"Boss, take out the best equipment quickly. Remember, it must be the best kind. If you dare to fool me with some junk goods, I will tear down your little shop."
An extremely young monk, whether because he was just starting out or because he didn't know the dangers of the world, or because he was influenced by his companion's idleness, was banging on an old cabinet.
The old dust that shook out from the cracks and corners of the cabinet made people wonder if the entire counter would collapse if he smashed it a few more times.
"Come on, come on." A young boy looked busy and quickly picked up a few things and rushed over.
His smart eyes and busy, slightly sweaty face formed an excellent picture. He nodded and bowed and said: "Master Lin, how dare I neglect what you want? Look, didn't I prepare it for you early in the morning?" "
Qian Yunsheng looked at everything in front of him with a smile. As the owner who opened this shop on the edge of the Liaoyuan Desert, he knew clearly that this was the time when young disciples from nearby sects came to the Liaoyuan Desert to practice.
Therefore, these days, you can see from time to time some disciples who are seizing the last moment to add some better equipment.
This is also an opportunity for these shops on the edge of the Liaoyuan Desert to make a fortune every year. You must know that it is difficult to find so many people who spend money without blinking at the same time.
And every time Qian Yunsheng sees these young faces who are eager to rush into the prairie desert to establish meritorious deeds, he can't help but sigh: "It's great to be young."
As a boss, Qian Yunsheng has long been experienced in understanding the tone and way of speaking, the emotions and identities represented by each person, and the meaning of every subtle movement.
He can even figure out whether the person is strong or weak, shrewd or careless from the slight changes in tone, emphasis, and idioms in word choice and sentence making.
This is like an experienced blacksmith. Even if he closes his eyes, he can know the characteristics and weight of each material, the required quenching temperature and the strength and time of blowing.
As expected, the few things he had just sent to the young man to pick up were exactly what Master Lin needed. He was looking over and over in surprise.
These are all small shops that Qian Yunsheng opened for the convenience of selling the things left by the city lord after he escaped from the secret room. It has been three years.
After being trapped for more than half a month, what he didn't expect was that the only way to escape from the secret room was to dismantle the teleported formation and then reveal the real secret door.
This made Qian Yunsheng sigh with emotion at the ingenuity of the Zhang family's thinking. Who would have thought that the real way to break into the secret room was right under his feet.
Fortunately, this caution saved Qian Yunsheng. When he finally came out, he was shocked to find that he was standing in the middle of a huge desert and could not tell his direction at all.
Fortunately, he found the key point and broke out of the formation. Along the way, he found a map, some account books and land deeds at the bottom of the teleportation formation. If he really breaks through the formation with brute force according to his previous idea, if he goes in the wrong direction and goes deeper, the consequences will be disastrous.
Because when I came out, I realized that it was said that the outer part of the prairie desert was relatively safe, but as you went deeper, there were even beings comparable to powerful beings inside.
Following the instructions on the map, Qian Yunsheng successfully walked out of the desert. The ledger and land deed in his hands were the identity left to him by the Zhang family.
Even the gray sign that was almost lifeless, Qian Yunsheng finally understood its use. It turned out that that thing was used together with the account book as a token of the new identity handover.
However, Qian Yunsheng thought about it and still didn't use that back-up plan. After so many years, Qian Yunsheng had no way of knowing whether that back-up plan was kept secret or not. If he used it rashly, it might be self-defeating. .
Therefore, after coming out, Qian Yunsheng decided to get the legacy given by Mr. Bao first and then recover from his injuries.
Just as Qian Yunsheng was thinking this, a white roc flew in from outside. This roc was quite handsome and not afraid of people. It landed on his shoulder and looked at Shen Fei. It was extremely anthropomorphic and stared curiously. Facing everyone, he looks majestic like a king.
Qian Yunsheng patted the Pengniao on his shoulder, and the Pengniao also rubbed his hand with attachment, begging for food.
This is a communication method commonly used by mortals in the Western Regions, and Qian Yunsheng often uses it to convey messages. He saw that although this bird was a mortal bird, it was quite human, so he consciously took out a few more seeds and fed them to him, and then he took out the scroll on the bird's leg and opened it.
However, when Qian Yunsheng saw a few words on the paper, his face darkened. He handed the bird to his assistant to take care of it, and then turned and walked towards the inner room.
It turned out that what was written on the note was a secret code. Although Qian Yunsheng did not use the backup plan provided by the Zhang family, he arranged for people to keep an eye on those places very early. Unexpectedly, this idle trick actually worked. .
Just over ten days ago, the news came from his secret whistle that a place was inexplicably wiped out!
Qian Yunsheng snorted coldly and walked back to the room. There is a statue of Guanyin with a benevolent face enshrined in his room.
This prairie fire desert is at the junction of Zhongzhou and the Western Regions. Many people in the Western Regions believe in Buddha statues, which are also very popular among mortals. Therefore, even in the Zhongzhou area close to the Western Regions, many people worship Buddha statues. It is not surprising that Qian Yunsheng did this.
But in fact, Qian Yunsheng had his own deep meaning in doing this. After he received the legacy given to him by Mr. Bao, he realized that the "Synesthetic Record of the Sixth Patriarch Tanji" sold to him before was actually the first volume.
And if you only practice the first volume without knowing how to solve the second volume, the final result will inevitably be that you will become obsessed, so the upper volume can also be considered a trap. Only the upper volume combined with the lower volume is the real secret. Law.
In other words, if Qian Yunsheng unfortunately dies, and someone is lucky enough to get the first volume of "Sixth Patriarch Tanji Synaesthesia Record" in the future, even if he practices it, he will end up dead.
This also shows that the mentality of ghost cultivators is different from that of ordinary people. They have no idea of benefiting others, and they only wish that something would happen to others.
Therefore, Qian Yunsheng was secretly glad that thanks to the next volume, he could really start to try to integrate ghost cultivation and Buddhist cultivation, and this Guanyin statue was Qian Yunsheng's custom-made spiritual tool for observing and practicing meditation.
Qian Yunsheng sat back on the main seat and frowned at the note in his hand.
The main reason why I came back here after getting Bao Lao's legacy was that I was surprised to find that, unlike Nanman and Donghai, Zhongzhou and the Western Regions, most of the Jueyin and Jiuyou lands had long since It has been eradicated by Buddhist cultivators.
"This Buddhist cultivator is really killing everyone." Qian Yunsheng couldn't help but feel depressed when he discovered this fact, and this was also the reason why his injuries were delayed.
Fortunately, there is no way out. After much inquiring, he finally found out that since there is a mysterious and unpredictable power in the Liaoyuan Desert, there is probably a place of extreme darkness or a place of nine secluded places deep in the desert. The earth has not been cleared away by Buddhist cultivators.
This is also the reason why Qian Yunsheng can only return to the Liaoyuan Desert again, but precisely because of the existence of the powerful, the danger of easily going deep into the Liaoyuan Desert has greatly increased.
So according to Qian Yunsheng's cautious character, he simply opened a small shop on the edge of the desert, collecting information while slowly selling the Lord's things.
"In the past few years, I have gone deep into the Liaoyuan Desert several times. I have figured out most of the situations. I think those are the places where the Land of Jueyin or the Land of Nine Nethers will appear."
Qian Yunsheng stared at the note in front of him in silence.
In his intuition, it was definitely not a good thing that the backhand arranged by the Zhang family was eliminated this time. It was very likely that the enemy had already followed the Zhang family's line. Thinking of the witch's power, Qian Yunsheng shuddered.
"It's hard to say. Not only will the plan to find the Nine Netherlands have to be brought forward, but I'm afraid even this side will have to be given up." Qian Yunsheng lit the note on fire, silently planning in his mind, and let out a long breath.
Then he closed his eyes and seemed to be talking to himself: "Just in time, it is becoming more and more difficult to understand the scroll. It seems that my plan to go to the Western Regions will be officially put on the agenda."
Qian Yunsheng thought this, opened his eyes, and sighed with a complicated expression: "After a few years of stable life, I have to start paying attention again."
He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Am I just a toiler?"
"How about I give you one last chance. If you don't tell me, I can find out for myself." The witch's bright red fingers pinched the head of a gray-haired old man. The old man was stared at by the witch's indifferent eyes. , scattered around were the corpses of their people.
"Sir, what do you want to know? I really don't understand." The white-haired old man had already been frightened by the death in front of him, and he lay paralyzed with a stench all over his body.
"snort!"
The witch didn't talk nonsense to the old man at all. With a sharp look, she sent an arrogant demonic energy in, messing up the old man's brain. She closed her eyes and began to search the old man's memory.
"There is really no news about that little ghost cultivator." The witch dropped the old man's head and said strangely in her heart.
She had thoroughly searched the souls of the people left in Jixia City by the Zhang family before she finally discovered such an extremely secret clue, but she didn't expect it to come to nothing.
"No matter, there are still a few more. Let's ask all of them first. I don't believe there won't be any clues." The witch had a plan in her mind.
"What should I say about you? Should I say you are timid or should I say you are cautious?" The witch hummed softly, looking up at the sky and thinking: "I was secretly sent here by the Demon of Desire who messed up the secret of heaven. Plus, I can sense you as long as you're within a certain distance, so I don't believe you can escape my grasp."
After thinking about this, the witch waved her hand, and the entire mansion was instantly burned into a sea of fire. The witch didn't even look at everything in front of her. She simply stamped her foot and disappeared directly, leaving only the fire on the ground. Bones.
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