"Master, I don't understand. Judging from your old man's words, I seem to be very sure that the enemy is not a master of the Foundation Establishment Stage?"

"That's of course! Look at the traces of fighting around you. If you are a foundation-building expert, how could it take such a big effort to kill Wang Yao and others? I can conclude that the enemy is a corpse cultivator, and the methods are just above the line of the way than Wang Yao and others. They are much worse than you!"

"Oh-Master, you are so smart!"

The thin man in black suddenly realized and looked full of admiration, which made the black-bearded old man very useful.

"I'll see where the villain fled!"

The old man with black beard said, taking out a compass-like thing and pinching it with his hands.

I saw a silver needle in the center of the compass spinning rapidly, but I couldn't determine the direction.

The old man with black beard sighed and took back the compass:

"It seems that the villain took the blood coffin back into the bag of objects. However, unless he never takes it out within a thousand miles, I will find it immediately."

Even though he said so, the old man with black beard was still a little disappointed.

In a blink of an eye, I looked at the entrance of the cave where the gust of gusts of cold wind. When I first came, I used my spiritual sense to scan it and confirmed that there was no one else in the cave except for a few zombie puppets standing straight and stupidly. Those zombie puppets were just the breath of this sect, so you can tell what was going on.

The black-bearded old man walked in first.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Wow!

But those zombies smelled the breath of living people and jumped over.

The black-bearded old man waved his hand casually.

Swallowing!

A few yellow lights flashed, and there was a corpse-suppressing talisman on the foreheads of the zombies. They immediately lowered their arms and fell backwards.

After Zhang Yang killed Wang Yao and others, he picked up several powerful zombies to take them away. Before leaving, he tore off all the corpse-squeezing talismans of the other zombie puppets and put them in the cave to cause some minor trouble to the corpse refining sect.

The old man with black bearded didn't even look at the fallen zombie puppets, walked straight into the cave, and shot his eyes and headed straight to the stone platform in the center.

After slapping the heavy sarcophagus, I felt that the big guy weighing several tons could not be dealt with by bare hands.

So, I pinched a magic trick in my hand and muttered something:

"Five elements of the powerful men, move mountains and seas! Listen to my orders, hurry up and follow the rules! Quick!"

Reach a finger.

As the yellow light flashed, a sarcophagus weighing several tons rose slowly and landed steadily on the ground beside it.

call!

The moment the sarcophagus was lifted, a strong yin energy gushed out.

Seeing this, the old man with black beard completely relieved.

"Haha! Yinquan! Yinquan with very good quality!"

"Hmm? This is..."

The old man with black beard, who was laughing, noticed the small black beads that were being pushed up by the yin energy, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

I reached into the Yinquan and took one up. I looked at it carefully. Soon, my whole body trembled with excitement:

"This is...this is Yin Ning Bead!"

I didn't see any movement from the old man with black beard. There were already several dark boxes on his hands. Although these boxes were not made of ink stubborn stone, they were enough to hold Yin Ning beads.

No matter what was originally contained in the box, throw it aside and put the Yin Condensation Bead into the box. Then continue to reach out and fish it down.

It has to be said that the flexibility of the human monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage is completely beyond the reach of Zhang Yang, the zombie.

Within a moment, a few boxes were already full.

Looking at the beads that were still being pushed up in the Yinquan, the old man with black beard twitched his tongue with a little regret, and turned to the thin middle-aged man next to him:

"Shilong, this is Yin Ningzhu. I believe you have heard of it. If you have a container, you can take some with confidence. I guess the people from the Master's Sect will not ask about these things."

The thin middle-aged man named Shilong just saw his master picking up a treasure and had already drooled greedily. Now that he heard the order, he was immediately overjoyed:

"Thank you, Master!"

As he said that, he stepped forward, patted the bag of items on his cross-body side and took out three not-so-small black bottles.

Seeing this, the old man with black beard showed a surprised expression. He obviously did not expect that his disciple would carry such a "weapon". The things contained in these three bottles looked more than those of his boxes, and he couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

The thin middle-aged man turned around and smiled at the master in a pleasing way, and hurriedly lay beside the Yinquan. In less than a cup of tea, the three bottles were already full.

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ps: Please rest assured that the protagonist's good things will not be stolen by others. Whether it is Yinquan or Yin Ningzhu, they will be all from the protagonist sooner or later. The Corpse Refining Sect will just help save them and will be sent back soon!
Chapter completed!