Looking back, I saw that they were two "acquaintances", but it was Zhuo Yun and Xue Xingchang.
Zhuo Yun was wearing a moon-white gown and holding a folding fan. He looked like a tree standing in the wind, with the air of a handsome young man.
The seller from Ge Laohui said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists didn't even ask about the price. At first glance, he looked like a wealthy man. One bottle costs thirty taels, twelve bottles, three hundred and sixty taels."
Zhuo Yun generously threw hundreds of taels of gold from his storage bag without blinking an eye.
Fortunately, Luo Ning was wearing a mask, otherwise Zhuo Yun would definitely have recognized this former son-in-law of the Xue Mansion.
Didn’t Zhuo Yun take hundreds of poor women to Mount Skull? Why are they here in Ling City again?
While Luo Ning was paying attention to Zhuo Yun, suddenly a low and shocking voice sounded:
"Amitabha, the beautiful corpse in my coffin is the daughter of the governor of Momei County in Yizhou. In front of her was an eighth-grade monk. After her death, I secretly refined it for hundreds of days, and it became an excellent Lotus Corpse Cauldron, which is priced in gold.
Thousand taels!"
When everyone took a look, they saw that the coffin lid had been opened, revealing a naked female body.
The female corpse had black hair like clouds and a graceful figure. It was obviously a corpse, but it was still alive, like a sleeping beauty.
Luo Ning glanced at it and then looked away, feeling so sick that he almost vomited.
It turns out that the daughter the county governor was looking for was not only tortured by the evil monk, but also transformed into a beautiful corpse.
The county guard and Mr. Gu from Yinyue Villa and others failed to catch the evil monk after all.
"Master." Many monks around him saluted the monk wearing a skull crown and a drum hanging from his waist.
There was no way, this lama's cultivation level was at the sixth level, and although he seemed to be seriously injured, it was enough to intimidate the whole crowd. Even a few seventh-level monks also saluted.
Zhuo Yun stared at the corpse with shock.
As one of the four young masters of Mo Mei, he certainly knows Zhang Miaozhen, the daughter of the county governor.
Zhang Miaozhen was also an eighth-grade Taoist cultivator, and he was an old friend. Who would have thought that he would end up like this.
Previously, because she was the daughter of the county governor, this woman was not even looked down upon by him. She was a woman that he could not even get.
Zhuo Yun was filled with emotion and joy, and couldn't help but look at Zhang Miaozhen's body without blinking.
Many monks glanced at the corpse, but Luo Ning smoked a dry pipe and looked at the little fox girl's stall, and happened to meet the fox girl's eyes.
The fox girl looked a little pale at this time, obviously frightened by the evil monk's naked body.
The female nuns present, including the succubus and ghosts, all looked unhappy, but they did not dare to show up, so they could only lower their heads and not look.
"Amitabha!" The evil monk said again, "Forty-seven thousand Buddha Dharma, Dharma is the Tao. This beautiful corpse magic weapon can produce supreme contemplation...Practice with this, you can understand your mind and see your nature...Visualize the goddesses in the eight directions..."
"...Look at her jade body like snow, lotus like stamens, immortal, indestructible, soft and fragrant...isn't she the beautiful corpse Bodhisattva who will save you?"
It is obviously an obscene thing, but what this happy evil monk said is clear and unfathomable.
He looks sinister, but his words are very elegant.
Many people know that he must have had enough fun with this erotic corpse before selling it to others.
The monks of the Yanshi Temple often sell the corpses that are tired of the smell, saying that they have been "consecrated".
But many people also know that such a beautiful corpse is indeed worth a thousand taels of gold in the eyes of those who like it.
"The Master's face cannot be denied," said a Tibetan monk in rich attire, "The treasures of Yanshi Temple are worth this price!"
"I want a thousand taels of gold!"
When Zhuo Yun heard this, he couldn't help but smile.
Sure enough, she was the daughter of the county governor. After her death, she was concocted into a beautiful corpse magic weapon, which is also worth a thousand gold.
What a coincidence, isn't it?
Zhuo Yun's smile fell in Luo Ning's eyes, making Luo Ning even more disgusted.
Luo Ning was too lazy to watch the disgusting scene of trading female corpses. He walked around the Ling City and bought some materials for refining the eighth-grade spiritual talisman.
He can use Zhang Tianshi's talisman powers, but he has not yet refined the talisman.
He needs to refine some talismans to protect Su Chuo, Xi Guan and others.
He didn't have enough money to buy the materials for making talismans, so he could only exchange a few things from Xuan Qian.
He secretly paid attention to the lama and found that the lama was at the little fox girl's stall after selling the corpse.
The little fox girl's stall is full of eighth- and ninth-grade goods, but this monk is a sixth-grade expert. How can he take it seriously?
But when he saw that the little fox girl's face was pale, she was as frightened as a three-year-old child who had lost the protection of her parents. She lost her soul when facing the lama.
But I saw the monk whispering something to the fox girl, but it didn't look like he was buying anything.
After Luo Ning bought the talisman materials, he glanced at Xie Monk and Zhuo Yun, and left Ling City directly.
He did not return the way he came, but planned to go around in a circle and go to Fengtu Mountain to look for the Yangshen Fruit.
If you can't buy it, you have to look for it.
Luo Ning walked dozens of miles in the mountains and saw a white Abba Temple on the nearby towering mountain top. It was a common temple of the Qiang tribe, worshiping the Qiang god ‘Abba Muta’.
This Abba Stone Temple is very big, very dilapidated, very ancient, and quite imposing.
For some reason, Luo Ning felt that this place was a bit familiar, strangely familiar.
Luo Ning was lost in thought when suddenly Ling Daozhu felt a twinge of fear.
"Huh?" Luo Ning was suddenly surprised. Could it be that there is something in this ancient and abandoned Qiang temple that can sense the Ling Daozhu?
Luo Ning channeled the true meaning of Zhang Tianshi's character, used the invisibility spell to become invisible, and slowly approached Abba's temple.
This Abba temple is actually empty, except for the stone statue of Abba muta in the main hall. The statue is extremely old.
The main hall is large and extremely empty, but you can still see the grandeur of the past.
There must have been a powerful Qiang tribe near here a long time ago, but with the demise of the tribe, this huge Abba temple also fell into ruins in the mountains.
A strange feeling of familiarity came over, and Luo Ning suddenly felt a little inexplicably excited.
"What exactly is going on?"
The closer you get to the statue, the more intense the throbbing of Ling Daozhu becomes.
No, it’s not a statue of a god!
Luo Ning sensed carefully, he walked around the statue and looked under the shrine. Under the shrine, there was a person sitting cross-legged.
The feeling that made Ling Daozhu throb came from this person!
This has never happened before!
Luo Ning's hair stood on end. He immediately activated Yun Jiutian's wind escape technique without even thinking about it.
But before Yun Jiutian's character possessed the spirit, he heard a beautiful yet gloomy voice:
"Are you the Lord of Lingdao Yangzhu? You are finally back here. I have been waiting for you for forty-nine days."
When Luo Ning heard this, he seemed to have been restrained by someone and stood frozen in place.
Ling Daozhu was his biggest secret, but this person actually said it outright.
Luo Ning looked at the man in shock, only to see that the man was wearing a large black robe, with long hair shawl, a white face without beard, handsome and feminine, and a pair of dark and deep eyes, as distant and unpredictable as the stars.
An indescribable noble aura can't be concealed and spreads out from the casually sitting posture, as if he has been in a high position for a long time and dominates the world.
At first glance, she looks like a beautiful woman, but she looks a little different, and I can't tell how old she is.
Yin and Yang are unpredictable, and male and female are difficult to distinguish.
She or he has no spiritual energy fluctuations like ordinary people. But Luo Ning knows that this is because this person's cultivation level is too high and has reached the point of returning to nature.
Anyone who sees this person will be shocked by his demeanor.
"Senior, you..." Luo Ning said dryly.
The other party smiled slightly and his eyes were blank, filled with too many emotions.