Hearing this, Zhang Yi's eyebrows tightened. Her beautiful eyes turned, and her gaze fell on the four-headed monster python. Her face was full of hesitation.
"I heard that some cultivators who control spirit beasts know a secret technique called Spirit Adhesion. They can combine themselves with the spirit beast and temporarily increase their cultivation. If you want to use Spirit Adhesion, I will not stop you, but you have to think carefully, there is only one chance. If you fail, you will die. Don't forget, I didn't even use my Life Source Magic Weapon to kill your companion. Even if you use Spirit Adhesion to increase your cultivation to the middle stage of Yuanying, you will not be my opponent. If you don't believe me, you can try. If you fail, there will be no Zhang Yi in this world." Wang Changsheng seemed to see through Zhang Yi's thoughts, and reminded her with deep meaning.
Hearing this, Zhang Yun's beautiful face became incomparably pale, and her face was filled with uncertainty.
"If you don't speak, I will take it as you refuse. Then I will send you on your way!" Wang Changsheng's face sank, and said coldly.
He shook his sleeve, and a golden light and a silver light flew out from it. With a shake of the wind, they turned into a golden dragon and a silver dragon.
The two dragons were covered with scales, and their huge eyes were rolling. They were very lifelike.
"Artifact Spirit Treasure, you actually have two Artifact Spirit Treasures!" Zhang Yi's face changed greatly, and she lost her voice in surprise.
She herself also had an artifact spirit artifact, but that was something she obtained by a stroke of luck from an ancient cultivator's cave. In order to obtain that artifact spirit artifact, she almost lost her life. She never thought that Wang Changsheng would actually have two.
"Seeing that fellow daoist has answered so many of my questions, I will use these two Artifact Spirit Treasures to send you on your way!" Wang Changsheng said coldly.
He made a gesture with one hand, and the two dragons at the same time issued a deafening dragon roar, and rushed toward Zhang Yi with bared fangs and brandished claws.
"Fellow daoist's assistant, I promise you, I promise you." Seeing this scene, Zhang Yi was scared out of her wits, and hurriedly shouted.
Wang Changsheng's lips curled up slightly. The two Flood Dragons immediately stopped.
Zhang Wei smiled bitterly. She patted her forehead with her jade-like hand, and a blue light flashed, and a palm-sized blue person flew out. Looking at its appearance, its nose and eyes were clear, and it was exactly the same as Zhang Wei. It was her soul essence.
Zhang Yun made a seal with one hand, and the little blue person showed a painful expression. Its body shook, and it divided into three smaller blue people. One of the blue people flew into the black wooden tablet, and the other two flew back into her head.
A thin layer of sweat seeped out of her face. With a flick of her wrist, the black wooden tablet left her hand and flew towards Wang Changsheng.
With a wave of his hand, Wang Changsheng caught the black wooden token in his hand.
There was a ball of blue light on the black wooden tablet. It was a third of Zhang Wei's primordial spirit.
If Wang Changsheng destroyed the primordial spirit left by Zhang Wei on the Spirit Forbidding Tablet, even if Zhang Wei didn't become an idiot, her cultivation would drop greatly. If Zhang Wei's primordial spirit was destroyed by Wang Changsheng at the critical moment of her cultivation, it was possible for her to go mad and die.
Even if Zhang Wei didn't die, because of the lack of one-third of her primordial spirit, it would be more difficult for her to go further.
Wang Changsheng put away the black wooden tablet and gave Mu Wanwan a look.
Mu Wanwan put away the Mystic Yang Mirror, and the red light disappeared. The blue Flood Dragon took this opportunity to turn into a blue bead and flew back to Zhang Wei's hand.
With a buzzing sound, thousands of golden ants flew from the ground and flew back to the Spirit Beast Bag on Zhang Wei's waist.
Wang Changsheng patted the corpse bag on his waist, and the five black zombies and Ye Mingyue flew back to the corpse bag. The two Flood Dragons turned into a silver light and a golden light, and flew back into his sleeve and disappeared.
Mu Wanwan opened her mouth, and the red bead flew back into her mouth.
"Let's go! You stay here first, I have some things for you to do. Don't worry, we won't treat our own people unfairly. If you make a great contribution, I can speak for you in front of Father-in-law, and you won't be short of benefits. "Wang Changsheng said with an indifferent expression.
"Your own people? When did I say I'm your own people? "Zhang Wei frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.
"Fellow Zhang, do you think you have any other choice at this time?" Wang Changsheng shook the Spirit Forbidding Tablet in his hand.
Zhang Wei heard this, and her expression was a little sad.
"Let's go! Don't play tricks with me, or you know the consequences. "Wang Changsheng finished speaking, and flew to the Qingyuan Hall with Mu Wanwan.
Zhang Wei's expression was uncertain, and she put the four-headed python back into the Spirit Beast Pouch, turned into a blue light, and chased after them.
Several days later, a piece of news quickly spread throughout the State of Zhao and the State of Wu. Two Nascent Soul cultivators had destroyed one of the Underworld Corpse Sect's branches. All Pleasure Union Sect, Yin Sifting Sect, and Blood Kill Gate's branches in the State of Zhao had all strengthened their defenses.
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State of Qi, Long Nan Mountain Range.
The Long Nan Mountain Range stretched for thousands of miles, and there were countless poisonous insects and ferocious beasts.
In the depths of the Long Nan Mountain Range, there was a Ghost Valley, and there were many demons and ghosts. Any mortal who stepped into the Ghost Valley didn't leave alive.
The common people naturally didn't know that there was a large ore vein in the Ghost Valley, and it was mined by the Underworld Corpse Sect, one of the four sects of the State of Qi.
After hundreds of years of mining, the amount of mining in the ore vein decreased year by year. However, the Underworld Corpse Sect still sent a Core Formation cultivator to guard the place, and there were dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators and hundreds of Qi Refining cultivators in charge of mining and patrolling.
The demons and ghosts that the common people talked about were actually low-level ghosts and low-level walking corpses. The Underworld Corpse Sect didn't care about the lives of these mortals, and they killed anyone who dared to come within a hundred miles of the ore vein.
Chen Jianhua was 400 years old this year, and he was only in the early Core Formation stage. He was responsible for guarding the Long Nan Mountain's ore vein, and he usually stayed in the secret room to cultivate, rarely appearing in front of the low-level disciples.
On this day, Chen Jianhua was cultivating in the secret room as usual.
Suddenly, a powerful divine sense swept past Chen Jianhua's body.
"What's going on? Is there a Yuanying cultivator passing by? Checking occasionally? " Chen Jianhua's heart skipped a beat as he mumbled to himself. He hesitated for a moment before carefully releasing his divine sense. To his surprise, he discovered that a Nascent Soul cultivator and five Core Formation cultivators were nearby.
A few hundred feet above the Ghost Valley, four men and two women stood in the air.
The one with the highest cultivation was a yellow-robed man with a handsome face and a yellow jade crown on his head. The yellow-robed man was in the early Yuanying stage, and the other five were all in the Core Formation stage.
Below the Ghost Valley, dozens of Underworld Corpse Sect disciples looked at the six people in the sky, their faces full of vigilance.
A black light flew out from a black pavilion in the valley. It was Chen Jianhua.
Chen Jianhua looked at the six people in the sky and frowned. He hesitated for a moment, and carefully asked the yellow-robed man, "Senior, this junior is Chen Jianhua of the Underworld Corpse Sect. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"This is a branch of the Underworld Corpse Sect, right?" The yellow-robed man said indifferently.
Chen Jianhua's heart trembled, and he had a bad premonition. He braced himself and replied, "That's right. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"What can I do for you?" The yellow-robed man's mouth curved into a mocking smile, and he sneered, "Of course, it's to kill you."
As soon as his voice fell, he opened his mouth and spat out a palm-sized yellow copper coin, which flew in the wind towards Chen Jianhua.
The yellow copper coin made an ear-piercing sound as it flew past.
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