Si Lei Zhenjun

After Ling Feng left, Ling Yue and Chu Xing exchanged names, chatted for a few more words, and then said goodbye and left.

Chu Xing calmed down his bad mood and hung the pile of storage bags on the ground back into his battle robe.

After exiting the cave, return to the open space in front of the cave.

When he was about to walk towards the next customer he had chosen, he was suddenly blocked by someone.

Chu Xing looked over in confusion and saw a fat young man with a sweet smile. He had reached the perfect stage of Golden Core cultivation. The scarlet robe was shining with precious light, and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person. There were three storage bags on his waist, and several Golden Core-level followers stood behind him.

Is this a big fish that has come to your door?

While Chu Xing was examining Shi Feifan, Shi Feifan was also looking Chu Xing up and down.

Although he is in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, his magical power is extremely powerful.

I must have seen it right. He was the one who easily defeated the two people who had reached the Golden Core Perfection in the fighting arena that day in the Ten Thousand Corpses Cave.

If we can ask him for help in the fight for the extremely cold pond in the cave, we might be able to grab a spot.

The two of them confirmed with their eyes that they were the person the other was looking for!

They said almost in unison:

"Junior brother, may I have a moment with you?"

Then the two of them smiled at each other and came behind a big rock.

Shi Feifan put on a friendly smile and spoke first:

"To be honest, Junior Brother, I felt I looked familiar the moment I saw you. Your name is Shi Feifan, and what about you, Junior Brother?"

"Haha, really? That's a coincidence. I also felt very close to you the first time I saw you. I am Dao Wusheng."

Chu Xing smiled brightly, then untied the knot of his fox fur coat and fanned himself by the collar. Rows of storage bags inside were revealed. He looked at Shi Feifan and asked tentatively:

"Brother Shi, you must have something to ask me, right?"

Shi Feifan glanced at the storage bags inside the other person's coat and couldn't help but frown.

Could it be that he guessed my intention?

Is this display of financial strength a hint that I should show my utmost sincerity?

But think about it, the Yin energy in the extremely cold pond is almost turning into substance. For a demon cultivator who has reached the perfection of the Golden Core to form a Nascent Soul in it, it is no different from taking top-notch Nascent Soul-forming spiritual objects. If it can be supplemented with other spiritual objects, the quality of the Nascent Soul formed will be at least above the Earth Grade.

(The Nascent Soul qualities of this book are: Ordinary, Earthly, Heavenly, and Divine.)

The competition for a place in the Jiyouhantan is imminent, and he is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core, so it is useless for him to get this place.

Anyone can guess why I came here to look for you at this time.

Thinking of this, Shi Feifan gritted his teeth, took out a storage bag from his waist and handed it to Chu Xing, saying with a smile:

"I wonder if these spirit stones are enough to make friends with my junior brother?"

Chu Xing took it in a daze, released a trace of spiritual consciousness, and scanned the inside of the storage bag, and found that there were actually 50,000 spirit stones inside.

He soon understood that the person had to become friends with him first, and then say: What's the difference between you and me among friends? What's yours is mine. Then he took all my things away.

The villains in the novels and TV dramas of my previous life often did this.

No, you have to follow my process!

How can you add drama to yourself so casually?

Thinking of this, Chu Xing took off his storage bag, opened the restriction on it, and stuffed the storage bag into his hand, saying:

"Brother, aren't you embarrassing me? If we want to make friends, I should be the one showing my respect to you."

Shi Feifan was a little confused. He used his spiritual sense to look into Chu Xing's storage bag and his expression changed immediately.

He handed the storage bag back stiffly, pleading in his eyes, looking at Chu Xing pitifully, and said in a tearful voice:

"Junior brother, I really only have so many spirit stones. Can you help me out for the sake of my grandfather, the Fourth Elder?"

clam?

Help, what help?

Chu Xing was slightly startled, then quickly reacted.

So you are not my client, then why should I talk to you in a nice tone!

His face darkened, and without a word he reached out and snatched back his storage bag from the other party's hand, and scolded him angrily:

"What are you helping me with! Go ask your grandfather if he has face in front of the Palace Master? If you don't have anything else to do, don't disturb me while I'm doing my business!"

Having said that, Chu Xing turned around and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Shi Feifan fell to his knees with a thud, hugged Chu Xing's thighs tightly, and began to cry bitterly:

"Junior brother! Uh no, brother! Please help me. Any Jindan Perfection disciple with some strength will not give up the fight for a spot in the Jiyouhan Pond. And those without the strength will find it useless. Only you can help me."

"Furthermore, only disciples below the Nascent Soul Stage can participate in this competition. With your strength, plus that Nascent Soul Stage ghost, you will definitely not encounter any danger."

Chu Xing struggled hard for a few times, but he still couldn't get rid of Shi Feifan's entanglement. He could only sigh helplessly:

"Let go, I'm busy earning spirit stones, I really don't have time to help you."

In the past, Chu Xing might have considered the situation and helped out based on the 50,000 spirit stones. But now his daily income was estimated to be around one million spirit stones. How could he leave a lot of spirit stones unearthed and participate in a competition?

"It doesn't matter if you don't have time now. The competition for the spot will be held in three days, and it will only take half a day at most."

"I probably won't have time for the next few days. Go find someone else. There's no point pestering me."

……

"Okay, let go first. Let me ask you, do you know many people in Qianguimen?"

A quarter of an hour later, Chu Xing finally gave in under Shi Feifan's constant persuasion. Of course, this was not the main reason. The main reason was that Chu Xing was afraid that he would wipe his snot and tears on his trouser legs.

Hearing this, Shi Feifan quickly let go of his hand, stood up happily, and while brushing the dust off his body, he replied with a smile:

"Of course, I've been practicing in the Qiangui Sect since I was young, and I know at least eight hundred people, if not a thousand."

Chu Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, looked Shi Feifan up and down, then lowered his voice and said:

"Then do something for me. If you do it well, I'll consider it."

"Really? Bro, just give me your orders, and I promise to do it to your satisfaction!"

Chu Xing paused for a moment, then leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear.

As Chu Xing's words continued to reach his ears, Shi Feifan's originally smiling face gradually became stiff, and finally he even revealed an expression of disbelief.

After Chu Xing finished speaking, Shi Feifan widened his eyes, staring at him with a puzzled look on his face and said, "How can that be possible! Isn't this harming you?"

"Don't worry, just do as I tell you. I have my own plans." Chu Xing waved his hand indifferently.

……

As night falls, strange fluorescent lights appear and disappear among the dark trees. Occasionally, the chirping of insects breaks the silence, but they are quickly swallowed up by the deep night.

Accompanied by the crunching sound of dead leaves breaking, Zhou Xian, wearing a pitch-black nightgown and a black scarf on his face, walked quietly in the quiet woods like a ghost.

Accompanied by the sound of dead leaves breaking, Zhou Xian walked in the forest wearing black clothes and a mask, looking around to find a hiding place.

When he returned to the cave during the day, the more he endured, the angrier he became. The more he backed off, the more furious he became. He couldn't even concentrate on his cultivation.

Finally, he decided not to bear it any longer. He came to Heifenglin with the intention of robbing the kid who blackmailed him and then beating him up to vent his anger.

As long as you don't deliberately take a detour, you will definitely pass through the Black Wind Forest when returning to the cave residence from the Huanyou Cave.

After a while, Zhou Xian's gaze rested on a big tree with lush branches and leaves.

One of the branches of this big tree is in an excellent position. It not only provides a wide field of vision, allowing you to clearly observe the surrounding movements, but also has a strong concealment due to the cover of dense leaves.

Without any hesitation, Zhou Xian flashed and leaped like an agile cheetah, landing steadily on the branch.

However, just as he pushed aside the branch on his left that blocked his view ahead, he suddenly spotted a dark shadow.

He was suddenly startled and looked carefully in the moonlight, and saw a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a square face.

"Deacon Cao, why...why are you here?"

Zhou Xian knew this person. He was a deacon in the White Bone Palace who was responsible for allocating caves and residences to the disciples.

"I'm basking in the moonlight. Do you want to join me?" Deacon Cao stared at Zhou Xian with a malicious look and sneered.

"Haha, no, I won't disturb your fun."

Zhou Xian laughed dryly twice and jumped down from the high branch.