Currently, she wants to try the ghost town that people in Xiaohan Town talk about.
Firstly, the yin energy in the ghost town is strong, and she cultivates the pure Yin bone, which has some benefits. Secondly, even the monks from Zangyunjian will go in and take a stab at it. The chance is definitely not small. Maybe she can find clues to repair the physical body.
By midnight, the heavy rain turned into light rain.
Zhan Changfeng opened the door, and the coachman was already waiting outside with an umbrella.
Yang Cian, who was nesting in the kitchen, was awakened by the sound of the wooden door opening. He stuck his head out and saw that the two of them seemed to be going out. He didn't ask anything and shrank back knowingly.
Zhan Changfeng stopped him, "It's not difficult to enter Xiaohan Town. In the way of Dharma, you can practice qi the day after tomorrow. In the way of martial arts, you can see it by knowing your heart the day after tomorrow and feeling the power of heaven and earth. If you can't practice qi, go to practice martial arts." Well, it’s all Tao anyway.”
Yang Cian was stunned for a while, then thought about what she said, and quickly bowed to the retreating figure, "Thank you, little Taoist Priest."
"Boy, my young master can become a Taoist in both law and martial arts. Let's weigh it carefully."
The driver laughed and then thought of something, "Your Highness, speaking of martial arts, there have been several groups of martial arts people in the town these days, all led by innate masters and accompanied by their own juniors."
"It seems that Xiaohanzhen is not a secret in the circle of Xiantian Grandmaster. As for the junior, it is probably for the road to heaven."
It is said that the day when the Tongtian Road was opened was when the six major monasteries in Zangyunjian recruited children, all of whom were children under the age of thirteen.
It's just that mortals need arrows to take the road to heaven. Except for a few people who can be taken directly in by the messenger from Zangyun Stream, others can't even see where the road is.
However, the truth of the matter is often not as simple as it seems. When something has benefits, there is a market.
What they are going to tonight is the black market.
Having lived in Xiaohan Town for a long time, everyone knows its existence. Usually it buys and sells items of unknown origin, but during this special time, its main focus is different.
Now it sells Lingjian and Yinzhu.
Ling Jian previously explained that Yin beads, as the name suggests, are beads extracted from Yin souls.
No living person can enter the ghost town, for fear that they will be devoured by thousands of ghosts before they get close, and the yin beads taken from the ghost body can block the breath of living people.
Zhan Changfeng doesn't need these two things. She has arrows and a lot of Yin Qi. She went to sell Yin beads.
She happened to have excess Yin energy, so it wasn't a problem for her to condense a few Yin beads.
Entering Xiaohan Town, after many twists and turns, we turned into a dilapidated alley that no one visited during the day. Two acquired monks were guarding in front of a small door with peeling paint, and various people were queuing up to pay.
In this black market, whether you go in to buy or sell, you have to pay an entrance fee.
Two spirit beads per person or something of equal value.
When they arrived at Zhan Changfeng and the others, the driver took out a century-old wild ginseng dug from the mountain, which was enough.
Inside was a shabby courtyard. People kept entering the house, but no one came out.
Zhan Changfeng choked on the turbid air as soon as he entered.
"Everyone go underground, everyone go underground. When you enter here, trade is fair and harmonious. When you leave here, whether you live or die is none of our business!"
The boy who led the way shouted like a duck, asking the newcomers to be frightened, "Why haven't you entered yet? You are already thinking about our funeral."
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a serious place.
Entering the underground passage, I heard someone shout again: "Sellers, find a stone room by yourself, hang a sign on the door, and write down the items you want to sell. If you want to trade through another door, you should go inside and discuss it in detail. It's up to you!"
"Those who buy things should look at the brands themselves. Those who are illiterate should leave without giving them away!"
"Hey, it's interesting." The coachman said, "Sir, let's find a stone room or take a look around."
"Wander around."
The underground passages are criss-crossed, and the walls are full of small doors. Some doors are empty, and some have signs.
If you want to go to a ghost town, you must get the Yin Pearl. The term "yin and yang are separated" is not unreasonable. Unless you have opened your heavenly eyes, have a special constitution, have a profound Taoist practice, or have special skills, even a Taoist cultivator may not be able to see ghosts.
The root cause is the difference in strength specifications.
Ordinary cultivators in the Yang world cultivate the most basic Hunyuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, which can be said to have no attributes, or it can be said to be a mixture of all attributes, which is the weakest, while ghosts and ghosts have rotted away their bodies and shed their five elements, only What's left is the "life soul", the level of the soul, it goes without saying how high it is.
Moreover, ghosts cultivate Yin Qi, which is also a special category among the vitality of heaven and earth.
Yin and Yang are like the inside of a mirror and the outside of a mirror. They are blurry when looking at each other, because the laws are different. If there is no corresponding explanation in your "Tao", you will not be able to understand it or see it.
Nowadays, there are many monks who need Yin Beads, but there are few monks who can open the Sky Eye to catch ghosts, so Yin Beads are naturally scarce.
Zhan Changfeng's pure yin power comes from the source of the life soul, and it is of a higher level in yin energy. The yin beads condensed with this power seem to be too perfect. It's good to be able to take out one, but there are too many. I'm afraid it will make people suspicious.
Passing by dozens of doors, only a dozen had the Yin Pearl sign on them, and only one had the Order Arrow sign on them.
The door was heavily surrounded, blocking her way.
The man at the door shouted: "You all know the value of the command arrow. Unfortunately, I only have one piece and can't share it with you. You can bid for it yourself. The one with the highest price will get it."
As soon as he finished speaking, a gray-haired old man said: "I will give you one hundred spirit beads!"
This person is undoubtedly an innate master, and those who are not as powerful as him have to weigh it carefully. Don't pay a big price to buy the command arrow, only to be intercepted and killed by him.
Another middle-aged man said cheerfully: "Senior Sun is so courageous, I can't be vulgar, one hundred and ten!"
"It turns out it's Master Gao." Sun Xingyi didn't pretend to be an elder, and had a gentle and gentle temperament like the grandfather next door. "I didn't know that Master Gao had a junior of the right age."
Gao Song was also humble and polite, "I can't compare to my predecessor Sun's descendants in terms of blessings. If my descendants don't live up to expectations, I have no choice but to take the command arrow and go to Zangyun Stream."
A wisp of his aura leaked out, and it turned out to be the peak of his innate power. A little better than Sun Xingyi, this senior's shout was a bit ironic.
Sun Xingyi smiled and said, "As expected of the Yanbei Flying Sword, it's a pity that I can't give in, one hundred and fifty!"
The driver explained to Zhan Changfeng: "The old man's name is Sun Xingyi. He was a famous iron pen judge in the martial arts world of the previous generation. He fought against the barbarians in southern Xinjiang and killed thousands of enemy troops. He was also called a righteous knight. Unexpectedly, he has been living in seclusion for many years. , actually appeared here."
The coachman was a soldier. When he talked about this national hero, his tone was slightly excited. He calmed down for a moment before continuing, "The middle-aged man named Gao Song is currently the leader of the northern martial arts world. He is one of the southern Xiaobei Gao. He is superb in martial arts and is obsessed with martial arts. Learning, I am afraid no one in the world can surpass him."
At this time, the two of them had advanced from a price competition to a confrontation with force. Their innate power collided, causing others to take a few steps back and avoid its sharp edges.
Gao Song didn't want to let it go, and he couldn't let it go. He was shackled and could only go to Zangyun Stream to find an opportunity for a breakthrough. If he missed this time, he didn't know how long he would have to wait.
"Two hundred spirit beads!"
