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

Pingyang City Fu Family——

"What did you say?" The head of the Fu family had an unpleasant expression on his face: "Since Shuiyue is already a useless person, Duan Ran can no longer marry into the Fu family."

If she married into the Fu family, her family would become the laughing stock of Pingyang City in the future.

"Father, I really like Shuiyue, and I hope you will support me." As soon as he entered the hall and heard his father's words, the second young master Fu knelt down immediately to express his determination.

"Even if Shuiyue becomes a cripple, I still like her!"

"Father, I have no chance to practice cultivation in this life. I beg you to have pity on me and grant me my wish this time."

Fu Quan's eyes were red and he looked at the head of the Fu family pitifully.

The head of the Fu family, who had originally wanted to throw Shuiyue away, sighed and looked at his son with pity.

"Quan'er, do you know that Shuiyue might be an evil cultivator?"

Fu Quan's grief-stricken expression paused, his pupils shrank, and then he choked up and said:

"Father, Shuiyue's Dantian has been destroyed. Now she is just a mortal who cannot use spiritual power."

"In that case, you should keep an eye on her and don't let her show up in front of others." Regardless of whether Shuiyue was an evil cultivator or not, after the female cultivator of the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet said so in public, Shuiyue could no longer have any contact with his Fu family in public.

"Thank you, father, for your support!" Fu Jia kowtowed heavily, turned around and staggered away.

After Fu Quan left, the head of the Fu family turned around and instructed the old man of the Jindan stage of the Fu family:

"Fourth Uncle, have someone arrange it and say that Shuiyue was attacked and killed by a cultivator from Southern Xinjiang in Shuangyue Town. My Fu family is willing to pay 50,000 spirit stones to buy the life of that cultivator from Southern Xinjiang."

No matter what, this matter was about that Southern Xinjiang cultivator slapping their Fu family in the face. If their Fu family did not show any attitude at all, they would probably be ridiculed by the cultivators in Pingyang City.

"Also, arrange for people to search the entire city for monks in Southern Xinjiang in the near future."

“Master, are you saying that the female cultivators from Southern Xinjiang will enter the city?” The Jindan elder thought for a moment and asked.

"Pingyang City is one of the only two cities with teleportation arrays in recent times. The only other one is Tianshui City in the north. You say, she is a cultivator from Southern Xinjiang. Is there any other way to come to Pingyang City besides the teleportation array?"

"The situation in Tianshui City is complicated. She is a minor foundation-building cultivator. If she enters Tianshui City, it is equivalent to providing free resources to the evil cultivators there. If she is not stupid, she will definitely not do such a stupid thing."

The head of the Fu family sneered. If anyone dared to provoke his Fu family, he would like to see what that young foundation-building cultivator relied on.

Fu Quan came out of the hall and went to the courtyard where he lived. As soon as he entered, he heard sharp screams and curses.

A look of disgust and impatience flashed across Fu's face, and he strode in.

"Shut up. If you keep going crazy like this, I won't be able to help you find a way to heal your Dantian. I'm afraid I won't be able to help but kill you first."

Fu Jia looked at Shuiyue gloomily, and seeing that the other party's emotions were gradually stabilizing, he continued:

"With your current status, the deal has to change. I'll help you find something to repair your Dantian, and you'll help me find a new body."

He was fed up with this body that could not cultivate. He watched others cultivate while he could only become a useless person in the eyes of those people. No one knew how much he hated this body, but he could do nothing and could only wait for the years to pass by.

He was unwilling but helpless. Fortunately, God did not let him down and gave him a glimmer of hope.

"You said you want a girl who is seven years old and born on ninety-nine yin months, yin days and yin hours. I will prepare it. I warn you, don't play any tricks. If you lie to me, I will let you know what it means to live a life worse than death."

A few days later, at the gate of Pingyang City, a girl in a green shirt and with a dull face took out a few spirit stones from her storage bag, handed them to the monk guarding the city, and walked in with a swagger.

The cultivator with a dull face was Ling Wanran. Considering that she currently had a bounty of 100,000 spirit stones on her, she decided to change her appearance to be on the safe side.

After entering the city, Ling Wanran clearly felt that many people were staring at her, and she vaguely heard some monks talking about what happened to the Fu family today.

Ling Wanran walked past the few people without changing her expression. She wanted to walk faster, but she didn't expect to hear Brother Luo's voice transmission.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, please go slower."

Ling Wanran slowed down her pace and pricked up her ears to listen to what the other person said.

"The Fu family is really pitiful. The second son finally met a true lover, but he didn't expect to become a Taoist couple. On the day he became a Taoist couple, he was disfigured by a wicked woman from southern Xinjiang who was jealous of Fairy Shuiyue's beauty. It is said that she also destroyed Fairy Shuiyue's cultivation. Fairy Shuiyue found out that her dantian could not be repaired, so she committed suicide at Fu's house that day."

"That evil woman from Southern Xinjiang is really abominable. How is her behavior different from that of an evil cultivator?"

"The practice of corpse puppets in Southern Xinjiang is an evil practice, but the people there think it is natural."

"I think the Southern Border Barbarian Cultivators should be called Evil Cultivators."

"Fairy Shuiyue is really pitiful. She actually provoked that evil woman from Southern Border."

Several monks were filled with righteous indignation and cursed the monks from Southern Xinjiang.

Ling Wanran listened halfway and quickened her pace.

"That Fairy Shuiyue doesn't look like she would commit suicide." Luo Shan seemed not to have heard those cultivators angrily scolding the Southern Border cultivators, and continued to communicate with Ling Wanran:

"Fellow Daoist Ling, what do you think?"

Ling Wanran was silent. If her dantian was destroyed and she had no hope of pursuing a great path, she would probably choose to commit suicide.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, you said that day that Fairy Shuiyue was an evil cultivator. Since she is an evil cultivator, she will naturally have some other means to repair her Dantian."

In her previous life, she heard that there was a mortal who was unable to practice cultivation. He used evil magic to change his fate and turned himself into an evil creature to harm others.

By the way, this matter caused quite a stir in the cultivation world at the time. It seemed that it was a member of a cultivation family named Fu Quan.

"Yes, not long ago I saw a madman trying to turn himself into a corpse puppet."

Luo Shan thought of the evil cultivator she had killed in Xi Village not long ago, so she said:

"It's a pity that he died before he could refine it."

"Hearing what you said, is there any sorcery that can repair Dantian?"

Luo Shan didn't know much about evil cultivators, but Ling Wanran just said that, so maybe he knew something.

"I don't know either, I'm just guessing."

Ling Wanran could only guess based on her memories from her previous life, but she couldn't be sure whether there really was a sorcery that could repair the Dantian.

Luo Shan stopped talking, but he was sure in his heart that Shuiyue would not commit suicide. After all, how could the other party commit suicide when he could watch his senior brother die tragically and escape using the blood shield technique?

After walking along both sides of the streets in the city for a long time, Ling Wanran finally saw a restaurant. After walking in, she asked the shopkeeper for a room upstairs, paid the spirit stones, and went straight upstairs.

After entering the room, she immediately opened the door's barrier and Ling Wanran released the white jade coffin.