Comprehensive comic group chat: People in the Demon Sect practice demon cultivation on a daily basis

Liu Qingyun and Han Ling'er looked at the familiar sect with mixed feelings.

Who would have thought that when I just went out for a walk, I would be taken in as a slave.

The inner monk who accepted them as slaves also condensed the golden elixir in a very short period of time and became the first of the twelve true successors of the Corpse Demon Sect.

Revisiting the old place brings not only joy and reluctance, but also the shamelessness and discomfort of suddenly changing the status from the peak master to the slave of others.

"Peak Master!"

The gatekeeper monks in front of the Thousand Corpses Sect's mountain gate bowed in salute.

Liu Qingyun and Han Ling'er nodded slightly and took Su Yuan in.

The gatekeeper monks had never seen Su Yuan, but they did not dare to ask about his specific origin. After all, he was the peak master of the Thousand Corpses Sect. , it still has the majesty it deserves.

Compared with the Corpse Demon Sect, the Thousand Corpses Sect is as desolate as a small tomb bag.

There is only one second-grade spiritual vein in the small mountain range occupied by the sect, and there is not even a sect-protecting formation inside the mountain gate. No, there were only numerous tombs.

When Su Yuan walked past the tombs, he could still see the monks digging out the corpses from the graves. They would pinch them from time to time, then take a breath and wipe them carefully.

"Are they 30?"

"People, the corpses in the Thousand Corpses Sect must be cultivated by themselves. If you are not careful, it will be difficult for the corpses to transform into refined corpses."

The corpse energy permeating the Thousand Corpses Sect is so thin that it is invisible. The disciples in the sect have to personally select the materials to refine the corpses, and then carefully care for and cultivate them.

Not to mention Su Yuan, Liu Qingyun, who was out for a trip, felt ashamed when she saw this scene. Han Ling'er's The little head has been buried in the towering mountains

"That's quite difficult too."

Su Yuan said with a strange expression.

If he had been reincarnated into the Thousand Corpses Sect, he might have had a different encounter.

"Speaking of which, what happened to your bloody corpse?"

"Made a coffin using the thousand-year blood coffin given by the master. The blood corpse has been promoted to the seventh level of foundation building, much faster than previously expected."

"What about Linger?"

"well? My corpse refining body is only at the sixth level of Qi refining."

Han Ling'er's tone was inexplicably depressed.

The master's bloody corpse was originally a princess from a small country. Due to congenital deficiencies, she died in her prime and was buried in the lower part of the blood pool. It evolved into a human body due to the long-term soaking in the blood pool. The blood corpse has a fierce and aggressive personality, and is extremely fierce. The master also spent a lot of effort to subdue it.

Sister Chu Lan directly received a foundation-building silver-armored corpse as a gift from the owner. It had no cultivation or potential. Speaking of which,

Sister Chu Han has a special situation. She refined herself into a corpse using secret methods, but she has been nourished by the black ice chalcedony coffin since she entered the True Blood Dao Palace. She could easily sit in it and lie down for a while, and her cultivation level would break through to the foundation level. On the fifth floor, the promotion speed made Han Ling'er envious when she saw it.

She was the most pitiful, and the potential of the female corpse was in a mess.

Han Ling'er felt that her future was dark.

"I'll give you some attention then."

Su Yuan's words made Han Ling'er's eyes light up instantly.

The corpse refiners used by the master are all top-notch. They are red-haired silver-armored corpse demons and corpse-bone demon generals.

They are all monsters in the golden elixir realm.

They can enter the master's realm. Can there be any bad things in my field of vision?

"Master, Linger loves you the most."

Han Ling'er secretly hugged Su Yuan's arm.

Seeing that Su Yuan didn't stop her, she quickly rubbed her arm into her arms.

Liu Qingyun shook her head helplessly.

However, Han Ling'er's problem was indeed something she had been troubled by before.

After all, it was a corpse demon body. It matches the method of corpse refining quite well.

The female corpse she chose before is not bad.

But compared to the special corpse refining such as blood corpse, it seems ordinary.

Under the leadership of Liu Qingyun, they finally arrived at the blood corpse peak. (See For exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Although it is a blood corpse peak, except for the blood corpse of the peak owner Liu Qingyun, Su Yuan has not seen any other blood corpses. They are all small graves.

Liu Qingyun tidied up When they were doing something, the leader of the Thousand Corpses Sect came over sitting on a burnt black corpse. She was an old woman with white hair, but her aura was particularly vigorous.

"Qingyun! What happened to you recently? As the peak master of Blood Corpse Peak, you left the sect without even saying hello!"

"What exactly do you think, should Thousand Corpses Sect be your family? I didn’t even reply to the message I received from the identity jade token. I still don’t want the position of peak master!"

The white-haired old woman's black thorn cane was like an iron stone. It made a dull thumping sound when it hit the ground. Fortunately, the old woman could lift it up.

"Sect Master, it was Qingyun’s fault before. I took Ling’er to the Blood Mist Swamp to find a blood coffin and make one to raise the corpse."

"Confused! That is the territory of the Corpse Demon Sect monks! What if they catch you... Since you didn't come back before, you just got caught, right?"

The white-haired old woman asked belatedly.

The corpse demon sect's century-old sect competition has caused a sensation in the north until only twelve people are left.

Liu Qingyun came back at a coincidental time, which just met the requirements.

Since they were captured, Then the master died in Dabi and was finally freed.

The white-haired old woman was furious.

"You...sigh...what do you want me to say about you!"

"The Yuan Yin that had been guarded for so long was taken away by a dead man, and its value was not used at all! It's better to imitate Meier from Meishi Peak!"

The white-haired old woman tossed her robe and sat at the head of the lobby.[]

"Sect Master, the master is not dead! Han

Linger said dissatisfiedly

"return……"

The expression of the white-haired old woman suddenly changed.

The Corpse Demon Sect is not dead yet.

Isn’t that the Twelve True Biography!

The white-haired old woman stood up suddenly, trembling slightly when she thought of what she just said, and her wrinkled face forced a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Isn't that Jin Dan Zhenren coming with you?"

"I have been here a long time ago, and the master is looking at the small grave bag over there."

Han Ling'er's words made the white-haired old woman's throat dry. She could only pray that what she just said was not noticed by the real person, otherwise 777 would be over.

"Sect Master, sit down and talk!"

"No, you sit and talk while I stand and listen."

The white-haired old woman hugged the thorn crutches, and her body gradually became rickety, as if a gust of wind blew over, and she would immediately fall to the ground. The earth-shaking changes made Han Ling'er couldn't help but raise her little head. She knew that the sect master and other peak masters were all He is a person who is afraid of the hard.

Liu Qingyun rolled her eyes at Han Ling'er.

"Sect Master, we are just coming back this time to pack up our belongings and leave soon."

"Take your time, Qingyun, don't feel unfamiliar, just treat this place as your home. It's okay to come back in a year, two years, or more than ten years. The white-haired old woman told Liu Qingyun not to be in a hurry, and personally served tea and water to Han Ling'er and Liu Qingyun. Then she asked carefully:"I'm going to hand over the tea now. I won't disturb the real person, right?""

"Still don’t want it, the owner asked us to clean it up as soon as possible." Han Ling'er reminded.

The leader of the Thousand Corpses Sect wanted to build a relationship, but he still followed Han Ling'er's words and called some female disciples to help Liu Qingyun clean up the mountain.

Then he led the other peak masters of the whole sect to bow respectfully and see him off.

Looking at the once arrogant people The elders of the sect were so groveling, Han Ling'er excitedly pressed her little head against Su Yuan's neck.

Su Yuan comforted her for a long time before she calmed down, and then drove the billowing cloud of corpses towards the Black Yin Villa with all her strength. gallop..