As soon as Ji Chen landed on the Universal Spiritual Cultivator Club, he saw the wanted list of bounties, with red and large fonts, and it was topped for a long time.

He had seen this kind of post before, but he didn't care about it at the time, thinking it was a boring spoof of the moderator.

But now......

He dialed Murong Xueyan's phone.

"I see the wanted list."

Before Ji Chen could speak, Murong Xueyan's voice came out.

"See."

"This is an opportunity, now that cultivation resources are in short supply, the government controls fifty percent, and the remaining fifty percent is strictly controlled by the various sects, which is also the reason why the scattered people are becoming more and more sad now."

"Aren't you a disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain? There will also be worries about resources. Ji Chen was surprised, in his memory, Longhu Mountain seemed to be a big faction!

"Aren't you also a disciple of Maoshan? It's not the same as a person who makes waves. ”

All right!

Ji Chen found that he was speechless, maybe Longhu Mountain, like Maoshan Mountain, had declined. After all, Longhu Mountain and Maoshan are living by exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts, because 70 years ago, the national fortune suppressed, broke out of the four olds, forbade all animals to become essences, all demons and monsters, and ghosts and ghosts were suppressed and could not raise their heads, along with the industry's Maoshan and Longhu Mountain have gradually declined, and today, 70 years later, they are on the verge of extinction.

The new bounty list inherits the monsters that have not been destroyed from the old list, and updates the new monsters that appear.

The first place on the bounty list, the old demon of Montenegro, the degree of danger, eight stars.

Second place, one of the two corpses, the degree of danger, seven and a half stars.

Third place, two corpses, dangerous, seven stars.

Fourth place, the black-robed ghost king, the degree of danger, seven stars.

Ji Chen looked down the list, and it wasn't until the one hundred and twenty-third that he saw a zombie with a danger index of two stars, it was a hairy zombie, which was equivalent to the strength of a gray-eyed zombie, and it was a big level higher than Ji Chen.

There are two types of zombies, one is zombie and the other is human zombie.

Zombies, stiff limbs, steel and iron bones, invulnerable, this kind of zombie has a unified characteristic, the limbs are stiff, and they can only be active at night until they reach the level of flying zombie.

As long as the zombie reaches more than nine generations of black-eyed zombies, it is completely the same as a normal person, and almost no one can tell the difference without exposing the characteristics of zombies. In the eyes of exorcists, human stiffness is also the most dangerous, and it should be because they can integrate into the normal life of ordinary people, and it is difficult to tell the difference.

For example, Ji Chen......

"In other words, I can only deal with one-star level monsters."

With Mao Zhuang as a comparison, Ji Chen has a general understanding of his strength, to put it simply, it is to hit the street, and any one on the list can kill himself in seconds.

It's still because the strength is too low, so we have to find a way to improve our strength as soon as possible.

Ji Chen has a sense of crisis, there are all kinds of monsters on this wanted list, and Ji Chen has seen several zombies alone.

"If it is not my race, its heart will be different, and everything on this list can be killed except for humans. Bao Buqi was discovered that day, and it is not necessary that he was also on the wanted list. ”

Therefore, we must improve our strength, and only when we are really strong can we control our own destiny.

Ji Chen's current strength is only three ways, one is to absorb Yuehua, which is a bit slow, the second is to hunt ghosts and absorb yin qi, and the third is to suck blood, the latter two methods are relatively fast. Whether it is a ghost or a monster, it is a resource for Ji Chen.

Ji Chen also had a bold guess that he had successfully cultivated the Nine Yin True Scripture, and he might be able to find something from the hundred-year-old Shenshou Wu Lingzhi to try.

Strictly speaking, the Nine Yin True Scripture is considered a martial arts exercise, and some century-old mountain ginseng can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon for a long time, which can promote martial arts cultivation.

It just so happened that he had 500,000 yuan on hand, which should be enough to buy a few old ginseng plants.

Ji Chen hadn't bought these things before, so he didn't know the price, so he could only search on the Internet, and the results would be available after a while.

According to the recommendation of netizens, this thing can only be found in time-honored Chinese medicine shops or medicinal material markets.

Ji Chen planned to go to the medicinal herb market first, and then go to the time-honored Chinese medicine shop.

……

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At the same time, mass graves.

A huge sinkhole replaces the original cluttered grave.

There is a huge tombstone at the bottom of the sinkhole, which is ten battles high, the stele is inlaid with this bronze mirror, and there is a hundred-zhang long white snake coiled in the mirror, and a pair of red eyes are staring at a middle-aged man wearing a white Zhongshan suit outside the tombstone.

The middle-aged man stood quietly in front of the tombstone with his hands behind his back and an unsheathed iron sword in his hands.

Under the custody of the tombstone, he was as small as an ant, but no one dared to underestimate him, including the hundred snakes in the bronze mirror.

It should be called Yan Yunkong, the sword god...... Yan Yunkong!

"Yan Yunkong, don't go too far."

The white snake actually spoke people's words, but there was a hint of jealousy between the words.

Yan Yunkong said lightly: "I'll be excessive, how are you going?" ”

The white snake's eyes were even more gloomy, flashing with a venomous light, and beside him, there were two dead snakes, to be exact, two corpse snakes, the eyes of the two snakes were dead white, and they exuded a faint corpse qi all over their bodies.

These two snakes are the green snake and the white snake that were pinched to death by Ji Chen and then sucked the blood dry.

"My son and godson are dead, you humans must have an explanation!"

"Confess, just those two little snakes, cross the border at will, and kill them." Yan Yunkong's tone was still very light, and he didn't think so at all.

"Are you going to provoke a war, my son and godson are the genius disciples of our clan, and they contain the blood of the dragon, so the genius disciple died in your realm, if you can't give an explanation, then start a war!"

Yan Yunkong's eyes were cold, and there were two hazy sword shadows beating in his two eyes.

"Groaning ......"

The crisp sound of the sword resounded throughout the sinkhole, and the people with the blazing white light couldn't open their eyes, and the entire sinkhole was filled with white sword light.

After the sword light dissipated, an iron sword with cold light flashed in front of the tombstone.

"Whoever crosses this sword will be killed."

Yan Yunkong turned around and floated away.

The white snake's eyes were blood-red, and his whole body exuded a cold aura, and the temperature of the entire sinkhole dropped by dozens of degrees in an instant, and an extremely dangerous aura permeated the sinkhole.

The stele began to crack, like broken porcelain, and the cracks spread all the way to the iron sword.

The White Snake stared at the iron sword, his eyes flickering with a fierce light.

After a long time, its figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared from the bronze mirror.

After all, it didn't dare to start a war with Yan Yunkong, and the seventy-year battle left an indelible impression on it. The man was too strong, suffocating in strength.

Calm returned to the mass graves, and the troops began to withdraw, and a day later, all the troops had been evacuated. However, the mass grave was designated as a forbidden area, which was taken over by the local police, and anyone was forbidden to enter, and violators were shot on the spot.

At the same time, the southwest medicinal herb market.

"How is this ginseng sold?" Ji Chen picked up a piece of ginseng and asked.

"Three hundred and five pounds, if you want more, you can be cheaper."

"Three hundred and five?"

"A pound?"

Ji Chen suspected that he had heard it wrong, ginseng was sold by catties? Didn't you sell it at the root?

When did ginseng become so cheap? It seems that eating half a piece of watermelon in an island country is only this price!

The boss thought that Ji Chen was too expensive, so he pointed to the slightly inferior ginseng next to him and said, "There are still two hundred and one catties here, if you want more, it can be cheaper."