Wu Bei's eyes lit up: "Is there a ghost market in Java? Okay, I'll go there tonight."
Li Yundou: "Xiaobei, the situation in Java is more complicated. You should be more careful. I will ask Ying to accompany you."
Wu Bei smiled and said: "Grandpa, no need, let Ying protect you."
Speaking of this, he said to Li Nianzu: "Dad, after dinner, you come with me to the study."
Li Nianzu nodded: "Okay."
After the meal, Wu Bei and Li Nianzu came to his study. He had a separate house in the manor with more than a dozen rooms. He selected a lot of porcelain calligraphy and paintings from the Black Sky Sect and placed them here.
It is priceless. When he has nothing to do, he will play with it here and appreciate it.
"Xiaobei, what's going on?" Li Nianzu asked.
Wu Bei took out a small bottle containing the purified blood of the ancient gods and said, "Dad, this thing can give you the power of gods. Do you want to try it?"
Li Nianzu blinked: "The power of God?"
Wu Bei: "Yes. If you take it, dad will be able to control the power of thunder and lightning."
Li Nianzu: "Drink it directly?"
Wu Bei: "Of course not. I have to refine it and add some medicinal power. I will ask for your opinion now. If you are willing to take it, I will help you refine the medicine later."
Li Nianzu was silent for a few seconds and said, "I'll take it."
Wu Bei smiled and said, "I thought dad would refuse."
Li Nianzu said calmly: "In the beginning, my father was too weak and made you and your mothers suffer. If I become stronger, it will not be easy for others to kill me, and I can also protect you."
Wu Bei nodded and asked him: "Dad, are you practicing during this time?"
Li Nianzu: "Of course, haven't you seen my progress?"
Now Li Nianzu is about to practice Qi to become a gang. This is because he did not practice with concentration, otherwise the progress would be faster.
Wu Bei: "Dad, I will now teach you the supreme skills of Yin Yang Sect."
Li Nianzu: "Where is the Yin Yang Sect?"
Wu Bei: "A very distant force, an existence that is a hundred times more powerful than the entire earth combined."
Li Nianzu's eyes widened: "So powerful."
Wu Bei: "So you have to practice hard and become a human immortal as soon as possible. When you become a human immortal, I will give you medicine."
Li Nianzu nodded: "Okay!"
In the afternoon, Wu Bei taught Li Nianzu the inheritance of the Yin-Yang sect. The breathing method he taught before was from the Yin-Yang sect. Although this breathing method is not top-notch, it is very suitable for the Yin-Yang sect's exercises.
Li Nianzu is worthy of being the Holy Body of Spiritual Ming. His cultivation speed is really astonishing. He has all the meridians connected, and the meridians are naturally connected. Even the spiritual orifices and divine apertures are in a state of semi-opening. When the time is right, they can all be opened in one night.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Bei returned to the Black Sky Sect.
As soon as they arrived at the main hall, Lin Rou and Zhou Mei came. These two women have joined the Black Sky Sect and are now Wu Bei's subordinates.
"Leader," the two women said.
Wu Bei nodded: "Well, are you still used to it?"
Lin Rou: "I feel like it's pretty good here. Everyone is very friendly to us."
Wu Bei: "That's good."
Lin Rou: "Master, Yan Li has been here."
Wu Bei remembered that he asked Jiang Yuexin to contact Yan Li and asked: "Is she willing to join the Black Sky Sect?"
Lin Rou: "Jiang Yuexin said that Yanli hopes to form an alliance with us, just like her original relationship with the Tiangui Sect."
Wu Bei: "Okay. Let her come find a time and I will have an interview with her."
After chatting for a while, the two girls left. Wu Bei rested in the palace for a while, and then headed to the Java Ghost Market as soon as it got dark. When leaving, he asked a disciple of the Krishna Sect to accompany him. He was a Javanese and knew that
The location of the ghost market.
The two of them flew in the air on human skin and arrived soon.
This is a large-scale Xilan Temple, covering an area of thousands of acres. At this time, a ghost market is being set up in the temple.
When they arrived in front of Xilan Temple, the disciple said: "Master, pay a certain fee in front and you can enter."
Wu Bei: "Do you charge money?"
"It's Zealand dollars."
Wu Bei had never seen the so-called Zealandia coins, so he walked to a small building and went to exchange it. The price of the Zealandia coins was about 1.5 million US dollars each. He inquired and found that this thing was only available in Zealandia.
It is popular in the religious world. Most of the transactions in the ghost market are conducted in zealands. After thinking for a moment, he directly exchanged 40,000 zealands, which is 60 billion US dollars.
He had a lot of money in his bank account. With just one phone call, hundreds of accounts were operating at the same time. Within a few minutes, 60 billion US dollars was transferred to the other party's designated account.
Putting the Xilan coin in the palm of his hand, Wu Bei discovered that the coin contained a strong will power. This wish power came from the beliefs of billions of Xilan believers, and its effect was similar to the magic power of the immortal family.
He suddenly thought, I wonder if this power of faith is effective for the great god Kunwu?
It was already half an hour after he got the 40,000 zealands. The people accompanying him couldn't help but clicked their tongues when they saw him buying 40,000 zealands, but they didn't dare to say anything.
The temple gate had just been opened shortly, and Wu Bei asked his followers to leave on their own, while he strode in with a bag of zealand coins. When he entered, he paid five zealand coins as a toll. Of course, there are people who pay, but they have to pay.
If you want to buy good things, you can only trade outside. If you want to buy good things inside, you have to pay NZD.
Under the guidance of a dedicated person, Wu Bei quickly arrived at a main hall in the temple. The door of the hall was open, and there were hundreds of stalls inside, large and small.
He found that the people who came here were not only Javanese, but also Arabs, Persians, and South Asians, and most of them were followers of Islam.
Wu Bei walked slowly, looking for something worth buying. But unfortunately, he walked around most of the venue, but there was no one he could catch his eye on.
Until he found something familiar, which were three cubes, exactly the same as the secret cube in his hand, but with different colors.
On an iron table, there are three secret cubes, their colors are blue, black, and red.
Wu Bei remained calm and asked: "Friend, what are these three things?"
The seller of the secret cubes was an old man with a white beard. He smiled and said: "This is a treasure that contains the secrets of the universe. Each cube sells for 10,000 zealand coins."
Wu Bei: "Ten thousand? It's too expensive! I don't even know what it is, how can it be worth so much money?"
The old man explained: "This thing has an extraordinary origin and is not expensive at ten thousand yuan."
Wu Bei thought about it, but decisively took out 30,000 zealands and bought the things.
I bought the Secret Cube, and after walking a few steps I saw a pile of things placed on a furoshiki. There were about nine of these things in bits and pieces, and they looked familiar.
Suddenly, something moved in his mind. One of the four artifact drawings in his hand seemed to contain these objects!
These nine things included talismans, materials, and potions. He asked the stall owner: "Friend, why are these things put together?"
The stall owner is a middle-aged man with a beard and wearing a Xilanjia costume. He said: "These things were wrapped in this bag when they were found, so I took them out and sold them together. These materials,
But it’s very precious. Are you interested, my friend?”
Wu Bei asked: "How much?"
The stall owner said: "Thirty thousand NZD."
Wu Bei wants to curse, but he dares to ask for 30,000 for a bunch of junk?
He coughed and said, "Thirty thousand is too expensive, is five thousand okay?"
The other party's eyes widened: "Friend, your counteroffer is too harsh. Let's do this, twenty-five thousand."
Wu Bei: "Six thousand!"
The two parties went back and forth, and the final price was set at 17,000. But even so, Wu Bei was still 7,000 NZD short.