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Chapter 511 Transaction

 A few days ago, Qin Sang changed his face and became a guest in a shop as a weapon refiner, making an open appearance in Qingyangfang City.

He often contacted the disciples of the Qingyang Demon Sect and was very kind. He helped them repair or refine magic weapons at a low price. He chatted for a while when he was free, and kept asking about the news about the Qingyang Demon Sect.

Sometimes I would give them a conscious or unintentional way, looking like they were kind-hearted and caring for their younger generations.

Among them are many acquaintances I met at Tiange Tower back then. They couldn't recognize that the person in front of them was Taoist Qingfeng whom they had been obsessed with, but they felt very friendly.

Because of this, Qin Sang is very popular.

In fact, at this time, Qin Sang had already secretly contacted some people who wanted to buy corpse refining as a corpse refining demon cultivator, and most of them were qi refining cultivators.

The monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage were watching, and a few zombies were not worthy of their big fanfare.

Qin Sang didn't care. He was a real deal and secretly contacted many people. He successively sold four zombies, three of which were sold to disciples of Qingyang Demon Sect.

This is normal. Most of the disciples of the Qingyang Demon Sect are richer than those of the casual cultivators and offer very generously. The zombies from Qin Sang are also worth the price.

At this point, eight corpses were refining, and Qin Sang had a zombie and five evil corpses in his hand.

Among these five evil corpses, including the only one remaining in the middle-stage evil corpse of the foundation building after the battle with the Jiupao Taoist.

Fourteen remnants of Kuiyin Sect, four of them were refined into evil corpses, nine of them were refined into zombies, and the other one was reserved for his use.

A few days later, the corpse refining appeared in Qingyangfang City again. However, this time, in addition to one zombie, there was also an evil corpse. Although its strength was not very strong, it was not as good as an ordinary early-stage cultivator in the foundation building stage.

But this time, the movements and stills caused were obviously different.

After the auction, there were obviously more monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage who contacted Qin Sang through the Zhenbao Tower.

Qin Sang has always been cautious. Although his purpose was to go to Qingyang Demon Sect, he would not be stupid enough to expose his true intentions and arouse suspicion, but would be the one with the highest price.

He secretly sold a demon corpse, but unfortunately the other party was not a disciple of the Qingyang Demon Sect.

Now, Qin Sang still has three evil corpses left in his hand, two of which were planned to keep the late-stage evil corpses he used for, but in order to make a big deal of elixir, he still has to sell them.

However, the evil corpse in the late stage of foundation building was too eye-catching, and Qin Sang did not dare to take action easily.

Day by day.

Less than a month before the auction began, a news suddenly came from Zhenbaolou that a famous master of the Qingyang Demon Sect wanted to meet Qin Sang.

After receiving this news, Qin Sang felt aroused, and the person he was waiting for finally came!

Qin Sang resisted the urgency and agreed to meet this person in two days.

...

The third day is evening.

The quiet room of the Zhenbao Building.

Qin Sang changed into a black robe and walked into the Zhenbao Building. He was led into the quiet room by the manager. At this time, a middle-aged man with elegant temperament sat inside, without covering his face and was drinking tea leisurely.

After staying in Qingyangfang City for twenty-eight years, Qin Sang knew a little about the masters of Qingyang Demon Sect.

This person is named Wen Yanjie, a master in the late stage of foundation building. It is said that he is generous in the Qingyang Demon Sect and loves his juniors. He has a good reputation and is well-known. He is a master of Qingyang Demon Fire.

"It turned out to be fellow Daoist Wen in person!"

When the Zhenbaolou manager stepped down, Qin Sang disguised himself as a hoarse and vicissitudes of voice and sat down in front of Wen Yanjie.

Wen Yanjie narrowed his eyes slightly, put down the teacup, and looked at Qin Sang, "Daoist knows Wen?"

"It's not okay if you don't want to know each other," Qin Sang smiled. "Fellow Daoist Wen is so famous that everyone knows about Qingyangfang City. Not only is my ears so well-known, but my ears are almost calloused. Unexpectedly, Fellow Daoist Wen is also interested in refining corpses. It seems that my evil corpse can be sold at a good price."

Wen Yanjie said, "Corpsy refining is just a tool, no different from magic weapons. Wen has always been interested in things that can improve his strength. As for the price it can be sold, it depends on the quality of the fellow Taoist's corpse refining... The kind that was auctioned a few days ago, there is no need to take it out."

Qin Sang knew that with Wen Yanjie's strength, ordinary evil corpses could not be noticed by him, so he opened the corpse puppet bag and summoned the evil corpse in the middle stage of foundation building.

"How do you think of this one?"

Wen Yanjie's eyes lit up, he poked out his spiritual sense, swept over the evil corpse, and looked at Qin Sang sideways, "Fellow Daoist is indeed not an ordinary person. No wonder Wen can't see through the strength of fellow Taoist! There are probably stronger evil corpses in the hands of fellow Taoist?"

Qin Sang asked back, "Is this evil corpse not enough to attract the eyes of fellow Taoist Wen?"

"It's still too weak," Wen Yanjie shook his head, leaned forward slightly, staring at Qin Sang, and his tone was low, "Fellow Daoist must have a corpse in the late stage of foundation building. There is no need to hide it, take it out together, Wen wants it."

Qin Sang was definitely willing to sell it, but Wen Yanjie's posture and tone implied a threat, which made Qin Sang frown secretly.

I don’t know if this person is talking or doing it on purpose.

The nature of this person is probably not very consistent with the rumors.

Of course, he was not afraid of Wen Yanjie. His understanding of Qingyang Fangshi is no less than that of anyone in Qingyang Demon Sect. The market is complicated and after the decline of Qingyang Demon Sect, he could not cover the sky with one hand.

Even if you want to sell, you can't be too weak, otherwise Wen Yanjie will become more severe and cause trouble.

Qin Sang changed his mind, stood up suddenly and shouted, "What is this mean by fellow Taoist Wen? Do you still want to force yourself to buy and sell?"

Seeing Qin Sang's posture, Wen Yanjie's eyes lit up, "Wen is indeed not wrong, what are you hesitating about? Wen is not short of top-quality magic weapons, so fellow Taoist will offer the price."

Qin Sang snorted coldly, "That evil corpse is my trump card. I have to rely on it to enter the ancient immortal battlefield to vent. What kind of top-quality magic weapon can compare to such a strong evil corpse? Fellow Daoist Wen should not be foolish. Today I will pretend that I have never seen fellow Daoist Wen!"

Qin Sang put away the evil corpse, turned around and left, but was stopped by Wen Yanjie.

"What does this mean by fellow Taoist Wen!"

Qin Sang pretended to be shocked and angry.

Wen Yanjie said lightly: "Fellow Taoist, don't misunderstand it. Wen is a sincere deal, let's see what this is?"

As he said that, Wen Yanjie took out a jade box from the mustard bag and opened it. He saw that there was a grass inside, but the grass was red all over. As the jade box opened, it emitted a boiling heat, causing the temperature in the quiet room to rise suddenly.

"Pyracantha?"

Qin Sang was also a little surprised when he saw this spiritual herb, but he didn't expect that there would be such a harvest.

Pyracantha is one of the symptomatic herbs for corpse transformation.

"Yes, it's Pyracantha."

Wen Yanjie nodded, "My fellow Taoist has traded several times and has asked for such a kind of elixir. Wen guessed that fellow Taoist should have been accidentally refining the corpse, which caused the corpse to enter the body... so urgent, I'm afraid the injury is not light? Since fellow Taoist recognizes Pyracantha, the effect of the medicine does not need to be described in Wen. How about this Pyracantha grass, if you change this fellow Taoisthail to the corpse? "
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