Let's say that Wuxu followed Xuanjizi out of the auction hall, looked at each other, and then separated.
The mystery slowly adorned the group of people standing in the southwest corner of the hall. The group of people was led by a slender young man. Due to the mirage, his cultivation was not clear, but he looked extraordinary.
In the midst of the flattery and greetings, he led everyone to fly straight to the southwest without a smile.
Strictly speaking, this sea of clouds mirage realm is a range. Any place affected by the sea mirage monster's corpse cultivation is the mirage realm. It is more difficult to get in, but to get out, you only need to keep walking forward, and when you reach a certain distance, you can
It came out naturally.
Wuxu saw this group of people walking away towards the southwest, and said secretly, "To the southwest is Yin Gang Peak. Are they demon cultivators? People from the East China Sea Dragon Clan? The demon cultivators of the East China Sea Dragon Clan have many masters, and because of their physical constitution
of
The reason is that the spiritual power is strong and the skills are strange. I'm afraid it's not that easy to succeed." Then he smiled to himself, thinking that he was just worrying. Then, holding the alms bowl, he walked far away towards the person who took the black dragon flag.
go.
Wearing an ordinary black coat, the man left the hall. He first walked around the nearby stalls and bought a lot of things. Then he walked quickly to a three-story building. After looking up, he
He strode in hastily.
Wuxu followed him and found out that it was a place where Dan Sect had opened to sell pills. When Wuxu entered, the man in black was haggling with a shopkeeper over a bottle of Resurrection Pill.
Wuxu straightened his yellow face and put on an indifferent expression like that of an expert. His eyes were wandering and he randomly glanced at the labels under the elixir bottles placed on the wooden shelves. A boy, although he was young, was very observant.
But there are already too many
Nian, at a glance, he could see that Wuxu was the kind of person with a weird temperament, his eyes were higher than his head, and he looked down on ordinary things. He would catch a flaw and talk about it for a long time, so he did not come forward to sell, but just stood politely.
On the side.
Wuxu listened carefully for a while and realized that the man in black seemed to really want the bottle of Resurrection Pill, but he also felt that the store was trying to raise the price. After saying a few words to the shopkeeper angrily, he just said, "
A bottle of Resurrection Pill and five demon blood stones, I have decided to buy them."
The shopkeeper opposite had a smile on his face and was dressed as a Taoist, wearing a Bagua robe and moiré boots. He only had a whisk in his hand and a Taoist crown on his head. He listened quietly to the harsh words of the man in black, and was not annoyed. He just smiled.
Without saying a word.
The man in black was so angry that his whole body was trembling, and streaks of demonic aura were circling and flying outside his body like a dragon. He seemed to be suppressing the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice for a while, "Don't think that this is the territory of Danmen.
You are so arrogant. Please note that Xue is also you
We have sent out invitations and solemnly invited people." He paused and then said fiercely, "Don't you think you will never leave Qiankun Island? Today, you will form a good relationship with me. In the future, if you come to Ten Thousand Monsters
Island, Yin Gang Peak, Xue will naturally return the favor."
Wuxu secretly smiled. He was indeed a demon cultivator from the East China Sea Dragon Clan. Not only did he buy and sell by force, but he also threatened people. It was also very straightforward and interesting.
I saw the shopkeeper, Weiwei saluted with one hand, and said with a smile like a spring breeze, "Refining the Resurrection Pill is not easy. If you really want it, I will bear the pain and make the decision. How about ten high-quality demon blood stones?"
"Ten of the best demon blood stones?!" The man in black almost roared at the shopkeeper. An extremely stinky smell spurted out from his mouth and dispersed in all directions.
As Xiu's cultivation level improved, he transformed into a body with stored energy. His aura was no different from that of ordinary human monks. However, when he opened his mouth, the natural fishy aura of his body came out. He was obviously extremely angry.
The shopkeeper frowned slightly, and was about to take action when Wuxu came out, holding the alms bowl in his hand, absorbing the fishy smell inherent in the demon cultivator, and then smiled and said, "Two donors, harmony brings wealth. Business,
You can talk slowly, why bother? Instead of looking at the monk's face and looking at the Buddha's face, the two donors might as well give the young monk a thin face, each take a step back, and everyone will be happy."
The shopkeeper glanced at Wuxu indifferently and said nothing. The man in black, with eyes like lightning, stared at Wuxu with a piercing look, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
Wuxu saluted with one palm, "It's fair to say how much this Resurrection Pill usually costs. The Pill Sect sells pills here, so naturally they won't set prices randomly. And this donor obviously needs this thing urgently. If he doesn't have so much,
The demon blood stone, you might as well use other things to pay for it."
The man in black chuckled, then looked at Wuxu like an idiot, then turned around and stared at the shopkeeper.
Wuxu also looked at the man in black as if he were an idiot. Unless you are a true spiritual monk, do you really want to forcefully buy the elixir from the Dan Sect here? Why is this man so stupid? Is there really such a thing?
In this legend, there is an idiot monk who has no understanding of the world in his cultivation, and his mind is completely blank except for cultivation?
The man in black just stared at the shopkeeper, his mouth and nose constantly spitting out streams of foul smell.
Wuxu was slightly angry and wanted to watch a good show first. He just took the alms bowl to collect the fishy smell that spread in front of him.
The shopkeeper had a calm expression and kept waving his hands, just like an immortal picking up clouds and collecting clouds, collecting and refining the fishy smell one by one. However, the man in black sprayed out faster when he collected and refined it faster.
After a while, the fishy smell filled the air, and then floated out of the attic, causing people outside to make a noise.
The shopkeeper took out another elixir from his sleeve and slowly melted it with the spiritual power of his fingertips. Suddenly, another burst of medicinal fragrance floated in the air, dispersing the fishy smell.
"Haha!" The man in black laughed wildly and pointed at the shopkeeper, "This smell comes from Xue's Taoist body, just like the natural fragrance of the nine-tailed fox, which lasts forever. How many elixirs do you have?"
Are you spending so much time with me on medicine?"
The shopkeeper finally couldn't help it, and with a livid face, he said coldly, "Fellow Taoist, are you deceiving me that there is no one in my alchemy sect?"
"My fellow Taoist, what you said is wrong. I will come to your store sincerely without doing anything or talking. As for the goodwill that makes money, we can slowly negotiate the price. Why is my fellow Taoist so angry?" The man in black looked at the other side.
The shopkeeper, who had lost his previous arrogance and reserve, couldn't help but start joking with the help of his newly realized words and muddy words.
This man is really a live treasure, a naughty boy. Wuxu listened and looked at him, wanting to laugh but feeling embarrassed to do so.
The shopkeeper had lost all his usual demeanor. His face was as cold as old tree bark in the frost, cold and wrinkled. He looked at the man in black with gloomy eyes. He had been acting as a rival for a quarter of an hour.
He sighed softly and said, "The five demon blood stones, those are the magic stones outside.
The Resurrection Pill was used. It was a genuine product from the Dan Sect, ten fine demon blood stones, and the price was extremely fair. "After some righteous words, the conversation changed slightly," Since Taoist Fellow Daoist came here holding an invitation, could you please
Leave it to me. Please hold the invitation from fellow Taoist disciples and ask the sect to make a decision?"
The man in black thought for a while, then flew out a jade slip. The man in the palm of his hand took the jade slip, looked at it with his consciousness, and then said, "Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment." After that, he hurried away.
.
When the man in black saw this, he laughed again, then turned around and looked at Wuxu, who had not left, with the same look as if he was looking at an idiot.
Wuxu understood that he had encountered a thorny problem, but he smiled and said, "This donor can really talk about business. The young monk feels ashamed."
The man in black showed a disgusting smile that was uglier than crying, and said repeatedly, "Easy to say, easy to say." Then, his two eyes stared at the alms bowl in Wuxu's hand, gleaming, and said, "Made of Kongxiang wood."
The alms bowl is very rare. Master, how about we do a business?"
The smile on Wuxu's face also increased, "Does this donor like the guy who eats the little monk? This is irreplaceable. The little monk travels to beg for alms, all because of it."
When the man in black saw Wuxu, his face was as yellow as paper, he was standing there short and fat, chatting and laughing, he couldn't help but become cautious, looked at Wuxu carefully, and thought to himself, "In the cloud sea mirage realm, both appearance and breath will be different.
Automatic transformation. Could it be that this monk is a master who came down from Lianfa Peak?" He snorted and asked, "You haven't asked the master for his name yet?"
Wuxu shook his head, "Regardless of the dharma title and name, everything is just a bubble in a dream, like dew or lightning. Since the young monk and Master Xue are in this mirage of clouds and seas, they act in a dream and bubble, and they gather together according to the fate, leaving no trace of their passing.
Why bother asking about their origins and names?"
After a burst of laughter, the man in black stared at Wuxu and asked in a deep voice, "Master has been following you all this time. When you come here, do you want to do business? Or do you want to be a gangster?"
Wu Xu bowed slightly and said, "How dare you? The young monk is a member of the Buddhist sect. He doesn't know how to do business. As for cheating, he doesn't dare."
"Oh, what on earth is Master talking about? Could it be that I saw that I am destined to be a Buddha and want to get close to him?" Although the man in black is in a state of change at the moment, his movements and facial expressions are full of evil spirit, and he is murderous from time to time.
His mind was surging, where is the fate of being a Buddha? After saying this, he let out a strange and evil laugh.
Wuxu straightened up, flicked the fingers of his left hand, and clasped it on the alms bowl in his right hand. The empty fragrant wood made a low sound, with a hint of inexplicable fragrance, like the Buddha's name in the void, interrupting the laughter of the man in black.
."Amitabha, the young monk is a member of the Buddhist sect. He follows Donor Xue just to create a good relationship."
Hahaha, after hearing Wuxu's words, the man in black burst out laughing again. His whole body was shaking with laughter, his demonic aura was flowing out, and he was out of breath. He finally stopped, and the man in black just stared.
Looking at Wuxu, he said word by word, "Alchemy! Well, it turns out that you want to do business without capital on me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and five black finger lights flew towards Wuxu. Wuxu put his hands together, turned over the alms bowl in his hand, clasped his fingers on the bottom of the alms bowl, and secretly formed a lotus****
Handprints.
An expert would know if there was one as soon as he stretched out his hand. The man in black, seeing that Wuxu was a member of the Buddhist sect, used the Demonic Bird Magic Finger, which is famous among the upper echelons of the Demon Clan, using the power of Xuanyin in conjunction with the demon blood in his body.
Qi, specializes in destroying Buddhist techniques. At this moment, when I saw the five finger rays being sucked into the alms bowl instantly, and there was no movement, I couldn't help but let out a sigh.
, changing his previous attitude of laughing and scolding, he began to carefully examine Wuxu again, and asked calmly, "Master, could it be that you have taken a fancy to the black dragon flag? But Xue didn't seem to see the master take action.
Bidding. Besides, this kind of transaction has just been confirmed, and has not yet been actually delivered. The original items are still elsewhere."
At auctions, some items often cannot be traded on the spot because the original owner only wants specific things. Only the two parties pay a certain deposit to the host, which is considered to confirm the transaction intention and commitment. The real specific transaction is through
The host will choose another day.
Wuxu naturally knew this, nodded and said with a smile, "Donor Xue, why are you so angry? The young monk just wants to beg the benefactor and donate the so-called ten-year exclusive rights to Taihu Lake to the young monk."
The man in black chuckled and said, "That's really loud. In the past, in the human world, Emperor Yuan donated thousands of miles around Mount Wutai to worship Buddhism. Could it be that the master wanted to follow suit?"
Wuxu held the alms bowl in his hand and said with a smile, "Almsgiver Xue, since he comes from Yin Gang Peak, he must be from the East China Sea Dragon Palace family? Right now, the East China Sea Dragon Palace army is sweeping across the southeast, and Taihu Lake is in his pocket. It is only exclusive for ten years, but it only takes a few seconds.
Why don't you want to give up?"
The man in black laughed angrily, "It is indeed just a snap of a finger. Master, please wait for a moment, wait for Xue to take the resurrecting pill, and then form a good relationship with the master."
"Amitabha," Wuxu nodded, "The beauty of a gentleman is the beauty of adulthood. Just now, the young monk also wanted to help Mr. Xue get the resurrecting pill and form a good relationship in advance."
The man in black snorted several times and said nothing, just waiting for the shopkeeper to come back.
After a while, the shopkeeper hurried in again, glanced at the man in black and Wuxu, then walked up to the man in black, put a jade bottle into his hand, and then said respectfully, "Door
The Lord learned that Senior Xue was in urgent need of the Resurrection Pill, and he was going to come in person to give him the pill. Unfortunately, a monk was robbed and killed outside, so he had to go and deal with it. He did not tolerate being cloned. Please forgive me, Senior."
The man in black said something slightly surprised, then glanced at Wuxu and asked, "Do you know who was robbed and killed? Who was the person who was robbed and killed?"
The shopkeeper also glanced at Wuxu calmly.
Wuxu was extremely depressed, and he knew that Xuan Jizi couldn't wait any longer, so he took action and exposed his traces.
Sure enough, the shopkeeper already knew the identity of the man in black. When he asked about it, he replied, "The person who was robbed and killed was robbed and killed not long after he came out of the Cloud Sea Mirage from the southwest. He has no life."
Also, someone saw that the person who followed them out was a
An old Taoist priest with a black face. As for the true identities of the two parties, I don’t know. “Then, I took a breath, hesitated a little, and said cautiously,” It is said that the old Taoist priest with a black face used the magic power of Prisoner of Demon Peak.
, the cultivation level should be at the real person level."
Wuxu and Xuanjizi have been inseparable since they entered the mirage realm. A fat Tutu with a yellow face, an old Taoist with a black face, and a monk have been seen by many people and remembered in their hearts. At this moment, seeing that
The shopkeeper looked at him with an expression, and Wuxu knew that he had regarded him as a real cultivator of the demonic path.
The man in black was also like this. He smiled directly at Wuxu Jiejie and said, "I wonder why my demonic bird of prey, which specializes in destroying Buddhist techniques, hit the master like a mud cow sinking into the sea. It turns out that the master is a prisoner.
Demon Peak real monk, disrespectful and disrespectful."
Demonic monks have long been notorious in the eyes of the righteous, and most of them are extremely vicious. At this moment, when the man in black revealed Wuxu's identity, the little shopkeeper next to him was already trembling a little.
Wuxu has never acknowledged this kind of bad debt. A dignified Buddhist monk, who has nothing to do with the world and saves the suffering, is inexplicably and mistakenly regarded as a heinous villain. It sounds like a small misunderstanding, but in fact it has something to do with Buddhism.
Wuxu never took his reputation lightly. Immediately, he gave a wry smile, put away the alms bowl, clasped his hands and said, "Two donors, don't get me wrong. Little monk——"
Before he could finish speaking, a cold voice sounded from outside, "Misunderstanding? I invited you with good intentions, but I didn't expect you to be so evil that you would do such an unconscionable thing in broad daylight!"
"Why don't you just surrender? Wait for punishment!" Another equally cold voice sounded.
Wuxu's face darkened, and he saw Lu Chunsheng and Zhao Mulan both appearing in the attic.
As the saying goes
When I go to Lushan Mountain and recall Taihu Lake, how can I look back at the vast sea of clouds?
The sincere words and sincerity strengthen the relationship, the fellow Taoist dances with the sword and the young monk makes a mistake.