Shen Yun stood on the top of the hill and raised his eyes to look out.

The black gas was like smoke and mist, condensed under the scorching sun.

At this time, it happened to be a small north wind. He sniffed hard. Ten miles away, I smelled a faint smell of rot.

This is the peculiar smell of corpse poison.

Moreover, he is very sure that it is not the kind of corpse poison that he had in the past - in Lingzhou, in winter, every household has to marinate bacon. The cured bacon generally smells the same. However, if you smell it carefully, the taste will be slightly different from one person to another. It's the same with corpse poison. Each corpse cultivator has his own unique corpse poison. It is easy for them themselves to distinguish each other's corpse poison. Other monks, however, had to cultivate to a certain level where their five senses were sharp enough to distinguish the subtle differences between different corpse poisons.

Shen Yun had been tossed by the corpse poison of those two corpses for a long time, and unconsciously, he kept the smell in mind.

What's more, this time, he stumbled by mistake and got the inner demon inheritance. After careful self-examination, he found that there was no difference in other aspects for the time being, and his facial features were obviously much sharper than before.

Take the present as an example. If he had obtained the Inner Demon Inheritance, he would never have been able to tell the subtle difference between corpse poison.

As far as he knew, corpse poison was like a natal magic weapon for corpse cultivation, once it was refined by itself, the smell and other characteristics were basically fixed. In the future, with the improvement of cultivation, only the toxicity of corpse poison will change. The higher the cultivation, the greater the toxicity of its corpse poison.

Therefore, looking at the faint black gas in the air from afar, he couldn't help but carefully examine the surrounding feng shui - if it was not the corpse poison of the year, it meant that it was not the two corpse cultivators of the year. What can attract corpse cultivators, in addition to people, the most important thing is feng shui. Just like Beishan Town, it is a place that naturally nourishes the yin and evil qi, so after a big war, it fell into the eyes of Yuning Zhenren.

There must be an intrinsic reason why this place attracts other corpses to come over.

And since he wants to take care of this matter, it is necessary and very important to find out the purpose of the corpse cultivator's hiding here before making a move.

No, he didn't find out that the feng shui in the north of Yuxi Town was particularly attractive to corpse cultivators - this area was in an open area, the terrain was relatively flat, and in terms of the attributes of the five elements, it was even slightly yang.

This kind of feng shui is not helpful in the slightest for the cultivation of corpse cultivation.

Therefore, he immediately ruled out the cause of Feng Shui.

In this way, the greatest possibility of the nature of corpse cultivation is because of people. The "people" here may be both the corpse itself and the residents of Yuxi Town.

The former, for example, is regarded as an evil cultivator, and like demons, it is also an existence that everyone shouts and fights. This corpse cultivator may have been rounded up and seriously injured, and escaped here by chance, and when he saw that Yuxi Town was still quiet, he hid and recuperated from his injuries;

The latter may be the enemy of the corpse cultivator hiding in this town, and the latter tracked it down here, waiting for an opportunity to seek revenge.

Of course, there may be other reasons, for example, there are corpses here to hunt for treasures.

Whatever the reason, Shen Yun planned to do his best to get rid of it. Because that wisp of black qi obviously has a bloody demonic aura. It can be seen that this corpse cultivator hiding in Yuxi Town has a lot of lifeless on his hands.

After making up his mind, Shen Yun first put a breath charm on his body, and then took out a half-old and non-new coat from the treasure bag and put it on his back, and then disguised himself. Soon, he became a middle-aged wandering Fang Langzhong who sold plasters.

After descending the mountain, Shen Yun walked to the market in the town according to his memory.

As the saying goes, the wind leaves a sound, and the geese leave a trace. The practice of corpse cultivation is very special. Therefore, whenever they pass by or stay, they will inevitably leave clues. And the most well-informed place in Yuxi Town is the market.

At this time, the sun is already setting in the west. People in Yuxi Town came out to cool off and went to the market to catch a late market by the way. The market is very lively. Especially the tea stall under the big willow tree.

In the past, when Shen Yun lived here, this tea stall already had a large number of stable customers. Those people often gather here at this time in the afternoon, spend a lot of money, order a bowl of coarse tea, sit down, and talk about the whole world. Here, you can definitely hear the freshest gossip in town.

After four years, the owner of the tea stall has changed. Judging from his eyebrows, it should be the son of the old stall owner.

However, almost all the tea customers were there.

In addition to these people, there are people who drink tea here. Shen Yun's outfit is completely inconspicuous. He walked by, found an empty spot to sit down, took out a copper plate, and placed it on the table.

After a while, the boss held a coarse porcelain empty sea bowl in one hand and a steaming long-spouted iron kettle in the other, trotted over and poured him a bowl of hot coarse tea.

Shen Yun got up, and like others, blew away the foam and took a small sip.

Well, it's still the same taste back then, bitter and astringent at first, and after entering the throat, it is slightly sweeter.

He sat in his seat, and after a while, he heard that at this moment, the tea guests were talking about the topic of Sanxingguan in the northern suburbs tomorrow.

Shen Yun lowered his head and took another sip of hot tea. He remembers very well that there was only one waterfront village in the northern suburbs. There are only a dozen families in the village. Where is there any Taoist temple?

Needless to say, this three-star concept must have been built after he left.

Thinking that the black gas appeared in the north of Yuxi Town, which happened to be the direction where Linshui Village was located, he pretended to be very interested and asked the middle-aged tea guest at the same table: "Brother, is this three-star view very effective?"

"It really works. Without waiting for the middle-aged tea guest to answer, a gray-haired old man at the next table answered first. He stretched out his right hand, rolled up his sleeves, exposed his entire left arm, and said with a fluttering eyebrow, "Last year, around this time, I had a poisonous sore on the inside of my arm, which was swollen like a big steamed bun, and the stench of yellow pus that flowed out was unpleasant. I ate more than a dozen pairs of herbs one after another, but it didn't get better. Later, someone suggested that I go to Samsung to watch it. said that there are often poisonous sores in Linshui Village. The people in the village neither invited Langzhong nor bought herbs, but only went to Guanli to ask for some incense ashes, and drank them in water for the next day. I had no other way at that time, so I sent my eldest son to Guan Li to beg for incense ashes. When I came back, I drank it in the water, and I really slept for one night, and when I woke up the next morning, the sores were all healed. Only such a mark remains. ”

Hearing this, everyone came over and craned their necks to watch.

"Yes. ”

"I've also heard about the incense ash curing poisonous sores. ”

......

Shen Yun glanced at it, and his heart "clucked". The old man's arm was as dry as firewood, and on the inside there was a gray-blue mass about the same as a copper plate. But where is the mark left after the sores are healed. It's clearly the corpse poison of the corpse cultivator!

Damn corpse cultivators, they actually used living people to refine corpse poison!

Poor, the old man at the next table is still promoting that bullshit chief. As everyone knows, he has been used by that guy as a container for cultivating corpse poison.