A familiar jar came into Zhao Lei's eyes, and the jar also felt a familiar aura, and it trembled a little.
Then Zhao Lei looked up, and a strange face appeared in front of him. He was an old man with white hair, wearing a linen shirt. He didn't look like a practitioner at all, and there was a crutch beside the stall.
Feeling this familiar jar, Zhao Lei did not act rashly. He just took a focused look, remembered the location, and left with Xiao Yi.
The old man raised his head when he faced the strange movement of the jar, but he didn't see anything special when he looked up.
Most of the people around him had their faces covered, and he didn't notice anything wrong.
Wu Guang scratched his head in confusion, thinking that he just felt wrong, so he didn't pay attention anymore.
Wu Guangcai escaped from Pingyang City some time ago. Faced with the situation at that time, he could only take the jar away hastily, and he almost couldn't escape.
Now that he thinks about it, Wu Guang is still a little frightened. The blood mist that covered the sky and the majestic fighting skills are all still fresh in his memory. Even now, when he thinks back, he still feels a little scared.
Fortunately, everything passed. Wu Guang was seriously injured and managed to escape despite all the hardships.
Wu Guang, who escaped with his life, found acquaintances and was able to rent a stall in this market.
After all, the Wanhun Sect spent a lot of money to build this city, and also sent people to station here. These losses were all resources, and they naturally couldn't do good things.
Every stall here has to charge rent. Wu Guang's stall requires two spiritual stones every day. The better the location, the more expensive the rent.
Wu Guang escaped before and didn't care to bring too many things with him, and the few spiritual stone pills he had on him were almost spent.
Every day at the rental stall, Wu Guang feels distressed by the spiritual stone. He is now very panicked, because if he still can't sell anything and can't pay the spiritual stone, he will be kicked out.
Now Wu Guang only has this jar left, and what he wants to sell is this jar. It is difficult to move forward in the world of immortality without spiritual stone pills. In addition, his serious injury has not healed, which makes him very insecure.
So out of desperation, Wu Guang was going to sell the fierce ghosts he was going to refine in this jar. He wanted to use this to get some spiritual stones, and then buy elixirs to recover from his injuries.
In fact, Wu Guang didn't want to do this. Back then, he sealed this evil ghost in a jar, burned incense and cast spells every day, just to save it.
But because of the previous catastrophe, Wu Guang was about to succeed, but everything was forcibly interrupted.
Wu Guang had no choice but to sell it.
Speaking of which, this fierce ghost is also a pitiful person. He is not like this originally. Instead, he is a kind-hearted family immortal.
But due to an accident later, he became what he is now.
Jiaxian was originally a Confucian man who studied. After his death, he stayed at home and became a Jiaxian.
His family was also a philanthropic family. They were always willing to give charity. Once, his family rescued several passers-by who were about to starve to death. However, after they had eaten and drank enough, they killed the family.
All six members of the family were slaughtered, even the infant baby was not spared, and the female family members were even humiliated to death.
The family immortal who saw all this with his own eyes wanted to save his family, but the passers-by he rescued were not ordinary people, but green forest bandits who blocked the road and robbed them.
This time, because they lost their hands and encountered a hard point, they were killed and scattered. They fled here. Because there was no human habitation, they fell to the ground with hunger.
But he didn't want to be rescued by the Jiaxian family. These bandits took many lives, and the bloody aura entangled countless innocent souls.
With this soaring blood energy, the family immortal could not get close at all, and could only watch his family members die miserably.
When he saw his beloved grandson being disemboweled and playing with him on the tip of a knife.
The family immortal turned black, his resentment reached a limit, and then he became a fierce ghost.
After the family fairy turned into a fierce ghost, he slaughtered all the robbers and avenged his family.
But people cannot be resurrected, and the once happy family is left with only corpses on the ground.
The fairy who became a fierce ghost also lost consciousness. He only knew how to eat human essence and blood and take human lives, unscrupulously releasing his resentment and unwillingness.
In the end, he was surrendered by Wu Guang, and after he found out the whole story through his soul search, he got ready to save the evil ghost.
From this point of view, Wu Guang can be regarded as a good person. He did not directly sacrifice this evil ghost as a means to fight the enemy like other cultivators.
And he is ready to save the evil ghost so that he will no longer suffer from the loneliness in this life after life.
The fierce ghosts formed by the intense resentment generated by this kind of hatred to the extreme are relatively powerful among ghosts, and they should be able to sell for a good price.
But Wu Guang has been here for three days. There are many people asking about the price, but few people buying. After they heard the price, they left without looking back.
Wu Guang stays here for two more days. If he still can't sell it, he will run out of spiritual stones.
There are no such rules outside as in the market. If others knew that Wu Guang had such a powerful ghost and was seriously injured, I am afraid that the person who bought the powerful ghost from him would not be the spirit stone, but the knife on his neck.
But what Wu Guang didn't know was that one of his potential users had already left this place.
At this time, Zhao Lei and Xiao Yi had already left this market after shopping. After coming out, he looked back at the mountainous area with numerous trees, feeling a sense of loss.
Zhao Lei followed Xiao Yi and hurried back to the sect.
As they stood on the flying sword and flew over the sect, Zhao Lei looked at the world below and suddenly became filled with pride.
From here on, Zhao Lei decided to carve out his own reputation. He believed that in the near future, he would get rid of the pseudonym Mu Xin and roam the world with his real name.
Zhao Lei placed his right hand on the Huntian Sword, feeling the weak connection.
Everything must be created by oneself. The future is coming!
With the return of Zhao Lei and Xiao Yi, the calm lake began to ripple.
"Are you going to participate in this outing?"
"What?"
"You don't know. I thought you were out of seclusion today because of this incident. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so eager to take you to buy the Sword of Life. It turns out you didn't know about it.
Then let me tell you that on the 15th of next month, the sect will hold its triennial sect competition, where the disciples will compete in a battle.
The outer disciples, inner disciples, and core disciples are divided into three levels. The top three outer disciples can challenge the inner disciples. If they win, the inner disciples will be removed and the outer disciples will take their place.
Reaching the level of cultivation is only a threshold for outer disciples to become inner disciples, and inner disciples have a certain amount.
Only the strong can go up, and the weak only deserve to go down. This is the rule of Lingyu Sect, and the same goes for the core disciples. "
