Lie Ping Hei Lian was promoted by being a salted fish

Thirty hidden pearls are easy, although expensive.

But in such a black market, people don’t care about the price, they only look at the goods.

If you see something you like and there are competitors competing for it, the one with the highest bid will win.

If you can't even take out thirty hidden beads, then you are really not qualified to enter.

However, the difficulty lies in leaving a spiritual mark!
Sheng Hongyi's spiritual mark is a black lotus, which is a bit eye-catching.

Moreover, at present, there are at least two groups of people looking for her outside. Who knows if there will be any "interested person" in this place who will leak her identity?
"Hurry up! What are you doing?"

Sheng Hongyi hesitated for just a moment before being scolded by the person at the door.

Sheng Hongyi looked over through the cloak and saw that the two men were staring at her, their expressions were impatient and inquiring, and it was obvious that they had some suspicions!

She quickly made up her mind, and pointed the fingertips of her left hand toward her forehead, drawing a black shadow from there!

It was such a seemingly simple action, but a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on Sheng Hongyi's face under the cloak.

Whether you can enter the land today depends on this one move.

She said nothing, letting the black shadow fall from her fingertips onto the book.

The shape of the lotus slowly emerged.

Although the lotus appeared clearly visible, the aura it emitted was very chaotic.

It seems to have the aura of Buddha and demon, but also a spooky ghostly air?
Not only was the smell wrong and chaotic, but the lotus was also not growing well, looking a little crooked, thin and lonely.

Originally, when the two leaders saw the lotus mark, their eyebrows raised in unison and they looked at each other. The suspicion in their eyes was even stronger than at the beginning, and there was even a hint of vigilance.

The complex changes in his eyes were extremely fast, but were caught by Sheng Hongyi, who was prepared and paying close attention.

Sheng Hongyi thought, is that really the case? The Lotus people don't seem to be very welcome here!

It seems that this place is not as simple as she had thought before.

It’s hard to say who is behind this.

Maybe they are the demons, maybe they have some connection with the witches, or maybe it is the hatred left by the lotus clan outside after their many evil deeds.

With the way they behave, if God wants to destroy them, he must first make them crazy.

Sheng Hongyi felt that even if she didn't deal with them, they were already on the verge of death.

Huh? A messenger of God?
How do we know whether this "messenger of God" is a good way to save lives, or a drumbeat to hasten death?
The mark had completely taken shape. The two men stared at it for a while and confirmed that it was correct. Their faces showed disdain that was not hidden at all:

"Well, come in!"

Sheng Hongyi finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

If she was stopped at the door, although she felt she could find a way to escape, she would not be able to buy what she wanted, and it would not be good to cause trouble.

If Sheng Hongyi was alone, she would have no fear at all.

Of course, now, she is not alone, and when she acts, she will also consider Peng Lian, Bai Lian and others.

As for Wuxiang, he still exists in Yanlian's mouth. She has no impression of him, so she only takes him into consideration when considering Bailian's situation. As for the rest, they have no relationship.

These concerns gave Sheng Hongyi a new experience. Although she also had concerns in the wasteland continent, when she was away from home, her concerns were safely under the protection of the sect and family, and she had no worries at all.

As for her senior brother, he was someone who was on equal footing with her and could even guide her, so she didn't need to worry too much.

Things are different now. Sheng Hongyi has become more delicate and cautious. When she needs to be cautious, she will think more and will not move forward blindly or act rashly.

This thing called the imprint of spiritual consciousness really cannot be faked.

Especially under someone's nose.

Therefore, she has no way to change the true nature of Lotus.

Therefore, we have to find another way.

Sheng Hongyi tampered with the aura of the spiritual mark.

Fortunately, there is more than just the two-headed lotus type of lotus monster, and the lotus monster bloodline is not a rare bloodline.

What's even more fortunate is that Sheng Hongyi already has Buddha's energy and demonic energy is also growing in his body.

Just like she was in the wasteland continent, Taoism, demons, Buddhas, monsters and ghosts were no barriers to her.

Therefore, she had an idea and imbued her spiritual mark with these auras.

In this world, the more mixed the aura, the lower the bloodline.

The black lotus was only half a plant and looked a little thin.

A lotus monster like this, with a chaotic aura and a thin soul, represents a hopeless future.

However, if the black lotus has pure bloodline, others will find it special.

And now this kind of color will only make people feel that it is the result of being stained by multiple mixed auras.

The spiritual marks of those "untouchables" born in the lower class are mostly of this dark color.

In this way, the two gatekeepers thought they saw through everything and completely dispelled their doubts about her.

Sheng Hongyi successfully entered the ground square.

Here, people are covering their faces everywhere.

She sniffed gently. Even though she couldn't see the face, Sheng Hongyi could still recognize a lot of things based on the breath.

A few days ago, she was fortune-telling on the street every day. The street was a mixed crowd, and Sheng Hongyi took the opportunity to identify the aura of many races.

In addition to all kinds of demons and monsters, especially the people from the fifteen tribes in the alien realm, she pays special attention to them whenever she sees them.

Sheng Hongyi walked and looked around.

Those stall owners were also hiding their bodies. Some of their stalls were selling herbs and the like, some were selling minerals and other items, and some were openly displaying magic pills. Could this really be attributed to their skill and courage?
Are you really not afraid of being discovered, robbed, causing trouble, or being sought after for revenge?

Sheng Hongyi was quite amazed. It was really worth coming to this place. It would be good to broaden her horizons.

The Alien Territory belongs to an ancient land, and contains many things that have long disappeared from the Wasteland Continent.

From the energy of heaven and earth to those natural and naturally grown spiritual herbs and minerals, there were a few things that Sheng Hongyi could barely identify from the book, and they could be matched.

But for most of them, Sheng Hongyi couldn't even remember her name.

However, Sheng Hongyi just looked at these and did not have any intention of taking them for herself.

She knew very well that here, even the body belonged to Hei Lian at this time, and she, Sheng Hongyi, actually did not belong here at all.

Sheng Hongyi cannot even decide her own ending, let alone these material possessions?

Just look at them and broaden your horizons; you can’t take them away anyway.

Along the way, in addition to these "clear" things, there are also some stalls with words such as "please inquire for details, price negotiable" written on them.

This made Sheng Hongyi confused.

These are really irresponsible, aren't they?
Without leaving any useful information, what kind of business is this person doing?

Is there some secret code that she doesn't know?
Sheng Hongyi had just arrived and didn't understand all this. Although she complained in her heart, she didn't make a fuss or look around.

But I saw people sitting down at stalls like this one.

Sheng Hongyi deliberately slowed down her pace and paid attention to this side.

The buyer's voice was androgynous and very low, and he asked directly:

"Strange grass?"

The stall owner shook his head.

The man stood up and went to the next such stall.

Sheng Hongyi understood. So he was waiting for the guests to ask questions?
She paused and followed suit, sitting in the seat that man had just sat in.

The stall owner looked back at her without saying a word.

Sheng Hongyi also lowered her voice. It really sounded very different from her usual clear and pure voice. She tried:
"Blood of beasts above level five."

The stall owner shook his head.

"A demon pill of level five or above."

The stall owner shook his head again. "Cinnabar."

The stall owner nodded and spoke for the first time, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

"Fifty dark pearls and one ounce."

Sheng Hongyi: “…Deal!”

"I want ten taels!"

Sheng Hongyi gritted her teeth. This was really expensive, but cinnabar was almost indispensable for drawing talismans.

Although Sheng Hongyi has drawn talismans in the air many times in recent years, there is still a difference between the talismans drawn with spiritual power and those mixed with cinnabar.

Especially for high-level talismans, if Sheng Hongyi wants to draw the best talismans, he finds that he needs top-quality cinnabar.

Cinnabar is like the bones, skin, blood and flesh of a talisman. It can change, but without the bones, the talisman can still be made, but it lacks the most important thing.

Only talismans drawn with cinnabar mixed in can unleash the talisman's full power.

Unfortunately, high-quality cinnabar is hard to find.

Last time, the cinnabar that Pang Lian got for himself was only a mere two taels, and the quality was mediocre.

It's okay to draw ordinary talismans, but it's not enough to draw high-quality talismans.

The stall owner stretched out his hand from his sleeve, revealing a small black storage bag:
“Inspect the goods!”

Sheng Hongyi took the storage bag, probed it with her spiritual sense, and her face was slightly flushed with surprise.

No wonder Sheng Hongyi was so happy. What is the quality of this cinnabar?

"Anything else? Twenty taels?"

The stall owner refused without hesitation:
"Gone."

Sheng Hongyi: "..."

The stall owner seems to have a weird temper and seems adamant about nothing.

I saw the stall owner glance at the storage bag containing cinnabar and reached forward with his hand.

Sheng Hongyi retracted her hand, fearing that it would not be sold.

Well, ten taels is ten taels, it’s actually enough.

She took out the money and placed it on the table next to the stall owner.

The stall owner took a look and took the money back.

Sheng Hongyi successfully took the cinnabar.

Now that she had cinnabar, her heart became more lively:

"talisman paper."

When she said these two words, she lowered her voice even more and stared at the stall owner's face.

Because of the witch clan, talisman paper is almost a taboo in the alien realm.

However, things are different here.

But this time, the stall owner's expression was still normal, his eyes were as calm as dead water, without any ripples.

…It didn’t respond at all.

Sheng Hongyi: "..."

what happened?

She instinctively felt that something was wrong. Wasn't it worth even bothering to take an eye on such a taboo item?
Sheng Hongyi remained expressionless, just looking at the stall owner quietly without moving his eyes away.

The two looked at each other, and although there was a cloak between them, it seemed as if they were confronting each other in the air.

After a long time, Sheng Hongyi felt that it was about the time of an incense stick. Just when Sheng Hongyi felt a little cold on her back, she began to think, otherwise, it is better to have less trouble. If this place doesn't want me, there will be other places that will. At worst, I can just go to another place. That's when she wanted to leave.

I don't know if the stall owner thought the same and gave in first, or if he did it because Sheng Hongyi had just spent a lot of money, so he suddenly spoke:
"The guest has overstepped his bounds."

"According to the rules of the land market, you can't ask for details more than three times before buying something."

"Violators will be expelled from the land."

Sheng Hongyi suddenly realized that there were such rules.

"…I'm new here, please forgive me, stall owner."

The situation is stronger than the person, Sheng Hongyi admitted his mistake quickly.

The stall owner made a gesture to see the customer off and stopped talking.

Sheng Hongyi stood up and didn't stay any longer. She knew that the stall owner had already been lenient towards her.

She bowed to the stall owner again to express her gratitude, then turned around and left without any reluctance.

However, there was a look of doubt on her face, which was hidden by the cloak.

This stall owner actually hid himself very well.

The clothes he wore and the scarf he carried both had the function of concealing his breath.

Even in the local area, it is one of the best. Even with Sheng Hongyi's sensitivity to scent, she could hardly detect a trace of it.

But, only “almost”.

Just as it raised its hand to see the guest off, Sheng Hongyi still caught a trace of its leaked breath.

The breath was fleeting, but very familiar.

This sense of familiarity was also very subtle. Sheng Hongyi couldn't remember when she had come into contact with this kind of aura.

In addition to the breath, what bothered Sheng Hongyi the most were those eyes.

Those eyes were so powerful that even through the cloak, Sheng Hongyi felt that its eyes could really see through the cloak and could see her face and expression clearly.

Although Sheng Hongyi changed her appearance before leaving the inn and going to Difang, she still felt "uncomfortable" about being seen by others.

Who is it?
Sheng Hongyi couldn't remember.

She remembered why she sat down just now.

Perhaps, in addition to curiosity, a big reason was because those eyes gave her an instinctive familiarity.

Otherwise, given her cautious nature, she would probably have to visit a few more stores before asking to buy or sell cinnabar, talisman paper and the like.

She stood up and walked several feet away when she suddenly heard light footsteps behind her.

Sheng Hongyi frowned and turned her head, holding the Tiandi Zhu in her hand hidden in her sleeve, ready to go.

She was puzzled. Could it be that she was robbed as soon as she arrived?
She asked herself without revealing her identity.

Although cinnabar is a bit expensive, it is of very little use in the alien realm. Who would want to rob for it?
Or, has she been targeted by some enemy without knowing it?

She turned around and stopped, looking at the person who came. The person also stopped, keeping a distance of about ten steps from her. It was the stall owner just now.

Sheng Hongyi narrowed her eyes, full of vigilance and consideration, and spoke in a normal tone:
"What? The stall owner decided to take my business?"

The stall owner spoke very quickly this time:

"No, I just want to introduce you to a stall owner who has what you want. What do you think?"

After hearing what it said, Sheng Hongyi felt amused and alert at the same time. The change in its attitude was too obvious.

Why?

Arrogant at first but respectful later, or is there another purpose?

She glanced at those eyes again, and after a while, she finally nodded:

"Ok."

The sudden cheerfulness startled the stall owner. Was she not afraid of anything?
I can't believe that such a rebellious person can be so bold?

"please."

(End of this chapter)