The whole valley is surrounded by cliffs. Under the moonlight, there is a quiet atmosphere. It is crowded with people. After a rough sweep, there are three or four hundred people. Although there are many people, due to the sound insulation ban, the surroundings are
It's quite quiet. Even if some people like something, they will create a spiritual shield to isolate the sound and prevent others from eavesdropping on the conversation.
"Junior brother, let's say goodbye here. The fair will last for three days, and there will be a small auction on the last day. You must come that day!"
As Fu Yinglong said this, he squeezed into the crowd before Kong Laosan could speak, as if he already had a target in mind.
Seeing Fu Yinglong's appearance, Kong Laosan was also a little curious, but then he didn't care. As the crowd gathered in, he started to observe the surroundings with some curiosity.
The whole valley is quite empty. Most of the disciples here have hidden their appearance. Some have wrapped their bodies in black clothes, and some have put on masks. No matter what method, they try to hide their true identity as much as possible.
Of course, there are also some cultivators like Kong Laosan who seem to have no concealment, but in fact they use unknown means to hide their true appearance.
Kong Laosan was wandering around casually, and there were some simple street stalls everywhere on both sides of the road. These inner disciples were not meant for business, and the items for sale were placed casually in front of them. Most of them had their eyes closed and were sleeping, without any intention of soliciting customers.
As one of the three major sects in the entire Qin Kingdom, Qingling Sect has everything you need, whether it is cultivation techniques, secret techniques or resources. In addition, with its wealth and wealth, the strength of the inner sect disciples is generally much higher than that of ordinary sect casual cultivating disciples. At the same time, these disciples are
As someone with an extraordinary background in the secular world, the things he sells are also extraordinary. In addition to some low-level talisman materials, there are also some secret elixirs with special effects. Of course, due to the large number of ancient forests in the mountains, the most popular items sold here are various
Various ores or monster materials.
A moment later, when Kong Laosan passed by a stall, he paused and his eyes immediately focused on an inconspicuous stall on the left.
Next to the stall sat a man in black robe wearing a bamboo hat. His age could not be discerned. He seemed to be meditating. When he saw Kong Laosan, he stopped aside and didn't seem to pay any attention to him. He remained motionless.
The stall in front of me was filled with various volumes of ancient books. After a quick glance, I found that there were more than thirty volumes.
Kong Laosan's heart moved, and he stepped forward to observe carefully. However, after a moment, Kong Laosan's expression became a little uneasy.
Technique" "Ice Pick Thorn"
Kong Laosan was quite speechless. No wonder no one stopped at this stall. Although these books and books are considered precious and not easily found on the market, they are of little use to most cultivators. Ordinary cultivators only have enough time to meditate.
Even if it is not enough, how can you still have the energy to study the weapon refining formations and the like, and these fireball spells, ice pick stabs, etc. are basic spells. Almost all inner disciples practice them. Naturally, no one cares about these books, or even looks at them.
have no interest at all.
Kong Lao San also shook his head with some disappointment. He originally wanted to try his luck here. It would be great if he could find some practical secret techniques. However, Kong Lao San also knew that even if such secret techniques existed,
Most cultivators would not take it out easily, so there is not much loss.
He shook his head and prepared to leave, but before leaving, he looked at the calm man in black robe. Kong Laosan finally couldn't help but ask one more question, "Do you have any special secret skills here?"
It’s better to be more practical.”
After hearing what Kong Laosan said, the man in black robe glanced at Kong Laosan through his bamboo hat. At the same time, a very subtle mental wave swept over his body. This mental wave was extremely secret. If it weren't for Kong Laosan's soul,
The power is much higher than that of ordinary people, so I'm afraid it's really hard to detect. However, now that Kong Laosou's body is covered by the aura of the ghost face, he is not afraid of being detected by the man in black robes in front of him.
"I naturally have secret techniques here, what kind do you want?"
Kong Laosan was slightly startled when he heard this person's voice. He didn't expect that the person in black robes in front of him was actually a woman. Although her voice had changed, she could still tell that she was not too old.
Hearing this, Kong Laosan thought for a moment and said, "It would be best to have some attack-type healing techniques, or some secret techniques with special uses."
"The Flame Making Technique can be practiced after reaching the seventh level of Qi Refining and generating spiritual thoughts. It is regarded as an advanced technique of the Fireball Technique. After it is used, not only will the power of the flame be doubled than the original, but it can also control the coming and going of the flame at will.
The direction, even after being completely mastered, can condense the form of flames, and the wonderful things are indescribable; the hidden spirit technique is a secret technique that can hide the fluctuations of one's own spiritual power. After it is refined, even if the opponent uses the spiritual eye technique to detect it, it will not be detected.
I found the slightest clue. Of course, if I can't practice it well, or if the other party's spiritual eye skills are extremely mysterious, the hidden spirit technique will not have much effect. However, this secret technique has some flaws. Once it is used by others, this secret technique will be ineffective.
, your own strength will be exposed. If you want them all, even if you have five hundred spirit stones."
Hearing this, Kong Laosan's eyes moved, and his heart suddenly became a little hot, but he didn't show it on his face. He returned to the stall, thought about it, and quoted a new price.
After hearing Kong Laosan's bargaining, the black-robed woman snorted lightly, ignored him, and closed her eyes again to sit up and meditate.
Seeing the other party's appearance, Kong Laosan's face froze. If he really couldn't let go of these two secret techniques, he would almost have the urge to turn around and leave.
Regardless of the flame-making technique or the hidden spirit technique, if used properly, it may be able to save one's life at a critical moment. This rare magic technique is exactly what he needs at the moment. As for the so-called shortcomings of the hidden spirit technique, Kong Laosan
I don't care a little bit. Since the secret technique is used, the true strength must be concealed. When the real fight is between you and me, there will be no consequences even if the true strength is exposed.
After confirming that the other party would not lower the price in any case, Kong Laosan was too lazy to say anything, and directly took out five hundred spirit stones and threw them in front of the stall. The man in black robe was so excited about the money. After seeing the spirit stones, he revealed two bone-white jade pieces as long as his index fingers.
Jianjian appeared in his hand, and with a flick of his finger, Yujian flew towards Kong Laosan.
After the transaction was completed, Kong Laosan directly joined the crowd and was not in a hurry to leave. He watched the scenery along the way, which was an eye-opener.
In addition to some common material talismans, there were also some rare treasures refined by extremely powerful spiritual weapon cultivators, and there was even a rare talisman weapon, which caused an uproar among the people around him.
These things are all of a sky-high price to Kong Laosan today. Kong Laosan, who originally had a thousand spiritual stones and felt that he was rich, looked at those spiritual weapon magic weapons with some greed, and finally licked his lips helplessly.
Get out of the crowd and continue wandering.
The fair lasted for three days, and there were many more people on the second day than on the first. It was crowded at first glance, and many people gathered in front of each stall. It looked quite popular.
This time Kong Laosan did not wear a ghost mask, but was wrapped in a black robe, and even wore a tiger head mask on his face.
Just like yesterday, Kong Laosan stopped when he saw something he was interested in. There were all kinds of things here, many of which he had never seen before but were very practical. For example, Kong Laosan saw a black and white
A ball, which looks ordinary on the outside, will generate large clouds when stimulated by spiritual power, which can weaken the power of spiritual consciousness; or a palm-sized puppet, which can grow to half the size of a human after being stimulated.
Under the command of the cultivator, some small wind blades can be emitted. Although the power is limited, it still attracts many people to gather. Things like this kind of puppet beast are not common.
Kong Laosan walked around, except for purchasing some powerful talismans, but he didn't fancy anything else. For Kong Laosan, things that can enhance his strength are worth spending. As for those fancy things, he has no time to spare.
Go and research.
About half an hour later, a sudden burst of noise came from a distance. Kong Laosan, who was stopping in front of a stall, looked in shock not far away. There was a group of people gathered there, and they seemed to be arguing about something.
About 12am, Kong Laosan heard intermittent voices such as "Spirit soldiers, bid", and his heart moved, so he squeezed towards the crowd.
"Three hundred and fifty spiritual stones, you have to sell them today whether you want to sell them or not!"
The red-faced man in front of him said in a rough voice. There seemed to be great anger in his brows, so much so that his voice was a little hysterical. As he spoke, the storage bag containing the spirit stones slapped on the stall with a "snap".
There was a small dark green sword the size of a palm placed on the opposite stall, which should be a spiritual weapon. The owner of the stall was a cultivator wearing a monkey head mask. He looked a little thin, with his legs crossed and was not touched by the man in front of him.
I was frightened by the loud voice and became a little indifferent.
Next to the two people, a man in white robe stood quietly. Seeing so many people watching, he seemed a little impatient. With a wave of his hand, a palm-sized storage bag flew towards the monkey head mask.
"Five hundred spiritual stones, no more than one, I want this spiritual sword!"
"Hehe, it's easy to say, this spiritual sword belongs to you!"
The monkey mask glanced at the storage bag and said happily. With a wave of his hand, the small sword fell into the hand of the man in white robe.
"You, you are bullying others too much"
The red-faced man was furious when he saw this, and a breath of the eighth level of Qi Refining escaped from his body. His chest heaved up and down, and his fists clenched loudly, as if he was choosing someone to devour.
"What? You still want to take action?!"
The monkey-headed mask snorted disdainfully, and with a wave of aura within his body, a pressure that was more tyrannical than that of a man enveloped the surroundings. Some cultivators who were watching the fun suddenly let out bursts of exclamation. The inconspicuous monkey-headed mask in front of them turned out to be
A cultivator of the ninth level of Qi Refining, Dzogchen.
Feeling the tyrannical pressure emanating from the opponent's body, the red-faced man couldn't help but feel stagnant. His face seemed to be dripping with blood. He wanted to vent his bad breath, but he had scruples. After a long time, the pressure finally dissipated.
"Yesterday, you clearly agreed to sell this spiritual sword to me for 350 spiritual stones, and paid a deposit of 80 spiritual stones. You"
"Oh, you must be a fool. The one with the highest price will naturally get the deal. Here are your eighty spiritual stones. Get out of here!"
The monkey-headed mask sneered, and interrupted the red-faced man before he finished speaking. With a wave of his hand, eighty jujube-sized spiritual stones were scattered on the ground.
The red-faced man's chest heaved violently as he looked at the eighty spiritual stones on the ground. Finally, holding back his anger, he picked them up one by one and left.
Kong Laosan watched quietly from the side all the time. Looking at the red-faced man's leaving figure, he suddenly felt a trace of emotion in his heart. Regardless of the secular world or the world of immortality, strength is the ultimate capital.