'This Bailongxuan is a capable shop.
'I wonder if I can get together five flying swords, a spiritual weapon.
Gu Qingru thought.
Walking room.
The maid in front led Gu Qing through Linlang's magic weapon area and walked in an increasingly dim corridor. After a few breaths, the maid seemed to have passed through an invisible barrier, and her figure became hazy.
Gu Qing was thoughtful.
'Array?
His brows rose.
'The formation arranged here should be the area where spiritual weapons are sold after passing through it, right? Hope you won't be disappointed. Gu Qing's eyes flickered, and he took a few steps to catch up with the maid.
A soft repulsive force spread throughout his body, and he clearly felt that he had passed through an invisible cloud-like barrier, and in front of him was the end of the dim corridor.
At the end of this dim corridor, there is a black stone door about ten feet high. At this moment, the stone door is half open, hanging like a guillotine. When Gu Qing followed the waitress through the stone door, he felt a strong suppressive force. , causing the spiritual power in his body to stagnate.
After walking through the black stone door, you will see a deep and dark hall. There are more than a dozen far-spaced booths built in the hall. Seven of these booths are empty, and the remaining nine are filled with spiritual weapons.
The waitress leading the way stood still, with a trademark smile, and said to Gu Qing: "Guest, please see, this is the spiritual weapon that I, Bailongxuan, are selling now. If the customer wants to buy a sword, you might as well take a look at this sword." Purple Lightning Frost Sword, this sword belongs to the well-known weapon refiner of Ye Country..."
Gu Qing frowned slightly.
He did not listen carefully to what the maid said.
'There are only three flying swords here, and two of them are of the fire attribute, while the remaining one is of the wood attribute. The prices of these three flying swords are all above 300 mid-grade spiritual stones.
Gu Qing glanced briefly at the nine booths containing spiritual weapons in the deep and dark hall, and felt a little disappointed.
'It seems that the purchase of five spiritual weapons and flying swords needs to be considered in the long run. Gu Qing turned around and left without any expression.
The maid who led the way was still introducing various spiritual weapons.
See this scene.
The smile on her pretty face faltered.
After Gu Qing left Bailongxuan, he clearly felt that there were a few more tails behind him. He was not surprised at all. This was something he expected.
When he came to Xiuzhen Dafang, the two times he took action, in total, he got more than 800 pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones.
He is not a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage. In fact, someone may have recognized him. He is just an outer deacon disciple of the Xianhe Sect and the ninth level of Qi Refining.
This way.
It's normal for him to be stared at.
Gu Qing walked through the city.
His eyes wandered over the stalls on both sides of the road. From time to time he saw rare items and paused for a moment.
'It is not yet certain whether any of the monks who are eyeing me have foundation-building skills! But even if among the monks who are eyeing me, there are monks in the Foundation Establishment stage, they are at most in the early stages of Foundation Establishment. Most of them are in the first level or second level of Foundation Establishment, and those who are in the higher level of Foundation Establishment. , the possibility of being able to see eight hundred pieces of mid-grade spiritual stones is unlikely.
'The other person is Cui Guan.
'When this person saw me taking out 2,600 middle-grade spiritual stones, I wonder if he would be greedy. Although this person's character is acceptable, he must be on guard against others! That moving talisman and the two small moving talismans should not have been tampered with. After all, the possibility of Cui Guan's talisman cultivation surpassing mine is extremely low, and his soul power is probably not as good as mine. It is difficult to What means to do silently.
'In addition, having 2,600 middle-grade spiritual stones in his possession should also be regarded as Cui Guan's handle in my hand.
'If I publicize this matter widely,
Even if he is a disciple of Tianfu Sect, it will be difficult for him to leave Ye Country alive.
'Plus, he doesn't know much about me now.
'Therefore, it is unlikely that he will have any dissatisfaction with me.
Gu Qing felt calm.
His eyes stopped at the stall nearby.
The stall owner here had nothing he wanted to buy. What caught his attention was the bald man behind the stall who had exaggerated shoulders and was about the same height as an ordinary person. This man had two gray eyebrows hanging on his shoulders and a pair of eyes. His eyes were actually a pale gold color, and there was a string of skull beads in his hand. .
The stall owner's eyes, which were originally only open, suddenly opened.
"Huh? It turns out to be fellow Taoist Lin, a humble monk, now you are polite."
Immediately.
He stared at Gu Qing with a somewhat strange look in his eyes: "I haven't seen you for many days. It seems that Fellow Daoist Lin has not been burned by the cold air of the Cold Marrow Pill. In addition, he seems to have solved the problem of the mark of the evil god from outside the territory. I am very happy to congratulate you."
This bald cultivator had surprisingly sold Gu Qing three second-level middle-grade cold marrow pills. This cultivator had also reminded Gu Qing that he had the mark planted by the evil god from outside the territory.
This person recognized him through some means.
Gu Qing's heart was awe-inspiring, and he nodded with a smile on his face.
Ku Zhi took his eyes away from Gu Qing.
Just looked back.
His brows wrinkled slightly.
'Why did the poor monk immediately feel after seeing this person that the current situation in Ye Country was in danger? It's a coincidence, and what's the secret behind it? Kuzhi quickly packed up the stall.
"Master Kuzhi! What are you doing?"
The monk's shout came from the side.
Ku Zhi didn't even look at the monk who spoke. He glanced at Gu Qing indifferently. He chanted the Buddha's name in his mouth, with a look of sorrow on his face. He strode towards the distance and quickly disappeared among the crowd.
Gu Qing saw that running away seemed to be the bitter idea of leaving.
His eyes looked a bit strange.
The monk who shouted Kuzhi before was also a stall owner. Gu Qing turned around and saw that the stall was surrounded by many monks and was filled with various old magic weapons.
Each of these old magic weapons has a dim aura, and they were dug out from nowhere. After the monks bought them back, they didn't know how long it would take to warm them up before they could be sacrificed to defend against the enemy.
Gu Qing also came to this stall.
The stall owner looked at Ku Zhi who was leaving and asked vaguely, "What does this guest need?"
'Which cemetery or forbidden ancient battlefield should the magic weapon flow out from? I wonder if there is a spiritual weapon flying sword? Gu Qing knelt down and took a few glances at the stalls here.
Gu Qing looked up at the stall owner.
This is a young monk with a mustache, a pair of peach blossom eyes, and handsome appearance. He is a little thinner and wears a dark red robe. His cultivation level should be at the eleventh level of Qi Refining. Although he deliberately hides his cultivation level in the Qi Refining Level. He was angry at ten levels, but he still couldn't hide it from Gu Qing.
Gu Qing sent a message and said, "Does this fellow Taoist have a spiritual weapon called Flying Sword that he wants to use? I am Gu Qing, a deacon disciple of the Xianhe Sect. I am here to purchase a set of spiritual weapons for my uncle."
The mustached monk in dark red robes changed his expression when he heard this. He turned his head calmly and looked at Gu Qing for a few times.
Gu Qing's expression showed no signs of change.
After observing for a few breaths, the mustachioed monk sent a message back: "Rogue cultivator, Li Hu, there is indeed a flying sword, a spiritual weapon. It's just that the spirit of Li's flying sword is on the verge of dissipating, and the spirit of the weapon has fallen into a deep sleep. Even if it is taken, Even if you hold it in your hand, you won’t be able to exert the power of the spiritual weapon.”
Gu Qing sent a message: "Fellow Taoist Li Hu, you are really based on integrity. You really put the female businessmen in the market to shame! I wonder if it is convenient for me to take Gu to have a look at the flying sword?"
A trace of surprise flashed across Li Hu's eyes.
He nodded in agreement: "Yes! But I have to wait until Li closes the stall today before taking fellow Taoist Gu to see the flying sword.
"
Li Hu had already smashed those flying swords, which were basically scraps, into his hands. He had no hope of selling them, so he had no enthusiasm for Gu Qing.
Gu Qing didn't care either.
He nodded to Li Hu and started wandering around.
There are more than one stalls and shops selling spiritual weapons and flying swords nearby, but even the low-grade spiritual weapons flying swords still cost more than 300 yuan for medium-grade spiritual stones. If you want to get five swords, you will need 1,500 yuan. The price of the above-mentioned mid-grade spiritual stones is no longer what Gu Qing can afford at present.
Less than half an hour later.
In a restaurant next to Li Hu's stall, by the window on the second floor, Gu Qing ordered a pot of spirit wine and sat upright. He listened to the noisy conversations around him, trying to capture useful information.
There are still 12 days left until the seventh day of next month.
Gu Qing had decided to leave before that.
Since he has assumed that Li Hengyang has evil intentions towards him, he must not follow Li Hengyang's arrangements, so he will leave before the seventh day of next month. Before leaving, he has to do one thing.
Try to kill Sun Sheng in the foundation building stage.
He relies on three things.
A powerful physique after receiving the inheritance from the ancient demon.
The powerful talisman obtained from Chang Xing.
And the final trump card, magical power, Guixu Yizhi.
Gu Qing felt a bit pressured.
How difficult is it to kill a foundation-building cultivator?
At first, he was able to use the Desire Soul Banner to kill the cultivator of Hehuan Dao who was suspected of building a foundation, and his proficiency was a trick. Later, when he faced the cultivator who looked like a middle-aged scribe, he was able to repel him, but he was also seriously injured.
'Unfortunately, the Divine Will of Snow is still difficult to use.
Gu Qing understood.
With his mere ninth-level spiritual cultivation, using conventional means, even if Sun Sheng stood there and let him fight, he might not be able to break through the defense.
'According to the information obtained from Chi Xuan, a disciple of the Yunluan Sect, Sun Sheng, an old dog, should still be at the first level of foundation building. He relies on three main methods: a secret method and a spiritual weapon.
'And a good level of cultivation.
'If I want to kill this beast, I can only do it quickly.
'According to the information, Sun Sheng was either fishing in the White Dragon Pond in the back mountain of the Xianhe Sect, or he was practicing in the underground spiritual veins of the Sun family in Shangchu City.
Gu Qing's eyes were dark.
Killing intent arose in his heart.
Even if Sun Sheng fails to commit suicide this time, if he succeeds in his cultivation in the future, he will return to Ye Country and destroy this beast in both form and form.
If he hadn't been this person, he would have been an inner disciple of the Xianhe Sect. He relied on the magic of the stone tablet space every day to practice steadily. How could there be so many messy things? Thinking back on it, he got a headache.
Gu Qing's idea is very simple.
He just wants to practice peacefully and build the foundation of Taoism.
In addition to this small life, and improving the cultivation level.
Other things are beyond his scope of consideration.
The commotion downstairs brought Gu Qing's thoughts back.
He held the wine bottle and stood in front of the window, looking down.
Li Hu frowned.
At this moment, he has closed the stall.
Not far away, two groups of monks were already fighting.
One group of monks were dressed in weird costumes. There were densely packed poisonous insects in their robes. These poisonous insects were large and small, and all had strange shapes. Countless poisonous insects were flying around in the sky.
Poisonous insects are like clouds, buzzing everywhere.
The monks on the left and right gave way, and many female monks who were not experienced in the world passed by from a distance, and their faces turned pale with fright.
The other group of monks, led by an old man with gray hair and black spots on his face, connected the auras of the monks through some unknown method and formed a shadow more than ten feet high.
boom!
Above this shadow that was more than ten feet high, black air billowed, and along with the gray hair,
The old man with black spots on his face stepped on the ground suddenly, and the shadow also stepped on it, cracking the surrounding earth and rocks with a roar.
Cracks spread like spider webs on the ground in the city. A large number of poisonous insects exploded to death, and continuous black poisonous gas spread out.
call!
The restaurant where Gu Qing was staying was also affected.
The spreading black poisonous smoke poured into the second floor through the window in front of Gu Qing, engulfing his figure.
Zizzi!
The rocks that were burned by the high temperature, the poisonous haze, the floor and the walls were dissolved almost at the same time. Shouts of horror or disdainful snorts sounded from every corner of the second floor.
Gu Qing stood in the black poisonous smoke, his body was reflected by the faint golden light, and he did not receive any damage.
He looked cold and narrowed his eyes.
