Ten years later, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged in the grotto, his eyes slightly closed, and gray light appeared around his body.

It didn't take long for the gray light on Wang Changsheng's body to fade, and he opened his eyes, and his eyes stretched out and flashed with a flash of fine light.

Wang Changsheng's expression moved, his palm flipped over, and a layer of black flames suddenly appeared on his hands, and the black flames were the Xuanyin corpse fire.

Although he had Huang Yan's cultivation experience, it still took Wang Changsheng ten years to cultivate the "Corpse Technique" to the tenth layer, and he barely cultivated the Xuanyin Corpse Fire.

Wang Changsheng's cultivation of the Xuanyin corpse fire was too small, and it was not enough to hurt the enemy, let alone fuse with the ghost fire corpse fire to form the Shura ghost fire.

According to Wang Changsheng's estimate, he needed to cultivate for another few decades to cultivate the Xuanyin Corpse Fire to a certain extent before he could fuse with the Ghost Fire Corpse Fire to form the Shura Ghost Fire.

Huang Yan has not many longevity yuan, and it can support forty years, if Wang Changsheng cultivates the Shura ghost fire, it is estimated that Huang Yan will also sit down, and at that time, if the Hades Corpse Sect does not have a Yuan Ying monk in charge, there will be problems after a long time.

In this way, Wang Changsheng is going to leave to return to the Great Song Dynasty now, with his current strength, as long as he does not provoke high-level cultivators above the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, there is no problem in self-preservation.

Thinking about this, Wang Changsheng got up and stood up, his eyes looking at the pool on the side.

After a little thought, he pulled out the five Sanxia Lotuses one by one, put them into the five jade boxes, and slapped a few talismans on each jade box to prohibit the leakage of spiritual energy, and put them into the storage beads.

Wang Changsheng didn't plan to bring Liu Qing with him on this trip, if he left the five Sanxia Lotuses here, he didn't dare to guarantee that Liu Qing would not have crooked thoughts, five elixirs of nearly three thousand years, not to mention Liu Qing, a monk in the early stage of the Yudan, even if it was a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, he would be tempted.

Out of the Qingyuan Palace, Wang Changsheng turned his head to look at a cyan pavilion on the side, and he could feel that Liu Qing was inside.

"Qing'er, come out for a while, I have something to tell you for the teacher. Wang Changsheng said lightly.

Soon, Liu Qing walked out of the attic.

"Apprentice to meet the master, in the past ten years, Senior Sister Xie, the materials they have sent are only enough for the disciple to refine twelve Ten Thousand Poison Pills, please check it out with the master. Liu Qing bowed down and said, after speaking, she took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve and handed it to Wang Changsheng.

"Yes, the master has to leave for a while, during this period, you cultivate well, if the master and nephew Xie send the alchemy materials over, you will accept the refining of the Ten Thousand Poison Pill, well, those five Sanxia Lotus will be picked for the teacher. Wang Changsheng took the porcelain bottle, opened the cork and sniffed it lightly, praised it, and said meaningfully.

"The disciple obeyed. Liu Qing responded, and a flash of disappointment flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

After Wang Changsheng said a few more words, he stomped on the ground with one foot, turned into a black light and walked through the air, and disappeared into the sky in a few flashes.

Liu Qing looked at Wang Changsheng's departing back, her beautiful eyes flickered, she turned her head to look at Qingyuan Palace, her face hesitated for a while, and after a while, she shook her head and turned back to the attic.

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A group of Zhuji monks dressed in uniform white were patrolling the endless grassland on spiritual birds, and from the white crane pattern on their clothes, it was clear that this group of monks came from the white crane tribe.

More than 100 years ago, the Wu clan fought among themselves, and the black witch and the white witch fought, and both sides suffered countless casualties, and finally the white witch won the victory.

The White Crane tribe was originally a small tribe, but after the war it plundered a lot of wealth and population in the Wu clan's internal strife, it became a medium-sized tribe with a priest from the Yudan period.

Bayant was born in the White Crane Tribe, and killed more than a dozen monks of the same rank in a row in the internal strife of the Wu Clan, and was accepted as a registered disciple by the priest of the White Crane tribe after the war.

On this day, as usual, Bayott led a dozen of his men to patrol the area under the jurisdiction of the White Crane Tribe.

"Hey, Commander Ba, someone is coming. A man snorted softly and turned his head to look out into the distance.

Bayott waved his hand and motioned for his subordinates behind him to stop.

Following their gaze, a black light appeared in the distant sky, flying quickly towards their location.

It didn't take long for the black light to stop in front of Ba Yue and the others.

After a flash of inspiration, a man with delicate facial features was revealed, and this person was Wang Changsheng.

After Wang Changsheng left the Qingyang Mountain Range, he went straight to the Tianwu Mountain Range.

"The White Crane Ba Yue visited the seniors, and I don't know what the younger generations can do for the seniors. When Ba Yue saw Wang Changsheng, his face changed, and he hurriedly bowed and saluted, and said cautiously.

Bayant spoke the language of the Wu tribe, and Wang Changsheng bought the classics of the Wu language on the way here, so he could understand what Bayant said.

"Is your priest there? Wang Changsheng replied in the language of the Wu clan.

"Master is in retreat, I'm afraid it's not convenient to meet with my seniors. Bayott said stiffly, looking a little nervous.

I don't know why, when he saw Wang Changsheng, his heart was a little restless, as if something bad was going to happen.

"Inconvenient, where is the location of your White Crane Division?" Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and asked unceremoniously.

"This ······" Seeing this, Bayott showed a look of embarrassment on his face.

"What's the matter? Deaf, can't you listen to people? Let me ask you again, where is the station of your White Crane Tribe?" Wang Changsheng's face sank, and he said in a cold voice.

Seeing this situation, Bayott's heart sank, and he hurriedly explained: "The juniors don't dare, the seniors forgive the sins, three thousand miles to the north is the station of our White Crane Department, and the juniors will show you the way." ”

"Lead the way, no, I'll just go myself. Wang Changsheng shook his head, and after speaking, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and with a palm of his hand, he slapped the body bag on his waist, and a red light flew out from it, heading straight for Bayute.

Ba Yuete's face changed greatly, and his palm hurriedly touched the storage bag on his waist, but as soon as he put his hand on the storage bag, a woman in red appeared in front of him, it was Ye Mingyue.

Ye Mingyue licked her red lips, her two jade hands grabbed forward like lightning, grabbed Ba Yuete's shoulder, and sucked it suddenly, and a stream of white light flew out of Ba Yuete's body, submerged into Ye Mingyue's nose and disappeared.

Bayuete's body quickly dried up, and soon turned into a dried corpse, and all the essence and soul were sucked away by Ye Mingyue.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the dozen or so Qi Refining Stage cultivators behind Ba Yue changed drastically, and they hurriedly dispersed and fled in different directions.

The corners of Ye Mingyue's mouth flashed with a hint of sarcasm, and she raised her head to the sky and roared, making a piercing and sharp sound.

More than a dozen Qi Refining Stage cultivators only felt that the mana in their bodies was uncontrollable, and they all fell from the sky, all of them falling into a puddle of flesh.

Ye Mingyue's sleeves flickered, and a black order flag flashed out, quickly flying towards more than a dozen corpses, every time the black order flag flew over a corpse, a green light ball the size of an egg flew out of the corpse, and quickly disappeared into the black order flag.

After the ghost Luo Wan took away the spirits of more than a dozen Qi refining stage disciples, one of them circled and flew back into Ye Mingyue's sleeve and disappeared.

Ye Mingyue's body twisted, turned into a red light and flew into the body bag on Wang Changsheng's waist.

Wang Changsheng stepped on the void with one foot, turning into a black light and flying towards the north.

On a spacious grassland, a large number of tall tents and some simple wooden houses are mixed together, and many Wu people come and go in it from time to time, which seems to be very lively.

In the middle of the many tents and wooden houses, there stood a white palace more than thirty feet high, the white palace was made of some kind of white stone bricks, and several groups of witch monks patrolled back and forth around it.

A black light flew from the distant sky, and after a few flashes, it appeared above the white palace.

With a flash of inspiration, Wang Changsheng's figure was revealed.

Wang Changsheng made no secret of the aura fluctuations on his body, suspended in the void.

At the same time that Wang Changsheng appeared, several groups of Wu clan monks who were patrolling suddenly made a commotion, although they couldn't know Wang Changsheng's specific cultivation, they also knew that Wang Changsheng's cultivation was far above them.

Soon, an old man in a white robe with a goatee flew out of the palace.

When the white-robed old man saw Wang Changsheng, his face changed, his eyes kept rolling, and he bowed down and said, "The priest of the White Crane Tribe, Tubu, visited the seniors, I don't know which tribe the seniors came from?

"Where is the Teng Snake Division, do you know? I have something to do with the Wu Dao friends of the Teng Snake Division. Wang Changsheng said lightly.

Hearing this, the white-robed old man raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Junior, there is a map here, which marks the location of the Teng Snake Department, so give it to the senior!"

After speaking, the white-robed old man turned his palm, and a white jade appeared in his hand, and with a shake of his wrist, the white jade came out of his hand and flew towards Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng grabbed the jade slip, put it on his eyebrows, and took it off again after a while, with a satisfied look on his face.

"For the sake of your interest, I'll leave you a whole corpse!" Wang Changsheng said lightly, after speaking, his sleeves flicked, and a golden light and a silver light flashed out, shooting straight towards the white-robed old man.

Seeing this, the white-robed old man's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly opened his mouth and spewed out a small white shield, which rose in the wind and blocked in front of him.

"Bang" and "bang" twice, the white shield blocked the golden light and silver light, and the golden light and silver light were a golden scissors and a silver long sword.

The next moment, the void above the white-robed old man's head fluctuated, and a huge turquoise ghost claw suddenly emerged and grabbed it down.

Caught off guard, the white-robed old man didn't have time to dodge at all, and his body was grabbed by the emerald ghost claws.

With a scream, the white-robed old man's body quickly dried up, all the blood was drained, and he turned into a dried corpse, and the white shield fell to the ground.

From Wang Changsheng's shot to the killing of the white-robed old man, it was just a blink of an eye.

At this time, the other Wu monks also reacted and hurriedly fled in all directions.

Wang Changsheng took off the two corpse bags and two spirit beast bags on his waist and threw them to the ground.

A red light and several black lights flew out of it, it was Ye Mingyue, the heavenly corpse and the spirit beast.

"Go, kill them all, and leave not one behind. Wang Changsheng commanded coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the two bloodthirsty spirit bats shook their wings, and quickly pounced on the two Zhuji monks, and the three zombies kicked their legs, each rushing towards a Zhuji monk, Xiao Hei's body twisted, and he pounced towards the crowd with his teeth and claws.

Ye Mingyue flew into the air, her sleeves flickered, and the ghost Luo banner flashed out, rising in the wind, and at the same time a large area of black yin qi emerged, and bursts of miserable ghost crying sound came out of it, and one after another powerful ghosts rushed out of the yin qi and rushed straight to the surrounding witch monks.

For a while, the screams came and went.

Wang Changsheng was suspended in the void, as if he had not heard of it.

Half a month later, a piece of news spread widely among the major tribes, the White Crane tribe was wiped out, except for dozens of tribesmen who went out and did not escape the catastrophe, all the other tribesmen of the White Crane tribe were killed.

Strangely, not a single body was left at the scene, and after the murderer killed, he burned all the corpses and emptied the treasure house of the White Crane Division.

For a while, the people were panicked, and various small and medium-sized tribes strengthened their guards.

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The Teng Snake Department is located in the southeast of the Tianwu Mountain Range, within a radius of 100,000 li, and is under the jurisdiction of the Teng Snake Ministry.

The Teng Snake Department is one of the seven tribes of the White Witch, which has played a major role in the Wu War, coupled with the relationship between the current high priest of the Wu Clan and the Teng Snake Ministry, the Teng Snake Tribe is now in full swing, with hundreds of thousands of tribes, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first tribe of the Wu Clan.

Teng Snake Mountain is named after the shape of a python, is the most important place of the Teng Snake Department, around Teng Snake Mountain, there are hundreds of thousands of tall cloaks and simple wooden houses, inhabited by a large number of Wu people.

Most of the people who lived in the tall cloaks and simple wooden houses were ordinary Wu people who could not cultivate, and the people who lived in Tengsnake Mountain were all monks who were above the foundation building period.

Tengsnake Mountain is full of dense buildings, ranging from simple wooden houses to exquisite pavilions and magnificent palaces, all kinds of buildings stretch from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Bu Jia is not yet thirty years old this year, and she has already cultivated to the late stage of foundation building, in addition to her qualifications, her master in the Dan stage also contributed a lot, and gave her some pills from time to time, otherwise she would not have been able to cultivate to the late stage of foundation building so quickly.

Bu Jia's courtyard is located halfway up Zhuteng Snake Mountain, and the aura is quite abundant.

That night, as usual, she was practicing in the attic.

Suddenly, a flash of fire flew into the attic.

Bu Jialiu frowned and opened his eyes.

With a one-handed move, the flames swirled and flew down into her hands.

As soon as her five fingers were closed, as soon as the fire rose, a woman's voice suddenly sounded: "Sister Bu, I'm Tana, I have something important to look for you, please open the ban and let me in." ”

"Tana, why is she here so late?" Bu Jialiu frowned and muttered to herself in a low voice, her eyes full of doubt.

Bu Jia thought for a while, turned over his hand and took out a white array disk, hit a magic trick on it, got up and walked out of the attic.

When she opened the courtyard door, there was no one outside.

"Tana, Tana, where are you?" Bu Jia walked out and shouted a few words, but there was no response.

"It's really strange, send me a note and don't see anyone, what the hell is this girl doing?" Bu Jia muttered to himself as she closed the courtyard door.

When she returned to the attic, a spell struck the white array, and a white light flashed on the surface of the white array.

When she finished all this, a man in black appeared in front of Bu Jia without warning.

Bu Jia's face changed greatly when she saw the man in black, but before she could react, her eyes met the gaze of the man in black, and after a flash of golden light flashed in the latter's eyes, Bu Jia's gaze froze and stood motionless.

Seeing this, the man in black breathed a sigh of relief, he was Wang Changsheng.