After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect

Chapter 42 42. Strange Market, Seventh-grade Elixir (Please read later)

Tianyun City on the edge of Shu is just a microcosm.

The envoys of the secret sect of Nanwu Jianmen, relying on their good relations with various forces, searched everywhere for the disciples of the Puppet Palace who were taking refuge outside, and killed them when they met!

However, these have nothing to do with Song Yan.

He has completely escaped into the world, and no one knows his true identity and strength.

After more than half a year, Hua Linglong began to send disciples to look for traces of cultivators in the surrounding area because she "had seen the flying swords of casual cultivators and admired cultivators", hoping to establish some "trading" channels with cultivators.

At the same time, the Ghost Qingyi Building also began to take the initiative to understand the outside information such as the situation of the Three Kingdoms.

And these are what Song Yan needs.

Hua Linglong is doing this for Song Yan.

This woman is quite skillful, dispatching people one by one, extending the tentacles of the Ghost Qingyi Building in all directions.

If Song Yan controlled her with the "Ghost Resurrection Technique", she would become a madman without reason, and only knew to execute the command of "kill, kill, kill".

If Song Yan continued to control her with "Infatuated Powder", then when the effect of the drug wore off, the only outcome would be "Song Yan killed her to eliminate future troubles, and at the same time left traces of fake death to prevent others from discovering". Of course, there are many smart people in the world, and the actions of an "uncrowned queen" who took "Infatuated Powder" would also reveal flaws, and then be noticed by others, thus bringing endless unpredictable variables.

Now, it is the best outcome.

This search has been for more than a year.

The winter snow fluttered and fell again.

In a courtyard somewhere, the "Four Birds" were stewing mutton soup, and then scrambled to send it to "Teacher Hua".

Soon, Song Yan had a warm mutton soup in front of him.

When he was at Nanzhu Peak, he took the fasting pills every day, and finally he was tired of it. The wine and meat of the world were more suitable for his stomach.

He picked up a bowl and drank it, and casually instructed the "Four Birds" in martial arts.

At this moment, Hua Linglong walked in from outside. She glanced around, waved her hand to dismiss the "Four Birds", and then looked at the man who was drinking mutton soup, and said: "The casual cultivator market has been found."

Song Yan drank the mutton soup upside down, then put it down, and then said: "Where is it?"

Hua Linglong said: "I have sent people to try to trade. If it is safe, you can go there again. Since the market can trade with the old man of Hanshui Villa, why can't it do it with us?"

Song Yan smiled and said: "You think carefully."

Hua Linglong sat opposite him, looking at his empty bowl in a trance, and suddenly said: "It's getting late, and the snow is falling so heavily."

Song Yan said: "Then I should go."

Hua Linglong shouted: "Bai Que, close the door!"

The door was closed quickly.

Hua Linglong looked at him, eyes full of spring water, and said: "You should know that I am a woman, and I only have you as a man, and there will only be you as a man. After seeing you, others will not be able to stand in my eyes."

Under the stone table, she raised her embroidered shoes and gently but boldly rubbed against Song Yan

Song Yan didn't care whether this was true or not, because it didn't matter.

He was a healthy man with a normal mind. After being teased, he stood up and hugged Hua Linglong horizontally, and turned to go into the house.

In the cold winter, warmth began to rise.

After several months of testing, there was no problem with the city.

Song Yan had not arrived yet, but he had roughly figured out the situation there.

In the spring, he disguised himself a little, stuck some white hair on himself, and went to the city. After showing his strength and indicating his identity as a casual cultivator, he skillfully mixed an identity card and entered.

Unlike the low-level market under Nanzhu Peak, there are no jade cards that can be used to earn contribution points here. The stall owners sit in front of the stalls with their eyes closed, but these people are not cultivators, but just ordinary people with strong bodies.

Ghost Qingyi Building has helped him to make it very clear.

These people are "stall watchers". Their identities are either servants of independent cultivators or their families. That is why this market will trade with ordinary people outside.

This is obviously a "gathering place for independent cultivators with families".

Since they have families, the level of danger is obviously not as great as that of "Qingxi Market", and this is why Song Yan dared to come here alone.

This is the benefit of having power. You don't have to take risks to explore by yourself. Naturally, someone will help you do all the preliminary work.

He doesn't need to scan the goods here, he already knows what is sold here.

There are more flowers, herbs, and prescriptions, but there are also talismans, mechanisms, and even shadow puppets.

Why?

This is not something that the spies of Ghost Qingyi Building can find out.

But there must not be any fairyland nearby, otherwise it would have been dug out by the ghost Qingyi Building.

Song Yan walked and walked, and stopped in front of a stall full of bottles and jars, because he saw the words "Flame Marrow Pill" on a bottle near the back.

His pupils shrank slightly, and he looked up, but saw a little girl still wearing a cotton jacket dozing off, as if she was not afraid of someone snatching the things on the stall and running away.

As if she felt someone's stop, the little girl opened her eyes and said, "What are you buying?"

Song Yan pointed to the bottle of "Flame Marrow Pill" and said, "Excuse me, girl, who made this pill?"

The little girl said, "Why do you care so much?"

Song Yan said, "I need a better pill."

The little girl was stunned and asked, "Do you use it?"

Song Yan nodded.

The little girl got up in a hurry and shouted to the back room, "Daddy, daddy, a great monk who ordered elixirs is here."

Song Yan:.

After a while, a middle-aged man with sharp eyes stepped out, glanced at Song Yan, smiled, and said politely, "What do you want?"

Song Yan said, "Elixir that can break through the seventh level of Xuan realm."

The middle-aged man scratched his head, as if thinking, and asked after a long time, "What do you want to exchange? Gold and silver are not okay, and Xuan jade needs a lot."

Song Yan was stunned, and a feeling of ecstasy rose in his heart. He glanced at the other party, but saw that the little girl leaned behind the middle-aged man and looked at him curiously, so he said, "Shadow puppets."

The middle-aged man said, "Shadow puppets are good things, but I don't need low-level shadow puppets. What level do you have?"

Song Yan said, "Intermediate demon beast, bodyless phantom crow."

This is the best thing he can take out.

Although the shadow puppet of the bodyless phantom crow is also very good, it is nothing compared to the elixir that can help him break through the realm.

"Bodyless phantom crow?"

The middle-aged man was stunned and said, "This is OK."

Song Yan said, "Then let's exchange it."

The other party's family is here, which undoubtedly increases the "seller's credibility."

The middle-aged man said, "Then I need to tell you first, the elixir that breaks through the sixth level of Lianxuan is called 'Duanzang Pill', but I'm not sure if you can use it, because this elixir may be a long time old."

"What does this mean?"

"Do you want it?"

"I want to smell it."

"Only once."

The middle-aged man handed it over, Song Yan took it, sniffed it slightly, and silently said, "Invest one month of life, take a breath as an opportunity, and practice the "Xuanqi Guiding Technique"."

After a moment, he opened his eyes, reached into the bag behind him, and then took out the shadow puppet of "Bodyless Phantom Crow" from the storage ring, saying, "Changed."

The middle-aged man took the shadow puppet and carefully checked it, saying, "Deal."

After saying that, he looked at Song Yan with a much more relaxed expression, and began to sell his other products.

Song Yan took the opportunity to ask, "My fellow Taoist, when I entered here just now, I actually felt a lot of Xuan Qi. Is there a Xuan vein here?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "If there is a Xuan vein, we would have established a sect long ago."

As he said that, he shook his head and said, "There is no Xuan vein here, there is only a huge demon snake corpse.

After the demon snake died, it still exuded Xuan Qi. We sensed it and came here.

We don't know why huge demon corpses suddenly appeared in these places.

This snake corpse has a lot of Xuan Qi, which is enough for us to practice for thirty or forty years.

After thirty or forty years, we will have to find new demon corpses again."

Song Yan's expression was slightly condensed.

He immediately understood the reason why this market was "moving".

Decades ago, this market must have been built on the body of another demon. The mysterious energy of that demon's body was exhausted, so they looked for another place.

But the question is, why are there so many huge demon corpses in this land without mysterious energy on the edge of Shu?

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and asked, "Daoyou, is it safe here? I think your place is good and I want to settle down."

After saying this, the middle-aged man became more enthusiastic and patted his chest and said, "Of course it is safe, just settle down. Many people here have been like you, barging in rashly, trading, and then gathering here and settling their families here.

There is another benefit to coming here."

It seems that this "benefit" is not a secret. The middle-aged man said directly, "Once every ten years, there will be a restriction called the Demon Swamp, and our city scattered cultivators will form a team to explore it.

It seems that many cultivators have died in the Demon Swamp, so many items are still dropped outside. The 'Forging Dirt Pill' you took is what I found in the restriction."

"Demon Swamp, restriction?"

"Yes, it's a coincidence that the restriction is always opened near our city. It is precisely this restriction that attracts many people. The casual cultivators came here because of its reputation. I was attracted here that year. "

"Is it dangerous?"

"Of course it is dangerous if there is a chance." The middle-aged man pointed to the huge market and said, "The number of people here decreases every ten years, but there will be new people joining. After all, even mortals can enter here. If there is a chance, they may become cultivators."

Seeing Song Yan's expression, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "But as long as you don't enter the Demon Swamp, it will be very safe here. Everyone is rushing to the Demon Swamp for the opportunity, and then they will do some business here based on their own abilities.

The next opening time of the Demon Swamp is three months later.

How about it, do you want to come together?"

Song Yan refused directly in his heart, but said, "I'll think about it."

He suddenly cast his eyes to a place, which was a cracked ground. He didn't notice it before, but now he looked carefully and vaguely saw some strange patterns in the deep darkness.

The pattern was the pattern on snake skin, but for some reason it was inexplicably "expanded", so that it looked extremely torn, like a balloon that was blown up by too much air.

This was very contrary to common sense.

Corpses would rot and shrink, but it was the first time he saw "corpses that expanded after death".

The mysterious energy that was emanating from it revealed an indescribable strong vitality, so that the corpse did not decay after death, and its texture could not withstand the vitality, so it expanded and cracked exaggeratedly.

I don't know why, maybe it was because Song Yan had little experience.

As soon as he felt the "strong vitality", he immediately thought of the "multi-tailed dragon fox" bloodline in the "Princess"'s body.

He remained calm, saluted the middle-aged casual practitioner, and quickly left with the "Forging Zang Pill".