At dawn, there was a flower in front of my eyes, as if I had passed through a curtain of water, but there was no feeling of obstruction. My eyes suddenly opened up and the air became clear.
Knowing that he was curious, Lin Qing'er explained: "This is a boundary-breaking talisman that can break various barriers. The barrier is a type of magic circle that contains the magic power of the caster and must be continuously injected. If the barrier is very powerful , ordinary boundary-breaking talismans may not be able to break it. The more powerful the boundary-breaking talisman is, the more powerful the boundary-breaking talisman is. Legend has it that the highest-level boundary-breaking talisman can even open a new world."
It was only at dawn that I found out why Xiao Niangpi's magic power was weak. Before I could ask in detail, I could already see clearly inside the ghost market.
It turns out that when I was outside just now, I could only see the arc-shaped barrier shape. If it weren't for the fireworks caused by the meteor shower, I couldn't tell that there was a town here at all.
The hundreds of thousands of people who wanted to gather here either received guidance from the caravan or were attracted by this strange phenomenon, but unfortunately they were isolated.
This barrier covers the outermost hut area of the ghost market. At least the ghost club still has a conscience, collected the money, and got things done.
It was only at dawn that I realized that the little girl had not lied to me, but I saw that under the sky fire, the ghost market was densely packed with people. The grass hut area, thatched hut area, and tiled house area were all within sight. There were black heads everywhere, even the tiled houses. There are people on the roof, and as you can imagine, it’s even more crowded indoors.
The only place that is a bit spacious is the Ghost Market Street. The street is also full of people, but the density is smaller, so you can at least walk around.
At this time, Lin Qing'er and Li Xiao had only been away for five or six days, and the ghost market had already turned into this. The area that originally accommodated more than 100,000 people was filled with nearly a million people.
Xiaoxiao was relieved that the immortal cultivators had at least made a difference and saved a considerable amount of fire for the human race in the apocalypse.
The highest point of the barrier is no more than a hundred feet, and the millions of people below are all staring at the endless meteor shower above their heads, for fear that if the protective shield is broken, there will really be no eggs in the nest.
Therefore, when Lin Qing'er and Li Xiao entered the barrier, they were discovered by the people below. Someone immediately shouted: "The immortal is coming! We are saved!"
"Immortal, great virtue! Immortal, great virtue..." There was an immediate response, and some even cried bitterly, as if they were seeing their parents again.
Ordinary people have always worshiped immortals when they saw them. If the ghost market hadn't been so crowded that there was no place to stand, they would have fallen to their knees.
Even so, there were still many people kneeling down on the streets of the ghost market. They were all wealthy people and had to pay a lot of money to enter the safest core area.
In the morning, I accidentally became an immortal, but I couldn't laugh at others. If I changed my position, my performance might not be better than that of the people below.
For the first time, he looked at the establishment of the ghost market from a higher perspective. The main criterion for dividing mortal classes was money. There was nothing wrong with letting rich people enter the streets of the ghost market.
There must be an access regulation. Without rules, there is no rule. It is said that good people should be protected the most, but who can you determine who is a good person? Character and conscience are invisible and can only be measured by money.
Immortals don't show their magic in front of mortals. At this moment, Lin Qing'er didn't want to attract attention. She didn't know what magic she used, and disappeared into the sky with a whoosh of dawn, and she had already reached the ground.
Dawn fell in my own wing in Lan Kwai Fong, and I was still standing. A young maid in green came up to me and said, "Welcome to you, Mr. Master."
Lin Qing'er waved her hand: "Xiao Qing, there is no Lan Kwai Fong in the world. You can fetch a bucket of hot water for fellow Taoist fellow Taoist monks, bathe and change clothes."
The catastrophe has come, and the mission of the ghost market is about to end. Naturally, there is no need for Lan Kwai Fong to exist.
"Okay, Palace Master, I'll do it right away." Xiao Qing immediately changed her title and went out happily. It was obvious that she had been on duty at Kuqinglou for a long time.
Broken fellow Taoist? Why does it sound so awkward? At dawn, I was stunned and realized that it was me I was talking about. I also remembered that I had never mentioned my last name to anyone, so I laughed sarcastically: "Sister... the owner of the shop... my surname is Ming."
He didn't know what to call Xiao Niangpi either.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Ming, just call me Fellow Daoist Lin from now on." Lin Qing'er said calmly. Somehow, she returned to her own territory, and her attitude towards Li Xiao suddenly became alienated.
"Fellow Daoist Lin?" Li Xiao murmured. The girl's alienation may be a kind of recognition to a certain extent, which means that he has entered the palace on the road of cultivating immortality.
"I still have important matters to discuss later." Lin Qing'er said as she stepped away and disappeared, as if she had resumed her status as the young master of Baihua Sect.
Hey! I... I breathed out a heavy breath at dawn, sat down on the spot, and adjusted my breath. Although I was not tired from riding the little girl's flying sword, my mood was ups and downs, and I needed to take care of myself.
The firelight outside the window shone brightly, and the meteor shower continued for a moment, but there was no sound of explosions, and there was no feeling of vibration on the ground, which showed that the barrier was stable.
I spent hundreds of days in one go at dawn. After finishing the exercise, I used my clairvoyance to peek at what the girl next door was doing. But I felt that I was asking for trouble, so I allowed the spiritual energy in my body to dissipate naturally, and just waste it.
"Sir, the water is here." Xiaoqing dragged a large bathtub and walked in easily. It was full of hot water and was quite heavy. For a cultivator, it was as light as a weight.
At dawn, I saw flower petals on the water. The outside world was extremely hot, and I didn’t know how many people were dying every moment. I was so luxurious, but I felt no uneasiness in my heart.
A suffering life needs honey even more. Besides, I haven't taken a bath in my life. The end of the world is coming. If I don't taste the various flavors of this world, I may not have a chance.
He was about to take off the tattered robe that had turned into strips of cloth, but he saw Xiaoqing still waiting by the bathtub with no intention of leaving, so he said coquettishly: "I'm not used to being watched taking a bath."
"Really?" Xiaoqing covered her mouth and snickered, "Then I won't serve the young master anymore. The new robe has been placed on the bed."
Seeing Xiaoqing turning around to leave, Li Xiao quickly called her and called her sweetly, "Sister Xiaoqing, can you take a walk in the garden after I finish washing?"
"I'm sorry, little maid. Young master, there are too many people on the street and it's too chaotic. It's best not to go out." Xiao Qing warned, and then Shi Shiran left.
At dawn, I stripped naked and carefully sat in the tub. For the first time in my life, I was surrounded by precious water. It felt so wasteful, and it took a lot of willpower to restrain myself from taking a sip.
After a long while, he sighed again. No wonder the little girl loves taking a bath. It is indeed a great enjoyment in life...
After taking a bath at dawn, I put on a new warrior robe and walked out of the room. I looked up at the sky first, feeling scared that if the meteor shower didn't stop, there would probably be very few people alive in the Central Plains.
Separated by a wall, people are noisy. Although the people hiding in the ghost market are temporarily safe, they are still panicked. After all, such a devastating disaster has never been seen in history. Does the human race still have history to write?
At this moment, the young man who could write history is wandering in the backyard of Lan Kwai Fong, seemingly strolling, but in fact he is exploring the well where he was imprisoned for half a year.
During the conversation between the three leaders of the ghost market that day, he learned that the well was in the backyard of Lan Kwai Fong.
As the source of the rise of the ghost market, it is said that the bottom of the well is an eye of the sea, leading directly to the East China Sea.
However, it was known at dawn that this was a hot spring well. The theory of sea eyes was false, but it seemed that there was something magical about it, otherwise it would not have been valued so much. It was hidden in an underground secret room, and the spring spirit should be warmed here. Half a year by myself.
He sneaked around the backyard and found no entrance to the secret room. The only suspicious thing was the lotus pond where he was now.
The inner and outer celestial eye cannot penetrate into the body of living creatures. It can see through all other objects. It can penetrate three feet into the ground and half into water.
At dawn, I stared at the water for a while. I realized that I couldn't do anything, so I gave up. Just as I was going back to my private room, the fragrant breeze suddenly started to blow up, and there was another person beside me.
