Shen Yan was also observing Cheng Tongaxe, and he could clearly see the bearded expression.
Judging from the situation, it seems that he was forced into this illusion.
It also proved some of Shen Yan's guesses that he seemed to be able to pull real people here through these "portraits" on ships on the sea.
What was pulled in was not an entity, but more like a soul.
It's really magical.
Cheng Tongaxe seemed very uncomfortable and nervous, because the surroundings were too calm, even if it was like the last time, he was hit by the wind and waves and couldn't care about any feelings.
In those ancient poems, what should we do if we encounter such an incredible existence?
By the way, just wait for the coming of bad luck and the judgment of fate. Any struggling, roaring, anger, panic, or praying is useless.
Thinking of this, Cheng Tongaxu's heart felt as if it was tightly grasped by a hand, but he seemed to have an indescribable sense of helplessness.
It's very contradictory, but at this time the two psychology coexist very reasonably.
Cheng Tongxu secretly grunted in his throat and clenched his fists. The worst he could do was to die. Death was too horrible to describe, but... it wasn't a big deal.
Then, as if to give himself courage, he opened his unique loud voice: "Your Excellency,
Thank you for giving me the revelation and insight into the truth, allowing me to successfully perform the Abyssal Ceremony and call out the heroic spirits who have worn the sacred vessel for many years. "
When people are scared, excited or panicked, they often use extremely loud voices to hide their true feelings.
The sound dispersed on the sea surface, but because it was too wide, there was no echo at all.
Cheng Tongaxe couldn't help but grunted his throat again. It was too weird. Shouldn't he call the other person your respected sir? It's the supreme and great god or something else. He doesn't know what kind of existence the other party is.
Shen Yan still didn't speak, but got a lot of information.
The last time Big Beard listened to him talk about the history of the Khitan Scimitar, he successfully started the Linyuan Ceremony!
Shen Yan's thoughts moved, and a light flashed in his eyes. He saw that in addition to wearing the ritual for many years and waiting for the opportunity, it could also be triggered by understanding the historical stories behind the cultural relics.
Shen Yan's heart was inevitably a little hot. This was a world where sacred vessels were the melody. How many people wore sacred vessels all year round but gained nothing.
And he, his professional counterpart, has mastered the key, just like having the key to a treasure.
Although the treasure does not belong to Shen Yan, he is the key.
Helping people open treasures is of great significance. After all, a treasure that cannot be opened is not considered a treasure.
There are so many mercenary groups, so many forces, so many cities, and their warehouses still contain sacred artifacts that cannot summon heroic spirits.
But if these people knew his key...
Thinking of this, Shen Yan suddenly shuddered. He would definitely be arrested, locked in a dark iron cage, and forced to analyze the history of the sacred artifacts for others every day.
It will even be fought over and moved from one cage to another, like a very valuable item that cannot have its own identity.
In this world where the laws are incomplete and not very binding, this kind of thing is not imaginary, but will definitely happen.
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But he is not stupid. He hides such favorable conditions and does not use them. This is his greatest wealth. He can even use his wealth to trade with others for more meaningful and valuable things that he can use.
Shen Yan's eyes moved. If he used this ability to trade with others in reality, no matter how cautious he was, there would always be a possibility of being suspected and exposed. But what about this fantasy world where he could pull people into?
Cheng Tongxu is the best example. What he said to Cheng Tongxu in the fantasy world also works for people in reality.
And judging from Cheng Tongxu's attitude and the cautious way he spoke, he must have regarded him as one of those unspeakable terrifying beings in the world.
Cautious, restrained, afraid of bad luck befalling you.
People in this world are very certain about the existence of mystery. They firmly believe that there are natural disasters, indescribable and indescribable secrets that are really watching this world.
Of course, such a gaze has always been called the most vicious curse, and will only bring misfortune, plague, virus, and death.
No one should want to encounter the attention of an unknown being one day.
The lucky ones who can benefit from it are just duckweeds on the sea. The probability is biased, but there will always be one or two.
Shen Yan looked at the ships on the sea, and they didn't look like duckweeds.
He only needs to pretend to be a mysterious existence in their minds, making them mistakenly think that they have received unknown attention, and become as lucky as duckweed on the sea.
As long as there are no flaws in the pretense and these people get actual benefits, then the other party will believe in the illusion created by Shen Yan and believe that they are really favored by the goddess of luck.
After all, human beings are all prone to luck. Just because others can't be such lucky people doesn't mean they can't, otherwise they still hope that they will encounter bad luck.
Moreover, no one would have imagined that such a mysterious existence could actually be a scumbag who was not even a professional in Chapter 9.
Shen Yan thought about the feasibility of this method, and one more thing, how could he profit from it?
He is such a tall, mysterious and indescribable existence. If he suddenly asks someone to order a copper dove, he will lose his status and be inconsistent with his character. He will immediately become OOC.
At this time, Cheng Tongaxu truly felt the horror of death.
He kept talking and babbling to cover up his inner uneasiness.
He could only keep talking, because once he calmed down, he would think about the countless unlucky people who suffered misfortune recorded in those ancient poems, and he might be one of them.
"Your Excellency,
In fact, I still have a sacred instrument that cannot be used for the Abyss ritual, and I hope to gain your enlightenment and insight. "
Cheng Tongaxu was a little incoherent. Really, he really dared to say anything. He was surprised by his own extravagant expectations. Maybe this is what happens when people are desperate?
Of course, he didn’t say that this sacred instrument that could not be used in the abyss ritual belonged to his iron brother Gao Wei. He did not see the figure of his iron brother Gao Wei on the boats behind him. If he was cast a shadow by this mysterious existence, Attention, he
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But suddenly, meteors were flying, the sea was surging, and the waves were like tornadoes, rising up to an unknown number of meters.
And a thunderous sound came from the sky.
"Sacrifice...!"
"Sacrifice...!"
Every word echoed, eerily majestic and deafening.
Cheng Tongxu tried his best to stabilize the boat to prevent the wind and waves from rolling it over. Then he was stunned. Your Excellency on the top of the mountain actually responded to him?
His trivial request was actually responded to?
Cheng Tongxu carefully discerned the meaning of the voice.
Sacrifice?
Hiss, ordinary beings would not use such words, nor would they use sacrifices.
It is indeed incredible and unknown.
Cheng Tongxu said carefully: "Dear Sir,
Not sure what kind of sacrifice you need? "
After saying that, he seemed to feel a little offended, and quickly added: "I can get such a trivial request from you. Your greatness is indescribable. I know that the sacrifices I prepared are not worth mentioning in your eyes. I just I am worried that the sacrifices I prepared haphazardly will not satisfy Your Excellency, so I implore you to give me some enlightenment."
It seemed that it was indeed insignificant, and the thunder in the sky sounded randomly: "Dawn Flower...!"
"Dawn Flower...!"
Revelation exploded in my ears.
Following the sound, Cheng Tongaxu's eyes flickered and he returned to his room.
Cheng Tongaxe: "..."
It was like a dream, but he knew it was definitely not a dream.
"Dawn flower? The silver dawn flower, a specialty of the Spirit Tribe?" After a while, Cheng Tongaxu recovered from the shock and disbelief and began to mutter.
Dawn flower, let’s call it precious, it is indeed precious and rare in quantity.
But its purpose is to stabilize souls that have been strengthened in unbearable revelation rituals. Fewer people will use it. Mercenaries have a step-by-step method of strengthening souls. Few people will take the risk to try unbearable revelations. Ritual, risks and benefits are too disproportionate.
Cheng Tongxu thought to himself, that person definitely didn't use the dawn flower to stabilize his soul and use it as a sacrifice. Maybe it was just because the flower was beautiful, or maybe he just liked it?
Dawn flower is also known as the flower of purity. In addition to its efficacy, maybe what the person values is actually its symbolic meaning?
It was like the man who saw a beautiful little flower on the roadside on a whim and asked him to pick it casually.
Don't understand.
Of course, Cheng Tongxu couldn't take the person's casual words seriously, and...
Moreover, just by sacrificing a dawn flower, you can get a sacred weapon in the Linyuan ritual. No matter how you look at it, you are making a lot of money. Of course, this benefit may be nothing in the eyes of that person.
Because there are so few people who can use the dawn flower, although it is precious, it is not expensive.
Demand determines price, as it always has.
The most important thing is that there is such a plant in the warehouse of their fearless mercenary group. It was picked accidentally when they went hunting in the Emerald Forest. It has been there for many years, but it has not been sold and no one is using it.
() Cheng Tongaxu estimated that he could exchange the items in his mercenary group's warehouse with his contribution points and some copper doves, which would save a lot of money compared to buying them outside.
Good deal.
Large mercenary groups like the Fearless Mercenary Group have their own rules for the distribution of supplies. Even members of their own group cannot take whatever they want. They all follow the rules, so it is fair.
Cheng Tongxu's eyes were bright, but he was suddenly startled: "I forgot to ask how to give the sacrifice to that Excellency?"
He scratched his head: "When will we set up a table for sacrifice?"
At this time, Shen Yan also came to his senses in the warehouse and put the bronze box away.
I thought to myself that in the fantasy world, I can only pull things like souls in, but I can't bring in real objects.
So, how can we get the other party's "sacrifice" without making the other party have any doubts.
Although Cheng Tongaxe was also in the mercenary city, it was impossible for him to go directly to ask for sacrifices.
We have to think of a proper solution.
The reason why Shen Yan chose the "sacrifice" as the dawn flower is because the two things he needs most now are the dawn flower. He needs to stabilize his strengthened soul, and then he will have the opportunity to see the one in Zhao Kuo's hand. If you keep a diary, you might be able to figure out what this ancient box is.
Although this box is very magical, it is an unknown thing after all. The unknown means danger, terror, and uncontrollability. He is still somewhat uneasy in his heart.
The second is the prologue to Corpse Whisperer, but Corpse Whisperer is the ninth prologue. How could such a "great" being like him be interested in such a thing? It's too shameful to say anything.
So it is better to settle on the dawn flower. No matter how great and mysterious it is, it may also have a hobby of flowers and plants.
It doesn't seem to be expected, but it seems reasonable. People can't understand it, but being incomprehensible is the best explanation.
Shen Yan thought about it, and then prepared to go to Zhao Kuo to start the "warehouse night chat" tonight. It seemed that it had become a habit to go and chat randomly every night.
But when Shen Yan looked at Zhao Kuo's bed, he was stunned. It was empty and no one was there.
Where was this person in the middle of the night?
Shen Yan was not easy to find either. Shen Yan saw Zhao Kuo's figure outside the window illuminated by a kerosene lamp.
However, not one person, but
It's two.
The other one, under the moonlight, has long silver hair, a gray cloak, a huge long bow, and a golden crown.
Surprise flashed across Shen Yan's face. Isn't this Xiao Lingchen, the White King of the Spirit Clan?
How come the hero of the Eldar tribe, the legendary ranger who is as aloof as the flower of the high mountains, comes to the mercenary city? Don’t the Eldar hate humans very much?
At this time, Xiao Lingchen was calmly explaining his intention to Zhao Kuo.
"I need the Golden Stone."
Be concise and without unnecessary words.
The Golden Stone is a specialty of Huangcheng, and can only be found in Huangcheng.
The golden stone has only one function, which is to suppress the pollution power of old documents for a short time.
Zhao Kuo frowned and asked: "The Spirit Clan also started to study old documents?"
"Because of the giant ruins on the mountain?"
The words of the traveling poet Kriti mentioned last time that each city began to study old documents privately. In addition to the recent events in the mercenary city, the mercenaries
I'm afraid there are people in the city who are secretly studying it, and the piece he picked up in his hand is the best proof.
It was like a mysterious wind that suddenly blew into various forces and cities.
Unexpectedly, even the Spirit Tribe started to study it.
The Spirit Clan should know more about the giant ruins on the mountain. After all, it is rumored that Xiao Lingchen once visited the giant ruins and brought back some old documents.
Zhao Kuo didn't ask any more questions. When he brought full sincerity to Brahma Emperor City and wanted to know about some old documents about the giant ruins, he was humiliated by the Spirit Race.
Zhao Kuo also roughly guessed why Xiao Lingchen came to find him. It must be someone from the Spirit Clan who went to Huangcheng and then returned without success.
Compared with the xenophobia of the Spirit Clan, Huangcheng is not willing to give in too much.
So the Eldar wanted to take a circuitous route.
Zhao Kuo couldn't help but glance at Xiao Lingchen.
In fact, it is not necessarily a bad thing that people from the Spirit Tribe come to him. He knows the situation in Huangcheng better than anyone else. He must have contact with the outside world. It is no longer self-sufficient there.
But because of the trauma of history, it is difficult for the barbarians in the deserted city to really take that step.
As for the Spirit Tribe, they have a huge emerald forest, are well known for their abundant supplies, and are powerful. No city dares to provoke them. In addition, they have a proud personality and have always disdained those despicable and dirty methods. They are indeed a rare ally.
However, the xenophobia of the Eldar people is a big problem.
But now, people from the Spiritual Tribe came to him.
Maybe this is an opportunity.
As for the Golden Stone, if there are very few people using Dawn Flower, then there is even less demand for the Golden Stone. People who dared to study old documents in the past can count them on the fingers of the entire continent. In addition, the Golden Stone suppresses the old The pollution power of Japanese literature is very short-lived, the demand is huge, and the effect is not as good as imagined.
Therefore, the golden stones in Huangcheng are usually piled there randomly, and no one specifically mines them. When Zhao Kuo was a child, he used the golden stones as stones to float in water.
Zhao Kuo was also very direct: "I can help you contact Huangcheng, but I can't be sure whether Huangcheng will respond."
"But I have two conditions."
Although Huangcheng really wants to form an alliance with other forces to relieve the crisis of survival, the prerequisite is that they must be equal.
Even if they died, the barbarians in the deserted city would not want to be inferior to humans, let alone become slaves.
"The first condition is to open an area of the Emerald Forest so that the members of the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group can freely collect wild vegetables in this area."
Recently, there have been more noodle shops in the city, and they are all buying wild vegetables. Wild vegetables have become a scarce commodity. After all, wild vegetables are brought back by poaching teams from the Emerald Forest, and the quantity is already scarce.
If Shen Yan and the others hadn't purchased some before, it would not be long before they wouldn't even be able to use sauerkraut anymore.
Zhao Kuo grew up in Huangcheng, and Huangcheng had a habit deep in his bones. As long as he could get something, he would never spend an extra copper dove.
This request is to solve the current problems of the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group.
It is not too much to ask for just free collection of wild vegetables in an area.
Of course, this small request also has another meaning, allowing Zhao Kuo and the others to have normal contact with the Spiritual Race. To a certain extent, this is more difficult than obtaining any resources.
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Naturally, it is nothing to the Spirit Clan, it is dispensable.
Letting humans enter their territory is the key point.
Zhao Kuo continued: "The second condition is to help someone complete the apocalypse ceremony in the prologue of Corpse Whisperer."
This condition is simpler than the first condition.
But Xiao Lingchen still frowned deeply: "Corpse whisperers need extremely high inspiration."
Some professions have thresholds, such as psychics and corpse whisperers. Basically only people from the Eldest tribe will choose these two professions. Inspiration talents limit subsequent development.
Of course, Xiao Lingchen said this not because he was worried about anyone's development.
But... Corpse Whisperers are too special.
Corpse whisperers can read the language of corpses, and corpses hide too many secrets.
For example, the Eldar have preserved many professional prologues. Why?
In fact, most of them were glimpsed from the corpses of the dead when the corpse whisperers of the Eldar tribe were interpreting long-lasting corpses.
A Corpse Whisperer from Chapter 9 is much more useful than imagined.
The Corpse Whisperer is the mentor of the Spirit Clan. He has collected countless prologues of professions and guided countless people to engage in suitable professions. He is not only able to communicate with corpses.
Due to the limitation of inspiration, only the Spirit tribe members themselves know the secret of this profession.
Psychics who can also communicate with the dead do not have this advantage. First, the long-lasting ghosts have basically disappeared into the sunlight. Second, ghosts are also a type of soul. The deceased swore with his soul not to reveal secrets before he was alive. For example, the secret of the career prologue cannot be revealed even after death.
The corpse is different. Without the restraint of the soul, there are too many secrets in the corpse that can be unearthed.
Corpse whisperers who peek into the secrets of corpses generally don't live long, especially those who like to peek into corpses from time immemorial, because they always see some unbearable secrets and die of mental breakdown.
The Eldar have so many professional prologues, and some series are quite complete. They were obtained through generations of Corpse Whisperers peeking into secrets and making sacrifices.
Zhao Kuo said: "It doesn't matter whether the inspiration can meet the requirements. The Spirit Clan only needs to provide the apocalypse ceremony of the Corpse Whisperer's prologue."
"After all, the Spiritual Clan has something to ask for, so we have to show sincerity."
Xiao Lingchen frowned and said after a while: "Okay, but I also have a condition."
"You must ensure that Huangcheng provides us with enough gold stones."
Zhao Kuo grinned: "Okay."
Xiao Lingchen: "..."
Just now, I said that I only help to contact you, but I don’t guarantee whether things will happen or not. How can I guarantee it now?
The Spirit Clan rarely cared about Huangcheng's affairs, and Xiao Lingchen probably didn't expect that Huangcheng, which rejected them, was actually more urgent than them.
Zhao Kuo also said in his heart that the golden stones in the deserted city that everyone regarded were really not that important in the deserted city. They were piled on the ground, and a child could kick away a lot of them in a day just like playing stone balls.
When Zhao Kuo returned to the warehouse, Shen Yan was staring at the person with curious eyes.
Shen Yan was too embarrassed to eavesdrop, it was unethical, but it didn't stop him from curiously asking.
Zhao Kuo said: "You will know tomorrow."
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Shen Yan sat up straight, and the night chat in the warehouse began.
Shen Yan really had questions to ask. He had been thinking just now about how to safely get the sacrifice provided by Big Beard.
After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't think of a reasonable method.
Shen Yan: "Is there a way to successfully trade with someone without letting the other party see through your identity?"
Zhao Kuo went to bed, thinking it was something mysterious.
Answer: "Black market."
"Black market transactions don't ask who the owner of the goods is, who the buyer is, the origin of the goods, or where they go."
Shen Yan became interested and quickly asked carefully.
This black market is actually a "sale of stolen goods" that cannot be traded through normal channels.
As a mercenary, there are always things with unclear origins.
It's so "legal" to exist in the mercenary city.
The method of transaction is also very simple. Disguise yourself, pay a sum of money, and open a secret room in the black market that only the owner and buyer know.
As long as the two parties complete the transaction in the room, no one will care about what happens inside or what is traded. Even if someone is killed inside, the most the manager can do is help throw the body into the sewer.
The rules of the black market are that there are no rules.
Shen Yan was stunned when he heard this, it was too cruel.
It seems that as long as you hide yourself well, you can indeed maintain confidentiality, provided that the other party does not forcefully take off your disguise in that room.
The night talk is over.
Shen Yan went to bed with some anxiety. This was his first transaction. If it could succeed, he could try to attract more people into the illusion in the future and find a way to exchange for the "sacrifice" he wanted.
The second day.
Shen Yan wants to find the bearded Cheng Tongaxe, why?
He went to Big Beard's iron stove shop to buy some saws for sawing wood. Of course, he also went to observe whether the other party had properly prepared the "sacrifice" for him.
When Shen Yan came to the hot iron stove on the street, he was stunned because Zhao Lan was actually there.
Zhao Lan has been guarding this for a while, why?
Because he accidentally heard that the sacred instrument that Big Beard had worn for many years had succeeded in the ritual of Lin Yuan, which made Zhao Lan feel a little unbalanced.
Obviously they all had the same fate, so why did Big Beard suddenly succeed, but he still showed no signs of moving at all.
Zhao Lan: "Big Beard, tell me how you succeeded in the ritual, and I will order the best weapon for you."
He must be crazy. What else can the Linyuan Ceremony be besides chance? But he felt terribly uncomfortable if he didn't come. Even the legendary ranger Xiao Lingchen put a dagger on his neck and forced him to call for the heroic spirits. No one would believe it if he told him about it.
Cheng Tongaxe also looked at Zhao Lan as if he were a fool.
Although this young man was successful, but he wanted to learn about the mysterious existence from him when he was building a weapon?
"Go where you love."
Next to him was a mercenary from the Fearless Mercenary Group, chatting with the bearded man.
"Big Beard, what are you doing instead of Dawn Flower? It's expensive and no one can use it."
"The one in our regiment's warehouse has been there for years and no one cares about it, and you actually just replaced it."
Shen Yan's expression was very strange. The bearded man had already prepared the "sacrifice", so fast.
Shen Yan also pretended not to know anything and let Big Beard take over the business.
Cheng Tongxu looked at it: "The Queen will pick up the goods."
As a powerful blacksmith, he has built all kinds of weird weapons, even a saw is a trivial matter.
After Cheng Tongxu finished speaking, he was ready to close the stall.
He felt a little uneasy when he thought that he still owed that lord a sacrifice.
He first went to buy the tribute table where the sacrifices were made.
He scratched his head, but when others were offering sacrifices, he seemed to want to perform the dance, but he couldn't do it. What should he do?
Well, I have to learn. Thinking of this, the bearded face actually showed a trace of red. He had seen other people perform the master dance, which was so weird.
Shen Yan was also thinking that he had to go to the black market to open a trading room in advance, and tonight he would pull Big Beard into the illusion and ask Big Beard to send the "sacrifice" to the black market. !
