Ghost market.
The major forces fight the war.
The prices of things on the market are rising indefinitely.
Many forces have increased their efforts to acquire resources, and even come up with many heavyweight items.
At this time, Tang Ping was walking on the streets of the ghost market in disguise.
Surrounded by vendors setting up stalls, as well as ghosts coming and going, wearing cloaks or using various means to hide themselves.
Tang Ping is amazing. Not only does he wear a black cloak, he also wears a mask, and he even uses the moon-covering method to cover his body features.
Completely covering the face.
He looked from shop to shop.
There are a lot more good things on the market.
Flame soul bones, disposable spells, alien organs, vertical eyes, backward eyes, blue people's blood.
There are also many exercises, blinding methods, ghosts hitting the wall, skeleton fire...
Tang Ping didn't even look down on these.
Spells are expensive but not expensive, and ghost fire balls can replace the functions of these spells.
Unknowingly, I came to a shop.
There is a plaque on the cave wall with a millipede painted on it.
"Has Centipede's shop opened here?"
Tang Ping thought to himself, it seems that he has no money.
So he walked into the store, where rows of brown wooden slips were placed on mahogany shelves, and there seemed to be many paper volumes under the shelves.
There are many exercises and prescriptions on it, and the shelves on the other side seem to be some plant seeds and ores.
There was a middle-aged man with green hair and red eyes in the store.
Tang Ping had seen this middle-aged man in many places, but later he learned that these were all centipede clones.
The clones of centipedes are composed of multiple ghosts, and their appearances are assimilated into the appearance of centipedes.
Because of absorbing souls, this ghost knows many secret techniques.
"I'll just take a look."
Tang Ping walked back and forth and looked at the contents on the bookshelf carefully.
One of the prescriptions caught his attention.
"Vitality medicine. Living things taking this medicine can replenish their vitality."
"This recipe is good."
This is a rare prescription. From the description, it seems that it can be used by not only ghosts but also many creatures.
You can give it to shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the future, or take it to yourself.
Old Man Gongsun tried to have as little contact with him as possible, including not letting him know about the purchase of the technique.
After all, this person is not on the right track.
Don't know what the purpose is.
Tang Ping's eyes widened when he saw the price.
"Ten thousand?"
One prescription actually sells for tens of thousands.
You must know that this thing is not out of print, anyone can copy it.
This is too outrageous.
In addition, there is also a book on the art of turning essence into snakes.
All essences can be transformed into snakes, and the essences of heaven and earth can be mobilized to transform into snakes and attack the enemy.
Adding the two books together, the total is twenty-five thousand.
Tang Ping endured the pain and bought the copy.
In fact, he is mainly looking for ways to practice evil spirits. After all, this is a necessary condition for becoming a wandering god.
“It’s free to use!”
The shopkeeper smiled.
“As long as you join us, you can choose any two books, absolutely free.”
"What are the conditions?"
"Fight the war. All the spoils will be yours. If you perform meritorious service, you will have the opportunity to obtain higher-level skills."
The shopkeeper's eyes flashed, as if he had taken control of Tang Ping.
"Forget it, goodbye."
Tang Ping went out with his skills, quickly disappeared among the ghosts, and jumped into the river.
Not long ago, he learned that the ghost market had more than just one entrance to the mountain stream.
Return to the underwater cave.
You can freely teleport between territories, but you cannot do so outside the territory, which is strange to say.
Underwater cave.
Tang Ping looked at the two secret books and studied them carefully.
The next day, a line of information appeared on the panel: Essence into Snake Technique (0/200).
The vitality medicine did not go up.
Perhaps it is because this prescription does not involve any technique, but is simply a matter of dispensing the medicine.
"No matter how much, let's practice first."
Now that it's dangerous outside, Tang Ping doesn't plan to go out.
Tang Shen, this old immortal, doesn’t know what he has in mind.
Danger, it is too dangerous, it is better to raise shrimps and crabs.
Keep going, and when the bear tribe grows stronger, thousands of "barbarians" will crush these superstitious and bloodthirsty business bastards from Dayi.
Tang Ping flew into the water above his head and put on dragon scale armor.
Fish, shrimps and crabs immediately swam over, surrounded by groups.
Three inches of Tang Ping's body were isolated from the water flow. He transformed into a storage bag and took out the mud mixed with ghost rice, ghost spirit grass and ghost mud to feed to the fish, shrimps and crabs.
Under his cultivation, the largest shrimp is already one foot long, and the crab is as big as a human head.
The fish are mainly snakeheaded fish.
After feeding, Tang Ping looked at the playful frog not far away and said:
"They will be your soldiers from now on, so you must take good care of them."
"Quack!"
The frog heard this and jumped into the water.
The strange thing is that the frog obviously doesn't wear dragon scale armor, but it can still make the water tribe obey.
"Could it be a creature born of water?"
Tang Ping couldn't help but think.
This is the only possibility, but it just so happens that he can lead troops for himself in the future, which can be regarded as confirmation that General Xiaoqing, the position of Tomb Gate Pavilion Chief is not randomly sealed.
He, Tang Ping, is definitely not someone who randomly appoints officials and makes wishes!
time flies.
Tang Ping has been practicing underwater.
War is raging outside.
The entire underworld was divided into two halves.
Three years later, it was July 14th again.
Tang Ping stood up, his black and white pattern more conspicuous.
The underground master's Dharma Eye has been successfully cultivated, and the cultivation of the Mutu Contract has been completed. A vertical eye with a blue pupil appears in the center of the forehead. It is no longer the previous form composed of Yin Qi, but an entity, which can disappear at any time.
Under the eyes of Dharma, all illusions are invisible.
The essence of heaven and earth is clearly visible, and the world is composed of countless colorful lines.
Wow!
The next second, the figure appeared under the banyan tree.
At this time, many lonely ghosts appeared around the banyan tree.
Their eyes are greedy and they are in a crazy state, coveting the ghost grass and the magic beans that were planted in the past three years and are about to mature.
"Now that you have discovered it, I can't get around you."
Tang Ping smiled evilly.
Wow!
In an instant, the entire forest came alive.
The roots, whiskers, and branches of the tree all twitched towards the ghost.
At the same time, a six-foot snake flew out of the ground, flew into the air, circled around Tang Ping, and stuck out its bright red tongue.
"kill!"
Tang Ping reached out and pointed.
The ground suddenly cracked, and a dozen ghosts fell down.
Then a dozen three-foot earth snakes crawled out of the ground, and dozens of green snakes gathered under the tree.
The art of turning essence into snake.
The remaining ghosts were bitten to death one by one.
At this time, the branches in the forest parted, and an evil spirit riding a paper horse saw this scene and was so frightened that he couldn't leave his house.
When he was about to escape on horseback, he found that there were paper soldiers standing around him.
The next second, a native snake bit him hard on the neck.
"Tell me, who sent you?"
After some torture.
This person told the truth.
"Boss Blackwood Ghost, the other one just now was the zombie boss..."
After saying that, Tang Ping did not fulfill his promise and beat him to death.
"Sure enough, someone is eyeing this place."
Tang Ping murmured to himself.
Then he simply harvested all the spiritual objects in the place, and burned the rest with a fire to create the appearance of the place being looted.
Zuo Zongzi probably can't get anything out of him. This guy's demands have become more and more excessive recently.
There is a feeling of packing up the last handful and running away.
"It will take a long time to show up."
Tang Ping thought.
It's time to choose the right minister again, and Tang Shen has to fight the enemy again. These ten years have not been peaceful.
Wait until the storm subsides before coming out.
July 15th.
Danshui Yang.
Zhang Qi has grown into a mature man in his late thirties, and has grown a goatee, and his temperament has become more refined.
Three animals were sacrificed, and the ghosts and gods drank freely.
This time the sacrifice did not disappear, but its essence was absorbed.
The tree god came down to earth and said directly when he met: "Hibernate for another three years. After three years, it will be your time to take revenge. You can usually send people down the mountain to harass you. Don't be wary."
"As you command!"
Zhang Qi took out a map.
"Tree God, you asked me to pay attention to the strangers nearby three years ago. This is a map of the traces of the survivors of the Tree People Kingdom."
"Very good." Tang Ping took out the cloth recording the vitality prescription and handed it to Zhang Qi. "This is the prescription given by the Lord God. It can be used to create strong warriors. From now on, it will be offered to ten directions every year."
