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

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Shan carefully released the corpse puppet and Ling Wanran.

Seeing Ling Wanran pale and unconscious, Luo Shan took out a second-grade pill from his storage bag, fed it to her, and injected his spiritual power into her body.

After a while, Ling Wanran woke up.

Luo Shan retracted his spiritual power, frowned and looked at Ling Wanran, and stretched out his hand: "A second-grade recovery pill, one hundred spirit stones."

Ling Wanran: “???”

He looked a little confused, but soon realized what the other party meant. With a complicated expression, he took out a hundred spirit stones from his storage bag and put them on the pile.

This fellow Daoist Luo from the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet really has... a very different style of doing things.

Luo Shan put the spirit stone into his storage bag without changing his expression and looked Ling Wanran up and down.

"Let's start dividing the things now. The inheritance belongs to you, and the rest are mine. Do you have any objections?"

Ling Wanran's face was still a little pale. When she heard Luo Shan's words, she was stunned and in disbelief for a moment.

inherited!

Could it be that the old man has already...

Looking around and not seeing the old man, Ling Wanran glanced at Luo Shan in horror and put away all the thoughts in her heart.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, I have been to Taohua Manor once before, but that inheritance has nothing to do with me." Ling Wanran said with a bitter tone.

She was reborn once, and although she knew a lot about the future of the world of cultivation, those things that did not belong to her would never belong to her no matter what she did.

"How could that be? I think Fellow Daoist Ling has a connection with this place."

Luo Shan said meaningfully, and sent a part of his spiritual consciousness into the body of the corpse puppet, heading straight towards the entrance of the passage.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, please come in!" Luo Shan motioned Ling Wanran to follow, and saw Ling Wanran hesitate for a moment before going in.

She was wondering why Brother Luo woke her up before, but now after seeing this scene, she understood.

Walking underground along the inside of the peach tree, Luo Shan saw a long and narrow passage.

When I got to the end, I found that it was a stone chamber with a closed stone door and a picture of a grinning ferocious beast painted in the middle.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, you saved me again this time. Everything that belongs to Yuanying Zhenjun should be yours." All the things Ling Wanran mentioned included the inheritance.

"What do I need that inheritance for? If you don't want it, just leave it to the right person." Luo San observed Ling Wanran's expression imperceptibly with his peripheral vision.

When she said the three words "destined one", Luo Shan saw a flash of unwillingness in Ling Wanran's eyes.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, but quickly subsided.

Although the stone door was tightly closed, it was not difficult to open. It only took Luo San a cup of tea for the stone door to slowly move upwards.

A strong smell of decay irritated his nasal cavity. Luo Shan quickly blocked his sense of smell, allowing the corpse puppet to walk in.

What came into view was a skeleton sitting cross-legged on a stone bed. The jade-white robe on its body was spotless. The skeleton maintained a meditation posture, and a drop of bright red blood lay in the palm of its hand.

A black wooden bracelet fell beside him. Luo Shan fixed his eyes on the table and asked the corpse puppet to pick up the thing.

"Is this a storage bracelet?" Ling Wanran exclaimed. She didn't know what rare treasures were hidden in the bracelet.

After all, it is Yuanying Zhenjun’s storage bracelet, there must be a lot of good things in it.

Because the owner of the wooden bracelet had already died, Gu Erluosan only released his spiritual sense to take a tentative look and then easily went in.

After seeing the mountain-like middle-grade spirit stones inside, Luo Shan also froze.

There were also a few jade boxes, but Luo Shan did not open them. Instead, he put the wooden bracelet on his wrist without changing his expression and looked at Ling Wanran.

"That drop of blood should be the inheritance of this Yuanying Zhenjun. Don't you want it?"

"I……"

Ling Wanran felt that she was very strange. She had clearly longed for this inheritance and even almost lost her life at it, but when she saw the inheritance right in front of her, she hesitated a little.

This is not her thing...

Such thoughts came to her mind, which even surprised Ling Wanran.

"Why, you don't want it?" Luo Shan could feel the powerful energy of the blood bead. He frowned and glanced at Ling Wanran:

"Are you scared?"

He clearly wanted to obtain the inheritance, but backed down at the last minute. Luo Shan felt inexplicably unhappy.

"If you don't want it, then go away." She has already got what she wanted. As for this inheritance, it is like chicken ribs to her.

"I want!"

Ling Wanran dispelled the strange feeling in her heart, her eyes became firm, and she slowly walked towards the drop of blood.

The closer she got, the stronger the repulsive force she could feel.

A sneer appeared on her lips. The more you tell me not to do it, the more I want to do it.

The inheritance of Yuanying Zhenjun is such a great opportunity. To leave it to others, let alone that she doesn't like Gu Qingcheng, she would be unwilling to leave it to anyone else.

Ling Wanran walked up to the skeleton and said in a calm tone: "I know you are not satisfied with my qualifications, but so what? If I don't even have the courage to fight for it, how can I talk about cultivating immortality?"

As soon as Ling Wanran finished speaking, she reached out to touch the blood, but at this moment, the white skeleton seemed to turn into powder in an instant.

The blood beads fell straight down. Ling Wanran was horrified and reached out to grab them, but only touched a little.

Luo San squinted his eyes and watched the commotion over there, and saw Ling Wanran standing there in a daze, as if stupid, staring at everything in front of her.

She couldn't tell whether it was loss or some other emotion.

"Interesting, it seems that you really have no chance to meet that Yuanying Zhenjun." Luo Shan said more meaningfully, glanced around, and walked towards the stone bed.

A white jade robe was lying quietly on the stone bed, glowing with light, and was very exquisite.

"This robe is good. Would you like it, Brother Ling?" Although he didn't get the inheritance, it would be good to get a robe. After all, it could be worth a lot of silver.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, please give me some respect." Even after death, the robes were stripped off. The Luo umbrella of this female cultivator from Southern Xinjiang was too...

The word "shameless" popped up in Ling Wanran's mind, but she didn't say it out loud.

"With my soul and spirit destroyed, what's the point of maintaining my dignity?" Luo Shan said, sighing:

"So-called decency is for the living to see."

For someone like this Yuanying, since he is dead, what’s the point of being decent? Can he be resurrected by watching an advertisement?

Ling Wanran was stunned and had a strange expression on her face.

"So do you want this vestment or not? If you don't want it, I'll take it!"

Although Luo Shan had just received a huge sum of money, he still did not think that the spirit stones were too much. If you wear this robe on Yuanying Zhenjun, it will definitely be worth thousands of high-quality spirit stones.

"I... I want it." Ling Wanran wanted to refuse, but after hearing what Luo Shan said, she changed her mind. Of course, the more accurate reason was that in the past few months, in order to escape from those independent cultivators who wanted to capture her, she had almost used up all the spirit stones in her storage bag.