Chapter 380: Acquisition of Yuanying

Yu Zecheng was stunned after hearing this, and then he realized that Senior Sister Ruotong had not passed the death threshold and had already burned her body for five fires. She sacrificed her life to the immortal. After hearing this, Yu Zecheng trembled all over, put down the wine glass, and asked:

"Brother Yizhu, is Senior Sister Ruotong there?"

Yizhu said:

"In Xuanyuan Ling, five hundred miles east of the east, the burial place for our Xuanyuan Sword disciples..."

Yu Zecheng had already soared into the sky and flew towards it. Yu Zecheng walked in the air with his sword in the air, his heart was as chaotic as if there was a trace of luck in his heart, as if everything was fake. He always felt that all this was impossible. He didn't believe that the senior sister who thanked her for her body and was so generous that she died like this.

A long sword tomb tower in the distance stood up soaring into the sky and could be seen a hundred miles away. Yu Zecheng entered the tomb with his sword and saw countless tombs arranged one by one here. Yu Zecheng watched from both sides, not knowing which one was.

At this time, an old man hunchback appeared and said:

"Do you come to see the old friend? Who are you looking for?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"I'm looking for Senior Sister Ruotong?"

"It's Ruotong's child. Come with me, she's here."

After saying that, the old man led the way in front, Yu Zecheng followed respectfully, and walked to a grave. The figure carved on the jade tombstone above was the portrait of Ruotong himself.

The tombstone portrait appears vividly, and the emotion in his eyes is like a real person, as if he is saying to Yu Zecheng, you are here.

When Yu Zecheng saw this tombstone, the last trace of luck, hope, and fantasy were all shattered. The gentle elder sister, the Ruotong who told herself at the last moment, completely shattered, the heavens and man were separated, completely dead, and there was no time to meet each other.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng's tears flowed down, uncontrollably, and involuntarily. There is no need to say anything about everything, only tears flow thousands of times.

Yu Zecheng stood like this, standing for an hour before he recovered and went to pay homage to Ruotong. At this time, the old man appeared again, handed over a stack of yellow paper, and said:

"Burn some yellow paper, although it doesn't make any sense. To commemorate this child, although the five fires burned his body and turned into ashes, his remnant souls will be left behind one or two. Now 80% have been included in the six reincarnations of the Yin and Yang Dao. They may be able to meet in the future, but she is no longer her at that time. At this time, Ruotong will disappear forever and will never come back."

Yu Zecheng took the yellow paper and said:

"Thank you, senior, it turns out that Ruotong still has a trace of remnant soul. Okay, I must find her and bring her back to my Xuanyuan Sword Sect to practice."

The old man said:

"It depends on your chance. It depends on the vast crowd. It is difficult, difficult, and difficult, and it is not easy."

The old man turned around and left, Yu Zecheng then burned yellow paper, looked at the tombstone, and made a vow in his heart to find Ruotong and never let her sink from now on.

The yellow paper was burned one by one, and the little memories of the past and the scenes seemed to have happened in the past, and everything was so unforgettable.

Yu Zecheng said:

"Senior sister, I will find you, I will come back to see you in the future, and I will never forget you."

After saying that, Yu Zecheng stood up and was about to leave here. He glanced at the grave in front of him, and then at the rows of tombstones in the distance. He had to work hard, otherwise one day he would lie down here again, waiting for others to burn paper and incense for him. No, never, absolutely not.

Yu Zecheng turned around and left, and walked a few steps away. Six or seven tombstones were separated by each other. It was Zhang Zifan's tombstone. It seemed that Master Daohen buried him here. Yu Zecheng walked over and took a look, observed a moment of silence, and turned around and left.

When he walked out of Xuanyuanling, Yu Zecheng specially found the hunchbacked old man and said goodbye to him, thanking him for his help.

The old man was already tall, but now he bent over with a hunched back, his complexion was withered, and his eyes were blind, and his face was covered with scars. However, it was still vaguely obvious that young people must be handsome men.

Yu Zecheng came over to thank him. This person must be a senior of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, otherwise he would not know about Senior Sister Ruotong. However, seeing him guarding the tomb here, there must be a sad past that he would not want to mention.

Yu Zecheng left Xuanyuan Ling and returned to his cave with his sword. His mind was stronger than before.

When returning to the cave, Yu Zecheng went to the Dark Demon Palace from time to time to watch the number of his golden elixir purchases. He received a total of seven within ten days. On the eleventh day, Yu Zecheng immediately adjusted the price and turned into 250,000 spirit stones.

At the same time, Yu Zecheng also held a purchase task to acquire Jindan in the internal market of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Then he waited silently.

During this period, he sometimes refines his qi, sometimes refines his sword, and sometimes travels around to see how his friends are doing.

Yu Zecheng walked around and realized that most of his previous friends who had made drinking and sword contests had already begun the trial of traveling around the world.

Friends who have been here together, Cheng Lan has already reached the fusion level. She traveled around the world a year ago. The bone pattern is still at the advanced level of body shaping, and she still needs to continue practicing.

Time passed day by day, and Yu Zecheng returned to the Dark Demon Temple again ten days later. This was reduced to 250,000 spirit stones per golden elixir. In the past ten days, he received three golden elixirs. Yu Zecheng continued to reduce the price. This time, he dropped to 200,000 spirit stones. Whether he could collect all the golden elixirs depends on opportunities.

Yu Zecheng returned to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's market and found that he had received two golden elixirs, but he was unable to follow up and could no longer buy them in the market.

After this price cut, the effect gradually emerged. Sometimes people are like this. The higher the price, the less people sell it. The lower the price, and some people sell it. Yu Zecheng constantly earns money in the Dark Demon Temple, but Yu Zecheng knows that this price is the last protection price and must not be lower.

After just one and a half months, Yu Zecheng finally received enough Golden Pills, and a total of 32 were received. In addition, the three he had were exactly 35, Yu Zecheng stopped the acquisition. These were enough. As for the promotion, the minimum thing would be a year later. Let's talk about it one year later.

After stopping the acquisition, Yu Zecheng gradually heard a lot of rumors. In the past two months, there have been continuous attacks and deaths among various sects of Jindan real people. Gradually, a legend has become popular in the world of immortal cultivation. A demon was born, specifically killing Jindan real people, killing people and seizing pills, and refining magic skills. This demon came and went without a shadow. Today, he killed people in Miaoxiang area, tomorrow he would arrive in Mobei, the day after tomorrow he would arrive in Tiannan, and even the traces of this demon appeared in two different regions a day.

When the major immortal cultivators were preparing to encircle and suppress the demon, Yu Zecheng stopped acquiring the golden elixir, and the legend of the demon disappeared. The legend of the demon who seized the elixir has been passed down for a hundred years.

After Yu Zecheng had enough golden elixir, he waited for time to advance to improve his cultivation. He was about to leave the Dark Demon Temple when he suddenly received a message from a stranger who requested to call him.

Yu Zecheng thought about it, answered the other party's call, and saw what happened to the other party. The two began to contact each other. The other party was neither like a skeleton nor a real person dressed in a flesh and blood, but a tiger in the form of a tiger. It seemed that he must be a real person in the Golden Pill.

He glanced at Yu Zecheng and said anxiously:

"Do you take the Nascent Soul?"

As soon as he said this, Yu Zecheng was shocked and said:

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

The man looked around and looked around, as if he was afraid that others would hear it, and whispered:

"Do you take the Nascent Soul?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"Calling, why don't you collect it, but you have to know the origin. Brother, you are the cultivation level of the Golden Pill. What is the origin of this Nascent Soul? If you are not careful, you will be in danger of your life. That's the Nascent Soul, not a cabbage."

The man said quickly:

"This Nascent Soul was the enemy my master captured a thousand years ago. He had reached the level of distraction. This person was very strong. When he was caught, he could not self-destruct, but he destroyed his memory and self-destructed his spiritual consciousness. From then on, the gangsters were frozen and could not read any information on him.

The master always wanted to find a treasure through it until he completely cut off this idea and preserved it as his own spoil. Recently, the master's old injuries have been inflicted again for a hundred years. He gradually couldn't remember this Nascent Soul, so I secretly saved it and prepared to use it myself.

A few years ago, a senior brother looked for the treasure according to his previous habits. Although the treasure was not found, he got a good thing. He was going to use this to impact the realm of Nascent Soul and needed to refine other Nascent Soul as an auxiliary. The master suddenly remembered this Nascent Soul and started looking for it today. It was too dangerous to stay by my side now, so I wanted to take action."

Yu Zecheng suddenly felt that what this person said seemed to be familiar with him, and he said:

"Okay, what's the price?"

The man said:

"One party."

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:

"This Nascent Soul has been trapped for thousands of years, destroying its spiritual consciousness and spiritual intelligence, and it has no value anymore. No one can afford this price, 30 million spirit stones."

The man said:

"No, it's too cheap. That's the Nascent Soul. No, it costs at least eight thousand spirit stones."

Yu Zecheng said:

"The price is too high, I can only add one thousand spirit stones. If there are too many, I won't charge it anymore. I'd better continue to collect the golden elixir."

The man said anxiously:

"This is the Nascent Soul, the Nascent Soul of the Nascent Soul True Lord, and it's a good thing that you can't buy even many spiritual stones."

Yu Zecheng interrupted his words and said:

"I can't buy any number of spirit stones, so the Golden Dan Yuanying is the same for me. If you like to sell it or not, it's only 40 million, and there's no more."

The man seemed to be hesitating, and Yu Zecheng said:

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, I'll add two million to you, and the final price is here. If you don't sell your master, you will find you. That's not a problem with the Nascent Soul."

The man gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay, you're cheap. The old guy suddenly became clear and tucked into the air for some reason. He was so nervous. I definitely couldn't hide it from him. I sold it."

After saying that, after sending the transaction agreement document, Yu Zecheng took a look and agreed immediately. He immediately cut off 42 million spirit stones from the account and received a purple jade bottle.

Yu Zecheng's heart was beating wildly. It was too worth it. He received a Nascent Soul at 40 million. He was just like a dream. He couldn't help but open the bottle carefully and watch it.
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