Chapter 85

Yinhuang Clan

As expected of a spirit, it has no heart!

She looks soft and cute, but her words are so heartbreaking!

Ling Mochen sat in front of the counter, and apart from his slightly pursed lips, there was no visible change in his expression.

The cultivators in front of him seemed to have lost interest in buying elixirs. They were all discussing the situation of Yinhuang Sect and how Xue Fatian was investigating...

After talking about it for a long time, the topic finally turned to who had a feud with the Yinhuang Sect, who was robbed by the Yinhuang Sect...

It’s so lively.

Ling Mochen focused his attention on his ears, trying hard to absorb the chaotic information coming from all directions.

He always felt that this sect was a serious threat. He wondered if Qianji Pavilion had detailed information about this sect?

When you are lost in thought, it is hard to notice the passage of time.

Liuhuo in the contract spirit space was now immersed in deep memories.

He was an unkempt old man with a long beard and a perpetual 'sleazy' smile, and he was fiddling with a palm-sized spirit with his fingers.

"Little Liuhuo, why can't you grow up?"

"You, you, you, you're not feeding on strange fire, are you? The old man's strange fire is very precious, and it's not enough to refine weapons. Where would he get extra fire to feed you?"

"Don't cry! Oh my~ You are a fire spirit! Fire spirit! Do you know what kind of character a fire spirit is like? How can you be so cute? You should be more proud, like the young master...ah, bah, bah! Like the prince in the mortal world, be proud!"

"Yes! If you change 'I' to 'I', or 'this seat', 'this spirit', 'this sir', etc., wouldn't it make you seem more arrogant?"

"Old man I... Oh no, old man 'Wu' used to be like this, so arrogant that he would hold his head high when walking! He charmed thousands of female cultivators! But he was unlucky and met a group of ugly freaks who would beat old man Wu wherever he went..."

"But you're different. With your looks and physique, you won't get beaten no matter how arrogant you are!"

"Haha! I, the old man, have refined another magic weapon today. I only need 999 more to leave this crappy sect..."

“…”

Each scene is like a movie reel, awakening memories that have been dormant in my heart for a long time.

Unconsciously, Liuhuo's lips trembled slightly, and he murmured in a low voice: "Liar, the Yinhuang clan is lying, the stinky old man has not left the sect at all..."

In Liuhuo Medicine Shop, the queue was messy in front of the crowded counter, and the noise was overwhelming.

Ling Mochen learned from the conversation among the monks in the store that Xue Fatian had already led the law enforcement team to confront the elders of Yinhuang Sect.

The location is in Wanjiang City, not far from the city gate.

"I heard that there were a few unlucky guys who ran into that old thief from the Yinhuang Sect right after they entered the city gate. Tsk tsk~ they were severely injured and were sent to the doctor's office by the law enforcement team."

"Master Xue Fatian and that old thief have been fighting for a while, right? Who has the upper hand?"

"I don't know. I really want to go over and see what's going on. Oh, by the way, boss, do you have any Foundation Establishment Pills today?" The customer said, and suddenly turned to Ling Mochen and asked.

Ling Mochen hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "There are still ten."

Just ten, no more.

The man's eyes lit up, and he carefully counted the people in front of him, "One, two, three... I'm the seventh! Haha~ Hurry up, those in front, buy the foundation-building pills, I want to go watch the battle!"

"You? A mere fight between a mere Golden Core Master from a Qi Refining Temple, the aftermath would be enough to make you vomit blood!"

"Aren't you also a little Qi Refiner? This is called seeking wealth and honor through danger. Watching the battle of Jindan Zhenren can help me realize the truth. It may be more useful than sitting on the enlightenment cliff for a whole day!"

"There's nothing dangerous about Wudao Cliff. You can sit there as long as you want. Are you going to risk your life to save a little time and watch the real people fight? I don't think my life is too long!"

"What do you mean a little time? Time is lifespan!"

"I won't go. Anyway, there will always be some Taoist friend who is not afraid of death and will take the risk to record the photo stone. At worst, I can pay a few spirit stones to buy one."

"Can the image in the photo stone be the same as the scene at the scene?!"

Several cultivators in the back of the line started arguing while chatting, while in front of the counter, several cultivators who had reached the great perfection of Qi training had already bought foundation-building pills.

While Ling Mochen took out the pills and collected the spirit stones to pay the bill, he was communicating with Liuhuo in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Liuhuo, did you just say the Yinhuang clan?" Isn't it the Yinhuang clan?

Liuhuo hummed softly and said in a low voice: "I didn't stay in Yinhuang Sect for a long time. Most of the information about this sect came from my previous master. His favorite thing to do on weekdays was to complain to me in his sea of ​​consciousness while refining weapons."

"The Yinhuang Sect is divided into two major systems: the main sect and the branch sects. The direct descendants of each peak of the main sect and the lineage of the sect masters of each branch sect all belong to the Yinhuang clan. I have little contact with the specific details, but I only know that everyone in this clan has the surname 'Yin'."

Hearing Liuhuo's voice become steady, Ling Mochen's worried heart was slightly relieved.

Liuhuo tried hard to recall what the old man had said about the Yinhuang Sect and the Yinhuang Clan, trying to find more information about this sect.

He has been displeased with this broken sect for a long time!

As long as it is not in harmony with the Yinhuang Sect, he wants to provide more information, hoping that one day he will meet a "great monk with great luck" or a "potential super power in the future" and destroy the Yinhuang Sect.

The new owner... barely counts as one.

Ling Mochen didn't know that Liuhuo regarded him as 'potential stock No. N in the old man's revenge plan', and was digesting what Liuhuo said at this time.

The ruler of the Yinhuang Sect, the Yinhuang clan, has the surname Yin...

Hearing this surname, Ling Mochen naturally thought of Yin Siwen and Yin Bufan, father and son.

People from the Biyue Sect shouldn't have anything to do with the Yinhuang Sect, right?

But when I think of Yin Siwen's identical style of behavior to that of the Yinhuang Sect disciples...

Could it be that they are also related to the Yinhuang Sect?

"Boss? Boss!"

A monk with an open collar and a somewhat bohemian look tilted his mouth and waved his hand in front of Ling Mochen.

Ling Mochen suddenly came back to his senses and awkwardly asked the customers in line what kind of pills they wanted to buy.

When you are too immersed in thinking, you sometimes ignore the situation around you.

I almost forgot that he is now the boss and is selling pills in the shop!

Ling Mochen was silent. Fortunately, he was the boss. If he was an employee, he might go to work in the morning and be fired in the afternoon!

"I want to buy a Foundation Establishment Pill." The monk with his collar open put one arm on the counter and naturally took out the number of spirit stones required for a Foundation Establishment Pill from his storage ring and threw them into the storage basin, speaking in a nonchalant tone.

Ling Mochen naturally took out a porcelain bottle containing the Foundation Establishment Pill and handed it over.

The cultivator with his collar open took the Foundation Establishment Pill and left without saying a word. Only then did Ling Mochen realize that the customers in the store were looking at him with something wrong in their eyes.

What happened?

Ling Mochen was totally confused.

The monk at the front of the line spoke quietly, with a hint of questioning and a hint of ridicule in his tone.

"Boss, didn't you say...there are only ten Foundation Establishment Pills?"

The person just now is ranked eleventh!