Chapter 55: Zero Yuan Purchase
“Not bad, full harvest.”
Shen Lian glanced through the next three volumes of martial arts secrets, and then collected the core.
One volume of excellent training.
The name is [Tiger Bone Iron Spine Kung Fu], which can barely be regarded as an internal martial arts. It uses strength to temper the spine, which is very rare in horizontal training.
With Shen Lian's current tough skin and special scales, it is actually enough to face monsters with ordinary behavior. It is just that the organs and bones are lacking, and they will make up for it little by little in the future.
The other two volumes are superior pile methods, suitable for integration into Yin and Yang Tai Chi piles.
[Bi Qing Xing Xin Zhuan], the Qing Xin Qing that has been cultivated is moderate and gentle. It can also promote the regeneration of one's own blood and prolong life.
[Hunyuan Integrated Pile], the Hunyuan energy is pure and restrained, and has miraculous effects in protecting the organs.
"It's a pity. If I could go to the third floor of the ghost market, I would gain more. Maybe I could learn some magical secrets."
Shen Lian swept through the bustling streets and saw that the severely eroded money redemption ghosts had begun to sell weird food one after another.
Eating contains strong resentment, causing the fortune-seeking ghosts to suffer a sharp decline in their moral conduct.
Obviously the order is breaking down.
"The big demon on the third floor should be related to pigs. After a thousand years, resentment can make the demons within the range become [gluttonous]."
Shen Lian walked towards the tunnel and happened to pass by. A stall selling medicinal herbs.
The ransom ghost lowered his head, and because he was too fat, his facial features were squeezed together, and he muttered to himself in a delirious manner.
"I'm afraid the Jinwu Guards have already surrounded and suppressed the big demon on the third floor. I always feel that the influence of gluttony continues to intensify. Is it such a coincidence that I came at the right time?"
Shen Lian didn't know.
A certain nine-eared demon that looked like a myna bird quietly sneaked into the third floor of the ghost market.
Shen Lian dropped the last drop of the Eye-Brighting Talisman Water into his right eye. After observing, he found that although the resentment on the second floor of the ghost market became more and more intense, the ghost market itself had no damage and was extremely stable.
"If the big demon can't shake the foundation of the ghost market, wouldn't it be a... good opportunity?"
Just think about it, since dozens of ghost markets can be spread all over the Tang Dynasty, how can there be only one demon behind it? Two thousand years.
Shen Lian couldn't help but smile, almost like a money redeemer.
"How to sell the medicinal materials?"
The money redeemer has no response, and his turbid resentment is constantly promoting the transformation into pigs.
Shen Lian asked a few more times, then reached out and picked up a three-hundred-year-old herb. The money-redeeming ghost began to twitch uncontrollably, but still ignored it.
“Hey, buy it for zero yuan?”
Shen Lian only hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the herbs and stuffed them into the core.
It wasn’t until a dozen herbs were wiped out that the ransom ghost became violent, but he was tightly restrained by the chain around his neck.
Bang bang bang.
"Don't worry about it. Too much obsession will easily shorten your life. Oh, you are already a ghost. That's okay. I'll go check out other people's business."
Shen Lian turned around and glanced at the stall next door. There was a jade The bottle contains two large pills.
Pick up and cast Wisdom Eyes.
[Huang Pu Dan identification completed, Nine Qi Earth Disgust experience +0.01%]
[Huang Pu Dan]
[Refined by Fan Rong, it is a powerful medicine. After taking it, it can replenish qi and blood, promote the healing of injuries, and slightly promote the cultivation of internal strength. 】
No matter what the origin of Huangpu Dan is, it is the same when eaten.
Shen Lian nodded towards the stall owner, and Huang Pudan threw the core into the fruit, causing the money redeemer to become furious and incompetent, with resentment gushing out from his mouth and nose.
"Hey, the Eye-Brighting Talisman? We just ran out of the Eye-Brighting Talisman. Do you mind getting seven or eight of them?"
"Red-skinned peanuts with two hundred years of medicinal properties? Bring one for Starling. Half a catty, lest it always think about the fish and fruit, come here, take the three cents.”
"Fine iron and soft armor, eh, I don't think I need it. It's okay. Let's wear it for the old man."
Shen Lian focused on those small and expensive items that he bought for zero yuan. Wherever he went, he redeemed a lot of money. The ghosts rioted unwillingly. "The storage space of the fruit core is really limited, only one cubic meter, otherwise I would have to help them solve their obsessions no matter what they say."
Shen Lian feels that he has been very low-key. Some of the talismans require internal force to activate, so I only took out a dozen or so as a souvenir.
“If a ghost market can set up stalls, it can be resold in the future.”
On the second floor of the ghost market, ghosts cried and howled, and the money-redeeming ghosts who were not persecuted also screamed hoarsely, making sounds like pigs eating.
Crack, click, click.
The chains around the limbs and neck of the money redeemer have become loose.
They looked at Shen Lian with burning eyes, as if they wanted to eat the latter alive. There was spittle flying out of their mouths and the ground sizzling.
Shen Lian stopped in front of the tunnel.
"The collapse of the second-level rules of the ghost market is most likely due to the transformation of the ransom ghosts into guinea pigs. They are turning into another kind of ghost, so the restraints of the chains will begin to lose their effect."
No. If something unexpected happens, after the rules of the ghost market are restored, all the pig-like money redemption ghosts on the second floor will be cleared away.
Roar! ! !
The first ghost broke free from its chains, and a fishy stench filled the air.
The chains of other ghosts are broken one after another. What was originally a scene at the New Year's Fair is now like a gluttonous feast where demons are dancing.
………
Street corner.
“Cough.”
Zhu Yihong opened his eyes weakly.
She could not stop vomiting while leaning against the wall. Her stomach was full of undigested minced meat. The influence of the big demon was eroding her body and soul every moment.
Even if there is internal strength to suppress resentment, the resentment is almost endless.
It was only then that Zhu Yihong realized that Jin Wuwei's layout on the third floor of the ghost city was just a victim of the accident.
She steeled herself and looked at the ghost market that was in chaos.
“Even if the big demon is full of resentment, the ghosts will not be so rioting.”
“Forget it, there is no point in studying it. In the end, it will just become the blood food of the ghosts. If you want to kill It’s almost impossible to get out of the second floor.”
"Huh?"
Zhu Yihong frowned tightly.
She noticed that there was a motionless figure at the end of the street, and the direction the ghost was running was obviously towards the latter.
"It seems that he is a warrior who accidentally entered the second floor of the ghost city."
Zhu Yihong felt that he looked strangely familiar, but due to the resentment entering his body, his vision became blurred.
At this moment.
Dong dong dong! ! !
The dull heartbeat echoed in the ghost city, making Zhu Yihong's blood surge.
Zhu Yihong's pupils shrank and he stared at Shen Lian in disbelief. The latter no longer restrained his energy and blood, and unspeakable heat hit his face.
Boom.
It was as if Shen Lian's flesh and blood were inflated, and his body expanded crazily in the blink of an eye, reaching a height of just over three meters. His terrifying aura overwhelmed all the ghosts.
The muscles all over the body are clearly defined, and the dark scales shimmer with a cold light.
While breathing through the mouth and nose, white air penetrates four to five meters.
"Black...Black Coffin Man!!!"
Zhu Yihong finally realized why the Black Coffin Man could hide in Yanliang Town. The latter could obviously control the special, which was simply unheard of.
"Is the man in the black coffin really a warrior? But there is no martial arts that can turn him into a monster!"
"What does he, he, he... want to do? Kill dozens of ghosts?!!"< br>
(End of this chapter)