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

"Second Master, I have followed your instructions and detained all the eleven Yin women in the city in the place you arranged." A man dressed as a waiter said respectfully in a remote courtyard of the Fu family.

"Only eleven. In such a huge city like Pingyang, there are only eleven Yin women?" Fu Quan frowned and looked at the other party with suspicion.

The man dressed as a waiter looked up at the unhappy expression of his second son, and sweat broke out on his forehead:

"Second Young Master, according to your request, we are looking for girls born on a Yin year, Yin month, Yin day and Yin time. We have only found eleven of them among the mortals in Pingyang City, and three of them have a cultivator background."

He has only reached the Qi Refining stage, so it is easy for him to deal with mortals. However, if he is facing a fellow cultivator, his level of cultivation is not enough.

If he encounters a cultivator, I'm afraid the Second Young Master will be exposed to everyone.

Although I don't know what the Second Young Master wants to do with Yin Nu, it is certainly not a good thing for him to attack a mortal girl.

"In that case, it's not your fault." Fu Quan's expression relaxed a little, then he narrowed his eyes and looked fixedly at the little servant.

"Hongliang, you have been following a useless person like me for so many years. I feel sorry for you."

"Second Young Master, please forgive me. It is my blessing to follow you." Hong Liang's heart tightened and the hairs on his back stood up.

"If you think this way, I will definitely not forget you if I succeed in the future." Fu Quan raised his lips and looked at Hong Liang, his words full of temptation:

"You have five spiritual roots and you have been able to cultivate to the fifth level of Qi Refining. This shows that you have never slacked off in your cultivation."

"But with your aptitude, let alone building a foundation, even the late stage of Qi Refining would be difficult to achieve without resources."

"If you truly obey my orders, I can help you with not only building your foundation but also the golden elixir in the future."

Hong Liang's heart was pounding and he lost his mind the moment he was shocked by Fu Quan's words.

Foundation building! Golden elixir!

This was such a distant existence for a young Qi cultivator like him. Just as the Second Young Master said, without resources, he would never have the chance to build a foundation.

"Second Young Master, Hong Liang will definitely help you with all his strength." Almost without hesitation, Hong Liang chose to follow.

If the Second Young Master could really transform from a mortal who was unable to practice cultivation into a cultivator, with his five spiritual roots, it would not be difficult for him to build a foundation pill!

"You know, I don't believe these words." Fu Quan looked at Hong Liang with a forced smile, the meaning was self-evident.

"I, Hongliang, swear today that if you can accomplish your great task and help me break through the foundation-building stage, I will sincerely follow you and have no second thoughts."

Hong Liang immediately swore an oath to heaven to show his determination.

Although Fu Quan heard what he wanted to hear, he did not feel much joy.

"Okay, I believe you."

Nodding to Hong Liang, Fu Quan then instructed: "Don't do anything with the remaining three Yin women in the city for now. Go to Fujia Village to find out if there are any Yin women."

"Yes, sir." Hong Liang retreated respectfully.

As soon as the people left, Fu Quan's face instantly darkened. He was just a little Qi Refiner, but he was playing tricks on him.

It’s a pity that he can’t practice now. Even if he needs help, there is no one else available except Hong Liang.

When he thought of Shuiyue again, Fu Quan became even angrier. He must not let that female cultivator of the corpse puppet from Southern Xinjiang know who had ruined his plan, otherwise, he would make her regret coming to this world.

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Luo Shan and Ling Wanran thought that they should start with the second young master of the Fu family. They secretly watched the movements of the Fu family. In order not to attract the attention of the monks of the Fu family, the two were very low-key.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, this is the photo of Mr. Fu. It is said that he does not like to go out because he cannot practice. Usually, his attendants do things for him."

Ling Wanran handed Luo Shan a photo stone and said:

"The little servant's image is also recorded in the stone. Take a look at it first."

Because she knew the general inside story, Ling Wanran took the initiative to go to some stalls where independent cultivators were selling information, changed her face and inquired about the deeds and appearance of the second son of the Fu family.

When she learned that the second young master was called Fu Quan, although she had some guesses, she was still shocked.

Luo Shan used his spiritual power to activate the image stone. After seeing the images of Fu Quan and the young servant, he thanked Ling Wanran.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ling."

"Fellow Daoist Luo..." Ling Wanran was about to say you're welcome when her spiritual sense saw a male cultivator dressed as a waiter walking out of the back door of the Fu family. Wasn't he exactly the waiter of the second young master Fu that Luo Shan had seen in the photo stone just now?

"Fellow Daoist Luo, the servant of Mr. Fu II has come out." Ling Wanran reminded Luo San. Seeing that Luo San did not turn his head, but just looked at her and nodded without saying anything, she understood in her heart that the other party should have seen it as well.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, I will follow this little servant to see what the other party's purpose is." Luo San said.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, I will help you keep an eye on it this time. If there is any situation, I will inform you."

Ling Wanran was wondering how to put the blame on Fu Quan, and seeing Luo San was about to follow the servant of the Second Young Master Fu, she just continued to keep an eye on it.

"it is good."

Luo Shan smiled, nodded at Ling Wanran, turned around and followed quietly.

The young servant was only at the Qi Refining stage, so naturally he couldn't detect that he was being followed by a cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

Luo San followed for a day and finally stopped in a remote village.

Hong Liang first inquired around the village, made up an excuse, and spent some money to find out about the seven-year-old girl in the village.

After hearing that there was only one Yin woman in the village, Hong Liang frowned slightly, but did not show it on his face. After giving the village woman who answered the question a silver ingot, he slowly left the village.

It was not until night that Hong Liang opened his eyes from meditation and went straight to the village.

Luo Shan concealed his presence all the way and followed the young Qi-refining cultivator closely. When he heard the other party asking about the birthdays of the girls in the village, his spiritual sense already had the answer.

Following the other party silently, he saw the male cultivator of Qi training go straight to a thatched house, use his spiritual power to shake open the door, and walk in.

With his spiritual sense sweeping around, he discovered a couple sleeping soundly in the middle room. On the wooden bed in the inner room with a curtain, a little girl had saliva hanging from the corners of her mouth. She seemed to be dreaming about delicious food and seemed unaware of the danger outside approaching.

Hong Liang jumped over the couple's bed, ran straight to the inner room, picked up the girl and was about to leave. After thinking for a moment, he returned to the couple's room with a heavy look on his face.

"Just in case, I'd better send you to paradise early."

As he spoke, he gathered spiritual power in his palm and was about to slap the couple on the forehead.

"Om..."

Before he could start fighting, a spiritual force attacked from mid-air. Hong Liang's face changed, and he took a few steps back, bumping into the wooden cabinet next to him.

The noise instantly woke up the couple. The man sat up from the bed, grabbed something, and said viciously:

"Who dares to come to my house and steal things? I will beat you to death!"

As he spoke, he threw the thing in his hand towards the source of the sound.

With a "bang", a fishy smell came to Hong Liang's nose. Although he avoided the object that was thrown at him, he was still splashed with the smelly stuff.

"You damn mortal, I'm going to kill you!" After realizing what this was, Hong Liang's face looked very ugly.

As he spoke, a fireball condensed in his palm.

"Her father, Xiaohua is in his hands." The hostess of the house looked pale and her voice was filled with fear.