After seeing Huercha off and returning to the hall, Zhang Wenfeng asked thoughtfully: "Old You, if we want to exchange for rare items from the ghost cultivators in the underworld, we have to come up with corresponding rare treasures that can be cultivated to the fifth or sixth level. Ghost cultivators have very vicious visions, and there is no way they would let us take advantage of them by using ordinary items from the human world."
After so many years of getting along, they no longer avoid talking to Xiaoying Liande.
Using You Lao's methods, he put precautions on Liande so that the ignorant little guy would not notice anything unusual.
You Mengchang glanced at Liande, who was busy cleaning the tea sets and boiling water for tea, and said casually: "Sell Liande and his twig to a knowledgeable ghost cultivator, and you can get a few good things in exchange for it." The spirit grass of the underworld."
Liande almost knocked over the tea cup and hurriedly defended: "Master You, I'm clumsy and worthless, don't sell me."
You Mengchang chuckled and said, "It's worthless to pay for it. It's an eyesore. It's better to sell it."
Liande quickly glanced at the expressions of the two masters, knowing that Master You was making fun of him again. It was about his family and his life. He said weakly: "Otherwise I won't go and stay in the cave to guard the family."
In the past few years, he had been holding his little wooden basin, and he would not let go even when he was working. In the past few years, he had placed the wooden basin in his room, protected by a wooden bar. When he finished his work every day, There are many trips to see.
"You Lao is teasing you, but you still take it seriously."
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile, when an old man and a young child are together, one likes to make fun and enjoys it endlessly, while the other is a little dim-witted and easily takes jokes seriously.
You Mengchang let go of the frightened little guy and said: "We have a few treasures on hand, such as solid wood black liquid, black wood crystals, and petrified wood poison. After many years of condensation, they are all needed by ghost cultivators in the underworld. Medicinal materials are in short supply, and even the jade skeleton that was damaged by lightning from the city defense array in Fuyu City can be sold at a good price.
Daoyou Zhang, don't worry. I have a lot of money. If you like any treasure, feel free to buy it. If the other party doesn't need treasures like Ningmu Xuanye, I will find a way to fulfill their request. "
They were blocked in Fuyu City by two old monsters and attacked, so they ended up on the battlefield outside the territory. You Mengchang felt a little guilty, thinking that Taoist Zhang had been dragged down by him.
In order to seek revenge, he killed countless people, which greatly weakened Taoist Zhang's merits.
He just took this opportunity to repay the favor for himself, and his brother was still settling the score.
Zhang Wenfeng said happily: "Then let Mr. You spend the money. Then I will see what treasures are good and buy them with all my heart." He then added jokingly: "You are not allowed to sell Liande. I just need a water bottle to make tea." Industrious boy, keep it for yourself."
Liande quickly put down the tea cup and bowed his hands to express his gratitude.
It's better that the master misses him.
More than a month is a short time for a high-level monk. You Mengchang took a nap and woke up. There were only two days left before the ghost market opened. He sorted the items he would use into categories and accompanied him. Taoist Zhang walked up and down the valley city, admiring the exotic scenery, and bought a few cold-blooded materials from the shops in the city. It was easy to pass the time.
On that day, Huercha took three people to the mountain behind Gucheng, climbed the steps, and came to the mountainside filled with black mist.
After showing the ghost market voucher to the Yin soldier guarding the door, after checking it, the group of four stepped into the mist one after another. When they reappeared, they had arrived at a dimly lit hall, with many shadowy ghost cultivators inside.
Everything can be a ghost.
Ghost cultivators who have cultivated to high levels have many changes, making it difficult for outsiders to see their background, and some deliberately retain their racial characteristics.
Two real human beings suddenly appeared in the ghost market. The key is that they are still alive. They suddenly attracted countless attention in the ghost market. When they saw that the leader of the fifth-level human was wearing a black ghost badge on his waist, he came from the territory of each palace. Although ghost cultivators have doubts, most ghost cultivators no longer dare to comment, lest they accidentally get into trouble.
With the identity of a living person and wearing a black ghost card, he can enter the ghost market in a grand manner.
Without some background forces to back it up, everyone would have been shouting for a fight.
There is a passage between the main hall and the east and west side halls, with three
There was a lot of noise in the hall, and some stalls had already taken out their items and rushed to attract business.
The opening of the ghost market is not like the endless activities of humans. There are no lights, no other ceremonies, and it starts directly.
With You Lao and Hu Ercha helping him, Zhang Wenfeng didn't worry about buying fakes.
Starting from the east side of the main hall, a group of four people walked along the edge to watch the treasures on display in the ghost market. They discussed the quality of the items through sound transmission. Even if they saw rare treasures, they should have the prudent attitude to compare with others and not be impatient. Buy it later.
In the words of You Mengchang, "I am lucky to gain it, but I am destined to lose it!"
There are indeed a lot of good things in the ghost market, mostly various medicinal materials, followed by jade treasures. On behalf of Taoist Zhang, You Mengzhang made several attempts and exchanged his purified Ningmu Xuan liquid for many treasures, such as the rare ghost mushroom. Items such as yin grass and phantom heart ghost ginseng.
After walking around, I gained a lot.
A young man's greeting came from behind: "Little brother, how about you transfer this ancient tree sprite you conquered to me? If you need any treasure, just ask."
He used the title of "Old Man".
Liande did not dare to bring his wooden basin out today. He followed the master closely in the tall and empty hall.
He was really afraid of what he was getting. Hearing that there really was a ghost cultivator who wanted to change him back, Liande became nervous all of a sudden. His dark green skin was a little white. Although he liked and could adapt to the cold and ghostly environment, he didn't want to wait for a long time. In a dark place.
Zhang Wenfeng turned around and saw that the young man who had arrived had a solid figure and a clear face. He was wearing a scholar's green gown and there was no hint of ghostliness about him.
He knew that he had met a ghost cultivator, at least a sixth-level ghost cultivator, and possibly even a seventh-level ghost cultivator.
The Nether Realm does not distinguish between upper and lower realms. The probability of encountering fifth-level and sixth-level ghost cultivators while walking around is much higher than in the Eastern Continent.
"Senior, please forgive me, I will keep the ancient tree spirit for my own use and will not sell it."
Facing the man in green shirt, Zhang Wenfeng's heart was throbbing with uneasiness, but he still insisted on refusing to compromise. The pressure on his body was so great that it was difficult for him to even move.
Old Man You is really a crow's mouth. He is not very good at good things, but very good at bad things.
"Are you worried about the price? Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be satisfied with my offer. If you're not satisfied, you don't have to sell it."
The man in green shirt smiled very easily and made a joke at the end. He glanced at the little elf with a pale face. Except for being ugly, everything about the little guy met his requirements for medicine.
The ghost cultivators around him laughed in agreement, indicating that the man in blue had an unusual identity.
Zhang Wenfeng slowly shook his head: "The ancient tree sprite below is not for sale, please forgive me!"
He didn't believe that in the one-third-acre land of Jiuming, he would be bought and sold by this old ghost?
