The next morning, purple air came from the east.
Chu Chen gathered the energy of the sun in the clean room, practiced and strengthened all the Yuanjun in his body, and accumulated mana little by little.
Last night, he practiced the two spells [Blowing Hair to Become a Tiger] and [Striping Clothes and Undressing] one after another. He spent a lot of energy and was mentally depressed.
Fortunately, he can collect the energy of the taiyin at night and the energy of the sun during the day, and gather the essence of the sun and the moon to nourish his essence and spirit.
The Three Treasures of Essence, Qi and Shen are full and full, and the whole person is energetic and refreshed.
This is the powerful effect of spiritual practice.
Practice diligently every day to strengthen your body and prolong your life.
Lingshan School's "Hunyuan Qi Gathering and Form Refining" was understood by senior masters from the "Huang Ting Sutra". The technique has lofty intentions. If it can be practiced to a high and deep level, it will be guarded by all gods.
After finishing his training, Chu Chen took the kid to a noodle shop on the next street to eat noodles.
Ordered a bowl of noodles.
He ate the noodles, and the little devil smelled the noodles.
Today, Chu Chen made an appointment with Zhang Xiucai and Huang Fugui to go out for fun together.
When the little kid heard about it, his eyes lit up and he was so happy.
But it's a pity that Taoist Xu Ping took the kid away early in the morning. It is said that there is a case that requires the kid's help.
"Senior brother, don't forget to take me with you next time you go out to play."
The little kid followed Taoist Xu Ping away, looking back every time he took three steps, looking pitiful.
Chu Chen couldn't help laughing.
Halfway through, the little devil ran back again and said:
"Brother, I'm not around, so be careful when you go out."
"Okay, okay, senior brother knows."
Chu Chen sent away the hesitant kid and went out in style.
Without the followers around him, Chu Chen's steps became three points lighter.
Not long after, Chu Chen, Huang Fugui, and Zhang Xiucai met.
"Fugui, Xiucai, where are you going today? I came to Xin'an County for the first time with my master. I was blind and didn't know anything about the local area. It was all up to two people to make the decision."
Chu Chen got straight to the point.
Huang Fugui touched his head, looking naive and unable to make up his mind.
"Snapped!"
Zhang Xiucai flicked his folding fan and said rather coolly: "Let's go, brother, I will take you to visit the brothel and listen to music. Let me tell you, how many people are here at Cuixiang Tower..."
"Xiucai, Brother Chen comes from a Taoist family. It's not easy to go to that kind of place..."
When Huang Fugui heard about a place like brothel goulan, his face turned red instantly, hesitating and using Chu Chen as an excuse.
Chu Chen shook his head: "No, no, no, my lineage is a Taoist priest who lives in the fire. I can marry a wife and have children, and I don't want to be a womanizer. It doesn't matter!"
Zhang Xiucai smiled: "The relationship is good, let's go, we three brothers..."
Huang Fugui's face fell, and he said in embarrassment: "Ahem~ Two brothers, the younger one practices boy's skills, so it's not easy to break the precepts."
"Forget it."
Chu Chen and Xiucai just wanted to tease Fugui and had no intention of making things difficult.
The scholar also smiled and stopped clicking.
"It's okay if you don't go to the brothel. I actually know an interesting place near Xin'an County."
...
The "interesting" place Zhang Xiucai mentioned was actually a ghost market.
The so-called "ghost market" originally referred to psychedelic phenomena such as "mirages", but later gradually evolved into a "black market" specializing in shady transactions.
The ghost market gathered all kinds of ghosts, ghosts, snakes, mortals, alchemists, evil cultivators, monsters, ghosts... It was really a chaotic dance of demons.
Chu Chen and Huang Fugui became interested as soon as they heard it, and agreed without saying a word.
The ghost market has always been extremely secluded, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find it without an acquaintance to guide the way.
Zhang Xiucai had been there several times and was familiar with the roads. First he took the two of them to buy a black suit in the city, and then the three of them went out of the city.
This ghost market in Xin'an County is located in a swamp sixty miles away from the county seat.
The swamp is called Dilongkeng. It is said that a poisonous dragon fell here, and the poisonous dragon's blood polluted the surrounding area for dozens of miles.
Dilongkeng is shrouded in miasma all the year round. Without cultivation, it is difficult to enter the ghost market. It basically prevents mortals from trespassing.
Of course, there are exceptions.
According to Zhang Xiucai, he was just a child with a very low level of cultivation and was no different from a mortal. He entered the ghost market by chance.
"Brother Chu, Fugui, the power behind the ghost market is quite powerful. After entering, everyone should look more and speak less, and don't cause trouble."
On the way, Zhang Xiucai took the trouble to remind him again and again, which was quite nervous.
Chu Chen and Huang Fugui nodded repeatedly.
The two of them are not stupid, and they naturally know the importance.
The ghost market gathers together the three religions and nine streams around it, and it is a microcosm of the underground world.
Many ghost markets have always been traded in one place, and their liquidity is extremely high. Very few ghost markets stay in one place permanently.
It can be imagined that the power behind this Dilongkeng ghost market can be opened stably for a long time, and it is definitely a very capable person.
Not long after, the three of them arrived at the Dilongkeng swamp, changed their clothes, and hid in a reed bush to rest.
A small boat sailed slowly towards the three of them.
Zhang Xiucai, who was familiar with the road, approached and chatted with the boatman. After paying the money, the three of them got on the boat and sailed into the hazy swamp.
"It's a coincidence that the three of you are here. Are you interested in the Dragon Lord's night banquet today?"
The boatman rowed the oar and turned to the three of them.
Chu Chen and Huang Fugui were stunned, not knowing about "Dragon Lord's Night Banquet".
In line with the principle of watching more and talking less, and not causing trouble, neither of them answered, but looked at Zhang Xiucai.
Zhang Xiucai was quite familiar with Dilongkeng. When he heard "Longjun Night Banquet", his face was full of joy and he asked in surprise:
"Master, this dragon king's night banquet happens only once a month. I'm afraid the date has not come yet. Why did it suddenly happen today?"
The boatman shook his head and explained: "This night banquet can be held by Lord Long whenever he wants. There is no fixed number. In fact, it is the same for every night banquet. Lord Long holds the banquet at will. If you are destined, you can easily participate. If not, Even if you wait for several years, you won’t catch it!”
Zhang Xiucai looked surprised: "I see, then we have good luck today!"
"Exactly!"
The boatman and Zhang Xiucai sang and chatted in harmony.
Huang Fugui was extremely curious and couldn't help but tug at Zhang Xiucai's sleeve: "Xiucai, what is the Dragon King's Night Banquet and what does it do?"
Chu Chen was also quite curious and turned his attention to the scholar.
Zhang Xiucai smiled "hehe", his face full of excitement.
"Long Jun is the master of this place. Every month, Mr. Long Jun will hold a night banquet to entertain guests and friends from all walks of life. No matter you are a righteous monk, a heretic or a monster, as long as you are invited, you can all attend the night banquet regardless of your background."
Chu Chen raised his eyebrows. Seeing how excited the scholar was, he asked curiously: "What are the benefits of attending the night banquet?"
Zhang Xiucai grinned: "Participating in the Dragon Lord's night banquet naturally has many benefits. It can also improve your cultivation. If you are valued by the Dragon Lord, you will be given a heavy gift."
"Is there such a good thing?"
Huang Fugui became energetic, but he touched his whole body again and said:
"We didn't bring any gifts, so it's not good to just come to our door rashly!"
The boatman on the side smiled and answered: "The guests are joking. Mr. Long is generous and hospitable. There is no need to bring any gifts. Don't worry."
