Ask about the Immortal Way

Finally, Qin Sang got the token to participate in the auction from Manager Pu. Following Manager Pu's instructions, he rested in Lingdan Pavilion for a few days, then left Yinshan Pass three days in advance and flew to Shidao.

Along the road, you can also see the light running in the same direction, but there are no guards from Yinshan Pass to maintain order here. Everyone is on guard against each other and will not take the initiative to get together.

Qin Sang's Royal Envoy Flying Sky Shuttle flew low-key on top of the tree, thinking secretly in his heart.

The Flying Sky Shuttle was a magic weapon he got during the Qi Refining Stage. It was only a high-grade magic weapon. It was fashionable during the Qi Refining Stage, but now it feels a little slow and a waste of time.

This idea came to me when I came from Xuanshu Pass.

When traveling long distances, if you want to be fast and relaxed, you must use a magic weapon such as the Flying Sky Shuttle.

You can't always walk with a sword or activate the Nine Dragons Chariot Talisman. These two methods are indeed faster, but they consume a lot of spiritual power and cannot be sustained for a long time.

Over the years, Qin Sang has not been able to find a better substitute. This trade fair is an opportunity. He might as well look for it and replace the Feitisuo.

The other thing is to take this opportunity to buy more spiritual wood.

Of course, the most important thing is the soul-attracting grass. You don’t have to force anything else, just let it happen.

After flying in the swamp for a while, Qin Sang saw that the fog in front of him suddenly became thinner. Knowing that the stone island had arrived, he activated the flying shuttle and flew above the fog.

Viewed from a high altitude, the mist in the swamp seems to be a vast sea of ​​clouds, stretching as far as the eye can see.

The weather was a bit gloomy, but we could still see unobstructed views in all directions. Except for the tree canopy that occasionally broke out of the fog layer, there was nothing blocking the view.

There are very few people who dare to fly on the fog layer. After all, the target is too obvious, unless they are very confident in their own strength.

Qin Sang looked around cautiously, then opened his eyes and looked straight ahead.

Not far in front of him, a huge circular hole suddenly appeared in the flat fog layer, without a trace of fog.

The thick fog is billowing, and when it moves there, it will be blocked by an invisible restriction and forced to flow downward, causing the thick fog to resemble water flow, forming a circular 'waterfall' on the edge of the hollow.

All the time, endlessly.

The scene is extremely spectacular.

The stone island is under the hollow, but you can't fly directly there.

Qin Sang fell into the fog again, and after flying forward for a certain distance, a strange force suddenly fell on him, trying to push him out.

This power is not very strong, just like what Pu Guanshi said, as long as a monk at the tenth level of Qi refining stage can resist it.

Qin Sang's body surged with spiritual power, easily blocking the pressure. After a while, he felt a sudden lightness on his body, the clouds disappeared in front of his eyes, and an island appeared in his field of vision.

The island is entirely composed of black stones, like a turtle's back crawling in the center of the swamp, with no vegetation growing on it.

A circle of neat stone houses is located on the island. Surrounded by them is a very majestic tall building in the center. The auction is held in this building.

At this time, there were many monks coming and going on the island, walking between the various stone houses and conducting transactions.

Putting on a cloak to cover his face, Qin Sang dodged and landed on the stone island. Several monks glanced at him and then looked away, minding their own business. Qin Sang also began to walk slowly among the stone houses. got up.

Enchanted evil objects, magic weapons, and secrets of exercises...

Everything you need.

Due to the restrictions of the formation outside Shidao, the monks who entered Shidao were not weak in strength, and the quality of the treasures they could take out was certainly not much different.

However, it is difficult for Qin Sang to see these things.

After wandering around for a while, Qin Sang couldn't help but feel disappointed. He didn't see a single top-grade flying magic weapon. There were some spiritual trees, but unfortunately they were not of high quality and were not as good as golden cedar wood. Now even spiritual trees of the level of golden cedar wood are there. Wood, the improvement to the ebony sword is minimal, and buying it is a waste of spiritual stones.

It's normal to think about it. In this kind of trade fair, which is like a stall, few people are willing to bring out really good things.

Qin Sang pondered for a while, wasting no more time, and suddenly walked towards the end of the street, finally stopping in front of an inconspicuous stone house.

There was no signboard on the stone house, and there were no items inside. Only the gray-haired old man was alone, taking a nap.

"Fellow Taoist invites you."

Qin Sang walked into the stone house, cupped his hands, and softly woke up the old man.

The old man stood up and returned the greeting, waved his hand to close the ban on the stone house, and said: "Old man, I have neglected you. Please don't blame me, my fellow Taoist. I wonder what you need to do? I don't have magic weapons and elixirs for sale here."

Qin Sang smiled slightly, "To be honest with you, fellow Taoist, I have received some advice from a friend. I know that you have a way to invite fellow Taoists and exchange ideas, so I ask fellow Taoist to point you to a clear path."

The old man said "Oh" and looked Qin Sang up and down, without letting him untie his cloak. He stroked his long beard and said, "Since fellow Taoist knows the old man's identity, he must have been introduced by an old friend, but...there are no rules. Destruction has nothing to do with your level of cultivation, fellow Taoist..."

Halfway through his words, the old man saw Qin Sang spreading out his palms with three small spiritual swords placed side by side.

These three spiritual swords were obtained from Dai Yue and the others. They are all top-grade magic weapons, but they also have strengths and weaknesses. Among them, the scarred-faced man's spiritual sword is also considered to be among the best among the top-grade magic weapons.

Qin Sang had ebony swords and could not use these spiritual swords for the time being, so he had already decided to exchange them.

The old man in front of me would organize some people to hold a secret market in private whenever Shidao opened a market. This man had some skills, and the secret market he organized had a good reputation.

If you want to participate in the secret market, you must either be actively invited by the old man, or you must show enough 'strength' and gain the old man's approval.

Qin Sang got some advice from Manager Pu and found out the man's identity and came to see him.

"Are these enough?"

Qin Sang asked with a smile.

Seeing Qin Sang take out three top-quality magic weapons at once, the old man's cloudy eyes lit up and he immediately said: "That's enough! That's enough! Fellow Taoist, please take this jade pendant..."

The old man handed him a jade pendant.

"The auction has not started yet, and there are not many people there yet. The old man has decided to wait until the secret market is over before opening the secret market. The location of the secret market has not yet been decided. When the auction is over, Taoist Taoist monk Duo Shidao will stay for a day. When the time comes, use spiritual power to activate Jade Perry’s restriction, and you will be able to get guidance.”

The old man introduced the use of jade pendant to Qin Sang in detail.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist," Qin Sang put away the jade pendant, said goodbye to the old man, and walked out of the stone house.

After patiently walking around for a while, he only found two low-grade magic weapons with special functions. Qin Sang lost interest and rented a quiet room on the stone island.

Three days flew by.

As night fell, Qin Sang suddenly opened his eyes and pushed the door open.

The tall building in the middle of the stone island is brightly lit, and many immortal cultivators have gathered in front of the door. The auction is about to begin!