In Moyuan Ghost Market, a piece of gossip spread among the ghost clan and ghost cultivators.
"Have you heard? There is a little ghost grocery store. He specializes in selling all kinds of treasures! Whether they are ghost cultivators, ghost tribes, or treasures from the major forces in the Three Realms and Three Realms Mountains, you can buy them at him!"
"As long as you have the resources, as long as you have the magic you want, he has it!"
"As long as you tell me what kind of magic you want, he can satisfy you! Moreover, that magic is unique in the world and there is no duplicate of it!"
"It's just that that man is very mysterious. His grocery store is closed every three days. No one knows whether he is a human or a ghost!"
"It seems that someone took advantage of the Flame Ghost Sect's patrol and wanted to attack him... but it is said that no one survived!"
"There are still rumors that all those with evil intentions are waiting for the Flame Ghost Sect patrol to open up. In fact, he...is also waiting!"
On the edge of the ghost market, in a remote alley.
The roads are twisted and crooked, and many of them are dead ends. The monks from the three realms come here because of its reputation, but they always get confused here.
Unlike the ghost tribe, they can pass through walls, and they don't dare to walk over walls in the ghost market in front of so many ghost tribes and ghost cultivators.
But, they can also find the grocery store.
"In such a remote place, the handover point for the Flame Ghost Sect's patrol team is at the door of the grocery store. These patrol teams cannot escape through walls."
"As long as you follow them, you can stay safe and find the grocery store!"
"I came here with the Sword Soul Grass. If I come back empty-handed, I won't be able to survive in the Tianjian Sect! Not to mention that there are still people competing with me for the Holy Son!"
Duan Jianping and Sheng Tianhong followed the Yangui Sect patrol and wandered further and further into the ghost market.
Finally, after turning a corner, it suddenly became clear.
However, the long queue was silent and there were very few human monks who could be found here.
As soon as the two arrived, they were glanced back and forth by countless ghost eyes.
Another group of Flame Ghost Sect ghosts came neatly from the other side of the alley. The two patrol teams handed over here. After the handover was completed, they all stayed here.
In the entire ghost city, all ghost clans and ghost cultivators avoid the monks on patrol, but this is the only exception.
Because they understand that the Yangui Sect's patrol team stays here for no other reason than to protect them.
A dilapidated house with drafts everywhere.
The door was ajar, and no one dared to knock.
"Squeak~"
There was a heart-wrenching sound, and the door was slowly opened. Everyone was suddenly nervous and excited, looking inside.
"Today is the last day of business for the grocery store. In order to thank you all for your support, I have decided to offer a 20% discount on the entire store!"
Changqing stood at the door wearing a Xiaoyao mask and a black robe.
Next to him, there was a half-human ghost, also wearing a mask.
After hearing this, everyone, even the ghosts from the Flame Ghost Sect's patrol team, sneered.
This grocery store has been offering a 20% discount since the first day it opened. It's the last day, and it's still 20% off?
Besides, the pricing is all yours, so where is the discount?
"Why, not enthusiastic enough? How about 30% off?" Changqing was obviously in a good mood.
There was still no response from the audience, just queuing in silence.
Changqing stretched out his hand and placed tables, chairs and benches at the door of the grocery store.
Duan Jianping and Sheng Tianhong watched from a distance, their expressions gradually becoming unnatural.
Although he was wearing a Xiaoyao mask, Changqing's voice was not concealed. How could they not recognize that this person was Changqing!
Through the desk, the two of them also saw the space inside the grocery store. There was nothing!
His table is the only one in Evergreen’s shop!
The faces of the ghosts in the Flame Ghost Sect patrol also became serious. Once again, they failed to discover where Changqing came from!
Just like every time he closed the door, they failed to discover how Evergreen was gone.
After Changqing sat down, he began to boil water and make tea. The aroma of tea gradually overflowed, and everyone seemed to have entered a beautiful mountain and river, and their minds were open.
"Come on, what do you want to buy?" Chang Qing waved to the front of the team.
Just the scent of tea makes the most remote and dark corner of the ghost market lose all its spookiness.
The first ghost cultivator who had been waiting in line for two days came over immediately and handed over a Qiankun Ring.
Changqing's mind swept away and nodded: "Thirty million spiritual stones, okay. It seems you want to buy a top-quality treasure? Please tell me your requirements."
"Shenfa." The ghost cultivator only said two words.
Chang Qing poured the tea leisurely and said quietly: "Buy it, will you practice it yourself or will you practice it for others?"
"I practice."
"What are the specific requirements?"
"Anything is fine."
"No." Changqing shook his head.
All the monks and ghosts who came to this grocery store for the first time looked at this strange transaction curiously.
"Why not?" Ghost Cultivator lowered his voice: "Didn't I say that as long as you have money, you can buy anything here?"
"No."
Changqing picked up the teacup, opened a crack in Xiaoyao's mask, took a sip, and then said: "I am a kind person, and all the treasures I sell are genuine."
After a pause, Chang Qing continued: "In line with the principle of customer first, if you buy the treasure technique from me, I will be responsible for you."
"Everything is okay?" Changqing chuckled and said: "You are only at the seventh level of the Divine Realm. The ghost skills you practice are patchy and not perfect. Your power is more than enough for bursts but not enough for long-term use. I will give you a small amount of mist. Can you practice it well?"
The ghost cultivator was so frightened that he took several steps back. The other "customers" in line, and even two patrol teams of the Flame Ghost Sect ghosts, were also frightened.
"To?"
"No way... His store has been open for a month. Except for the dead, everyone alive is very satisfied."
"..."
The silent ghost customers began to murmur and communicate. Many of them had just heard about this little ghost grocery store.
"How do you know I can't practice?" The ghost cultivator whispered: "You don't know who I am!"
"There is no point in testing me with thirty million spiritual stones."
"I didn't test it."
"Is that stubborn?"
"I..." The ghost cultivator looked around, nodded and said: "Okay, then you can recommend me a body magic weapon."
Changqing looked at the ghost cultivator carefully and said slowly: "The relatively good treasure technique requires ten million spirit stones. The body technique only requires a few million. But you gave me thirty million... …But your background makes it very difficult for me.”
After groaning, Changqing said: "Is it for offense or for escape?"
"For escaping."
"Escape in a straight line or around a corner?"
"I've run away, but of course I can run as far as I can in a straight line!"
"In this way, I have a treasure technique that can instantly explode all your remaining cultivation power and rush out directly. The distance and speed are not weaker than any 30 million level treasure technique, but what are the side effects? After you escape, you will be very weak."
Changqing said.
"How far can it escape? How fast?"
"It depends on how much strength you have left. Of course, this magic won't let you escape and turn into a corpse... Well, a dead soul... Anyway, it won't let you die directly. You can overdraw your strength, but in this case You’re in control.”
The ghost cultivator's eyes glowed with green light, and he was obviously very excited, "What if..."
"No if, I'll give you the jade slip and you can practice and comprehend it on the spot. If you're not satisfied, you can return it." Changqing said.
The ghost cultivator's mind immediately became active, "Can I really return the goods?"
"Of course." Changqing nodded and added: "However, you must first understand what return means."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost cultivator's whole body tensed up, and the green light in his eyes began to tremble.
While speaking, Chang Qing took out a jade slip and held it in his hand. After a moment, he handed it to the ghost cultivator.
Everyone became curious, why did it look like the soul was imprinted on the spot?
Could it be that he made up this treasure skill and movement technique on the spot?
"Next."
At this moment, the ghost cultivator got the jade slip, his soul swept away, but he suddenly took a breath of cold air and said on the spot: "I am very satisfied, I will not return it, leave!"
With that said, the ghost cultivator dodged and disappeared, as if he was afraid of being coveted.
At the door of the grocery store, the atmosphere became even weirder.
