This guy who pretended to be an evening incense at the entrance of the main hall, with a thin figure and a hemp pole, was one of the two corpses who ambushed him at the entrance of Shiqiaofang City back then.

Back then, Qian Shizun warned that he had provoked these two corpse cultivators, and next, it was very likely that he would be hunted down by the two of them.

He was weak at that time, and he had no choice but to hurry north and go to Xiandu to avoid trouble.

However, he is also a character who does not suffer losses, and before leaving, he chose the opposite hill to build a fake grave to make a game. The intention is to pit these two guys ruthlessly.

Now, one of these two guys, with the cultivation of the seventh layer of qi refining, has built a three-star temple here, dressed in the skin of doing good, but in fact, he is using mortals to test corpse poison and lose his conscience.

What's going on?

What about the other one?

What's more, the corpse poison that this one is trying is clearly two different from the corpse poison given to him four years ago. And according to the patriarch and her old man in the jade slip, once the corpse cultivation is refined into corpse poison, it is like refining the natal magic weapon, and it will not be changed for the rest of his life.

Could it be that the previous corpse poison was refined by another one, and he was not there, leaving this one here to wait for the rabbit?

Shen Yun was no more than a hundred steps away from the Taoist temple. The entire Taoist temple was within the scope of his divine sense. It's a pity that the periphery of the Taoist temple is covered with a ban that can absorb black gas.

That's weird. Prohibition is not a magic circle, its main role is to imprison, seal and isolate. Shen Yun's Ancient Prohibition Technique had been cultivated to the seventh layer, and it was the first time he had seen a prohibition with an absorbing effect.

Therefore, he did not dare to use his divine sense.

At this time, the corpse cultivator had finished offering incense and turned around and entered the main hall.

Shen Yun thought about it and decided to go to the opposite hill first to take a look at the fake tomb that was built back then.

So, silently turned around and walked into the boundless night.

The two mountains stand opposite each other, less than a hundred feet apart. Shen Yun can see at night, and his eyesight at night is not inferior to that of daytime. Only from such a distance, if he chose a good observation point, he could see the situation on the opposite mountain clearly without even using his spiritual power.

It's just that at the beginning of autumn, the trees on the mountain are the most dense. And after four years, they are facing each other across the mountains, and Shen Yun can't hold the location of the fake grave. So, he decided to use his senses.

The best observation point is occupied by the front lawn of the Samsung Temple. Fortunately, the opposite hill was much shorter, and Shen Yun retreated to the next best place and came to the slope below the Sanxingguan, which was more than four zhang away. It was overgrown with thatch, which was more than a man tall.

It's convenient for him to hide in it.

After Shen Yun hid it, he raised his eyes to look at the deep grass and dense mountains opposite, and he always felt that something was wrong, and his heart was strange.

But what was wrong? He couldn't tell.

Frowning, he said to himself in his heart: What are you afraid of? That guy is just a seventh-level Qi refining cultivator. Even if he could turn over a flower, I would be able to crush him.

In this way, the strange feeling in my heart immediately disappeared.

There is a cover of grass and trees, and the fake grave of the year is really impossible to find.

Shen Yun divided his divine sense into four thumb-thick strands, stretched out to the opposite mountain, and launched a cross search.

No, as soon as the four wisps of divine consciousness touched the bushes on the opposite mountain, it was like touching a snake, cold, slippery, and indescribably disgusting.

Oh no! There's weirdness in the bushes!

Shen Yun's first reaction was to cut off his divine sense, and he wanted to sacrifice his flying sword and leave as fast as he could—just now, he used his spiritual power to check the bushes opposite. As a result, nothing came of it. But the truth is that someone did do something in the bushes. This means that he has kicked the iron plate today. For the sake of safety, no matter what the hell it is, it is the best policy to get out of the way first.

However, it was still too late.

"Boom ......" suddenly came a night owl-like laugh overhead.

At the same time, the orientation of the three-star view suddenly brightened as day.

Shen Yun couldn't help but look up.

I saw that the corpse cultivator who had obviously turned into the room just now was standing directly above him as if he was carrying a round moon with a diameter of more than three feet behind him.

The Xuanming Dao of the three-star view is long, and there is divine light. This is what he heard in the afternoon at the tea stall. I thought it was people spreading falsehoods. But I don't want to, it's true.

This guy is only refining the cultivation of the seventh layer of qi, how did he do it?

Shen Yun raised his head in astonishment, and for a moment, he was stunned.

"It's you, boy!" the monks all have the ability to remember. At this time, Daoist Xuanming also recognized the person on the slope, "Ji Ji Ji...... It's been four years, and Poor Dao finally saw Daoist friends again. You and I are really destined. As he spoke, he looked Shen Yun up and down greedily, and praised him with a sigh, "Daoyou is young and healthy, with a strong and well-proportioned body, and he has been poisoned by corpses, so he is the best choice for medicine people." The poor road just lacks a medicine man. Since Daoyou sent it to the door, Poor Dao smiled and accepted it. ”

As he spoke, the movements in his hands were not slow. The right hand waved his sleeve violently.

From the wide sleeves of the robe, a bewitching red light flew out. It was like the spirit snake coming out of the hole, cutting through the night, "clanging", and hitting Shen Yundou like a gallop.

Seeing it, it was about to fall on Shen Yun's head.

At this time, Shen Yun finally came back to his senses.

"Magic Treasure!" he exclaimed. Previously, in one of Yuning Zhenren's storage rings, he had seen an identical magic treasure.

Although corpse cultivation is an evil cultivation, it is still fundamentally different from demon cultivation. What they are still refining is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and what they have is also spiritual power. And the magic treasure can only be driven by evil force. It stands to reason that corpse cultivation can't drive away the magic treasure. Unless...... He was stunned - this guy must have a more powerful treasure on his body than the Hidden Demon Pei, otherwise, how could he fool his eyes.

Because he was so stunned, he missed the best time to dodge.

The red light had already fallen above his head.

Immediately afterward, a chill ran over his head, and the disgusting slippery sensation he had encountered in the bushes before reappeared.

Shen Yun shivered vigorously, wanting to take out the green frost from the treasure bag.

At this time, the slippery feeling "slippery" circled his forehead and swished down. In the blink of an eye, the neck also went around in a circle.

Interestingly, whether it is on the forehead or on the neck, these two circles perfectly avoid his vital points. He could clearly feel that the two temples and the large veins in his neck were safe.

After two circles, the red light no longer moves. At the same time, the color also changed from the previous bewitching red to a pinkish light red, one end held high, and the other end was on Shen Yun's left shoulder. The whole body flashed and flashed.

The slippery, icy nausea is gone. Shen Yun suddenly felt that this little thing was very cute......

I actually thought it was cute to hold myself back? He was deeply thundered by himself.

Daoist Xuan Ming saw it clearly, and he was even more proud, and shouted: "Baby, tie this guy up and send it up." ”