Chapter 771: Ming Zeng's Style, a Hit (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

Chapter 772 Mingzeng's style, a hit (please subscribe, please collect)

"Does this fellow Taoist need to buy the Corpse King Pill that is unique to the Corpse King Sect? From the second-grade lower grade to the third-grade upper grade, we have everything, no cheating"

Sun Mingzeng had just left a shop, and a monk with a wretched appearance came up to try to sell some so-called Corpse King Pills.

Corpse King Pill is a very special elixir. It is not made by alchemists from various raw materials. It is cultivated from the body of a second-grade lower grade or above spirit corpse, and each spirit corpse can only cultivate one Corpse King Pill in its lifetime.

In most cases, Corpse King Pill is usually refined by the owner of the spirit corpse, and only in rare cases will it be chosen to flow out in exchange for the required spiritual objects.

The properties of Corpse King Pill itself are the same as those of the spirit corpse itself. It is a genuine elixir that can assist the cultivator in his practice and has no other side effects.

If there is a suitable opportunity, Sun Mingzeng would not mind buying a third-level upper-middle-grade water-attributed Corpse King Pill to assist his own practice, but this kind of treasure is certainly not something that this timid Jindan-stage cultivator in front of him can give.

"Corpse King Pill is a forbidden treasure of Corpse King Sect. Do you really have such a treasure for sale? Or do you simply think that I am an outsider who can be deceived at will without any consequences?"

Sun Mingzeng's eyes widened and he shouted harshly. He was not polite to this cultivator who took the initiative to come to him. He was like a bloodthirsty murderous devil who could kill him at any time with absolute advantage.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. This is the Corpse King Sect's market, and several Corpse King Sect Jindan-stage cultivators are here."

This Jindan-stage cultivator seemed to be frightened enough at this moment. He retreated repeatedly and waved his hands continuously. His face was full of begging for mercy, fearing that he would face a catastrophe in the next moment.

This is not groundless worry. Many monks who have been wanted for many years or practiced some quick and evil methods are cautious and nervous, and are on the verge of collapse at any time. It is common for them to fight over a disagreement. Once in this state, they will completely let themselves go and will not encounter any self-control at all.

"Humph, if you continue to cheat here in the future, even if you provoke the Corpse King Sect, I will definitely twist your head off and kick it like a ball"

Sun Mingzeng's eyes turned red, and after leaving a scolding, he chose to leave without looking back and went straight to the deepest part of the market.

"There are really crazy people everywhere, and I don't know which corner they came from"

Until he confirmed that Sun Mingzeng had disappeared in the distance, the seemingly frightened monk calmed down again and looked for the next target.

This kind of monk who has been seeking a living in the Corpse King Sect for many years will naturally not give up easily because of a scare from Sun Mingsheng. As long as he is in the market, his safety is basically safe.

"This world of cultivation in the Northern Frontier is indeed completely different."

Half a day later, Sun Mingzeng couldn't help but sigh, reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. This trip to the Northern Frontier has broadened his horizons, and the immediate effect is to strengthen his heart.

Of course, in addition to some spiritual objects commonly used by evil ways, there are also many spiritual objects unique to the Northern Frontier in the Corpse King Sect Market, many of which Sun Mingzeng has never seen before.

With a sense of excitement, Sun Mingzeng couldn't help but buy some of the spiritual objects. Although their own grades are slightly inferior, they are rare. If they are successfully cultivated in the family in the future, they can also be regarded as a stable source of spiritual stones. The significance of this can be imagined.

During the entire process of understanding the Corpse King Sect Market Parade, he naturally subconsciously collected some of the more popular events and news of the Northern Frontier cultivators in recent times, trying to get more information from them.

Sun Mingzeng's appearance in the Corpse King Gate Market did not attract the attention of anyone. After all, as one of the few large markets in the northern border, there are quite a few cultivators coming and going every day, and Jindan-stage cultivators are not too conspicuous.

One day later, Sun Mingzeng turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the distance. This trip to the Corpse King Gate Market came to an end. During this period, he gained a lot. In addition to various rare spiritual objects, the biggest gain was a complete and detailed map of some dangerous places and spiritual veins in the northern border.

Relying on this map, the efficiency of Sun Mingzeng's subsequent actions can be directly improved, and all actions have become targeted.

"I wonder which Taoist friend has been following me? What do you want to do?"

About a thousand miles after leaving the Corpse King Gate Market, Sun Mingzeng stopped on a mountain without a spiritual vein. His piercing eyes shot out rays of light, and he looked around, and his spiritual consciousness was even more sweeping back and forth, just in case and in case of emergency.

Sun Mingzeng thought that his actions in the Corpse King Sect Market were not out of the ordinary, and he had not even purchased a single spiritual item of the third-level or higher grade.

Even with such caution, he still attracted the attention and greed of other cultivators, which was really unbelievable. At the same time, he had a clearer understanding of the greed and cruelty of the Northern Frontier cultivation world.

Of course, he had no regrets in his heart, and even looked eager to try for the first whetstone that jumped out after entering the northern border.

"Since fellow Daoist is unwilling to show up, I will personally take action. Please show up and see me."

Sun Mingsheng's words have become serious, and the flying knife gourd is constantly rotating above his head. The flying knives bred in it may appear at any time.

Although the power of the flying knife gourd is gradually unable to meet the needs of cultivators, it can still easily complete the task of alarming the enemy by relying on its numerical advantage.

"Why are you so anxious, fellow Daoist? I have no ill intentions. I just have a good thing to share with you. I wonder if you are interested?"

Before Sun Mingzeng made a move, a cultivator wearing a green robe and with an honest face had already appeared behind a piece of blue stone.

"Fellow Daoist, you are following me in such a sneaky way. Is this what you call a good thing? If you want to invite me, you need to be strong. Not just anyone can do it at will."

Sun Mingzeng did not trust the other party's words at all. Before he finished speaking, a blue light appeared and sprayed out from the palm-sized water storage pot magic weapon.

The flying knife gourd that had been accumulating power above his head was also unwilling to lag behind. Blade lights shot out one after another. Hundreds of scimitars surrounded the uninvited monk and cut him, as if to tear him into pieces.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you so impatient? Please stop, please stop."

This honest-looking monk seemed to have never expected that Sun Mingzeng would fight without saying a word. There was no mercy in every move.

Of course, it was impossible to just take a beating without fighting back. As the battle broke out, this Jindan middle-stage monk was also not behind at all. A four-line treasure hammer also attacked in all directions.