With the mentality of not letting the wealth go to outsiders, Hu Qingyi led Wei Shiqi first to the shop opened in Shanze Hall, a three-door shop. The plaque under the eaves read "Shan Ze Ru Yi" with fat and childish strokes. It's in a good shape and self-contained.
There was also a casual cultivator who said something incoherent before, mocking those four words as being written by a child. Hu Qingyi was afraid that he would say the wrong thing, so he said first: "Shanze Ruyi, this is what I, the master of Shanze Palace, Peng Palace, personally mentioned."
Wei Shiqi nodded and stepped into the shop. The layout was no different from that of an ordinary shop, except that the shopkeeper was replaced by a disciple of Shanze Hall, which made him a little less friendly and a little more reserved.
Standing behind the counter is Hu Qingyi's senior brother Pu Shiru. He is about forty years old, with a Chinese character face, two thick eyebrows, and a red mole between his eyebrows. Unfortunately, it is to one side. If it is more upright, he has the face of two dragons grabbing pearls. The man Pu Shiru greeted was a fat man, weighing more than three hundred pounds by visual inspection, with three layers of flesh on the back of his neck. His robe was tightly wrapped around his body. He held an ancient jade in his hand and asked something in a low voice. He turned his back to Wei Shiqi. , solid like a mountain of meat.
Wei Shiqi turned his head and asked Hu Qingyi: "Who is..."
Hu Qingyi said: "It's Senior Brother Cheng from Fenglei Palace." She pointed to the corner of the other party's clothes. Wei Shiqi looked at it intently and saw a small word "wind" embroidered on the corner of his clothes. He lowered his head subconsciously. Sure enough, I also found the word "山" on the corner of Hu Qingyi's clothes.
Wei Shiqi remembered that Kunlun's direct disciples were divided into blue, vermilion, white, and xuan according to their sword skills. Green was Qingming, vermilion was Red Lotus, white was Zhuyin, and Xuan was Chaos. They didn't strictly observe it on weekdays, but officially On such occasions, no one dares to violate the rules. Disciples of the Taiyi Sect are not so particular. They only embroider one word on the corner of their clothes to show their distinction, "Lian Tao Qidian". When the corners of these clothes are connected together, it is "Heavenly Wind Lingshan Shen Douyu", like a poem .
While he was thinking about it, the fat senior brother from Fenglei Palace couldn't negotiate a deal, so he put away the ancient jade, turned around and left, his body trembling with fat, swaying three times with each step, accompanied by huffing and puffing breaths. Bian Ci lowered his eyes and stood quietly aside. Bian Ya stared at him intently, with his mouth half open, looking surprised. Hu Qingyi calmly took half a step, blocking her sight, and smiled at Cheng Fatty. .
Wei Shiqi didn't have so many taboos. His eyes swept across his face. Cheng Fatty grinned and said hello. He turned sideways and carefully crossed the threshold.
When Pu Shiru saw the Bian sisters personally bringing people to the door, he didn't dare to neglect them. He came forward with a smile. Hu Qingyi introduced a few words in the middle. Pu Shiru became more attentive and greeted the servants to bring tea and water. The boy was a mortal, with delicate features and a very clever appearance. When asked, he was actually a registered disciple of Shanze Palace, equivalent to an outer disciple of the Kunlun branch.
Wei Shiqi looked up and saw that there were not many things on the shelves behind the counter. Most of them had a white note with a name. After asking, he found out that magic weapons, elixirs and the like were stored in the inner warehouse and placed outside. If it is scattered, it will not be beautiful.
"Junior Brother Wei has come all the way, what are you looking for?"
The Hidden Snow Sword is as fast as wind and thunder, and its five-color divine light sweeps away everything. Ordinary magic weapons cannot enter Wei Shiqi's eyes at all. As for the pills, Kunlun's Qiankun Yiqi Pill, Huang Chi Pill, Wannian Zhiye, and Butian Pill, He ate them all. The most useless products in the inner city were Yinxu Dan and Zijin Dan. Pu Shiru praised them so much that Wei Shiqi could only smile.
He tapped the counter with his index finger and asked, "Do you have the Beauty Pill?"
Pu Shiru looked bitter and said: "There really is no such thing. Not only do we not have it here, but there is not a single Beauty Pill in the entire inner city."
"But why?"
"To be honest with Junior Brother Wei, the recipe for Zhuyan Dan has been lost for a long time, and there are not many left in the sect. Every pill is missing, and all are kept in the hands of the palace masters."
Wei Shiqi regretted a little. He used the two-phase ring to kill Xu Lingguan, which was like using a bull's-eye to kill a chicken. Except for the Moonlight Rotating Mirror, he didn't get any benefits. Maybe he had the Beauty Pill hidden in his leopard bag. , it was a pity that it was destroyed together with the two-phase ring.
Now that the matter has come to this, it is useless to think too much, so he added: "Forget about the Zhuyan Pill, is there any introductory technique to the Talisman Technique?"
Pu Shiru looked apologetic and said: "The Seven Lian Tao Palaces, Fenglei, Shanze, Tianfeng, and Chenyu belong to the weapon cultivating line, Lingxiao, Bullfighting, and Yulu belong to the talisman cultivating line. You need to go to those three halls to learn the skills of talismans. But I don’t have it here.”
Hu Qingyi smiled and said: "If it's a talisman or something like that, it doesn't hurt to adjust it a little. There is indeed a lot of inconvenience involved in the technique, so please forgive me, Senior Brother Wei."
"I didn't know what was going on and was being rude." Wei Shiqi said politely, knowing that Taiyi Sect's weapon cultivator and talisman cultivator had quite a grudge.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This is the case in the Immortal Capital and in Kunlun. The Taiyi Sect is not immune to this custom.
After drinking a few sips of tea, Wei Shiqi asked again about the ancient jade in the hands of senior brother Fenglei Diancheng just now. Master Pu thought for a moment and said a few more words.
Senior Brother Cheng has a good reputation and is the registered disciple of Master Chu of Fenglei Palace. Just now he brought an ancient jade over and said it would be pawned at the pledge storehouse for a price of 20 yuan for "single eye". If it is definitely the right one, he can add another ten yuan. , he felt that he was at a loss, so he took it to Pu Shiru and offered three yuan for "eyes".
Pu Shiru looked at the ancient jade and found that it was indeed a good material. It fell into the hands of Fu Xiu and was made into a "fixed talisman", which was also a top-grade magical weapon. Chenghou's price was fairly fair. Fifty or sixty yuan for "one eye" was not too much, but asking for "two eyes" was too much. The number of "double eyes" mined in recent years is very small, and the quality warehouse can only be accessed and cannot be exported. They can be exchanged privately. Thirty "single eyes" cannot be exchanged for one "double eye". There is no agreement here, and the cost is as high as other prices. Going to other places is in vain.
Wei Shiqi vaguely expressed his interest in the piece of ancient jade and asked where he could find Senior Brother Cheng Houcheng. Master Pu shook his head and Hu Qingyi interjected, Senior Brother Cheng has always been doing repairs at Sanqu Cave in Axe Peak. .
After sitting for a while, Wei Shiqi stood up and said goodbye. Pu Shiru sent him outside and told Junior Sister Hu to accompany him and visit the inner city more.
After watching the four people go away, Pu Shiru lowered his head and thought for a moment, then ordered his servant to take care of Si Yan. He hurriedly left the inner city and went to Yue Tingfeng Shanze Palace.
After passing the Wenxin Pavilion, Pu Shiru turned to the right, his body swayed, and his speed suddenly increased. He hurriedly climbed to the Yueting Peak and entered the Shanze Hall to see the master.
He has been worshiping under the sect of Peng Dingyue, the master of Shanze Palace, for more than thirty years.
The little Taoist boy on duty led him into the side hall. Pu Shiru knelt on his knees and knelt before his master.
Peng Dingyue was sitting on the sweeping cloud couch, holding Tie Ruyi in his hand, eyes slightly closed, waving his hand to wake up his apprentice, and asked: "Why are you in such a hurry?"
Pu Shiru told the story about the appearance of the Bian sisters and Wei Shiqi in the inner city. Peng Dingyue said calmly: "Master has known about this for a long time. Wei Shiqi is a disciple of Kunlun and the leader's guest. You have handled it very well. Don't bother with him."
Pu Shiru hesitated and said: "Master, why did he specifically ask about Cheng Hou? Is there really something fishy about that piece of ancient jade?"
Peng Dingyue laughed dumbly and said, "Do you know Cheng Hou's origin?"
Pu Shiru whispered: "But the time of death?"
Peng Dingyue said: "Wei Shiqi recognized him before he died. I don't know how much effort Chenghou put into hiding his true face, but he still saw through it at a glance. The instinct of a beast should not be underestimated!"
"Over there at Fenglei Palace..."
"Don't worry about it, just let him be."
"Yes." Pu Shiru withdrew. As he closed the door, he faintly heard the master saying, "Every drink, every peck, has a certain number."
He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.
