Yuantian Pidao

Chapter 114: New Corpse Taoist
In mid-March, the sun shone on the earth, and Yanhui Island, located in the upper reaches of the Qingyuan River, welcomed the long-awaited bustle.

The flood broke out and the entire Qingyuan County was affected. Yanhui Island was naturally no exception. However, because it was protected by a large formation, there was no need to worry about any problems. However, the flood swept in all directions, and this market town in the middle of the river became deserted.

It was not until today, when the market reopened and an auction was held, that this island in the middle of the river became lively again.

"Is that Yanhui Island?"

Riding the wind, Jiang Chen landed on a big tree and looked out at Yanhui Island. His eyes moved slightly. Even though he was still far away, he could vaguely feel the strong spiritual power fluctuations emanating from Yanhui Island, which were traces of the formation operating.

"It's said that when Fu Ling San Ren traveled to Qingyuan County, he encountered the Lu family ancestor on this small island. They immediately hit it off and agreed to a painting competition. Fu Ling San Ren painted a picture of birds returning to their nests, which attracted a flock of swallows to return. The Lu family ancestor was so impressed that he threw down his brush and admitted defeat, and gave this island in the middle of the river to Fu Ling San Ren as his place to stay."

"Later, Fuling Sanren transformed the island, eventually forming the current Yanhui Island."

As his thoughts wandered, all kinds of information about Yan Hui Island emerged in Jiang Chen's mind.

Yanhui Island has the largest market in Qingyuan County. Although Fuling Sanren is the nominal leader, the three major families and the county magistrate's office are actually involved. To some extent, Fuling Sanren is more like a representative pushed forward by all parties after mutual compromise.

Various forces are intertwined in Qingyuan County. Whether it is the County Magistrate's Office representing the court or the Lu family, which is a local tyrant, it is difficult to convince all parties to open this kind of market. On the contrary, Fu Lingsanren, a casual cultivator, is more acceptable to all parties. Only with the joint support of all forces can the Yanhui Island market reach its current scale. Otherwise, the problem of robbery cultivators alone is enough to kill a market.

"I hope I can have a good harvest this time, but I have to change my identity before that."

"The Lu family has been in quite a mess recently, and I, the leader of the Taiping Sect, need to keep a low profile."

As his thoughts turned, Jiang Chen took out two skins from the storage bag, one was the skin of an iron corpse demon, and the other was human skin.

Buzz, the skin-covering technique was activated, and the iron corpse demon skin was added to Jiang Chen's body. His appearance and aura changed instantly.

"A cultivator's control over the demon skin can be seen from their appearance. Under normal circumstances, once a cultivator uses the power of the demon skin, their appearance will more or less reveal demonic characteristics. However, when a cultivator has complete control over the demon skin, this abnormality can be suppressed."

Lowering his eyes, a corpse fire naturally emerged. Looking at his pale, sharp palms, an idea flashed through Jiang Chen's hands.

The next moment, his claws retracted and he returned to his original appearance, while the corpse fire in his palm was still swaying.

"The nature of the Iron Corpse Demon Skin is not high. It's not surprising that I can completely subdue it with my current strength."

Shaking his head, Jiang Chen restrained his strength and then turned his gaze to the human skin. Like the Iron Corpse Demon skin, this human skin was also left by the Corpse Taoist.

"The Corpse Daoist is very solitary, concentrating on refining corpses. He rarely interacts with outsiders. Most importantly, he has taken bullying the weak and fearing the strong to the extreme. He never provokes powerful people, and he always takes the weak to the extreme, leaving no room for hidden dangers."

Thinking of the various actions of the corpse Taoist, Jiang Chen covered himself with his skin.

In an instant, a new corpse Taoist was born, with an old face and a cold and tyrannical aura. Unless someone was very familiar with the corpse Taoist, few people would be able to tell that this was not the corpse Taoist.

The demon skins conflict with each other. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a cultivator to wear two demon skins at the same time. However, human skin is just a mask and does not have any power, so naturally there is no so-called conflict.

"No one should bother me in my current state."

Playing the whole act, Jiang Chen transformed into the corpse Taoist priest. With a wave of his sleeve, he took out the bamboo sedan chair that the corpse Taoist priest had once used. A moment later, the two zombies carried the sedan chair over mountains and rivers, approaching Yanhui Island. Jiang Chen leaned against the sedan chair, draped in a black robe, his pockmarked face full of indifference, and his whole body exuded an aura of keeping strangers away.

Seeing Jiang Chen behaving like this, normal cultivators quietly moved away. Even those who disliked evil cultivators only secretly spitted in their hearts and then did not show any extra expression. In Qingyuan County, or in the entire Nanjing Country, there was no force that took it as its mission to slay demons and hate evil.

Under such circumstances, Jiang Chen arrived at Yanhui Island without any trouble.

“The spiritual energy isn’t particularly abundant, but it’s certainly lively.”

Putting away the bamboo sedan chair, Jiang Chen walked into the market of Yanhui Island.

The market on Yanhui Island is not very big and is mainly divided into two parts. One part is a place for free trading. All cultivators can choose to set up stalls there to sell items by paying a stall fee. The other part is the shop area.

Most of the people doing business here are family-run forces. Their resource supply is often more stable and their products are more guaranteed. The only downside may be that the prices are more expensive.

"This free trade zone has a wide variety of things, from riverbed stones to first-level spiritual objects, but finding a bargain is incredibly difficult."

After strolling around the free trade zone for a while and satisfying his curiosity, Jiang Chen gave up the idea of ​​finding a bargain.

His perception was definitely stronger than that of the average cultivator, and he had even cultivated the Yin Ling Eye. But even so, after walking around, he did not find any opportunities to pick up bargains. Most of the so-called bargains here were illusions deliberately created by people with ulterior motives, specifically to trick those who wanted to pick up bargains.

It was also because of this that after buying a few small spiritual items that he could use, Jiang Chen left the free trade area and walked into the shop area.

"The Treasure Pavilion is said to be run by independent cultivators, but it's actually backed by the County Magistrate's Office. It has a wide network of connections, and spiritual objects produced in several nearby counties can be found here."

Jiang Chen came to a three-story attic and walked in.

When he left, the unused spiritual objects in the storage bag had disappeared, replaced by a bucket of spiritual sand equivalent to six hundred spiritual stones.

Looking at Jiang Chen's leaving back, the owner of Baibao Pavilion fell into deep thought, as if thinking about something.

"Shopkeeper, this man can actually produce so many spiritual objects. It seems that he has gained a lot of benefits this time. He may have more on him."

Looking at the shopkeeper who was lost in thought, the servant beside him spoke up, his face full of envy. This time when the Qingyuan River was rampaging, many lucky people were born.

After hearing this, the shopkeeper came to his senses and sneered.

"Lucky? His spiritual objects are so diverse and varied that it's impossible for one person to collect them all. He either has a powerful force behind him, or he's killed enough people. Which one do you think he is?"

After leaving a word, the shopkeeper turned and walked into the inner room.

Hearing this, the servant understood what the shopkeeper meant and shuddered.

(End of this chapter)