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Chapter 148: Zen Pure Land, King Hun Tian, Jiangyin Black Market, once traveled thousands of miles to seek a title!
The night is full of color.

The lights in the dojo street are bright.

This day.

The plaque of "Top Gym Player" was once again hung high.

From then on, the reputation of Jiangyin Prefecture's 'Tian Dao Dojo' rose and fell three times, and after decades of ups and downs, it still remained where it is today.

Three generations in a row.

Never stopped.

Looking at the shadow of the young man who followed the 'Marquis's daughter' away.

The last seat is in Fengyun Gym.

The owner of the hall, Feng Hao, looked at the apprentices from Anning County and his eldest disciple Feng Zhengming, and was silent for a long time.

"You have all been to An Ning before. Do you have any friendship with this Ji Ji Pavilion Master?"

Several people looked at each other.

Feng Zhengming looked embarrassed:
"Master, when you were working for the pharmacy a while ago, I offended this person because I served as a bodyguard for the grandson of the pharmacy owner."

His words made Feng Hao's face change immediately. His white eyebrows were slightly angry and he pressed his palm:
"What did your master teach you? I have just become a master and I need to gain a firm foothold in the city. Only then will I have the opportunity to 'establish a school' in the future."

"At this time, you must learn to be both good and cautious, and never offend anyone!"

"We have a small foundation and can't withstand the ups and downs, but you came without saying anything and something big happened?"

"Why didn't I ever listen to you before you came back?"

This person had never been in the mansion before, but he caused such a big stir and was even related to the Beicang Marquis Mansion.

Feng Zhengming's mouth twitched, and he complained in his heart.

Besides, didn’t you always say that the pharmacy has been in business for a hundred years, and that old man Huang Ai is a well-traveled hero with connections all over the prefectures and states?

As long as we climb up this big tree, our dojo will be able to gain a foothold on this dojo street. Let me make good friends with his grandson.

But who knew that the wind direction would change so quickly!

Feng Zhengming's forehead was covered with sweat. He was thinking about how to reply to his master when he suddenly looked to the side and saw a few people from Anning County. He suddenly had an idea:
"Master, the descendants of the three bosses in Anning County, Mr. Lu, Miss Lu, and Miss Wei, are all friends with the Master Ji!"

"The guy who just stepped onto the gym street said hello to me. Do you remember?"

The old man in green with sharp eyes came back to his senses immediately after hearing these words.

Then he looked at Lu Yu and the others who had only glanced at them and were only planning to train them as ordinary apprentices, and his eyes lit up.

Even his eagle-like eyebrows and eyes softened a little:
"well!"

"Lu Yu, Lu Hongyu, Wei Zhi, Xu Heng, right?"

"From today on, you are my direct disciples, Feng Hao, and are qualified to receive the secret teachings of the Fengyun Dojo!"

what?
There were a few people who had not yet recovered from the aftermath of Ji Xiu’s actions.

Hearing Feng Hao waving his hand and directly raising the status of several people, Lu Yu and others were greatly stunned.

Before they came, the Master Feng of Fengyun Dojo had only given them a chance to enter the city and become apprentices.

This is because their fathers joined the Fengyun Society and provided him with money. Otherwise, they would not even have this qualification.

The result is a flash
Just because he knew Ji Xiu and had a friendship with him, he was promoted directly from an ordinary disciple to a true disciple! ?

There were a few people who originally did not have a deep understanding of Ji Xiu's current status.

Suddenly, I realized the clear gap between us.

Lu Hongyu was the first to be dazed.

I can still vaguely remember how Ji Xiu looked in such an awkward situation when he was first raised from a horse slave and had no place to live, eventually settling down in a kiln.

How long has it been?

It turns out that I tried my best to cross the threshold, but in the end, I can only see your back?

This is the gap between the mediocre and the gifted.
"Xiaoyu, Hongyu, when you have some free time, go to the storehouse in the museum and take two plants that are cultivated with 'spiritual soil'. They are considered spiritual medicines. Put them in a box and give them to Master Ji as a gift. Let's chat about family matters."

"We all come from the same place. We are unfamiliar with the place, so we help each other and build relationships."

Feng Hao had no idea of the mixed feelings in the hearts of these people.

He only saw the strong plasticity in Ji Xiu.

Such a person, now only wins the favor of this princess and becomes a retainer, but what if he becomes a prominent figure and wins the favor of that marquis?

Once you climb up the big tree of the Marquis' Mansion, it's hard to say for sure.

Among those thirty-six trades, how did the top nine get started?
Aren't they all, more or less, some with connections in a certain state, or are white gloves under some branch of Zhenzong?

Even though he is not presentable, he can still build such a huge family business in a prefecture.
If it really gets close, it will be a disaster.

If we lose the fight, we will only lose three or two spiritual herbs. Although it will be painful, it is not unacceptable.

If you win the fight
Their Fengyun Gym may be moved a little forward.

Feng Hao narrowed his eyes, looked at the eternal lamps lit on both sides, swaying in the night wind, and thought in his mind.

And at the end of the gym street.

Chang Panshi of the Water and Fire Dojo looked at the disciple Du Yan, whom he had personally trained, and saw that he could no longer open his immortal robe. Even with the spiritual hammer, he could not move the young man at all. He was completely furious.

And one side.

Zhou Changming from Zixia Gym looked at the Tiandao Gym with red eyes and his teeth were almost broken.

He ordered his disciples to carry the mantle that they had carefully cultivated but ended up destroying into the sect, and clenched his fists:
"Two, this is the second one!"

The two true disciples from his dojo both fell into the hands of this brat!

Previously, because of Duan Chenzhou’s incident, the four masters from the two banks and two halls went there together with their true teachings, but one of them was crippled.

现在
Because of the fight of pride in the Gym Street, another one was defeated!
For a fairy robe like this, which is sure to be produced by everyone, can only a few be produced in a gym?
They are all the true talents that will be passed on to the school in the future!

One by one, they were all wasted in the hands of this kid, which was equivalent to more than ten years of hard work and resources going to waste.
"He thinks that he can turn things around by relying on the princess!?"

"A retainer position in a marquis's mansion is not even worthy of the Marquis of Bei Cang's eyes. How can he expect to sit back and relax?"

"dream!"

Zhou Changming's entire body was filled with purple energy that dispersed the clouds.

The faces of several gym masters on the side changed slightly.

Chang Panshi, who was backed by the "Suihuoliao" school, felt resentful, but his disciple was not seriously injured and would recover after resting for a period of time, so he kept silent.

Zhou Baima, the master of Quanshan Dojo who was backed by the Three Fists Mountain, couldn't help but speak:
"Brother Zhou, what are you going to do?"

This originally elegant old man now had a cold look in his eyes:

"Did we really join the 'Tian Dao School' just for this plaque on the gym street?"

This statement came out.

On the left and right sides, there were six mountain-level avenue halls, and all the masters were silent.

"It's because the ancestor behind the scenes intends to get involved in the 'Golden Ao Island' and the 'title inheritance' that the Heavenly Sword School is suspected to have!"

"A lean camel is bigger than a horse. A small piece of debris from the crack of the Sword Dao Ancestor Temple has floated to Jiangyin Prefecture, which is enough to stir up a huge storm."

"We are about to succeed. At this time, the Heaven Sword School is still in good fortune. If another 'Wang Xuanyang' appears, perhaps in a few decades, the entire Jiangyin Prefecture will be under pressure again."

"I just don't believe that you ancestors can tolerate this!"

"What's more, the competition for the disciples of the Dragon Elephant Sect is in full swing in the three prefectures. If the one who has received the true teachings of the Jiangyin Prefecture sect can win the competition, he can get the favor of the Dragon Elephant Martial Saint."

"Wang Xuanyang is nothing!"

He curled his fingers into claws and looked fierce.

"But the ancestors haven't spoken, the sect hasn't made any moves, and now Ji Xiu has the support of the Marquis' Mansion, what role can you play alone?"

Zhou Baima of Quanshan Dojo frowned.

"If I don't do anything, there are plenty of places where I can do it!"

Zhou Changming sneered:
"you."

"Have you forgotten that you were once called Zhenzong Daozi, but you were defeated in the place where you died?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's face turned pale:

"You mean"

Under Jiangyin Prefecture, or rather, not just "Jiangyin Prefecture", there is a force that does not belong to any school or family, called the "black market".

No one knows who built this place. Even though the Lord of the Palace and the generals stationed there have racked their brains to eradicate this cancer, there is no trace of it and they can only give up helplessly.

In here, you can see all the "things" you want, provided that you have silver, pure gold, or even rare treasures from heaven and earth of corresponding value!

This even includes human lives!
The conditions for entering the black market are also extremely harsh.

Not only do you need an invitation, but you also have to use a special method, wear a corresponding mask, and enter at a special time. Ordinary people are not qualified.

"This kid has offended so many people, it might be normal for him to be offered a reward of a thousand gold coins one day."

"Who knows."

Zhou Changming's words were firm and his eyes were deep.

Pharmacy!

The candlelight flickers, and the mist is lingering.

"Sir, that's it."

"That kid has connections in the Northern Pacification Office, and the commander of the prefecture, Gu Baichuan, personally guaranteed him. The kid from the jade and embroidery shop, as well as the wine shop, all came forward as witnesses."

"No matter how much we frame him, we can't put him in jail."

Huang Ai leaned on the couch, smoking the 'Pure Land Bliss Cream', and seemed to be immersed in the imaginary beauty. Hearing the waiter's report, he took out a copper and iron mask from his side with drooping eyelids:
"If the open way doesn't work, then let's do it secretly."

"You can't kill him with rules"

"But in this city, there are many shameful things going on."

"I have to go out for a while."

"By the way, how is the mass production and sale of 'Pure Land Paste', which will be distributed by the pharmacy, going?"

Upon hearing this, the waiter lowered his head quickly:
"Master, the 'Pure Land' Zen Mahayana Wuxiang Temple has sent several branches of the 'Three Hundred Temples' to Jiangyin to cooperate with you."

"all the best."

After listening, Huang Ai said "hmm" and nodded:

"I have lived my whole life, and neither my own son nor my grandson has survived. I have to rely on this thing to keep myself alive."

"Da Xuan has been fighting against the heretics for hundreds of years, but he has not been able to suppress them. And these are just the 'Tao soldiers and Buddha soldiers'. I have never seen many real Buddhas behind them."

"From this we can see that the Pure Land's magical powers are very vast."

"Being able to rely on one of the Zen sects can be considered as leaving a way out."

After saying this, he put on a mask, took a letter of invitation, and left Huang's house at three quarters after noon.

Fishing trip.

Chen Jing knocked on the table and looked at the warrior sitting opposite him in the room. He was full of energy and looked like a dragon or an elephant. He suddenly spoke:
"Three Heavenly Kings, what are you doing here so late at night?"

Hearing this, the person sitting opposite chuckled:
"Brother, why do we have to be so distant with each other?"

"Brother, ever since his physical body fell, he has turned to the cultivation of 'Ghost Immortal' over the years and has almost succeeded. It won't take long for him to dominate the entire Eastern Cang Sea and be worthy of a title, such as 'Ghost Immortal True Man'."

“By then, the name of ‘Carrying out Justice on Behalf of Heaven, Hun Tian Shui Bo’ will be resounding once again. Not to mention Wang Xuanyang, even if the Dragon Elephant Martial Saint who suppressed the three prefectures came, he would not be able to cure him!”

"I came here this time just to ask."

"The kid who killed our tenth brother, stole the seventh brother's net, used it to restore his vitality, and almost transformed into a 'auspicious' treasure fish."

"I heard that you failed? In that case, do we need to take action?"

As soon as these words came out, the muscles and ribs of this "Three Heavenly Kings" suddenly swelled, and the energy channels in his whole body became vigorous. He had the strength of a dragon and an elephant, and he almost could destroy mountains.

Chen Jing frowned and took out a mask, then spoke:

"I appreciate the kindness of the Three Heavenly Kings."

"But this is the capital city. If you are caught by Luo Daocheng..."

"It's easy to get in, but it may not be that easy to get out."

In response, the Three Kings just smiled and said nothing:

"No matter how crazy Luo is, how long can he be crazy?"

"The great revenge of the warship crashing into the water"

"I'll report it to him sooner or later."

"Since you are so sure, I won't bother you any more. My brother needs a lot of living souls to practice Ghost Immortal. Don't forget to go to the old place!"

His blood boiled, he stood up, patted Chen Jing who was sitting upright, and jumped out of the window.

Chen Jing kept a straight face for a long time.

Thief of the sky.
It's a double-edged sword.

When needed, he was ordered to stay at the Badong Ferry. No one in the sea dared to provoke him, the weather was good, and he accumulated a great reputation.

Both the obvious and the hidden can be handled clearly.

But
Once you get on board this boat, you realize that it’s not so easy to get off.

Chen Jing exhaled lightly, put on the mask, and walked out of the house at three quarters after noon.

Jiangyin Prefecture, southwest corner.

The 'Abandoned Ghost Water' dock, a waterway obscured by a formation.

Through special means, you can pass through this door and see the other side is brightly lit.

There were quaint shops lined up on both sides, selling all kinds of rare treasures, spirit fish talismans, and even secret martial arts books, some of which were in pieces.

It was as if through the abandoned passage, one arrived at the bizarre world on the other side.

This is the Jiangyin 'black market'.

Every day, the entrance to this place is changed. It is said that this method is related to the "boundary gate" method connected to the mirage of the outside world, which is extremely unpredictable.

At the end of this black market road, there is a stone archway called "Gate of Hell".

In front of you is an ancient building with flying eaves and pointed corners, which is the famous "Golden Den" with a huge reward.

There are many masked "bounty seekers" and "ghostwriters" wearing knives and swords. They all spend huge sums of money to collect debts and take lives, or accept bounties and earn rewards.

at this time.

third floor.

On an incense table, a reward notice was quietly hanging.

[Name: Ji Xiu]

[Reward: One earth treasure, one spiritual weapon, one spiritual fish, five hundred taels of red gold.]

【Cultivation: Skin Refining Outer Gang Realm.】

[Chen Jing from the fishing business, Huang Ai from the pharmacy, Zhou Changming from the Zixia Dojo, and others jointly offer a reward. 】

A woman sat on the table, gently picked up the reward list, and raised her lips:
"The bounty on a mere Li Guan warrior is comparable to that of a Wulou level master."

"These people really think highly of him."

Beside the woman, the branch leader, who was wearing a black robe and a jade pendant with the inscription "Black Market Master", was sweating profusely:

"Master, how about I withdraw from him?"

The black market owner looked cautiously at the woman who had entered the black market not long ago.

Even though her martial arts level is extremely low.

but.
But she took out a token that only the owner of the "black market" could possess!

And the pioneer once said
Those who hold his orders are as if he were present in person!

It was just a prefecture-level black market in a corner of Jiangyin, so naturally they didn't dare to disobey such an order.

"How many people took this order?"

Jiang Li tapped his fingers.

The black market helmsman uttered a "hmm" and thought to himself:

"There are already more than a dozen Disha-level and even three Tiangang-level ghostwriters who have started to think about this."

"Given this kid's weight, I'm afraid he'll be hard to resist."

He carefully considered his words and reported all the information about the ghostwriters to the person in front of him.

As for the black market, keep everything secret.
Just kidding, that depends on who you are giving it to!
The person in front of her is the owner of the entire black market. What does she want to know? Isn't it just something she can do?

[Tian Anxing: Qi Hai intermediate level, peak cultivation. ]

【identity:】

[Heavenly Sword Star: Mid-level Qi Sea, peak cultivation.]

【identity.】

After going through all the information about these Tiangang and Disha ghostwriters, Jiang Li frowned slightly.

Although these Tiangang-level ghostwriters are not as good as the top-ranked Wu Leaked Warriors, they are still great and have immortal clothes.
If a fatal blow is set up, even Wulou will be defeated!
That kid.
Just as Jiang Li was thinking, she turned to the last identity page.

Then, he saw the last 'Tiangang-level' ghostwriter.

[Heavenly Killer: Duan Chenzhou]

【identity:】

"."

Jiang Li was silent.

He gently closed the bounty sheet and shook his head:

"No need, otherwise it would be bad if it breaks the rules."

"Tell me what happened in these years."

While doing so, she listened to the black market lord of Jiangyin Prefecture talking about some of Daxuan's past events.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel ripples in my heart.

The master accepted the reward from her apprentice. Based on her little knowledge of the warrior named Duan Chenzhou,
Both those who offer the bounty and those who receive it will probably be in trouble.

original
Is it possible to have this kind of 'black eating black' game in this black market?
Learned a lot.

Jiangyin, Beicanghou Mansion.

The mansion is located in the core of Jiangyin Prefecture. The vermilion lacquered gate is engraved with dragon patterns, and the gate is tall and wide, demonstrating its majesty.

In the night, beams of light were cast, illuminating the towering ancient trees on both sides. Between the branches and leaves, faint buildings with upturned eaves could be seen, emitting faint light.

In front of the gate.

Ji Xiu arrived here with Xiao Mingli and Granny Shi.

Looking up, I see the magnificent plaque that seems to have the charm of a "title" hidden in it.
This is,
The residence of a marquis?
It is indeed extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)