Start building the foundation: What is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?

"In that case, why don't we work together to capture this girl and divide the spirit stones?" suggested one of the black-clad mice, two of whom had already died.

"How to divide it?"

The cultivator who jumped down from the beam had a bad look on his face. He originally planned to wait until these people finished fighting before attacking them unexpectedly, but he didn't expect that he would be discovered so early by the female cultivator named Luo.

"I'll capture her first, and then we'll discuss how to divide her." Luo Shan attacked Ling Wanran with a straightforward look.

Ling Wanran was forced to retreat step by step, dodging several of Luo San's fatal attacks, and looked at Luo San in horror.

It's only been a few months since we last met, but his cultivation has already reached the middle stage of foundation building?

In her previous life, Gu Qingcheng, the girl of destiny, was only in the initial stage of foundation building.

While being horrified in their hearts, they also had to concentrate all their energy to avoid Luo San's attacks, which he struck out with palm after palm. Many cultivators who wanted to take action frowned when they saw this scene.

In this case, Ling Wanran will be captured before they can even take action. In this case, can they still share the 100,000 spirit stones?

Thinking of this, some people couldn't sit still anymore. After all, they all came for the spirit stones.

"Fellow Daoist, let me help you!" Some people who had ulterior motives took action immediately.

"I'll do it too." Seeing that someone had already taken action, the rest of them were afraid that they wouldn't get any benefit, so they took action quickly.

Zhuang Qi, who was still standing on the flying sword, frowned, feeling that something was wrong. After a closer look, his expression instantly turned ugly:

"stop!"

As his voice fell, the sound of the door of Piaoxiang Tower being shattered was heard.

These fools!

Sure enough, when Ling Wanran saw this, she threw out a few thunder balls and went to the door under the cover of the thunder balls.

"She's about to run away, go catch her!"

Some people reacted and were about to take action, but they saw a blurry figure rushing out from the corner of their eyes, and several people followed closely, intending to catch up with Luo San.

However, he didn't expect that Luo Shan came out of Piaoxiang Tower and launched a counterattack with spiritual power, pushing back several people who rushed forward by several meters.

Zhuang Qi was about to follow closely on his sword, but several cultivators in front of him rushed towards him, so he had no choice but to avoid them. Due to this delay, Ling Wanran could no longer be seen.

"That female cultivator named Luo is actually in cahoots with her!" Zhuang Qi regretted his carelessness, but the situation just now did not allow him to think too much.

Seeing that Ling Wanran was just flying forward, Luo Shan raised a faint smile and said:

"Friend Ling, now it's time to talk about our deal."

"If I am not satisfied with your deal, then the 100,000 spirit stones from Qingyun Sect can be regarded as a gift from Fellow Daoist Ling to me for our long-awaited reunion."

Ling Wanran, who was still flying in front, paused and almost fell from mid-air. He scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense and found that no one was following him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Her face was still very pale, and it seemed that she had been injured just now.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, don't worry, I still value my life very much."

"Does Fellow Daoist Luo know the origin of this Fallen Flower City?"

Ling Wanran took out a pill from her storage bag and swallowed it. Seeing that Luo San did not make any move, she breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, she thought of what had happened to her in Taohua Manor and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Since the old man didn't think highly of her qualifications, she wanted to see what fellow Daoist Luo from southern Xinjiang thought of her.

"Of course I know." Luo Shan nodded. She had inquired about it before coming.

"The reason why Luohua City is called Luohua City is because Luohua City was once massacred by evil cultivators. At that time, a Yuanying Zhenjun passed by Luohua City and noticed something was wrong. He killed three Yuanying evil cultivators by himself, but he was seriously injured and died in Taohua Manor in the city."

Ling Wanran coughed lightly, and then explained why she came to Luohua City.

"You said that Taohua Manor has the inheritance of Yuanying Zhenjun?"

Luo Shan frowned. As a cultivator from Southern Xinjiang, what did she want to do with the inheritance of Yuanying Zhenjun of Dongyue?

"Fellow Daoist Luo is not interested in inheritance. There are also many treasures collected by Yuanying Zhenjun in the manor. To be collected by Yuanying Zhenjun, it must be a rare treasure."

Ling Wanran was a little stunned, but after thinking about it, she understood that the skills practiced by the cultivators in Southern Xinjiang are special. If they rashly practice other skills, if something goes wrong, their foundation will be destroyed.

"In that case, let's go take a look." When Luo Shan heard that there was a treasure, his mind instantly became active.

"it is good."

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Under the peach tree in Taohua Manor, the old man put down the white chess piece with his left hand, and picked up the black chess piece with his other hand. After thinking for a moment, he slowly put it down.

A gust of wind blew by, and the chessboard and flag in front of him turned into smoke and disappeared in an instant.

The old man was about to say a few words with emotion when he noticed that the formation outside Taohua Manor had been broken into.

When he looked over with his spiritual sense, he found that it was the female cultivator from the daytime, and he immediately became furious.

Thinking that he had spared the woman's life during the day and had not killed her, the female cultivator refused to listen and insisted on rushing here to die.

"You female cultivator, you have been doing this time and again. Do you think I am a dead man?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the peach trees around Ling Wanran rustled in the wind, and small hurricanes came from all directions, as if to crush people into powder.

"This tree elder is a human!" Luo Shan took out his umbrella to protect Ling Wanran and asked in surprise.

"It's a trace of spiritual consciousness, it can be considered a human being too..." Ling Wanran looked at the umbrella above her head curiously. The words "Zhe Yao" were engraved on the black ribs of the umbrella.

The old man's attack was blocked, his face became gloomy, and he looked at Luo San with murderous intent.

"I heard that there is a heritage here, and one can get it if one is destined. This time, Luo came here just to see if I have a destiny with this heritage." Luo San looked at the old man with a smile, looking humble.

"You have no chance of inheriting the legacy, so don't waste your efforts." The old man snorted coldly and looked at Luo Shan with some disdain and contempt.

Before he could speak, he sensed that there was something wrong with the aura of this female cultivator.

"Are you an evil cultivator?" His tone was a little doubtful, and he seemed unsure himself.

The evil cultivator's aura was mixed and chaotic, but this female cultivator was very clean, but it gave him an uncomfortable feeling.

"If you are an evil cultivator, then you shouldn't waste your efforts." Even if he died, he would never let his master's inheritance fall into the hands of an evil cultivator.

"I don't want the inheritance." Luo Shan didn't care whether the other party was destined or not. Instead, he said, "Since I have no destiny, how can I appear here?"

"It seems that my fate is not your master's inheritance."

"What do you mean?" The old man felt something was wrong the more he listened, and he looked at Luo Shan with a frown.

"Of course I'm here to find my destiny." Luo Shan still smiled and pointed at a peach tree:

"I want everything that Yuanying Zhenjun left behind except the inheritance."

Old man: "What did you say!!!"

He wondered if he had heard it wrong. Where did this female cultivator get the confidence from? She wanted the master's things and was not afraid of losing her life to spend them.