Chapter 45 The Demon Cultivator Conspires

Han Ming walked into the secret room, on guard.

In the secret room, there were only two people.

"Welcome, welcome." On the main seat, Sun Lingtong clapped his hands and spoke enthusiastically.

The main seat is centered, with a row of seats on the left and right, with three seats in each row.

In the row on Sun Lingtong's left, in the middle seat, there was an old man sitting. His face was vicissitudes and his expression was gloomy, and when he saw Han Ming coming, he cast a scrutinizing gaze.

Han Ming's eyes flashed slightly, and he also looked at the old man, feeling that his face was a little familiar.

After thinking about it, she recalled in her heart: "It's the mechanic in the black market who sells the best of his ability."

"Please sit down, please sit down." Sun Lingtong greeted.

Han Ming sat in the right row, but chose the farthest position, which was also closest to the exit of the secret room.

"Sun Lingtong, you invited me to come with a lot of money, what do you want me to do? Let's say it directly." As soon as Han Ming sat down, he asked directly.

Han Ming was a demon cultivator in the foundation building period, her face was beautiful, but she had a layer of blue and gray, and she exuded a cold aura all the time, which made her whole person have a strange cold beauty.

Sun Lingtong high-fived and praised: "Simply! Okay, I'll go straight to it."

"I want to deal with Sun Lie, I thought about it, Han Ming, you are the most appropriate collaborator."

Han Ming sighed and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you also want Fenghun Blood Incense Pills?"

A year ago, Sun Lie refined eighteen Fenghun Blood Incense Pills, and after delivering them to the Zhou family, the rest would be dispersed on the spot.

Sun Lie was generous and heroic, informal, and even drunk at the time, saying that the monks who were interested in competing would compete on the spot, and the winner would take all.

Han Ming happened to be present.

She was an outer disciple of the Soul Devouring Sect, and she practiced the Nine Rank Soul Devouring Technique. Fenghun Blood Incense Pills are very suitable for her and are of great value.

She immediately joined the competition, but there were many enemies and the competition was fierce, so she was forced to use her magic skills to directly kill one foundation building and seriously injure three foundation building monks.

As a result, she exposed her identity as a demon cultivator.

Of course, Sun Lie would not give the Fenghun Blood Incense Pill to a demon cultivator in public.

Han Ming had to flee.

Ning Zhuo spoke, his voice hoarse and his tone slow: "Who doesn't want Fenghun Blood Incense Pills?"

Sun Lingtong nodded: "Actually, we want more."

"Sun Lie is a master alchemist, and he has lived in the Fire Persimmon Immortal City for more than a year, and there is an endless stream of pill seekers."

"He has a very high success rate in alchemy, and every time a request is completed, he will basically leave a few left."

"I have found out: there are hundreds of bottles of elixirs on the shelves of his pill storage room!"

Han Ming nodded slightly, already moved.

Her identity was exposed a year ago. Until now, she has not left the Fire Persimmon Immortal City, but she is unwilling and wants to plot Fenghun Blood Incense Pills.

Over the past year, she has collected a lot of intelligence and spy on Sun Lie several times, but she has returned with a bumper.

Han Ming said: "Sun Lie is the pinnacle of foundation building, and his own combat power is good."

"At the same time, he is a master alchemist, treated by the city lord's mansion, and has been living in the Ziyang Villa."

"Ziyang Villa is the property of the city lord's mansion, and the guardian magic circle in the courtyard is connected to the Immortal City Formation."

"Therefore, the Ziyang furnace in the other courtyard can pass through the large formation and use the infinite earth fire of the Fire Persimmon Mountain to carry out alchemy."

"Not to mention the guards in the Ziyang Villa, even if they are guarding the magic circle, they are not something we can quickly break through."

"Once the stalemate is over, we will have to face the city guards coming from all directions."

Sun Lingtong laughed: "Han Ming, don't forget where I came from. Let's look at this!"

Saying that, Sun Lingtong took out a talisman.

Han Ming cast his eyes, and suddenly a hint of joy flashed: "Breaking the formation talisman? Very good!"

"I agreed to this."

"But let's say first, I want at least three Fenghun Blood Incense Pills!"

Sun Lingtong smiled and said nothing.

Ning Zhuo snorted coldly: "You are dreaming! If I can give you one, you can have fun."

"If it weren't for the agreed manpower, how could you temporarily add an outsider?"

Han Ming coldly lowered his face, full of murderous intent. She stared at Ning Zhuo and narrowed her eyes: "The last time you treated me like this was a year ago. In addition, there are three more seriously injured foundation building periods."

Ning Zhuo sneered: "Do you think the old man is those trash?"

As he spoke, his hair condensed into thick and long black whips, like a python raising its head. Under the cloak, mechanical birds poked out their heads, and more than a dozen pairs of electrifying bird eyes stared at Han Ming up and down.

Han Ming's heart was chilled.

There was a large formation coverage in the Fire Persimmon Immortal City, and monks like her used spells as their main means of combat, and they suffered a great loss when they started to do so.

Considering the suppression of the large formation, physical cultivation, corpse cultivation, imperial beast cultivators, and mechanism cultivators actually took advantage of a lot.

Han Ming couldn't see through Ning Zhuo's roots, what she knew was that this person made a living by selling Ruyi Suo and made a lot of money. And to have so much money and still live until now is naturally not simple.

Sun Lingtong clapped his hands and broke the tense atmosphere: "Okay, okay."

"We are here to cooperate, not to fight to the death."

"Han Ming, you come from the Demonic Dao Sect and are very strong. But I tell you, the guest will never be weaker than you."

Han Ming snorted coldly and put away his murderous aura.

Ning Zhuo also spread out his black whip, his cloak converged, covering the flock of thunder birds that were about to move.

Sun Lingtong took the opportunity to say: "In this sneak attack on Ziyang Villa, there are only three of us. We guarantee one of the phoenix soul blood incense pills we have taken."

"The actual situation is really uncertain, no matter how much, it is divided according to the specific contribution of our actions."

"What do you two think?"

There was silence in the secret room.

Ning Zhuo was silent.

Han Ming was pondering.

She didn't believe Ning Zhuo, but she believed Sun Lingtong. Sun Lingtong came from the Bukong Sect, and the Bukong Sect and the Soul Devouring Sect were both major factions in the world. Both identities are the same.

Sun Lingtong has been in charge of the black market of Fire Persimmon Immortal City for so many years, and his reputation is very high.

"He is the local snake here, since he wants to attack Ziyang Villa, he is naturally sure."

"I missed this opportunity, how long will I have to wait on my own?"

Thinking of this, Han Ming nodded slightly, his tone cold: "I agree."

Sun Lingtong looked at Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo nodded: "Forget it, sign the contract."

Ziyang Annex.

Alchemy room.

Sun Lie and Meng Chong stood in front of the Ziyang furnace.

This alchemy furnace was more than two people tall and occupied almost half of the alchemy room. The red copper furnace body exudes blazing heat.

Meng Chong looked at the Ziyang stove, and before he could recover from the words he had just heard: "Elder Sun, do you want me to be in the stove and roast me as a medicinal herb?"

Sun Lie picked up the gourd, took a sip of the spirit, and his cheeks were slightly red: "Hahaha, that's it!"

Meng Chong frowned and said puzzledly: "Alchemy with people, isn't this the alchemy method of demon cultivation?"

Sun Lie rolled his eyes: "What magic cultivation method?"

"Cultivating a hundred arts, practicality is king. Whichever method is better, use whichever one you use. The righteous path and demonic path are all cultivating the Tao, what is the difference in essence?"