each other in their fighting, and a few people can beat more than a dozen local monks of the same rank.

The local monks did not dare to provoke them any more, and let them search the area around Baojing Lake.

They tossed in the oasis for several months and found nothing.

After tossing in Nanshan and Beishan for half a year, he still found nothing.

Later, they began to search the desert beyond the oasis.

After tossing for more than a year, there was a fight with someone more than 300 miles east of the oasis.

According to a passing cultivator, this group of people encountered a group of second-order high-grade corpses. These corpses were humanoids, as well as monsters, each with steel and iron bones. The cultivators of the same rank were not opponents at all. "

Having said that, he paused again.

Wang Daoyuan naturally knew what he meant, and poured him another bowl of wine.

After the rosacea cultivator finished drinking, he continued: "The fighting skills of these cultivators are not weak, and after fighting with this group of corpses for a long time, only four or five people were injured.

Seeing that they couldn't take the corpse, they left the place where the corpse was.

It did not return to the oasis, but went directly to the south.

After about a month, another group of monks dressed as loose cultivators came. This time there were more people. There were about 30 people. All of them were in the late stage of foundation establishment. The master of men.

This group of people came prepared, and the magic talismans and instruments they used had a lot of restraint on corpse refining.

They had the upper hand at first, pressing down on the corpse to fight.

Later, I don't know what happened, these corpses suddenly became fierce and defeated this group of people again.

Moreover, five or six lives were left. "

The rosacea monk's words stopped again. Wang Daoyuan couldn't help it anymore. Every time he said that he stopped at a critical moment, this was challenging his patience!