From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

Yingchuan counted the harvest this time, but the magic weapons and the like could not be sold and were kept for use as suicide bombs.

Since almost all of them are inner disciples, they are much richer than ordinary people.

There are nearly seven million low-grade spirit stones alone, and nearly one million mid-grade spirit stones.

As for the pills, there are not many recipes, most of which Yingchuan can use. There are more than a thousand pills.

There are millions of talismans, and although most of them are not used, they can still be sold for spirit stones.

Of course, he also picked up all the tokens of the Qingyun Sect disciples, which was a great achievement.

There were also some miscellaneous items that were worth millions of spirit stones. After this wave, Yingchuan's spirit stones alone were worth more than 20 million, and the rest together were worth nearly 50 million spirit stones.

This is a rather terrifying number. Even in the previous life, 50 million was a huge fortune, not to mention that this is 50 million spirit stones.

He put most of it into the space inside the book, and on the outside he was just an inner disciple with very little oil and water, otherwise even Nascent Soul would kill him if he was poor.

Murder and arson, gold belt, I have to say, even I am a little bit obsessed and don’t want to work hard anymore. The little money I earn is nothing compared to this. This is what Yingchuan thinks in his heart, but he is still relatively calm.

Let’s continue. Baihunfan only has more than sixty souls now, which is still a long way off. But we have to stop for a while and not play it so big, otherwise it will easily arouse suspicion.

He has to go back to his old job again, Yingchuan complained in his heart, but he was still happy about it.

However, he went back first to avoid arousing suspicion. But it must be said that being a double agent is quite exciting.

He arrived at the gathering point of Qingyang Sect. Some people came, but not many. This time, there were more than seventy people in total, which was more than a quarter of the inner sect.

It's quite serious that thirty people were killed at one time. Moreover, this is only the loss in Yingchuan's hands. It is estimated that nearly half of them were lost at once. The same is true for Qingyun Sect. The key point is that it has only been five days.

At night, most of the survivors had returned. More than 40 people sat on a patch of grass with a bonfire burning in the middle.

Alas, where are Senior Brother Li An and the others? Why haven’t they come back? Someone asked, but he didn’t care. After all, he thought it was only five days and it was impossible that they were all dead.

Ying Chuan, who was meditating not far away, felt a little embarrassed. After all, those people were basically killed by him.

The elder also came here, and seeing that nearly half of the people were missing, he frowned, but didn't say anything.

But at this time, Yingchuan had to be conspicuous, give the elders the advantages, and leave a good impression.

He handed over the twenty-odd tokens of the inner disciples of Qingyun Sect. There were looks of shock, envy and admiration all around him, and the elders were also shocked by this.

The elder's brows relaxed and he laughed, "Well, well, well, little fellow, I didn't expect you to have such a skill. You made me feel the joy that I haven't felt for a long time."

"Listen carefully, little guys, learn from your brother Ying," the elder said happily.

Everyone's favorable impression of Yingchuan also reached a new level. Originally in their minds, Yingchuan was an extremely qualified and sunny senior brother, but this time he was directly approaching a position where they had to follow his lead.

Yingchuan looked at this scene and suddenly thought of how shocked their expressions would be if they knew that most of the missing senior brothers were fooled by him. Yingchuan felt excited when he thought of this.

The next day, everyone dispersed again and the hunt began again.

Yingchuan is like a hungry lone wolf, choosing the right person to kill.

He doesn't plan to do something so big again. It's easy to get into trouble if it happens too often. He has already lost enough now, so there's no need to fight so hard.

He began to squat outside people's doors as a disciple of the Qingyang Sect, killing anyone who came out. He also wanted to muddy the waters of the entire battlefield so that he could dominate it, but this was impossible because the elders of the two sects prevented him from doing so.

Of course, after what happened last time, although no one knows about it except him, he will still be more cautious.

However, no matter how hard you try to defend yourself, Lao Liu is the hardest to defend against. As long as you walk out of the fountain, Lao Liu will be able to ambush you, unless you never come out, which is impossible.

Sure enough, after squatting near someone's door for two days, someone finally couldn't stand the loneliness and walked down that road.

Yingchuan placed his first order after two days of waiting. Thanks to my friend.

Thousands of trees were pierced through the heart, and countless thick vines emerged from the ground to form a giant palm, which suddenly slammed down, leaving only a pool of blood and mud on the spot. All this happened in a flash.

Still the same operation, one-stop service.

Then I squatted down again.

Of course, the other party is not a fool. Since you can ambush me, I can also ambush you. The six of both sides emerge in an endless stream. Of course, which successful big man in this world has not been a six when he was young?

Of course, the only ones hurt in all this are the honest people on both sides. As for why they didn't go to the battlefield, there were several elders watching them. Last time, they were caught off guard, which was also a way to seal the deal.

After waiting like this for a week, Yingchuan was planning to move to another place to continue squatting, but then two fearless people came.

Senior brother, do you think there is someone waiting for us on this road? After all, Senior Brother Wang Yu walked by here a week ago and never came back. A young man with a childish look and a young man with a steady look walked by one after another.

It's unlikely. It's been a week. Some of our brothers and sisters have been squatting opposite for two or three times. It's impossible for anyone to be patient here for so long, said the steady-looking young man.

Indeed, if it were someone else, they might have left, but Yingchuan’s target is you.

After making sure that the two could not escape, Yingchuan launched an attack with lightning speed.

Lightning flashed and came behind the two of them. Before they could react, they were trapped in the Fire Prison and the Storm Break was launched. The two of them were directly beaten by this set of Sihua combos and could not take care of themselves.

But the steady-looking young man still insisted on standing up, while the other one just left.

Oh, nowadays there are very few people who have established their foundation and can withstand my attacks. Judging from your appearance, you should be a physical cultivator or something like that, or you have taken some elixir. Yingchuan became interested in you and used the Eye of Delusion on you.

The disciple had a heavy face, knowing that he was no match for Ying Chuan, and stood there in a stalemate.

He is indeed a physical cultivator, but he cultivates both physical and magical powers. If it is just based on physical body, Yingchuan is only slightly better, but it still brings Yingchuan a lot of inspiration.

He has now cultivated the "Qiankun Creation Art" to the early second level, which is equivalent to the initial level of foundation building.

The aura between the two was very subtle, maintained at a wonderful point. As long as Yingchuan noticed it, he would take action, and Huo would be more effective. The disciple was also desperately recovering himself and trying to send a sound transmission note requesting support.