"Is this the one who is going to duel with Senior Brother Ye Shen in two months?"
"It seems to be him. I heard that he had extremely high qualifications in the first test, but in the second and third tests, he straightened his crotch."
"The first level is the nature of the mind. I have always believed that the nature of the mind is useless because it cannot be seen or touched.
If his strength and compatibility are not good, he will not have the talent to practice the Ghost Refining Art. In this case, why should he duel with Ye Shen?
Ye Shen's eldest brother is Ye Xiulong, the genius of the inner sect, who is at the pinnacle of the Six Paths and is preparing to be promoted to Yuan Shi.
Some time ago, because a senior fellow from the inner sect was murdered, I went out to search for the murderer. When he comes back, Ye Shen will definitely be better cultivated."
"That's right, I heard that Ye Shen already has a ghost refining tower. Alas, what we outer disciples don't have, he has just joined the Wangui Sect..." Two outer disciples discovered it.
Su Han's temporary residence happened to see Su Han coming back from Wang Yilang, so he looked at Su Han and talked.
They did not lower their voices, and they were obviously not afraid of being heard by Su Han.
As they talked, one of them walked towards Su Han.
"Are you afraid of living in the apprenticeship academy because you are afraid of Ye Shen?"
The other party looked Su Han up and down and said calmly.
"I know you?"
Su Han frowned slightly.
"How could you possibly recognize me? We are both outer disciples."
The other party sneered.
"Since I don't recognize you, why did you come here to tell me this?
Am I familiar with you?"
Su Han said calmly.
"How dare you, an apprentice disciple, be so lawless and speak to your seniors in such a tone?"
The other party was furious.
"I just joined the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect. I don't know any rules. I only know how to compete with fists and kicks. You may not be my opponent yet.
So you two, don't bring trouble to yourselves. Go back wherever you came from. The matter between Ye Shen and I has nothing to do with you.
I’m afraid Ye Shen doesn’t need you to show your attentiveness in private.”
Su Han smiled lightly.
When Su Han revealed their purpose, the two of them seemed a little embarrassed. After all, they had the pride of outer disciples. If word spread that they were flattering an apprentice disciple, how would their fellow disciples view them?
One of them became so angry that he swung his fist at Su Han. Su Han grabbed this small fist in the middle stage of the mortal world and raised it suddenly. The opponent howled miserably on the spot and knelt down in front of Su Han.
If Su Han exerts any more force at this moment, the opponent's arm will be broken.
"You dare!"
The other man was so frightened and angry that he punched Su Han, but was also caught by Su Han.
Click! Two crisp sounds rang out at the same time, and the two of them knelt on the ground and screamed in pain.
"Don't mess with me. If I can't join the Ten Thousand Ghosts Gate, I will drag you on my back and we will die together."
Su Han knelt down and patted their faces, "Do you understand?"
"I know, I know."
The two of them felt humiliated and just wanted to leave this place quickly.
The opponent's boxing and kicking skills were indeed better than theirs.
"Get out of here if you know."
Su Han smiled lightly.
The two stumbled and fled away in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
Su Han smiled and went back to his room to meditate.
It was not until night, at midnight, that he went out and headed in the direction pointed by Wang Yilang.
He didn't walk for too long, and he saw that there was a ghost market here, with stalls in the east and west. The stalls were all disciples of the Wangui Sect, and everyone wore a mask on their face.
Of course, there are also people who don't wear masks. These people are usually the ones that ordinary disciples don't dare to mess with. They either walk alone or are surrounded by everyone.
Su Han didn't wear a mask, he simply changed his face, so after Su Han arrived, many people looked at him secretly, trying to remember which senior fellow from the Wangui Sect this was.
Su Han seemed to be wandering around here aimlessly. In fact, he was getting an overview of this ghost market through the conversations of those who were doing business.
There are indeed people selling Talisman Towers here, but the price is extremely high, two hundred taels of silver per piece.
Some people haggled for a long time, and in the end they were beaten to death by someone else who bought them first.
"Brother, how do you sell these Talisman Towers?"
Su Han stopped in front of a stall where ten Talisman Towers were placed.
The person setting up the stall wore a mask, and now he could not use the Purple Demon Eyes. Su Han could not see clearly the face of the other person through the mask. He did not know his age, and he could not even tell whether he was a man or a woman.
"I'm not your brother, these talisman towers cost two hundred and fifty taels each."
A crisp voice sounded.
It's a woman.
Su Han smiled and said, "The price is not very good."
"It's a bit expensive, but I can sell it in an hour at most."
The other party said calmly: "If you don't have any intention, just go shopping elsewhere."
"Two hundred and sixty taels, I want all these talisman towers."
Su Han smiled lightly.
Two hundred and sixty taels?
The other party looked up at Su Han.
Even though the other person was wearing a mask at this moment, Su Han seemed to be able to see the way the other person looked at him in shock.
"right."
Su Han smiled and nodded.
Until the transaction was completed, the other party was somewhat unable to recover.
She said hesitantly: "When will you come to the ghost market next time? Do you still need a Talisman Tower?"
Obviously, she regarded Su Han as a victim.
"Not sure, I'll go check out other things."
Su Han smiled and turned around to walk to other stalls.
When passing one of the stalls, the system's beep suddenly rang.
"Divine source detected."
Divine source detected?
Su Han was stunned for a moment, glanced slightly, and locked a long sword on the stall.
Is there a divine source on this long sword?
Isn’t the divine source something unique to the system?
Su Han suddenly smiled. The system cannot be created out of nothing. What it has should also exist in the world.
"How can I sell this sword?"
Su Han smiled lightly.
"Five Talisman Towers."
The other party glanced at Su Han and immediately spoke.
Five Talisman Towers?
Su Han couldn't help but smile, "Keep it for yourself."
After saying this, Su Han turned around and left.
Seeing Su Han turn around and leave, the other party suddenly became anxious. He had just seen Su Han be so generous when he bought the Talisman Tower from the profiteer, and thought he would be more generous to him, but he didn't expect that his offer scared the other party away.
"Senior brother, please don't leave. We can still talk. If we really like this sword, we can sell it to him at a cheaper price. How about three talisman towers?"
"One, if you want it, take it, don't forget it. This sword of yours is not even a weapon, it's just an ordinary long sword. I'm going to buy it back and cut some radish into cubes."
Su Han smiled lightly.
One piece?
"make a deal!"
The other party immediately handed the sword to Su Han.
After Su Han took it, some kind of power seemed to flow into his body from the sword body, and the system prompt sounded at this time: "Congratulations to the host for obtaining one hundred thousand divine sources."