Chapter 117: Qi-Gathering and Spirit-Isolating Array

"Puff!"

The female cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood, and her breath became weak.

"Senior, every word I said is true, and there is no deception..."

Before the female cultivator finished speaking, her body could no longer support her, and she collapsed to the ground, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, and the blood was mixed with unknown internal organs.

Seeing that the female cultivator's life was in danger, Xiu Yun suddenly appeared in front of the female cultivator and helped her block the terrifying pressure from Wu Ren.

"Wu Ren, enough! This is my disciple of Xuanyin Sect, you are not qualified to decide life and death."

Wu Ren said angrily, "My grandson's storage bag is in her hands. My grandson's death is probably related to her. Give her to me, I must find out the cause of my grandson's death."

Xiu Yun shook his head, "She is my disciple of Xuanyin Sect, I can't give her to you."

A trace of comfort flashed across the painful and horrified face of the female cultivator on the ground. In critical moments, the sect will not allow herself to be bullied by the strong outsiders.

However, her relief only lasted for a short moment.

Something suddenly flew out of Wu Ren's hand and flew directly to Xiu Yun.

Xiu Yun took the thing, his eyes flashed with a barely perceptible joy, and he quietly put it into his storage ring.

Seeing Xiu Yun accept the thing, Wu Ren knew that the other party agreed to hand over the female cultivator to him for handling. He cast a spell to bind the female cultivator, and then took the female cultivator to the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The other twelve disciples of Xuanyin Sect looked at the female cultivator who was taken away, their eyes full of grief.

They went through life and death in the secret realm, and although they all had their own needs, the bulk of their gains were handed over to the sect.

Unexpectedly, the female cultivator did not die in the fight in the secret realm, but was sold to the powerful outsiders like a piece of goods by the sect's Jindan ancestor.

This may be one of the prices of joining the magic way. There will never be anyone worthy of trust around you. In the eyes of the sect's ancestors, these low-level cultivators are just a commodity waiting to be sold.

As long as there is enough price, they can be abandoned by the sect at any time like goods.

Song Wen looked at the place where Wu Ren and the female cultivator disappeared, thinking of the abuse that the female cultivator would suffer next. At a certain moment, there was a slight emotional fluctuation in his heart, but he calmed down in an instant.

You dare to pick up the storage bag thrown on the ground. If you are not framed, who will be framed?

After Wu Ren left, Xiu Yun, Xiang Qi, and Fairy Huanyu became a little suspicious.

None of the disciples of the three major sects got the Tianling Fruit and Yuzuzhi?

This is too unusual!

With such suspicion, they interrogated the disciples of their respective sects, especially Song Wen and the other eight people who came out last.

According to the cultivator who came out of the secret realm first, there was a pseudo-second-level bronze corpse guarding the exit. Logically, Song Wen and others were weak and should not be able to break through the blockade of the bronze corpse.

Moreover, there should be more than 40 cultivators hiding near the exit of the secret realm. Why did only the eight of them come out? Where did the others go?

However, the eight people knew nothing. They only knew that the bronze corpse was led away inexplicably, and they took the opportunity to escape. They had no idea why the others did not escape together.

Seeing that they could not get anything out of it, Xiu Yun, Xiang Qi, and Fairy Huan Yu personally went to check the storage bags of the disciples of their respective sects. After confirming that they really did not smuggle anything, they hastily ended this exploration of the secret realm.

In the Dry Blood Secret Realm, there are three places where Tianling Fruit grows, which were obtained by Gui Xun, Qiu Li, and Wu Sui respectively, and the Tianling Fruits of these three people were finally obtained by Song Wen.

As for the three chalcedony mushrooms in the Fallen Eagle Stream, there were a total of three plants, one of which was eaten by the bronze corpse, and the remaining two were destroyed by Gui Xun.

Naturally, the three major sects ended up with nothing.

In the evening of that day, Song Wen took a spaceship and returned to the main hall of the sect on the top of the Corpse Demon Mountain.

In the square outside the main hall of the sect, as on the day of departure, many disciples gathered.

Among these people, some came to welcome their loved ones, and more came to confirm whether their enemies died in the secret realm.

After getting off the flying boat, Song Wen keenly noticed that there was a familiar figure in the crowd.

Du Qiu!

As Song Wen joined the Corpse Demon Sect for a longer time, Du Qiu's surveillance became closer. Recently, Song Wen has found Du Qiu following him many times.

Without paying attention to Du Qiu, Song Wen went directly down the mountain. He did not return to the cave, but went directly to the market.

Du Qiu followed closely and followed Song Wen into the market.

Song Wen walked through the streets of the market, and after going around, he entered an inn.

Du Qiu, who followed Song Wen, frowned and thought to himself.

"Ji Yin just came back alive from the secret realm. Why did he come to the black market instead of returning to the cave to recuperate?"

Du Qiu, who couldn't figure it out, stood outside the inn for a while. After he estimated that Song Wen had already entered the underground black market, he stepped into the inn, walked through the inn lobby, and came to the thatched house at the entrance of the black market.

After the black market guard checked the token and entered the underground black market, Du Qiu found that he had lost the trace of Song Wen.

Du Qiu didn't think much about it. He just thought that Song Wen practiced some kind of Qi-collecting technique to hide his breath. In addition, there were many people coming and going in the black market, which made it difficult for him to find him for a while.

Du Qiu waited not far from the entrance and exit of the black market. After waiting for more than two quarters of an hour, he finally saw Song Wen again.

Song Wen was wearing a black cloak, and his whole figure was shrouded in the cloak. He was walking towards the exit. If he was not familiar with Song Wen's breath, he might not be able to find Song Wen.

Song Wen left the inn and glanced at Du Qiu not far behind him, with a smile on his face.

He had just released his aura on purpose to attract Du Qiu's attention.

He came to the black market to trade a set of magic arrays, which was a second-level magic array, and the price was as high as 16,000 spirit stones.

The name of the magic array was "The Qi-Gathering and Spirit-Isolating Array". The effect of this array was very simple, and it was a set of magic arrays that isolated auras and prevented the leakage of spiritual power.

This array could neither fight against the enemy nor help with cultivation. For most cultivators, it was a very useless array.

But according to the array master who sold this array, this array was very effective in isolating auras. With the help of this array, one could hide his body and even hide from the detection of a Jindan cultivator.

Before entering the Dry Blood Secret Realm, Song Wen connected with the array master through the black market and negotiated the price, but at that time, he was short of money and could not take out enough spirit stones, so he decided to trade after exploring the secret realm.

He got more than fifty storage bags in the secret realm, of which there were more than 65,000 spirit stones. It was no problem to buy a set of formations.

Song Wen left the market, and it was dark.

He did not return to the cave, but left the sect and went northwest.

Watching Song Wen's back gradually disappear into the darkness.

Du Qiu's eyes flickered, as if he was hesitating whether to continue following.