The monk knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, as if he deeply regretted his actions.

Jiang Li felt the voice sounded familiar and looked at his face carefully, only to find that he had met this person not long ago.

"Hmm? Aren't you the one who sells forget-me-not grass at Yaowangxuan?"

"What? You didn't make the 100,000 spirit stones, so you turned your attention to me?"

"Young casual cultivator, you have to know that if you walk too much on the road at night, you will encounter ghosts."

At first, Jiang Li really thought that some force was trying to harm them.

But the strange thing is that anyone with a little experience should know that low-level cultivators like Jiang Li who are generous with their money are most likely surrounded by powerful protectors.

They are not easy targets for robbery.

If there really was a big force with ulterior motives targeting Chongshan League, then they would have sent more than just a few Jindan masters.

Now it seems that it is not the case.

These guys must be greedy for money and want to make a quick buck.

These six people formed a team before, explored the dangerous Ghost King Wasteland, and entered the terrifying underworld illusion, all just to get the reward of 100,000 spirit stones.

One hundred thousand spirit stones is indeed not a small amount. The entire property left by Elder Duan Shuang of the Sutra Repository Valley was only worth 20,000 to 30,000 spirit stones.

As a few independent cultivators, they are naturally even poorer.

But that adventure ended up with huge losses. The stones they brought back had nothing to do with the Three-Life Stone, and the few forget-me-nots were of very poor quality.

The dream of a hundred thousand reward naturally fell through.

In the end, eighty low-grade spirit stones were not enough to buy a good meal in Fengyang City. It was not even enough to cover the cost of entering and leaving the city gate a few times.

It's like losing everything.

But in the Yaowang Pavilion, he saw Jiang Li, a foundation-building cultivator, spending money lavishly.

Millions of spirit stones were spent just like that.

That table full of elixirs was not what a foundation-building cultivator should have.

That should be theirs! This casual cultivator thought so.

Under the influence of jealousy, loss, greed and other emotions, and the fact that his target was just a "weak" foundation-building cultivator, he inevitably became interested.

As soon as he came out, he gathered his accomplices and tried to rob Jiang Li on the road.

"Senior! Senior! We didn't recognize the great man! We were really wrong!"

He said he was wrong because he didn't recognize the real man and robbed the wrong person. He didn't think there was anything wrong with the act of robbery.

There is really no sympathy for such people. It is not without reason that sect disciples look down on independent cultivators.

"Eat this and I'll spare your life."

Jiang Li was too lazy to argue with this man, so he raised his hand and threw a seed over to him.

The spiritual root fell into the hands of a casual cultivator, who looked miserable after taking it.

Even if you use your butt to think about it, you can tell that under such circumstances, the food he eats will not be good no matter what.

"senior..."

He still wanted to beg for mercy, but Jiang Li's figure approached instantly and stuffed the spiritual root seed into his mouth.

Then the wooden dragon Liekongzuo swam over, swallowed him, and put him into the Yin Burial Coffin hidden in its stomach.

Jiang Li didn't actually kill those five people just now, he just seriously injured them.

The cultivation levels of these six people are all at the Jindan stage, and they have all entered the underworld illusion in the Ghost King Wasteland.

Their experience is still useful to Jiang Li.

"What's your name? Tell me about yourself."

At the Chongshan League stronghold, after Jiang Li returned to his quiet room, he released the only Overlord Spear monk who was still intact.

At this time, the seed of the spiritual root had already taken root in his body. As soon as it came out, the other party knelt on one knee respectfully and offered his loyalty to Jiang Li.

"Greetings, Alliance Leader. My name is An Lie. I am a casual cultivator from Moshi City in the Eastern Region. I practice the earth-based martial arts. I have an illegitimate child in Moshi City..."

Jiang Li just asked a question, and the casual cultivator An Lie reported all his personal information without any hesitation.

It also includes one's own attributes, characteristics of martial arts, mortal relatives and other secrets that cannot be known by outsiders.

He has been controlled by the spiritual root seed. Even if Jiang Li wants to take away everything from him and refine it into the Nine Nether Earth Fruit, he will gladly accept it and be proud of it.

This avoids the troublesome interrogation process and the intelligence obtained can be more detailed and accurate.

"Very good. How much do you know about the Netherworld? What did you encounter in it? Tell me everything in detail."

This was what Jiang Li was concerned about, and the casual cultivator An Lie immediately began to talk about it.

An Lie's team originally consisted of not six people, but a group of thirteen Jindan stage cultivators in total.

They often take on some tasks and do some odd jobs for big forces, and they are quite famous in this area.

After the bounty for the Three Lives Stone was announced, they were tempted like most of the independent cultivators.

Although the Ghost King Wasteland is dangerous, a piece of Three Lives Stone can be sold for 100,000 spirit stones, which is a sky-high price for them.

So the team of thirteen people stepped into the land of the dead without hesitation.

They were very lucky. During their careful exploration, they did not encounter any powerful ghosts. In just three months, they came across an illusion that had just taken shape.

But their luck was also bad, as a ghost king was also attracted to the illusion.

It is a terrifying existence that even a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage would have to flee upon encountering.

In that illusion, they were running for their lives almost the entire time and had no time to explore properly.

In just a few incense sticks' time, seven of his companions had been killed. The remaining six could only grab a handful of stones and spiritual herbs on the ground and escape from the Ghost King Wasteland in a panic.

They were able to escape not for any other reason but simply because the Ghost King had eaten seven souls that had reached the Dan stage and was temporarily full and too lazy to chase them.

Therefore, their understanding of illusions is quite limited.

However, the fact that the Netherworld Illusion would attract the Ghost King was important information. No wonder the big forces offered a reward of 100,000 Spiritual Stones for a Sansheng Stone. The danger of that place was much higher than imagined.

"Put on this mask, and from now on you will be a member of Qingshanju."

"I have only one mission for you. Go to the Ghost King Wasteland and continue exploring the illusion."

. . . .

The next day, at the Chongshan meeting.

"What do you think of this proposal to establish a special enforcement department?"

At the meeting, Jiang Li proposed the plan that he had discussed with Uncle Dongfang Guangling.

The senior executives at the table were silent. They were also thinking about the pros and cons of this proposal.

In fact, in many major forces and sects, there are more or less such secret forces.

The medicine man from Bailian Mountain is a typical example.

But the existence of such troops is not necessarily a good thing.

"Master Jiang, if this secretive force is established, who will be in charge? What will be the authority? How will it be supervised?"

According to Jiang Li, this force will be composed of elite personnel from various sects, and its final strength will surely be impressive. Therefore, the emergence of this force will inevitably cause an imbalance of power.

They naturally have to worry about it.

"I think this proposal still needs to be considered in the long run."

"Why don't we put this matter aside for now and discuss it with Dachongshan first before making a decision?"

They obviously don't want to make such an important decision lightly.

But Jiang Li did not give up, nor did he answer their questions.

Instead, he pushed a list in front of him and circulated it among the senior executives below.

"These are the prices of the spiritual materials and elixirs we collected in Fengyang City yesterday. You can take a look."

"Da Chongshan now has great benefits in hand, but does not have enough power to protect himself. Everyone should know what this means."

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"Power, power, it's a good thing, but you all have to understand that now is not a good time to fight for power."

"I, Jiang Li, am an insignificant foundation-building disciple. How did I become the leader of Chongshan? You all know it very well."

"My existence is only to ease the conflicts caused by the struggle for power."

Jiang Li exposed his own disgraceful behavior in front of all the senior executives.

“But that’s just mitigation, not a solution.”

"Just the day before yesterday, due to differences in the scope of responsibility for repairing and expanding the formation, a conflict broke out in the Rune Department, and the work was forced to stop."

"Uncle Guangling, what do you say?"

Dongfang Guangling, who had already made the arrangements, nodded immediately and bowed to apologize for his subordinates' poor performance.

Many of the senior executives present were also ashamed because among the participants in the work stoppage were disciples from their sect.

"This is just because of a slight difference in effort."

"What Chongshan League has to do next is not just sweating, we will also face sacrifices, huge sacrifices!"

"If everyone is just trying to protect themselves and preserve their strength, then there is no need for this Chongshan League to exist!"

Jiang Li stood up and glanced sternly at the many senior executives below.

He was clearly just a foundation-building cultivator, and clearly just a nominal leader, but at this moment no one dared to look him in the eye.

"The original intention of establishing Chongshan League is to maintain the century-long peace in Chongshan!"

"I know that the sect's interests and positions are not easy to abandon. But I hope that after putting on the mask, there will be a group of people who can temporarily forget their names and positions and do something for Dachongshan."

"Of course, you don't have to worry. This unit does not serve any individual. It only obeys orders, not individuals. All orders are issued only from the Chongshan Conference. But because of this, when they are carrying out their missions, other Chongshan League monks need to assist them unconditionally."

Jiang Li said a lot, but perhaps only the last sentence really convinced them.

"Alliance Leader Jiang, what is the name of this unit?"

A senior executive asked this, and everyone else looked at Jiang Li. They had already approved of this proposal.

"We call this army Stone. As long as the stone is strong, the mountain will not fall!"

Ultimately, the proposal was passed.

The "Stubborn Stone Force" of Chongshan League was officially established.

. . . .

After the meeting, Jiang Li found Dongfang Guangling again.

"Uncle Guangling, I apologize for offending you just now. I hope you will forgive me."

In order to stand on the highest moral ground, he could only ask Uncle Guangling's Rune Department for help. In order to cooperate with him, Uncle Guangling also damaged his own prestige, and Jiang Li felt bad about it.

"It's okay, it's okay. You are also thinking about Chongshan League. If you really feel bad, then help Uncle Shi find a main branch of the earth vein. I have an idea recently and I am going to try it out."

"That's easy. Uncle, what kind of ground vein do you want? The other day I found a ground vein that was shaped like a white tiger howling at the sky. Uncle, are you interested?"

"Are you serious? Tell me where the leyline is?"

After returning from Uncle Guangling, Jiang Li took back Situ Tingxin's storage bag.

The seal was intact, indicating that the storage bag had never been opened.

After opening the storage bag, Jiang Li immediately started rummaging inside.

As expected, he is worthy of being the second elder of Bailian Mountain. Inside this storage bag, there are a large number of spirit stones, elixirs and magic weapons, as expected.

It is easy to arm fifty senior monks.

But Jiang Li didn't care about these. His eyes swept across all kinds of fancy magic weapons and finally fell on a long spike magic weapon that looked ordinary.

It’s a nail in the coffin.

Jiang Li picked up the long nail, probed it with his spiritual energy, and immediately felt a familiar power inside.

Sure enough, it was right here! After subduing Situ Etong and others from Bailian Mountain, Jiang Li learned some news from them.

The high-ranking official of Bailian Mountain who once led the team to destroy the corpse cemetery was the second elder Situ Tingxin.

And this was the coffin nail that he had seized.

Even though it is just a pitch-black coffin nail, its grade has reached the upper level of the Xuan grade, just like the original burial coffin.

With a wave of his hand, he released the Yin Burial Coffin. The coffin nail immediately sensed the movement and began to vibrate slightly in Jiang Li's hand.

That's right, that's it.

Jiang Li took out the animal skin again and began to refine the long nail according to the records on it.

According to the description on the animal skin, the three souls of the coffin owner are Taiguang, Shuangling and Youjing.

The nails control the seven spirits, namely corpse dog, hidden arrow, sparrow vagina, swallowing thief, non-poison, removing filth, and smelly lungs.

The seven long nails are made of seven kinds of precious metals, and then refined by the monks with corresponding spiritual souls.

And this coffin nail corresponds to the corpse dog soul.

If Jiang Li had not practiced the Heart Sutra of Avalokitesvara diligently and had a strong soul, it would have been difficult to achieve this.

Using blood to attract the soul, it took twelve hours to refine the coffin nails and make them recognize their master.

Jiang Li then entered the coffin and, according to the diagram on the animal skin and the positions of the seven stars, hammered the corpse dog nails into it.

The next moment, the burial spiritual energy in the coffin surged.

In the surrounding environment, the concentration of Yin energy, which had been stagnant for a long time, began to increase again.

The ghost soldiers floating above were cheering, the red spider lilies on the ground were becoming more and more beautiful, and even the Nine Nether Wood rooted in the Burial Yin Coffin sent back a comfortable feedback.

Jiang Li could feel that although the current burial coffin was still of low quality, with the addition of this coffin nail as a node, the coffin's all-round properties were greatly enhanced.

In his estimation, with just one more coffin nail, it could be directly upgraded to a mid-grade Earth Grade!

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