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

Chapter 51 Yan Family Intelligence

I didn't find Chen Yi in the market, but fortunately Song Wen still had her jade slip.

He picked up the jade slip and sent a message.

Song Wen: "Junior Sister Chen, do you have detailed information about the seven-color grass?"

Song Wen waited for a while and found that the other party did not reply to the message, so he put down the jade slip and went to do other things. When Chen Yi saw the content of the message, she would reply to him.

The first thing he did was to sacrifice the ghost head shield.

Song Wen sat cross-legged, with his five hearts facing the sky, took out the ghost head shield and placed it in front of him.

Then the blood and qi reversed, and the abundant blood and qi in the body began to roll. A drop of blood began to force out from the center of the eyebrows and dripped directly onto the ghost head shield.

Drop after drop of blood spread on the ghost head shield, dyeing the strange patterns on it into a weird bloody red.

Waves of blood light began to light up on the ghost head shield, and the blood light gradually became stronger.

A ball of black fog suddenly broke through the shield and turned into a fierce ghost about ten feet long in the air.

The fierce ghost was all black, with fangs and a big mouth, roaring wildly at Song Wen.

However, Song Wen turned a deaf ear to this strange phenomenon and continued to drip blood essence.

After dripping dozens of drops of blood essence, the fierce ghost seemed to be full, gradually became docile, and slowly retracted into the shield.

Song Wen also stopped dripping blood essence, and instead used spiritual power to wash the ghost head shield again and again.

About two hours later, Song Wen showed a smile on his face. He finally completely refined the ghost head shield.

Only Song Wen dared to refine the magic weapon so much blood essence. If it were another fourth-level Qi training cultivator, it would take at least ten days and half a month to refine the ghost head shield. After all, not all cultivators are like Song Wen, who have spiritual power far beyond the realm of cultivation and almost inexhaustible blood essence.

At this moment, the communication jade slip responded.

Chen Yi: "Brother Jiyin, the seven-color grass is a spiritual grass unique to the poisonous miasma swamp. It is not planted in the sect's spiritual grass garden. Therefore, I have never come into contact with the seven-color grass and have no information about it."

Song Wen said: "Sister Chen, do you have a way to get information about the seven-color grass? I can pay a certain amount of spiritual stones as a reward."

Perhaps because she was tempted by the reward mentioned by Song Wen, Chen Yi replied after a moment,

"Why is Brother Jiyin suddenly interested in the seven-color grass? If you really want it, I can find Brother Zhang Xiaofan to think of a way."

Zhang Xiaofan is a direct disciple, and his master is a Jindan strongman in the alchemy room. It is naturally much easier for him to inquire about the news of the seven-color grass.

Song Wen said: "If you can get information about the Yan family in the poisonous miasma swamp, it would be even better. I can pay 30 spiritual stones as a reward. But all the information must be provided to me within three days, otherwise it will be useless."

After more than three days, Song Wen left the sect, and the communication jade slip has a distance limit. After a certain distance, the two cannot contact each other.

As a spiritual plant husband, Chen Yi's monthly salary is only 10 spiritual stones, and 30 spiritual stones are already a considerable fortune for her.

Chen Yi immediately replied, "Senior Brother Jiyin, I will contact Senior Brother Zhang as soon as possible."

Two days later in the evening, Song Wen returned to the cave and opened the big red coffin.

A corpse puppet with a height of more than two meters, fangs of more than two inches, and corpse qi all over the body jumped out of the coffin.

"Roar!"

As if to celebrate its new life, the corpse puppet roared as soon as it rushed out of the coffin.

Song Wen circled the corpse puppet several times. The skin on the corpse puppet was dark brown, and the shriveled muscles were like the old roots of a big tree, vigorous and powerful.

"It's a good meat shield."

Song Wen nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, Song Wen finally received Chen Yi's reply.

"Brother Jiyin, I'll wait for you in the canteen for errand disciples."

Song Wen was delighted. He didn't expect Chen Yi to be able to get the information about the seven-color grass and the Yan family in the poisonous miasma swamp.

He asked the corpse puppet to return to the coffin, and then left the cave without delay.

...

At this time, it was time for dinner, and there were many errand disciples coming and going in the canteen.

In order not to appear too abrupt, Song Wen and Chen Yi each took a portion of food, found a secluded table, and started eating and chatting.

The other errand disciples, seeing that the two were wearing outer disciples' clothes, were very tactful and kept a distance from the two, and did not come to disturb them.

Chen Yi handed Song Wen a jade slip and said.

"Brother Jiyin, the information about the seven-color grass and the Yan family you want is all in it."

"Thank you, Junior Sister."

Song Wen took the jade slip and handed over a small cloth bag at the same time, which contained the thirty spirit stones that had been agreed in advance.

Chen Yi took the bag and used her mental power to probe it. A smile suddenly appeared on her face.

She said, "Brother, have you received the mission to go to the Yan family's sect?"

Song Wen nodded.

"Yes."

After a moment of silence, Song Wen continued, "Sister Chen, I would like to ask, where did you get the information about the seven-colored grass and the Yan family?"

Song Wen asked this question mainly to confirm the accuracy of the information.

If the information was collected by Chen Yi herself, the accuracy of the information would be greatly reduced.

"I asked Brother Zhang Xiaofan for the information and got it from Brother Zhang's master." Chen Yi said.

Chen Yi obviously spent a lot of effort to get the thirty spirit stones. Although she did not say it clearly, Zhang Xiaofan would not be willing to ask his master for information without a price.

As for what price Chen Yi paid for this, it was not something Song Wen considered.

Song Wen was very satisfied with this answer. Since the information was provided by a Jindan strongman, there should be no problem.

He didn't want to dwell on this issue, so he changed the subject.

"Junior Sister Chen, have you completed your sect's mission?"

Chen Yi narrowed her eyes and showed a smug smile on her face.

"Not yet, but it will be completed soon. I have to thank you, senior brother?"

"Oh? Where did you say that?"

"My mission is to hand over 5 Fire Spirit Grasses to the sect." Chen Yi said.

Fire Spirit Grass is a first-level spiritual medicine with fire attributes. Although it is not precious. But because it likes to grow in hot places, and the corpse qi in the Corpse Demon Sect is rich in yin qi, it is impossible to grow this kind of spiritual medicine.

The place where Fire Spirit Grass grows closest to the Corpse Demon Sect is an active volcano called Changyan Mountain.

But Changyan Mountain is thousands of miles away from the Corpse Demon Sect. There are all kinds of powerful monsters and strange poisonous insects, as well as elusive robbery cultivators. If Chen Yi, who has only the second level of Qi training, wants to go to Changyan Mountain to retrieve the Fire Spirit Grass, it is almost a life-and-death struggle.

But the Fire Spirit Grass is only a first-level spiritual medicine after all. Chen Yi is weak and cannot collect it, but there are always powerful cultivators who will bring back some Fire Spirit Grass when passing through Changyan Mountain.

Chen Yi found a cultivator of the ninth level of Qi training, who just happened to have five Fire Spirit Grasses.

However, the other party's asking price was not low, and Chen Yi could not get enough spirit stones after scraping together, and was still short of more than 20 spirit stones.

Just at this time, Song Wen came to her.

After listening to Chen Yi's explanation, Song Wen couldn't help but feel a little envious. He originally thought that his mission was already very safe, but now compared to it, Chen Yi's sect mission is truly risk-free, but it only costs some spirit stones.

Song Wen said, "Congratulations, Junior Sister Chen."

The two chatted for a while, then said goodbye and left.

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