Chapter 1162 Clues
Seven days later, Liang Yan left the Wenxiang Chamber of Commerce’s house and walked into a remote alley on the way.
When he came out again, he was already a middle-aged man with an average build and a sallow complexion.
During the discussion on Taoism in Cangnan Mountain, Liang Yan refined the Tianji Monument, which not only made the Tianji Bead more complete, but also obtained the secret to activate this rare treasure.
Now under the cover of the Tianji Pearl, even the monks in the Tribulation Realm have difficulty in seeing through his disguise. Only the monks who have become saints can see the flaws.
Of course, Liang Yan couldn't show his true face when he went to the dark market. After changing his appearance, he even concealed his aura, and then followed Li Xiran's information and walked to the dark market in the north of the city.
The city lord's palace in Guangling City is also in the north of the city. When Liang Yan came here and looked from a distance, he saw a magnificent white palace. There were hundreds of monks patrolling around the palace. Their cultivation levels were all above the Juyuan Realm. .
The entire city lord's palace is guarded by a hidden formation, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Even a monk in the Tongxuan Realm would have a hard time sneaking into it unnoticed.
However, Liang Yan’s trip was not to go to the city lord’s palace.
He turned around at the end of the street, climbed over a broken stone wall, and disappeared.
The dark market is a hidden trading place with its entrance hidden under a stone wall. It's just that people with insufficient realm cannot discover the entrance of the passage at all. Only those who have cultivated above the Golden Core realm can open the seal of the entrance and enter the dark market.
Liang Yan passed through a transmission channel and arrived in a dark underground palace in an instant.
At the entrance of the palace stood two monks wearing black cloaks. Their appearance and cultivation could not be seen clearly.
Liang Yan looked at it for a while, then stepped forward.
"Fellow Taoist, this is a dark market. No matter where you come from or what your identity is, don't make trouble here, and you must bear the consequences of all transactions yourself. Do you understand?" One of the monks said asked.
"Understood." Liang Yan nodded and said calmly.
“Put this on.” Another gatekeeper monk handed over a black cloak, exactly the same as the one they wore.
Liang Yan took the cloak and found that it could block other people's spiritual detection, making it impossible for others to see his appearance and cultivation.
Although he had the Tianji Pearl, he still wore the cloak.
Seeing this, the two monks each took a step back to make way for Liang Yan.
The dark market has the rules of the dark market. Invitations will not be widely distributed here, and no questions will be asked about your origins. The only requirement is that your cultivation level is high enough. Only those who have reached the golden elixir level or above can participate in this exchange meeting.
Anyone who can break the seal of the entrance must at least have the cultivation level of the Golden Core Realm. In other words, if you can see these two gatekeepers, you have already obtained the qualification to enter. They will not be allowed to enter again. Any obstruction.
Liang Yan didn't say much. As soon as he put on his cloak, he opened the palace door and stepped inside.
The palace is magnificent and decorated with carved beams and painted pillars.
There was a formation covering the outside just now. Once inside, I realized that the entire palace was built on a surging underground river.
There are winding corridors, golden bridges and jade stones, pavilions and pavilions above the river. Each small pavilion in the river is a separate small trade fair. There are restrictions and closures outside the pavilion, so outsiders cannot see what is going on inside.
There were monks in twos and threes walking through the cloisters and the Golden Bridge. They were all wearing black cloaks and their faces could not be seen clearly. They were obviously monks from all walks of life who came to participate in this dark market.
In addition to these monks wearing black cloaks, there are also monks wearing red costumes scattered outside various pavilions. It seems that they should be people placed here by the city lord's palace, responsible for maintaining the entire The order of the dark market.
Liang Yan's eyes swept around and finally landed on a large square in the middle of the river.
The largest number of monks gathered there, five or six hundred people. On a booth in the middle, there was a graceful female monk, who was smiling and said:
"Fellow Taoists, thank you for participating in this exchange meeting. Without further ado, here is a place for you to display your treasures. Whether you want to trade spiritual stones or exchange resources, you can show them on stage. If you still want to We can discuss it privately and make an appointment alone. There are magic circle restrictions around the nearby pavilions to ensure that your transactions will not be eavesdropped by anyone."
Her voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the palace, even if it was. A monk like Liang Yan, who had just entered the door, could hear it clearly.
“This dark market is quite interesting.”
Liang Yan pondered for a while, then stepped directly onto the bridge and walked towards the square in the middle.
At this moment, some monks could no longer bear it. A tall and thin monk with long arms and legs jumped onto the booth, raised his hands to everyone and said, "Everyone, please give me some advice first."< br>
As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a cloth bag from his arms and opened the mouth of the bag a thin slit.
I saw a black cloud emerging from it. Everyone present heard a buzzing sound. Many people were surprised and looked attentively.
Liang Yan had "Eight Parts of Evolution" with him, and with just a casual glance, he could see clearly that it was not a black cloud, but a large gathering of black flying insects.
“Scorpio!”
Someone in the audience recognized it and couldn’t help but exclaimed.
"Tao Friend has good eyesight, yes, this is the Scorpion Worm!"
The monk on the stage laughed and said: "The tail of the Scorpion Worm is highly poisonous, which can corrode the flesh, flesh and bones of the monks, even those in the Golden Core realm. Physical cultivation, facing so many Scorpio insects, I dare not attack them directly!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was whispering, and many people were already excited and began to secretly evaluate this thing! price.
"Everyone, don't miss this opportunity, it won't come back! I don't want much, just two 'Star Bamboo' can be exchanged for this bag of Scorpio worms in my hand!" The tall man made a bid. road.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another commotion below. Many people shook their heads, obviously a little disappointed.
You must know that although the Scorpion Insect is good, the Star Bamboo is also a very rare thing. Although many monks present are attracted by the Scorpion Insect, no one seems to be able to get the "Star Bamboo", and they are destined to miss this thing.
The tall monk on the stage saw everyone's reaction and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
He waited for a long time, but no one responded, so he sighed softly, put all the Scorpio insects back in his bag, and prepared to step off the stage and leave.
At this moment, someone suddenly said: "Friend, wait a minute."
The tall monk stood firm, looked down, and stopped at one of the monks. On the body.
"Does fellow Taoist have a 'Star Bamboo'?"
"No."
The monk below simply shook his head and said: "Although I don't have a 'Star Bamboo', I do There are other treasures, if they are just for refining weapons, they are not the same as the stars. The effect is similar. If you are interested, you might as well go to the pavilion for a private chat."
"Yes."
The tall man on the stage nodded and turned around. After getting off the booth, he and the monk entered a pavilion on the river. There are restrictions on the outside of these pavilions, which can block the detection of spiritual consciousness. Among the monks present, although there are still many people who are interested in the "Scorpion Insect", after seeing them entering the pavilion, they can only shake their heads and give up. .
After all, the power behind this dark market is the City Lord’s Palace, and no one will easily challenge the rules here.
The auction in the dark market was held normally. One after another, monks walked up to the booth, and all kinds of precious magic weapons, elixirs, heavenly materials and earthly treasures were displayed. Some were treasures from the Golden Core Realm, some were materials from the Tongxuan Realm, and there were even treasures belonging to monks from the Transformation Tribulation Realm, which once pushed the auction to a climax.
During this process, Liang Yan stayed in the audience, quietly and without saying a word.
Although there are many treasures on display on the stage, most of them are not suitable for his eyes. The few that are of good grade are not consistent with the skills he has practiced, or the price of the transaction is higher than expected, so he has always been confused. No bids were made.
In fact, at the end of the day, the only purpose of his trip is to preserve the sacred energy of mountains and rivers.
It’s a pity that after waiting for so long, various treasures came on stage one by one, but I still never saw what I wanted.
After half a day of this, just when Liang Yan was getting a little impatient, a tall, fat man walked up to the booth.
This man was not wearing a black cloak, and he didn't seem to mind. He showed his appearance in front of everyone. He was a middle-aged man with a fat head, big ears, and a simple and honest face.
“There is something down there, I wonder if you are interested in it.”
The fat man came up to the booth and said with a smile: "The dragon from the Nine Heavens rises, the mountains and rivers are separated from the pure and the turbid, the heaven and the earth are opened, and it will never fade forever!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the venue was still a little lively, It immediately became quiet, and most of the monks looked at each other, and few seemed to understand what he was saying.
After a while, someone asked in an uncertain tone: "Could it be the treasure you mentioned?"
"Haha, stop it!"
The fat man He laughed and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, just know it in your heart. There is no need to say it out loud. I only trade this thing with people who are destined to do it. If you are interested, you can come to the pavilion with me to talk about it."
After saying these words, the fat man turned around and flew towards a pavilion on the river without looking back, regardless of whether everyone present understood.
Under the booth, everyone was silent for a moment. Some people sneered at this, thinking that the fat monk was making a fool of himself, but some people got their thoughts on it, and went to the small building regardless of whether they understood what the other person said. Fly into the pavilion.
Liang Yan pondered for a moment, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, he also pinched the magic formula, and flew out of the pavilion.
He walked into the pavilion and found that the space inside was not small. At this time, dozens of monks had come in, and the fat monk was sitting behind a stone table, looking at everyone with a smile.
Although this person is friendly and smiling, as a monk, no one likes to be looked at by others, especially in this environment.
Among the many monks who came in, there was one who was impatient and shouted: "Sir, please stop being mysterious. You might as well take it out and have a look at what treasures there are!"
"Haha, you are impatient!"
The fat man smiled and sighed: "It's a pity. I don't want to sell this treasure to you. It's better to ask fellow Taoists to go out and have a rest!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed. Before the man could react, all the meridians in his body were flowing. They were all sealed, and the whole person flew outwards, and fell into the water with a "Plop!"
Everyone present could not help but be a little frightened when they saw this scene. Although this fat man looked smiling on the surface, his cultivation was not bad at all!
You know, the monks who can enter this dark market must at least be in the Golden Core realm, and the fat man just moved his fingers and knocked him out of the pavilion!
Although there were no injuries, it was obvious from the disparity in strength between the two sides that the fat man in front of him at least had a level of cultivation in the Tongxuan realm.
“Haha, one fly is missing, it’s a lot quieter now.”
The fat man patted his belly and said with a smile: “I forgot to introduce myself, my last name is King, just call me Fatty Wang!”
What he said You have to be casual, but no one present would take it seriously. One of them stepped forward, cupped his hands and said: "Fellow Daoist Wang, the poem you just recited outside has a hidden mystery. If my guess is correct, could it be that it is one of the seven innates?" The 'holy energy of mountains and rivers' that is the energy of creation? ”
As soon as he said this, everyone present's eyes fell on the fat man. Even Liang Yan was no exception. He narrowed his eyes and looked at this man quietly.
After a moment of silence, the fat man suddenly grinned, nodded and said: "Fellow Taoist is right, I do have a bottle of holy energy of mountains and rivers in my hand!"
As soon as he said this, Ting Ting Many of them immediately exclaimed.
“It’s really the sacred energy of mountains and rivers!”
“One of the seven innate energies of creation, I didn’t expect that I would have the chance to meet it!”
"Fellow Daoist Wang, where is the holy energy of the mountains and rivers? Take it out for us to see first?"
There was a lot of discussion in the pavilion. Those who spoke were all impatient, or had been practicing in the sect all year round, and there was nothing wrong with it. Experienced monk.
Those who often participated in auctions and had a calm personality did not speak immediately at this time. Instead, they secretly sent messages to the fat man to see what he wanted to exchange.
Liang Yan had been watching with cold eyes and did not immediately get involved at this moment.
"This person is not simple."
Liang Yan secretly thought to himself. Although the other person did not wear a black cloak, he had just used the "Bodhi Mirror" in "Eight Parts of Evolution" to observe secretly for a while, but he could not see through this person's level of cultivation.
If he doesn’t have a secret treasure or skill that hides his cultivation, then his cultivation is extremely advanced.
Liang Yan usually acts cautiously. When faced with such a secretive monk, even if he may have the holy energy of mountains and rivers in his hands, he will not rush up to contact him.
Instead of stepping forward at this time, he took a few steps back and fell behind the crowd.
At this time, I heard the fat man chuckle and said: "Fellow Taoists, please be patient. Wang said before that I will only sell this treasure to people who are destined to be destined. If you are not destined to Wang, , Even if there is a treasure that reaches the sky, I will not change it.”
After hearing this, all the monks in the pavilion looked at each other in confusion. Some people couldn't help but ask:
"What is a destined person?"
"Haha."
Pang Da The man chuckled, reached out from his sleeve and took out a palm-sized stone and placed it on the table.
“The person who can make this stone of mine shine is Wang’s destined person!”
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(End of this chapter)