After Song Zongwu left, Ren Qing thought about the recent big moves of the Jailer Hall.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and then while continuing to practice, he patiently waited for Song Zongwu's reply.
Unexpectedly, Ren Qing received the news from Ming Crow two days later.
Dameng Zhenren didn't know what conditions he had reached with Song Zongwu, but he did agree to Ren Qing's opening of a shop in the ghost market.
But the Jailer Hall will not give Ren Qing the slightest help. If he wants to use the twin nightmares to influence the ghost city's dream, he can only explore it on his own.
Ren Qing was overjoyed and decided to cancel the retreat and get ready.
The ghost market opens on the 15th day of every month. Opening a shop will not delay your practice at all, and you can also try to earn blood crystals and longevity.
He touched his chin and considered if he could get Da Meng's approval through this.
Counting Song Zongwu and Tenon, he might really be able to become an official jailer in advance.
Of course, everything is just a hypothesis. If you want to use your soul to join the ghost market, you can imagine how difficult it is.
And Ren Qing must solve the problem of weapon refining.
It was only a few days before the ghost market opened, so he took the time to stay in the secret pavilion and learn the techniques of refining magic weapons with the help of classics.
Books with similar contents in the Secret Pavilion should not be uncommon, but after asking, I learned that they were stored on the fourth floor.
The identity of the jailer must be formalized.
Ren Qing looked helpless, standing at the stairs on the third floor and looking around.
The head in the jar suddenly opened its eyes and stared at Ren Qing. Bubbles came out of its mouth, and its strange gaze was creepy.
Ren Qing hesitated but did not retreat.
Seeing that the ghost market is about to start, if you don't seize this opportunity, you can only wait until next month. What if Dameng Zhenren changes his mind?
"Senior...can you be accommodating?"
The head in the jar drank all the water and said in a hoarse voice: "Ka ka ka ka, have you reached the ghost realm already?!"
"Yes, senior."
Ren Qing had goosebumps all over his body. This kind of monk who cut himself into pieces for the sake of cultivation is really chilling.
"Two stones of blood crystal, one day at most."
Head said, his tone leaving no room for negotiation at all.
The corner of Ren Qing's mouth twitched, saying that it was indeed a bit painful, but the blood crystal was not expensive at all, mainly because the day was too short.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your rejection."
"No, senior."
He took out the blood crystal conscientiously, and just when he was about to use the Da Miao knife to split the weight of three stones, the blood crystal flew over uncontrollably.
He bit his head with his teeth and then spit out the remaining blood stone to Ren Qing.
Ren Qing weighed it and found that the weight of the blood crystals was not much different, then he went up to the fourth floor of the secret pavilion with a smile.
He looked at Ren Qing's retreating back with his head, muttered a few words and then fell asleep again.
The fourth floor of the Secret Pavilion is not as deserted as the first three floors. You can still see a few guards sitting in the corner reading books.
Ren Qing's arrival did not cause any waves.
He picked up a book and found that the records were the characteristics of the material.
In addition, there are also disadvantages of alienation in the fourth level, such as the Zhangmu Black Arm Kung Fu, which mentioned that the pores will emit poisonous gas.
Ren Qing races against time.
He first found information about poisonous toad skin. This material can be produced by many spells and is relatively cheap.
However, if you want the meat stone to be integrated into the poisonous toad skin, you need to stimulate the activity of the poisonous toad skin, and then cover it evenly with meat stone powder at high temperature.
The main difficulty lies in the use of meat stones, which requires extremely precise techniques.
Ren Qing felt that with Chongtong's ability, it would not be difficult to refine this kind of magical weapon.
In addition, there are many refining techniques that are terrifying.
For example, the more common one is conceived in the body of a female animal, and fed with various materials during the period, and the resulting magic weapon looks like a living creature.
I don’t know if it can be simulated using dreams.
There are also black coffin raising vessels, filthy raising vessels, ancestor offering vessels...
Just in case, he started to read basic books on refining magic weapons and obtained a lot of experience and knowledge from previous generations.
When the twelve hours approached, Ren Qing reluctantly left the secret pavilion.
Refining magic weapons sounds easy, but in fact there are many ways to do it, and it takes a lot of energy to master it.
Just the combination of various materials is like a complex mathematical problem.
The refining technique is secondary.
After Ren Qing returned to the Fireworks Hall, he took notes on his experiences, and when he had the opportunity, he would ask the guards he knew well to learn more about it.
He also went to Liu Hu's blacksmith shop and asked for some ordinary materials to train in the techniques of refining magic weapons.
Don't say you got in quickly.
No further contact with weapon refining is allowed, the ghost market is already close at hand.
Ren Qing had no choice but to wait early in the forest clearing north of the Forbidden Foot Hall, just in time to meet Zhang Mu.
Zhang Mu's right arm was wrapped with a bandage several times. The bandage was lavender in color, mainly due to the penetration of toxins.
But after all, this treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. Over time, the poisonous gas seeping out of the pores can even corrode the bandage.
Although Zhang Mu is a monk, he is over forty years old and had a family a few years ago. The disadvantages caused by black arm skills are very troublesome.
The two of them mingled among dozens of guards and waited for a moment before the dreamlike market slowly appeared again.
After Ren Qing was promoted to the Twin Nightmare Demon, he could vaguely feel the powerful pressure brought by the Ghost Market, which was worthy of the Dream Butterfly Technique.
His expression was slightly envious. If he could master the Dream Butterfly Technique, he would undoubtedly greatly improve the Twin Nightmares.
But it still depends on chance.
The guards entered the ghost market one after another, and Zhang Mu reminded softly: "Ren Qing, let's go to Dameng Pavilion to buy materials first, and then we will consider how to refine the magic weapon after we leave the ghost market."
"Let's go."
Ren Qing came to his senses, and they stepped into it one after another.
Looking around, there is no change in the ghost market, there are only a few buildings, except for the Dameng Pavilion and the wine shop, they are all deserted.
There are buildings like inns left, with few people coming in and out, and business is indeed very poor.
Zhang Mu excitedly went to buy materials, followed closely by Ren Qing.
Ren Qing stepped into Dameng Pavilion and came to a store filled with materials in a trance. Standing behind the counter was Dameng Zhenren with blurred light and shadow.
He was not in a hurry, and simply prepared all the materials for practice.
I replenished my stone eyes, bought some more wolf blood, and spent most of the blood crystals I earned.
"Senior Dameng, you are so offended."
Ren Qing then explained about opening a store.
As a result, Dameng Zhenren had no reaction at all, and the distorted light and shadow made him confused.
After a long time, Ren Qing used the ability of the twin nightmares to cause the soul to leave the body, and carefully looked around.
The shop in the divided soul's eyes is somewhere between reality and illusion, and the real Dameng is even more looming, looking like he will disappear at any time.
"Senior Dameng, how do I open a store?"
Ren Qing tried to communicate with Dameng Zhenren, but it still had no effect.
Seeing this, he stepped out of Dameng Pavilion and came to the crowded streets.
From the perspective of the separated soul, the residents of the ghost city seemed to be real, but the jailer had an extremely false illusion.
It can be seen that things after entering the dream are completely opposite.
He walked slowly towards the end of the ghost market.
