Chapter 37: The Death of Wang Dun

Hearing the middle-aged cultivator say this, He Pingsheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Pill poison?

I eat top-tier pills, so naturally, I don't need to worry about this kind of thing.

"Don't want it!" He Pingsheng said with a smile: "I don't eat many pills usually, when I really have pill poison, I'll come to you to buy it, after all, I'm not well-off!"

"Ah?" The middle-aged cultivator's gaze moved from He Pingsheng's face to the cloth bag on his back: "You... are not well-off?"

He Pingsheng suddenly took the backpack from his back and held it tightly in his arms, saying: "The spirit stones in this bag are not mine, they are my master's, I dare not spend them randomly!"

"Oh..." The middle-aged cultivator nodded.

He Pingsheng put away the purchased pills, asked the middle-aged cultivator for two empty porcelain bottles, and then left the Mount Matou market swaggeringly.

Three fierce-looking big men immediately followed.

The middle-aged cultivator shook his head and sighed: "A mere fourth-layer little cultivator, now targeted by the Black Wind Three Evils, this kid is in bad luck, sigh... doesn't even understand the principle of not showing off wealth, can't blame others!"

The Black Wind Three Evils are famous evil cultivators of this generation in the Dao Xuan Alliance.

It is rumored that the three of them kill and rob, doing all kinds of evil.

But no evidence has been left behind, so the Dao Xuan Alliance cannot convict them.

All stories are legends.

But there is no doubt that these three people are definitely not good people.

"Brother..." After walking out of the Mount Matou market, the second one said: "This way, hurry, hurry, hurry... catch up!"

"Go!"

Swoosh!

A paper crane shot into the sky, heading in the direction where He Pingsheng disappeared in the wind and snow.

The speed of a paper crane is not constant; the higher the cultivation base of the cultivator controlling it, the faster the speed.

The idea of the Black Wind Three Evils is very simple: how fast can a fourth-layer Qi Condensation disciple run?

Although we are chasing late, we can always catch up.

However, they didn't.

The three of them flew in the void for half a day in a hurry, but didn't even see He Pingsheng's ghost shadow.

And He Pingsheng landed on a hillside not far from the sect an hour later, then put away the paper crane and walked all the way to the outer sect small town.

From beginning to end, he didn't know that someone was following him.

He Pingsheng didn't go home directly, but went to the outer sect main hall to look around.

Various daily necessities also needed to be replenished.

After buying some spiritual rice with contribution points, He Pingsheng came to the counter in the middle of the main hall.

This was a circular counter, with several disciples sitting inside, receiving people who came at any time.

"Junior Brother, what's the matter?" Seeing He Pingsheng approaching, a disciple stood up personally and asked He Pingsheng gently.

He Pingsheng said: "Wang Shixiong, I want to ask, is the Spirit Herb Valley recruiting disciples recently?"

"Spirit Herb Valley?" The man nodded slightly and said: "Yes... Junior Brother wants to go to the Spirit Herb Valley to work?"

"Are you a Wood Linggen?"

"No, no..." He Pingsheng hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Junior is not a Wood Linggen, and I'm not going to the Spirit Herb Valley to work, I just want to ask Wang Shixiong, if anyone is going to the Spirit Herb Valley, can you help me bring a message to Wang Shixiong Shixiong Dun in the valley!"

"I have something urgent to find him for!"

He Pingsheng didn't want to ask for his three spirit stones back, but felt he should discuss with him about using his alchemy furnace to refine pills.

After all, the alchemy furnace belongs to someone else!

But the disciple in front shook his head and said: "Can't bring it, Junior Brother doesn't know yet? Some time ago, Wang Shixiong Shixiong Dun fought with someone outside and was killed!"

"Ah?"

He Pingsheng suddenly opened his mouth wide: "No way... he... he... is gone?"

"Gone!" The disciple showed a look of sorrow on his face and said: "Wang Shixiong Shixiong was still quite good!"

He Pingsheng asked: "Who killed him?"

The disciple looked at He Pingsheng and hurriedly lowered his voice: "It is said to be an inner sect disciple on Xiuzhu Peak, I don't know who exactly it is. Like Wang Shixiong Shixiong Dun, who has no sect, no protection, if he dies, he dies, no one cares!"

"Sigh..."

"Cultivating immortality, cultivating immortality, that's all!"

"By the way, what do you want to find Wang Dun for?" The disciple asked again.

He Pingsheng shook his head and said: "Wang Shixiong Shixiong borrowed a few spirit stones from me before... forget it, the person is dead, the debt is cleared, thank you Wang Shixiong for clarifying!"

He Pingsheng bowed to the disciple and then left.

Wang Dun is dead!

Theoretically, this alchemy furnace belongs to him.

But He Pingsheng didn't feel happy about getting the alchemy furnace; on the contrary, he only felt full of sorrow.

Xiuzhu Peak again, inner sect disciple again.

In the eyes of those inner sect disciples, perhaps we outer sect disciples are really not even as good as ants.

Killing a Hao Yun was only a seven-day reflection.

I don't know how many days they reflected after killing Wang Dun?

He Pingsheng shook the snow off his body and returned to his room.

Closed the door tightly.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, He Pingsheng frowned, his heart unable to calm down for a long time.

It wouldn't be that vicious woman Linglong again, would it?

Is the life of an outer sect disciple so worthless?

Then in this small town, are countless mortals like grass in the eyes of cultivators?

He Pingsheng thought about it, unable to move for a long time.

After a long time, he shook his head to shake off the messy negative emotions in his mind, and with a thought of his spiritual sense, the Ju Bao Pen was taken out from his dantian.

The basin was three zhang in size, and the things inside were also varied.

First, the most are spirit stones.

Bought pills for twenty, medicinal herbs for fourteen, a total of fifty-four spent, now five hundred and forty-six remain.

Besides spirit stones, there are four jade boxes, containing 【Seven-leaf Spiritual Herb】, 【Immortal Bamboo Shoot】, 【Vermilion Fruit】, and 【Spiritual Apricot】.

These are the raw materials for refining Qi Gathering Pills.

Each has twenty portions.

Besides these small herbs, there are four porcelain bottles, two bottles totaling twenty-four low-tier 【Qi Gathering Pills】.

The rest are some miscellaneous things.

"Sigh..." Looking at the room full of things, He Pingsheng couldn't help but sigh: "If only there were a storage bag!"

If there were a storage bag, everything could be put inside, unlike now, once you want to use the Ju Bao Pen to strengthen things, other things have to be taken out and thrown on the ground or on the bed.

It's really inconvenient.

But think about it!

That most basic storage bag costs over two thousand spirit stones.

Forget it!

He Pingsheng shook his head and threw all four kinds of herbs, totaling twenty portions, into the Ju Bao Pen.

Strengthen it!

In the next few days, He Pingsheng went out to inquire several times, and after confirming the fact that Wang Dun had fallen, he threw Wang Dun's alchemy furnace into the Ju Bao Pen.

Materials!

Alchemy furnace!

Porcelain bottles!

Pills!

Strengthened one by one.

He Pingsheng wasn't idle either; he picked up the 【Thirty-Six Alchemy Recipes】 and studied it for several days.

These few days, he only looked at some basic knowledge of alchemy, and the recipe for 【Qi Gathering Pills】 in the thirty-six recipes.

Because he was about to start alchemy.

The preparation for alchemy is not just these, but also wood!

Different pills require different wood.

For the same pill, different boiling and refining periods also require different wood.

There are also distinctions in size and specifications.

All kinds of things, the wood needed is quite a lot.

He Pingsheng picked up the axe again and went up the mountain to cut wood himself. ===== CHAPTER 38 =====