Enter the Immortal Cultivation

The mysterious mysterious mist operated by tens of thousands of people has enveloped the reef group at the southern end of Linghuang Island. This sea area shrouded in black fog is about a hundred hectares, and it is impossible to see the inside from the outside.

Lian Xinjie led Wang Qi into the mysterious mist. Wang Qi unexpectedly discovered that the mysterious mist looked like gas, but every part of it was relatively stable and would not be blown away by the air. Inhaled into lungs. This mysterious mist means "human heart is a ghost", it is unpredictable and very strange. Wang Qi's spiritual consciousness was greatly suppressed here, and he couldn't even get out of his body.

Lian Xinjie said: "Junior brother Xia, inject your magic power into this ghostly mysterious mist and refine part of it!"

Wang Qi nodded, stretched out his hand, and released the magic power cultivated by the Mysterious True Solution to the Heart. The surrounding ghostly mysterious mist trembled rapidly, and instead of resisting Wang Qi's refining, it directly absorbed this ray of mana.

Since Wang Qi has completed Wo Fa Ru Yi, he can sense the mana after it is absorbed. He clearly found out that his mana dispersed into the entire hundred hectares of ghostly mysterious mist and joined in the movement of the mysterious mysterious mist.

"I have memorized this operation mode. As long as...as long as it can be analyzed...it is a bit difficult." Wang Qi muttered: "Because there are too many wills to interfere, this operation is too chaotic and unpredictable. If you want to seize I am afraid that the only way to control this is to rely on the inner demon curse to contaminate it."

In an instant, his spiritual consciousness was like a huge burden being thrown off, and it immediately rushed out of his body and spread about a foot outside his body.

"One foot?" Wang Qi frowned.

Lian Xinjie explained: "In this ghost mist, no matter what level of cultivation you have, you can only detect one foot with your spiritual consciousness. If you completely suppress the spiritual consciousness of all the monks here, I am afraid that the monks will be killed for fear of being killed." I won’t come here again for sneak attacks. Furthermore, monks must rely on spiritual consciousness to distinguish between good and bad things. Therefore, one foot of spiritual consciousness is allowed within the ghostly mist."

"Even this one foot is a bit blurry. But it's understandable." Wang Qi nodded and was about to walk inside. But this time. Lian Xinjie grabbed him and took him flying to an empty reef. The reef is not small and can accommodate twenty or thirty people standing on it. Lian Xinjie landed on the rock and pulled a few times into a crevice on the rock. He took out two masks and two sets of black robes: "Junior Brother Xia, put on this."

Wang Qi whistled: "You are very skilled in business! You actually hide something like this?"

Lian Xinjie shook his head: "I didn't hide this here, but others threw it here."

Wang Qi smiled happily: "Are you here to trick people?"

Lian Xinjie smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You can't trick anyone. This is also an unwritten rule. Everyone inside will wear clothes and masks that isolate spiritual consciousness. At first, this was to completely Prevent others from tracking, but no one trusts the concealing objects made by others, so they will do it themselves to ensure that these identity-hiding objects will be thrown away after being used once, and others can do whatever they want. Pick it up and use it.”

Wang Qi pondered for a moment: "The merchants here probably don't care much about reputation..."

"Seniors with strength can naturally fix their masks and robes. However, although this black market is tacitly approved by Huangji Split Tiandao, it may not be in the Emperor's taste, so no one dares to show his true face in it." Lian Xin Jie handed it to Wang Qi: "Put it on."

Wang Qi shook his head and asked, "Does this mean that I can use my own robes?"

Lian Xinjie was a little confused: "Although there are modern ritual artifacts circulating here, the dharma robes..."

Modern magic artifacts are not allowed to be brought to Linghuang Island. Magical robes, which need to be worn all the time to be effective, naturally cannot be "made in China" by ancient magicians.

At this time, Wang Qi had already taken out a cloak from the storage bag. This cloak is completely black, and seems to be inlaid with countless twinkling gems. Wang Qi shook slightly. Lian Xinjie felt that he saw Tianhe.

That's right, Tianhe. That cloak was as pure and deep as the Milky Way. Lian Xinjie felt that his spirit was being sucked into the vast sea of ​​stars. Almost unable to extricate myself. It wasn't until Wang Qi shouted softly that he suddenly woke up.

Lian Xinjie took a breath: "This... this... this is really amazing!"

This is actually a robe made purely from ancient methods, and it is of a very high grade!

This cloak was also one of the equipment given by Feng Luoyi. It was unknown which civilization's treasure it was, so it was given to Wang Qi for use. It is said that this robe has a very strong ability to isolate breath. After Wang Qi put it on. As long as he doesn't connect the breath of heaven and earth, he will never be discovered to be a cultivator of today's Dharma.

In other words, after Wang Qi puts on this robe, he can resume his practice of the Real and Virtual Reality Chapter, and the Holy Emperor will never find out!

At most others would think that he was a wealthy ancient cultivator, nothing more.

After Wang Qi put on this piece of clothing for a ride, his mana flowed, dissolving the mana of the Daluo Chaos Scripture in his body, and restored it to the Two Phases of the Other Side Chapter, while maintaining his apparent cultivation of the Great Freedom and Mysterious True Interpretation of the Heart. Then, the electronic virus-like mana of the Two Phases Beyond Chapter rushed into the joyride and completed the preliminary refining in just a few minutes. The entire Doupo turned into a cassock and wrapped around Wang Qi tightly. At the same time, the supernatural powers automatically converged and returned to the ordinary.

After completing this step, Wang Qi even dispersed the mysterious and true understanding of the Great Freedom, completely restored to the original two-phase other side chapter.

Now, except that he can no longer breathe with the heaven and earth, and turn himself into a part of the heaven and earth, and absorb the spiritual energy from the heavens, Wang Qi is not much different from himself in his prime.

Lian Xinjie stared blankly at the changes that happened to Wang Qi. In his perspective, Wang Qi's magic power and will were all covered by the robe. But for some reason, he felt that Wang Qi seemed to be more and more terrifying.

Wang Qi glanced at Lian Xinjie and said, "Hurry up."

Lian Xinjie nodded, immediately put on a robe, put on a mask, and followed Wang Qi into the Ghost Black Market.

The Ghost Black Market, as its name suggests, is a "ghost domain". There are many people in it, all wearing black clothes and masks, and they are constantly flowing between the reefs. These pedestrians are extremely silent, just walking in a hurry, not talking to each other, and there is no intersection. But for some reason, the whispers around have never stopped, merging into a buzzing sound, which is extremely dull.

The sellers in the black market are not as high-sounding as the merchants in Shenzhou. They either occupy a piece of reef, or simply use magic power to hold themselves and living things up, just floating in the air, sitting cross-legged in meditation, and are unwilling to waste any time for practice. Only when others ask, they will open their eyes.

The sea is ups and downs, and those monks occasionally disappear in the waves. However, no matter how turbulent the waves are, they can't shake the position of those monks.

If ordinary merchants do business like this, they will lose money. However, these people are monks, serious monks, and they rely very little on the "collective". They don't need gold and silver, they just want those items that can help their practice.

This is the so-called "barter"!

It's just...

Lian Xinjie heard Wang Qi's "tsk" and turned around and asked: "Junior Brother Xia..."

"Don't call me Junior Brother Xia here. Call me Fellow Daoist Wang!"

"Fellow Daoist Wang, what's your problem?"

"I don't quite understand..." Wang Qi sighed: "Why can't you work together at this time?"

"Work together... together?" Lian Xinjie was a little confused: "What is that?"

It seems that he has no relevant concept.

Wang Qi shook his head and felt even more strange.

This kind of barter. It seems to be a good way for both buyers and sellers to get satisfactory results. But in fact, the anxiety of this transaction method is very low, and it is far less convenient and quick than clearly marked prices. Establish a general equivalent, and then all doctrines are mediated by this general equivalent. This is one more link than barter, but in actual operation, it is unknown how many times simpler it is.

In addition, division of labor and cooperation is also a very natural thing in Wang Qi's view. If you collect any resources that you don't need, you can hand them over to an intermediary agency to sell, and if you want something, you can ask the intermediary agency to collect it. Although doing this will take away some commissions, it saves a lot of time.

"I really don't understand why you are satisfied with such primitive..." Wang Qi shook his head and didn't say anything.

This black market seems to have everything. Wang Qi even saw a lot of products of the modern law immortal way. However, these products of the modern law immortal way are not too advanced, mostly some talismans, elixirs, low-level magic tools and the like. In addition, there are some natural treasures that are obviously industrial products. They are much rougher than natural natural treasures, and they also appear to be more turbid and have no spirituality. However, in terms of the effect of refining magic tools, they are the same as ordinary natural treasures.

Here, the best-selling things are either these products of the modern law immortal way or very old.

After noticing that the modern magic tools here were not conspicuous, Wang Qi calmly took out a bracelet from the storage bag, put it on his hand, and then secretly pressed a Lingxi bottle.

Then, Wang Qi noticed another very eye-catching phenomenon. There are also many second-hand magic tools here. However, in Wang Qi's eyes, these second-hand magic tools are no different from rags.

Before the cultivators obtain their own magic tools, there is usually a situation where the power of the magic tools can gradually not keep up with the growth of magic power, and the old magic tools will be eliminated. And these eliminated magic tools, if they are not damaged, will be passed on to the younger brothers and sisters who come later or the younger disciples who are accepted. If they are damaged, they will soon be turned into slag and re-refined.

However, the ancient magic cultivators do not have this condition. In this distant sea, it is very difficult to find a mineral vein without a big monster entrenched, and a magic tool can often be passed on several times. "New three generations, old three generations, knocking and beating three generations" is the true portrayal of these ancient magic cultivators.

Wang Qi looked around, but found that there seemed to be no place to buy medicinal materials here. He pulled Lian Xinjie and asked in a low voice: "Brother Jie, is there anyone selling medicinal herbs nearby?" (~^~)