After the abolition of the cold palace, I just want to cultivate immortals

Chapter 48
"If you want to say that the most distinctive thing about our Tianjie is the half-demon, many monks will come here because of this, and fellow Taoists will know it as soon as they meet."

The boy spoke mysteriously and led her into a dead end.

He put his hand on the brick wall at the end, and saw that the brick wall parted on both sides to reveal a gap of a person's width. The young man signaled Lu Qiyun to go in first, "This is the entrance to the black market auction."

The black market is not uncommon, probably because of the conventions of each market, and some things that are not visible are basically sold and traded in the black market.

There are many and complicated ways to make money in the black market. In a word, everything you want is sold by someone.

Lu Qiyun raised her eyebrows and walked through the psychedelic formation of the brick wall.The scenery in front of him changed instantly, and the crowd inside was buzzing with excitement.

The young man shook his tail, stood two steps behind Lu Qiyun and introduced: "The death match is to the west, the grocery street is to the east, and the building to the south is today's highlight—the auction."

"Oh?"

The entrance fee for Xilou Auction is [-] spirit stones. Lu Qiyun has never seen it before. She thinks that the black market auction must have a young man who talks about it, so he will focus on introducing it. He came to ask with some interest, "What are the items in the auction?"

The young man let it go, and said with a smile: "The meeting place will open at the time, fellow daoists, please wait patiently, why not go to the death match arena first, and make a bet next time?"

The crowd gathered around the deathmatch field, cheering and cheering endlessly.On the field, a tall and strong man with horns on his head was fighting a petite and nimble cat-eared boy. The half-demon took advantage of his strong body, and the strong man was as strong as a bull. He repeatedly pushed the cat-eared boy into trouble. With agility, he circled around several times, and there were several bloody scars on his body.

"One injection of five spirit stones, who will the fellow Taoist get?"

Immediately stop betting, and the strong man wins more, basically at 1.5:1.

Lu Qiyun placed a bet on the boy with cat ears. The boy was a little surprised, and then said with a smile: "From a friendly perspective, Feifei is a celebrity in the death match, and he has only lost three matches so far."

When the people nearby heard this, they sneered and retorted: "Oh, our Tie Niu has not lost a game, in my opinion, you will lose everything!"

The young man showed embarrassment. Seeing that Lu Qiyun didn't intend to care about it, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. To save face, he said: "The victory or defeat in the death match is also a highlight, and the bet is just to get a good start..."

Before the young man finished speaking, Tie Niu's huge body fell to the ground on the ground. The cat-eared boy stepped on Tie Niu's throat, and his right claw stabbed into Tie Niu's right eye. There was a rancid smell, as if poisoned.

"Not counting! He poisoned again!"

"Pay me the spirit stone!"

"Who stipulated that you can't use poison? The death arena is a life-and-death struggle, and the skills are not as good as people!"

There were shouts and curses in the uproar, winning Lingshi's smile.

The poisoned Tie Niu was taken off the field, and the cat-eared boy disappeared among the crowd with a bunch of spirit stones in his arms.

Lu Qiyun made a small profit of [-] spirit stones, and let the young man hold them directly. The wildly wagging tail revealed his joyful mood. The young man bowed his eyes to thank him, and then asked: "Friends, do you still bet? The next match is also a popular contestant." .”

The deathmatch is a lively one. There must be someone operating behind such a big gambling table.

If you want to get rich by betting, you will lose in the end.

But Mao Er's method of poisoning just now was vicious, others didn't pay attention, but Lu Qiyun saw it clearly.First, he deliberately showed weakness to induce the iron bull to attack, and the poison was hidden in his own flesh and blood, and then carefully calculated the time when the iron bull's poison would be released, and prepared a fatal blow.

"Go to the Grocery Street and have a look."

I haven't seen any exercises for cultivating spiritual consciousness in Fangshi, and it seems that exercises related to spiritual consciousness are relatively rare.

The spiritual consciousness of ordinary monks matches the realm of cultivation, and the effect of refining the gods is negligible. At the same time, it is better to focus on the study of exercises.

Only monks with exceptionally strong spiritual consciousness would look for exercises for cultivating gods. Unfortunately, Liao Mo didn't find them in his storage bag. I don't know what his spiritual consciousness cultivation method is.

Many casual cultivators set up stalls in the grocery street. They can rent a shop with a little Lingshi, and they sell a variety of things. When they saw people queuing up to buy pills, Lu Qiyun crowded over to join in the fun.

The young man looked weird and before he could explain, a fancy civet cat stuffed a pink pill bottle into her hand.

"Fairy's medicine is for you to sing and sing every night, and only five hundred spirit stones are needed!"

The civet cat's black claws stretched out in front of him, Lu Qiyun was stunned, and pulled the corner of his stiff mouth, then looked at the monk next to him who was scrambling for a red face, suddenly understood something, and quickly rushed out of the encirclement with the boy.

"Dao, Fellow Daoist..."

The young man was out of breath, looked up, suppressed a smile and said: "No one among us demon cultivators pays attention to those things. Recreation is a joyful thing in itself, and these fun-enhancing things are very popular."

Saying this with an immature and green face, there is a sense of guilt for abducting a teenager for no reason.

Xiao Jin spat a blister on her shoulder in contempt, and Yin Tuan jumped up and down joyfully, both heartless and heartless looking at her jokes.

Coughing lightly, Lu Qiyun brought up the topic, "I'll go shopping by myself, you can just wait here for me."

With the lessons learned from the past, she is determined not to join in the fun this time. She looks through the rows of stalls, pays attention to various jade slips and books, and when she meets a stall owner who collects things, she sells the useless things in Liao Mo's storage bag. After cleaning, there are almost [-] spirit stones.

Suddenly, Lu Qiyun's gaze stopped on a yellowed book that was thrown into the bamboo basket. The text used in the letter was Gu Zuan, and the manuscript left by Zhou Yan was Gu Zuan. Is there any connection between the two?

Seeing her take the brochure, the stall owner said: "This book was obtained in the ancient Da Neng Cave Mansion. It is only because no one can read the words on the book that the pearl is covered with dust. Fellow Taoists can see it as someone who knows the goods. Fifty Lingshi I give what I love."

She didn't believe a word of the extravagant rhetoric, and she was ashamed to sell her fifty tattered miscellaneous bamboo baskets.

As soon as he put the book back, the stall owner blocked it with his hand and said with a smile, "Thirty, twenty... Hey, don't go, fellow daoist, five spirit stones!"

After giving the five spirit stones, the stall owner said with heartache: "Fellow Taoist has a destiny with this book, so I reluctantly parted with it. This is really an ancient thing. I am at a loss!"

Lu Qiyun was quite speechless, to be a qualified stall owner not only needs good eloquence, but also has rich expressions.

Put the booklet back into the bracelet. On the cover is written the word "Forging God", and the following words are blurred.I don't know what kind of animal skin the book is made of. It has excellent toughness to the touch, and is not afraid of water and fire. It should be a higher-level animal skin than ligers.

It looks like a book related to spiritual consciousness, and I will take a closer look when I go back.

The auction has started.

The young man was still waiting in front of the auction building, "Fellow Daoist is here, did you find something you like? There are so many auction items today, why don't you fellow Daoists come and see them?"

"Alright."

The young man came over with two jade tokens, "This is the number of the auction. When you see the lot you like, you can use this token to hand over the spirit stone. No guest fee will be charged for any lot that is auctioned."

There were a lot of people coming to the auction, so Lu Qiyun chose a room in the upstairs corner, and the waiter served tea and snacks, and then presented an auction booklet.

(End of this chapter)