Chen Xuan didn't expect that the boss would take action directly.
But when I think about it, this place is a ghost market of Yin and Yang!
In a place like this, if there are no strong regulations, there will definitely be chaos.
Standing up and cupping his hands towards his boss, Chen Xuan received the Taixuan Brush and Purple Sea Seven Star Ganoderma into the storage ring.
Then he continued to move forward.
It's strange to say.
It was obviously the boss who slapped Lin Qingluan, but Lin Qingluan looked at Chen Xuan with extremely hateful eyes.
It was as if he wanted to eat Chen Xuan alive.
Chen Xuan also wanted to talk to these two people and continue to move forward.
Because the surrounding fog is really too big.
As soon as Chen Xuan was delayed, he separated from his senior brothers and others, leaving only Brother Long beside him.
"Brother Long, do you still feel like a good baby?" Chen Xuan lowered his head and asked.
"No more..." Little Brother Long looked around with great curiosity. Hearing Chen Xuan ask this, he just shook his head.
The Yin and Yang Ghost Market was very big. Although the fog was thick, Chen Xuan still heard shouting coming from the front.
When we arrived at a stall, there were already many people in front of us.
Chen Xuan stepped forward.
turn out to be.
On top of this stall, there is a coffin.
It's just that the coffin is so big that it looks like it's only half the length of a person. It looks like it's a child's coffin.
Moreover, the styles of coffins also vary.
Chen Xuan glanced at it and saw bronze, jade, fine nanmu... all kinds of different.
More than a dozen coffins were placed one after another, looking indescribably weird.
"Everyone, these coffins are all coffins handed down from the time when Xuantian Temple destroyed the mourning sect!"
"The Sangmen Sect is well known for using coffins to store gold and silver treasures, so one coffin costs eight hundred thousand spiritual stones!"
Chen Xuan had also heard the legend of the Sangmen Sect in Tongtian City in the early years.
Since the Black Demon Sect disappeared from the world, the Sangmen Sect has become the leader of the Twelve Demonic Alliances.
With millions of disciples, he is known as the number one demon sect in the world.
However, just a hundred years ago, Xuantian Temple gathered many decent sects and wiped out the Sangmen Dao in one fell swoop.
Since then, the current righteous pattern of the Northern Territory has been established.
But Chen Xuan didn't expect that a hundred years later, there would still be a coffin from the Sangmen Sect.
After all, it was like opening a blind box, and all the monks who were watching became excited.
Some people are gearing up and eager to try.
Painting Heaven Brush Saint said directly, "It's all fake."
Chen Xuan was stunned.
Painting Heaven Brush Saint said, "The Sangmen Sect rose up too late. I don't know what they are doing, but there is indeed nothing good in these small coffins."
Chen Xuan nodded when he heard what Painting Heaven Brush Saint said.
After all, talisman masters are closer to the spiritual power of heaven and earth. As a leader of talisman masters, Hua Tianbi Sheng is even more sensitive to spiritual power.
So Chen Xuan lost any interest and turned around to leave.
But just as he was about to leave, Chen Xuan saw a familiar voice coming, "Let me give it a try!"
Turning his head, Chen Xuan saw little fat Yang Sansan walking over with a storage ring.
After giving the boss 800,000 snacks, the little fat man directly chose an emerald coffin, and then said with stars in his eyes, "I want this."
The little fat man's spiritual energy surged, and light shone on his palms.
It was photographed directly on the coffin.
With a bang, the emerald coffin exploded, and a cloud of smoke filled the inside.
The coffin was empty.
The little fat man's originally excited face suddenly collapsed.
The boss shook his head and said regretfully, "Oh, this man is really unlucky. He opened an empty ticket."
The little fat man stomped his feet angrily.
Chen Xuan walked over and said via voice transmission, "Let's go, this is all false."
The little fat man recognized that it was Chen Xuan's voice, and then said through the message, "Sixth Brother, I know they are fake, but I just felt it, there is the smell of ambergris and cinnabar in this coffin!"
"What is ambergris cinnabar?" Painting Heaven Brush Saint's voice was full of doubts.
Chen Xuan said silently, "It is the talisman material refined by Li Taixu back then. It is more precious than Taixu's pen."
Hua Tian Bi Sheng was stunned for a moment and said nothing.
His era is too long ago.
At that time, there was no such thing as ambergris and cinnabar. He had never heard of it, so it was considered normal.
"Just calm down and let me sense it."
Painting Heaven Brush Saint said.
After half a quarter of an hour, the Heaven Painting Master said, "There is a special aura on the far left. It should be this coffin."
Chen Xuan nodded and moved closer to the little fat man, "The first coffin on the left."
Little fat Yang Sanshi didn't hesitate at all, nodded directly, and walked to the first coffin.
He took out another 800,000 spiritual stones, "I want this coffin!"
The boss nodded.
After paying the money, the little fat man looked back at Chen Xuan.
Then the chubby hand fell heavily.
The coffin exploded instantly!
Chen Xuan's eyes were stunned when he saw a roar in front of him.
This coffin was broken, and there were actually some bottles and jars inside, all of which were filled with elixirs.
Chen Xuan glanced over and saw many valuable pills.
However, there is no ambergris cinnabar in these bottles and jars!
"Why not?" Chen Xuan was a little puzzled and walked over directly.
Although these bottles and jars are valuable and can even be sold for hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones, they are completely worthless compared to ambergris cinnabar.
"It's at the bottom of the coffin." Painting Heaven Brush Saint said.
Chen Xuan looked at the bottom of the coffin.
Sure enough, the bottom of the coffin was golden in color, and there seemed to be liquid flowing inside.
Chen Xuan stepped forward and kicked him away.
The coffin shattered and a gourd the size of a thumb fell out.
The gourd fell out, and a burst of spiritual power came over it!
"Ambergris cinnabar! This is ambergris cinnabar!" The little fat man became excited at the side.
The faces of the bosses turned gloomy.
They secretly placed this ambergris cinnabar in the coffin.
The original plan was that no one would buy their coffin, so they asked someone to smash the coffin.
They were even prepared.
Hide the ambergris and cinnabar at the bottom of the coffin. Even if someone breaks the coffin, they will not find the ambergris and cinnabar.
But they didn't expect that Chen Xuan would appear halfway, disrupting their plans.
Looking at each other, gloominess appeared in the eyes of these bosses.
"Sixth Brother! We are rich! This gourd of ambergris and cinnabar is worth tens of millions of spiritual stones!"
Chen Xuan had already discovered the murderous intentions of these bosses under the reminder of Painting the Sky Brush Saint, and he nodded calmly, "Yes... we have made a fortune."
