From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

The three men's bodies were covered with swirling auras, their moves were swift, and they were experienced. As their magic power flowed, an area of a thousand meters in radius turned into a barren land, and all life disappeared.

Yingchuan shook his head in secret. After seeing the fighting techniques of Huashen Lianxu and other masters, his vision had already been broadened. Even though the three of them were experienced, they were still not enough in Yingchuan's eyes.

After finding out the strength of the three people, he did not hide anymore and attacked directly.

When he was in the army, he often fought with others, and his skills and experience had already reached an extremely profound level.

Just a thousand miles of ice was enough to make the three of them confused and cry out in pain.

This is also the reason why Yingchuan dared to travel around Jiuzhou in a swaggering manner. He has enough confidence.

The three men were no match for him and two of them were killed in just a few moves. Yingchuan planned to question the remaining one.

He fell to the ground, all his bones were broken by Yingchuan, his face was twisted with pain, and the blood on his body dyed the area red.

What is this black oil? Ying Chuan asked, holding his head, his voice extremely cold.

I...I said...please don't kill me..., he immediately kowtowed to Yingchuan, as disgusting as a dog.

This black oil is unique to the entire Tethys Sea. After being collected and refined, it can help people practice and can also be used as an important fuel for puppetry.

If a cultivator is not contaminated, his consciousness will degenerate, his inspiration will slow down, and his mind will become chaotic... He told everything he knew.

Well...it is indeed useful. A cold light appeared in Yingchuan's eyes. He put his hand on his head and searched his soul.

He was worried but also wanted to explore the method of extracting black oil.

The man looked at Yingchuan with resentment, but nothing was left. He became dull and turned into a fool.

Yingchuan obtained the complete method of extracting black oil and was very satisfied with it.

Although he was not very skilled, he did not make any mistakes.

He took out the elixir of that fool and used it to blow up the mountain, so as not to waste it.

He picked it all, a total of four pounds, which was not much. Yingchuan learned the specific value of the black oil from his plan.

Just this little bit is equivalent to a thousand mid-grade spirit stones. This left Yingchuan speechless. Just this little bit is worth so much.

Yingchuan took it and continued to move forward. He was looking for these things and had a huge advantage in this regard.

But how could these things be so common? Yingchuan was just lucky to find so many at once.

After searching for a day, Yingchuan found nothing, so he found a small island with decent spiritual energy.

Ying Chuan sat up and used the Netherworld Fire to continuously refine the fist-sized black oil. His cultivation had improved tremendously. He was excited and did not expect it to be so useful.

This was also the reason why he used it for the first time, and the Phantom Fire could be refined more thoroughly, eliminating most of its shortcomings.

He believed that if he had a large amount of black oil to help him, it would not take a hundred years, but just a few decades.

But this is just a fantasy. It would require at least tens of thousands of kilograms of black oil. It is possible for him to search for it for hundreds of years alone, but he will not be stupid enough to work hard.

Yingchuan learned from that man's memory that there was a big city nearby and there was a large oil field in the city.

Yingchuan knew that if he wanted to get a large amount of black oil, he had to go there, but he would not be stupid enough to just go there.

There are many Jindan cultivators who want to become elders there, and they all have similar goals to Yingchuan, but if I go alone I will definitely not be taken seriously.

Moreover, if he showed his strength, he would be targeted.

Three puppets at the peak of the Golden Core stage were melted into one. Even if they were not Nascent Soul stage, they were almost there, enough to compete with Nascent Soul stage. His target was Black Oil, not him.

That's right, he was planning to do something big, and as for the wanted notice, he was not too worried.

He learned from that person's memory that his highest level of cultivation was only at the early Nascent Soul stage. He could not afford a Nascent Soul, and no one could match him at the Golden Core stage.

This is also the reason why he dared to travel around Kyushu in a swaggering manner.

With a plan in mind, he took out the alchemy furnace and cast the Phantom Fire. Although his spiritual power was consumed quickly, it was very efficient.

He threw the three ghosts of the Huang family into it, and then threw in some rare materials to strengthen it.

The three puppets gradually merged into one. Since they had similar bloodlines, there was no rejection reaction. The three puppets gradually merged into one. They could no longer be called the Three Ghosts of the Huang Family. They could just be called Coffee Ghosts.

An aura exceeding that of the Golden Core appeared. Although it had not reached the Nascent Soul stage, no one would doubt that it could not fight against the Nascent Soul stage.

His physical strength is comparable to that of a Nascent Soul, and he can definitely fight against the other one.

However, he did not set off immediately, and began to refine some thunder seeds just in case.

Thunderbolt seeds are a type of firearm that can only be refined after building a foundation, and can deliver a corresponding blow.

It is easy to refine and cheap, and is also popular among many cultivators, so there are many poor Jindan cultivators who will keep selling it.

However, Yingchuan did not refine most of them. There was no need to do so. He had also refined some when he had nothing to do before. In total, there were about ten thousand of them, which was enough.

But it's not just that. Yingchuan won't be so reckless. That's not his character. He will only take action after he is fully prepared.

According to that person's memory, the black oil will undergo a drastic change after being subjected to a large amount of stimulation, and a major accident will occur.

Yingchuan was constantly preparing, while at the same time, the Luqing Yin Sect had no idea about this matter.

Soon after, Yingchuan was ready and set off without stopping.

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What do you want to eat tonight? Two disciples of the Green Yin Sect were talking about this. It sounds vulgar, but it is actually the truth.

For the lower-level disciples, they don’t have any big ambitions and are no different from ordinary people. They haven’t started fasting yet and still need to eat, so the same old question remains: what to eat tonight? This is more normal.

Let’s eat some cabbage with water. I’m tired of eating fish these days. The disciple frowned.

Well, it’s not impossible..., the two of them talked about it from time to time, and it had nothing to do with their work.

But at this moment, a man in black robe came silently in front of the Qinghai Yin Sect, which alarmed them.

This is not just one of the routes for Yingchuan. It is to confuse the vision and make it easier to attack. This is just the front line.

The puppet's eyes exuded endless cold light. It stared straight at Qinghai Yinmen and rushed over.

Yingchuan tries not to take action as much as possible. He prefers to act behind the scenes so as not to expose himself and avoid many problems.

He rushed in and slaughtered indiscriminately, just to create greater chaos and lure those people over for his next step.

Yingchuan watched all this in secret, his heart calm. He released another puppet to create greater chaos and achieve his first goal.