The middle-aged man in gray shirt seemed to inadvertently lift up the clothes covering his waist. A small gray jade plaque flashed away, with two small silver inscriptions on it, "Donghao".
"It turns out he's an honored guest. I'm not here to welcome you. Please come with me." The clerk's eyesight was amazing. It took less than a breath of time before the gray jade plaque was revealed, but he seemed to have seen it clearly.
The waiter smiled innocently at the middle-aged man in gray shirt, then turned and walked towards the back courtyard.
The middle-aged man in gray shirt didn't say much. He put his hands behind his back and followed him expressionlessly.
The two came to the courtyard behind the restaurant, turned a corner, and stopped in front of a guest room.
"Sir, this is the room in front." The waiter bowed to the middle-aged man in gray shirt and turned to leave without stopping.
When the middle-aged man in gray shirt saw the guy walking away, he withdrew his gaze, used his consciousness to explore the surroundings, and then looked at the guest room in front of him.
This person is none other than Liu Ming.
At this moment, two full years have passed since the encounter with Qing Ling in Mo Jinglin.
In the past two years, while practicing, he had searched everywhere for information about the Death of King You, but he had gained little.
However, just over two months ago, by chance, he learned about the existence of Donghao, a very mysterious force in the Nine Netherworld.
It is said that "Donghao" acts in an extremely secretive manner, and its influence spreads throughout the major areas of the Nine Netherworld. It engages in all kinds of dark transactions, buys and sells all kinds of strange items, exchanges information, and even provides assassination services.
In a word, as long as they can afford to pay a high price, there is nothing this force cannot do. There is no information that cannot be obtained.
No one knows how powerful Donghao's forces are, but it is rumored that most of the city lords of the forces in Jiuyou Land have dealings with it, even several You Kings are no exception, and they never interfere with their affairs within their own jurisdiction.
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After Liu Ming learned about the existence of this force, he was naturally very happy, but in order to contact this force and participate in the Donghao Conference held by it, he must obtain a token.
Liu Ming glanced at the gray jade medal at his waist, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. In order to get this thing, he spent a lot of money, and he still feels a little painful.
He shook his head, gathered his thoughts, took a few steps forward, and knocked twice on the door.
"Come in." A slightly older voice immediately came from the room.
After a dull sound of "squeak", the wooden door opened and Liu Ming stepped into the room.
What appeared in front of him was a very simple room with only a mahogany table. Behind the table sat a kind-hearted old man in blue shirt, but there was no trace of blood on his face, which made him look a little strange.
On one side of the room, there is a rather large carved screen. There is a faint light on it, as if there is some kind of restriction.
Liu Ming's spiritual consciousness swept over the old man in green clothes. This man's aura was deep and restrained. He was clearly in the late stage of Zhendan.
"Your Excellency, are you attending this Donghao Conference?" the old man in green shirt asked indifferently.
"Not bad." Liu Ming expressionlessly took off the jade medal from his waist and handed it to the other party.
The old man stretched out a skinny arm and took the jade token. His eyes swept over the jade token, and a faint white light emitted from his eyes. Then he nodded and handed the jade token back to Liu Ming.
"No problem, fellow Taoist, please come in." The old man looked up at Liu Ming again, took out a palm-sized token, shook it slightly, and a white light shot out and fell on the screen in the room.
The spiritual light circulated on the surface of the screen, revealing a short circular passage, and at the other end was a shining teleportation circle.
"Inside is the venue leading to this Donghao Conference." The old man in green robe said lightly when he saw that Liu Ming seemed to be hesitant.
After Liu Ming pondered for a while, he took out a ghost face mask and put it on his face. This was a dark artifact he found in the green-faced old man's storage artifact. It has the effect of isolating spiritual consciousness, and it can be used now.
After putting on the mask, he swayed directly through the passage and stood on the teleportation circle inside.
After the light of the teleportation array flickered for a while, its figure disappeared immediately.
Liu Ming felt a blur of flowers before his eyes. After the light dissipated, he appeared in a cave nearly a hundred feet in size.
"Welcome to the Youshui Donghao Conference." A cold female voice came.
A masked You clan woman wearing a black and white robe was standing next to the teleportation array.
Liu Ming nodded, and then looked around.
There are dozens of trapezoidal platforms far and near in the cave, and there is a teleportation array on each platform, which is shining slightly.
A nameplate was erected next to each magic circle, with the name of each city marked on it, and a masked You clan wearing black and white robes stood beside each one.
"Lengyue City"
"Kuriten Castle"
"Cold Water City"
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After a cursory glance, Liu Ming discovered that several cities he knew were all listed.
Liu Ming walked off the platform with an indifferent expression and walked along a passage ahead.
Not long after, his eyes lit up, and a huge underground square came into view.
This underground square is circular in shape, covering dozens of acres in size, and appears to be very open. The top is inlaid with a large number of stones emitting soft white light, making the entire underground space transparent and bright.
In the square at this moment, there were five to six hundred You clan members standing sparsely, and it looked quite lively.
Except for the Donghao members who were wearing black and white robes, most of the others, like Liu Ming, wore masks or cloaks with a covering effect on their faces. Some simply used secret techniques to cover their appearance, leaving their faces blurred.
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Liu Ming's spiritual consciousness was roughly scanned, and his heart was slightly trembling. The aura emanating from the people present seemed to be half of those who were at the True Alchemy Realm or above.
At the other end of the square, there are several attic-style buildings of different sizes, with You people coming and going from time to time. A rectangular plaque is hung at the door of each attic.
Judging from the names written on the plaque, they should provide services such as news trading, treasure exchange, or assassination.
Liu Ming was not surprised by the scene that appeared in front of him. In addition to the usual services provided by the Donghao Organization, the Donghao Organization will also hold regional events like this every once in a while. It's just that the location is different each time.
Liu Ming's arrival did not attract the attention of other You tribe members at all, so he was naturally happy to do so and walked forward.
As a result, when he walked to the center of the square, he found that many You tribesmen had set up some simple stalls, and people came and went to check them from time to time.
When he saw this, his heart moved.
We still have enough time, so we might as well see if these monks can find anything useful.
Speaking of which, this Donghao Conference is an excellent place to sell stolen goods. There are some techniques that the outside world dare not trade, ghost weapons or rare materials. As long as they come here, no one will ask about the origin of the treasures. Some
It's just a transaction of equal value between you and me.
Therefore, some famous magic weapons from fallen powerful people outside, or even treasures and spiritual materials stolen from some city lords' homes, may appear here.
Liu Ming walked in the open hall, looking around casually.
When he walked past a stall, his eyes suddenly lit up.
The stall owner was a big man wearing a baby-faced mask. A simple wooden table in front of him was filled with a variety of items. But what caught Liu Ming's attention was a piece of blood-red spherical jade lying in the corner.
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Liu Ming looked at the thing in front of him and was about to speak, but the big man with a baby face and a mask in front of him made a pinch and released a white soundproof barrier, covering the two of them.
"Your Excellency, you have taken a fancy to this Warm Yang Baoyu? This object is rare nowadays. It is most suitable for refining defensive underworld treasures. Even if it is worn on the body, it can also prevent the damage caused by some Yin and Cold attribute formations.
.50,000 Mingshi, no two prices." The big man with a baby face mask said quickly.
"Nuanyang Baoyu?"
When Liu Ming heard this, he narrowed his eyes.
The person in front of me didn't say anything nonsense. This object is an extremely rare spiritual jade in the Nine Netherworld. It is worth the price. If it were placed in Zhongtian Continent, the value might be even higher.
According to some of his inquiries over the years, the Youwang's Sorrow is located between the Nether Waters and the Netherworld, close to the outermost edges of the two domains, and is surrounded by a layer of extremely powerful tidal cold current.
This kind of tidal cold current is extremely overbearing, almost like a natural disaster. Moreover, due to the special terrain of You Wang Zhi Shang, it is very difficult for even the Celestial Realm monks to break through.
If he could get this Nuanyang Baoyu, he would be much more confident.
"I have a pair of swords that are at the prototype level of magic weapons, plus 10,000 underworld stones. In exchange for this warm sun jade, you can only make a profit without losing money, how about it?" Liu Ming said unhurriedly, pinching the magic formula, and the two swords were all purple.
The long sword appeared in his hand.
This is exactly the weapon of Jian Wu, the young sword cultivator who died under Xu Ling.
"Hehe, more than enough, more than enough." The big man wearing a baby-faced mask glanced at the two swords in Liu Ming's hands, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly handed over the jade in his hand as if he was afraid that Liu Ming would regret it.
Liu Ming didn't say much. He pointed with one hand, and the precious jade instantly flew into his hand. A stream of heat quickly spread along the palm of his hand and spread all over his body, making his whole body feel like it was burning.
Sure enough, it is Nuanyang Baoyu. It seems that this trip will not be in vain.
Liu Ming secretly rejoiced and threw the two swords and a bag of underworld stones in his hands. He didn't stop for a long time and put the jade away with a thought.
Although these swords are not bad, he already has the Zimu Yinhun Sword and the Kulun Sword, which are no less than these two swords, so naturally it is better to exchange them for other urgently needed treasures.
After Liu Ming wandered around for a while, he found nothing else suitable for him. He immediately looked at several attics in the distance, thought about it briefly, and strode towards the shortest building among them.
On the plaque on the door of the two-story building, there are three big characters "Xiaogu Pavilion" written clearly.
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