The market specially provided for cultivators is naturally not comparable to the ordinary markets in other towns. Although the elixirs and spiritual herbs are loaded in special containers, many spiritual talismans and magic weapons are exposed like this, which makes the aura of the entire market disappear.
Very rich.
Wang Chen calmly took a deep breath, secretly thinking that if he practices here, his progress will be faster. For some reason, he always feels that in this city, the ancestral energy in his body seems to be a little active.
It also lifted his spirits a lot.
Most of the stall owners on both sides are cultivators at the third level of Qi Condensation or above. Looking along the way, there are actually many masters at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Condensation. In contrast, cultivators of various realms will also stop at the same realm.
Next to the stalls, you can choose your favorite items.
Although the entire market was noisy and full of chatter, before paving the shop, Wang Chen was sensitive to a strange sight. Cultivators above the fourth level of Qi Condensation mostly used their spiritual consciousness to conduct business and communication, but those who had not cultivated to the level of Condensation
Low-level cultivators who have condensed the divine sea on the fourth level of Qi will also try to lower their voices when talking, which makes people feel inexplicably sneaky, as if they are conducting a shady secret transaction.
The techniques here are not uncommon, but they only refer to low-level techniques. Most of these techniques are sold by cultivators after practicing them. Along the way, Wang Chen saw mostly the foundations of the first and second levels of Qi Condensation.
The third-level magic formula is extremely rare, let alone the jade slip containing the cultivation method of the fourth-level magic formula.
Wang Chen was not in a hurry, and searched very carefully. Even the basic skills of fireball and ice arrows, which he had already practiced for a long time, he did not miss them.
What if these basic magic formulas are just a cover, and there are god-level magic formulas hidden in them, and they have to be burned or even eaten to reveal their effects?
Things that existed could not be hidden from his eyes, but things that did not exist could only exist in his imagination. Later, even Wang Chen felt that his idea of picking things up was a bit silly.
There is a huge difference between turning stone into gold and turning gold into stone. Using basic techniques to cover up real advanced techniques is like disguising a 100-dollar bill as a 1-yuan coin. Who would do it?
"Come...come...see..."
"Come...come...gu...immortal...treasure..."
The stammering voice made Wang Chen follow it inexplicably, and he saw a stall owner with disheveled hair waving to customers in the corner of the market.
He was wearing a black tattered robe, with his head lowered, but he raised his hand to a position almost parallel to the ground and waved it like a grasping motion. His long sleeves hung down, making him look very strange.
The market was very lively, with people coming and going, but no one even glanced at his stall, as if he didn't exist in the first place.
Whether it was an illusion or not, Wang Chen felt a cool breeze blowing, but he walked towards the stall owner without hesitation.
"The ghost spirit of Zhang Dacai, a gold-touching man on the fourth level of Qi Condensation, died after being imbued with ghost energy. Because he was too obsessed with the world, he always believed that he had successfully obtained a large amount of treasures from the ancient tombs, and was unwilling to accept the fact of his death.
, use the method of destroying ghosts to eliminate them, and you can obtain the inheritance clues of ghost contamination. Chance strength: great."
Looking at the handwriting in front of him, before reaching the pavement, a chill suddenly gathered over Wang Chen.
Zhang Dacai slowly raised his head, revealing a face that was as pale as paper and without any blood.
Unlike the vicious ghosts that Wang Chen imagined lingering on the world, Zhang Dacai actually had an ugly smile on his face when he saw Wang Chen.
"They don't come over, why?"
"It's you who has the vision to take a look. I don't have time. I have to sell it quickly. Thank you."
It seems that its tongue is not smooth, and it speaks slowly, which is a bit weird.
Even though he was a ghost, Wang Chen didn't feel any danger from him, but instead felt a little honest for no reason.
He glanced at the goods he laid out.
The goods were placed very neatly, even the distance between them was almost the same, but they were all black incense sticks, black candles and paper, which was a bit scary.
Wang Chen remained calm and picked up a candle.
"Yes, I have the vision. This is an ancient fairy sword. It is very sharp. It can kill monsters and eliminate demons with one sword. It is very suitable for you." Zhang Dacai was still smiling, although it was not pretty.
Wang Chen held the bamboo stick of the candle in his hand and looked at the unlit black candle over and over.
If you kill Zhang Dacai using the method of destroying ghosts, you will get clues...
Under the cliff, Wang Chen learned the Buddhist Vajra Body and Arhat Boxing.
When I was sparring with the corpse puppet, I used a rusty knife imbued with the true power of Buddhism to cut a corpse puppet into two pieces by mistake.
It should be enough to deal with this harmless ghost.
Zhenli moved slightly, and he raised his head, but he only saw Zhang Dacai's cloudy eyes filled with expectation. It was obvious that he wanted to complete this business.
"Is there anyone doing business like this?" Wang Chen said with a smile as his true power dissipated.
Hearing this, Zhang Dacai's smile became a little stiff and even became a little flattering.
He didn't want to lose Wang Chen as a customer. After setting up a stall here for so long, Wang Chen was the first one to come, but Wang Chen's words made him wonder what he had done wrong.
"You said you were in a hurry to sell the thing, didn't you tell me that I could negotiate the price with you?" Wang Chen looked at him and said.
Hearing this, Zhang Dacai's expression relaxed.
He was still smiling, but there was a bit of satisfaction in his smile.
"Hey, hey, aren't you in a hurry to meet my daughter? She has made her mark. She was chosen by the sect to become an entry-level disciple. She is much more capable of becoming a father than me."
"I'm old, and I can't achieve anything."
"I heard that if you don't have a spiritual stone in your sect, you will be looked down upon if you practice cultivation. So, if I want a spiritual stone, I can sacrifice my life in exchange for it. That's fine."
Looking at Zhang Dacai's dull eyes, Wang Chen's eyes showed deep sadness.
"I always feel that time is running out. I don't have my daughter. Mom, I'm afraid of death. I can't die. I want the spirit stone. If I can't see my daughter today, she will return to the sect...
..Next time, I don’t know what, it’s time..."
Zhang Dacai didn't know how long he had been attached to this place, and Wang Chen didn't know how much time had passed by the "today" he mentioned. Was it a year? Or longer.
"I bought them all, but I'm afraid I don't have enough spiritual stones." Wang Chen said seriously.
"I think I'm in love with you. How many spiritual stones do you have, I will sell them to you at a certain price, okay?" Zhang Dacai said with difficulty.
"Okay." Wang Chen nodded. A handful of storage rings, and a small pile of spiritual stones suddenly appeared in front of him. There were about twenty or thirty of them. This was all his savings.
He still can't do anything like lying to ghosts.
Zhang Dacai's cloudy eyes lit up slightly, and he almost smiled from ear to ear. His body was a little stooped, which made him look humble with his smiling face, but Wang Chen felt that this ugly smile was better than many false emotions in the world.
"Brother, we are casual cultivators. Cultivation is not easy. You, collect some and go back. Take everything away. If you have some spiritual stones when you are out, it is convenient." As he said that, Zhang Dacai reached out his hand.
, I want to push back some spiritual stones and give them back to Wang Chen.
However, his hand passed through the spirit stone like air.
"how so?"
"Little brother, what kind of magic are you using? Don't lie to me, okay?"
"Don't lie to me." Zhang Dacai panicked. He kept passing his hand through the spirit stone, but failed. He was a little anxious. He kept repeating the same words, asking Wang Chen not to lie to him.
Wang Chen sighed secretly and took out the finger soaked in ghost energy.
He had long discovered that Zhang Dacai's hand was missing half a finger.
"Brother, wake up."
Zhang Dacai looked at this finger blankly, as if he had awakened a person from a deep hypnosis. Countless memories that he had isolated and did not want to believe or admit suddenly came to mind.
He just stood there, the smile on his face gradually faded away, showing endless bitterness.
"I can, I can't, please do one thing. Help me and give the spiritual stone to my daughter. Baby, give it all to you."
"What's your daughter's name?"
"Zhang, Mu Ran, Hua Yan, disciple."
"Okay." Even though Zhang Dacai's so-called treasures are just some fragrant wax paper candles, Wang Chen still nodded solemnly.
"There is something here." Zhang Dacai bowed his head slightly and smiled again, but there was a bit of bitterness in his smile.
He just smiled like this, his figure slowly faded, and finally disappeared.
The world is big and living beings are small, but the love of a father and a mother is the most important. What Zhang Dacai will never forget until his death, and what he will remember until his death, are his most beloved children.
"If I meet your daughter and owe you the spiritual stone, I will give it to her a hundred times or a thousand times." Wang Chen bent down and dug out a piece of leather from where Zhang Dacai was standing without much effort.
The place where the soul lingers may have corpses or something important to him. Even without Zhang Dacai's hint, Wang Chen understood this truth.
"The map contaminated by ghost energy hides hidden inheritance and great dangers. Opportunity strength: great."
It was a map. Wang Chen put it into a storage ring without looking at it carefully.
His own eyes cannot deceive others. Although this opportunity is powerful, it also contains great dangers. With his current strength, it is impossible to obtain it.
What he didn't expect was that three explorations were completed so quickly. If something went wrong in the whole process, such as someone buying the fingers posed by the wolf wood, then this opportunity would be cut off from him.
This made him wonder, could the people he passed by in the crowd have been involved in an opportunity that was interrupted and became a regret that no one knows about?
It’s really hard to explain the countless connections in the world.
"Wang Chen, have you ever thought that you are a casual cultivator, and his daughter was born in a sect. She may be older and more powerful than you, and you don't have any spiritual stones to give her?" Xiao Yao was a little touched and cried just now.
After a long time, I have regained a lot of energy now, and my tongue is venomous again.
Wang Chen glanced at Xiao Yao, pointed to the sky, and walked forward.
After all, we can't talk about Shattered Void all the time, that would be superficial.