Eternal gate

Chapter 28 Big deception

In the early morning, the black market in Forgotten City was also bustling with activity. It was a mixed place with many shady businesses. Stall owners and storekeepers were all shrewd, and the people who were selling stolen goods were all different people.

"If your belly is hanging down and your forehead is wide, you will have money."

"The heaven is really full, the earth is round, and it brings good luck."

"A sharp eyebrow, Kefu?"

Zhao Yun was covered in a black robe, looking left and right, and talking to himself all the way.

After reading the Xuanmen Book of Heaven, I learned some furry skills.

Now, it's time to put it into practice. There are a lot of people coming and going in the black market. Whenever you meet someone, you will definitely murmur.

Looking at the passers-by, he lowered his eyes again and looked at his hands.

There are words in the heavenly book, and there are twelve palaces of the Eight Diagrams in the hand. Men can read the Eight Diagrams, and women can read the Nine Palaces. They also have a lot of knowledge.

But, he hasn't figured it out yet.

That's right, fortune telling and fortune telling are both mysterious and mysterious. One third of the truth is true and the other seven is false. What's the profound truth?

After closing his eyes, he looked around at the passers-by again, still muttering.

Luna glanced at him and said, "Are you here to find elixirs, or are you here to read someone's fortune?"

"Both are correct." Zhao Yun laughed dryly.

After all, he was still reading secretly. The Book of Heaven is profound and profound, so you have to apply what you have learned!

At some point, he settled down at a stall.

The items on the stall don't seem to have anything to do with martial arts. Most of them are porcelain, calligraphy and paintings.

"Donor, your hall is dark!"

The opening remarks of the young master of the Zhao family are easy to understand. I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional.

Because of his words, the stall owner's face turned dark.

I met the magic stick so early in the morning and cursed him like this. It was strange that I felt better.

A slip of the tongue, definitely a slip of the tongue.

Under the black robe, Zhao Yun just smiled dryly. He was originally going to ask: Do you have any elixirs?

As soon as Naihe opened his mouth, he accidentally got into trouble.

"Brother, you have a pill here." Zhao Yun changed his words in a hurry.

"Get lost."

The stall owner has a bad temper and scolds you when he opens his mouth. Don't say I don't have it. Even if I have it, I won't sell it to you.

Zhao Yun sneered and turned around in confusion.

Along the way, he was extremely dedicated. He planned the route, stalls and shops, and asked about them one by one.

Unfortunately, there is no elixir.

Near noon, I visited a hundred and eighty stores but still found no results.

Helpless, he secretly glanced at Luna.

That girl is really leisurely, lying on the moon, closing her eyes and falling asleep.

Zhao Yun didn't ask and continued to wander.

The elixir was not found, but a lot of pills and spiritual liquid were found, and he collected a lot of them.

"stop."

When night fell, I heard the Moon God say a faint word and pointed his finger casually.

Zhao Yun followed his hand and looked sideways.

What he saw was a building full of money. It was the shop where he sold stolen goods last time.

"He has the elixir." Moon God said.

Zhao Yun didn't answer, but walked straight in, knowing that the man Yue Shen was referring to was the shopkeeper of Caimanlou.

It was still the old man in sackcloth, reading ancient books.

When a customer came, he didn't even raise his head. He just said, "Selling treasure?"

"Is there any elixir?"

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense, and his voice was old. He had used voice-changing pills in advance to cover up people's ears.

"No."

The old man in sackcloth replied simply, his tone still neither salty nor bland.

"Baby, my heart is angina, I'm afraid it's uncomfortable."

Zhao Yun said leisurely, saying "little baby" in his mouth, and the name was full of force. It matched his old tone and there was nothing wrong with it. When people heard it, they thought he was a reclusive old man.

To put it bluntly, it's just deception.

It is not accurate to say that he is cheating, just because what he said is the truth.

The little Condensation Realm naturally does not have such a vision.

But don't forget, there is also a moon god in his consciousness, a serious god.

Those words just now were what the Moon God taught him to say.

Although the old man in sackcloth is full of glory, he actually has hidden wounds, which the Moon God can see at a glance.

If I don't sell the elixir, I'll trick you into selling it.

Not to mention, Zhao Yun's words about heartache made the old man in sackcloth raise his eyes and frown slightly.

Indeed, he had hidden wounds.

His injury, which few people knew about, was now seen, and they even called him a baby.

"My limbs are cold at the third watch, and my bones are burning at the fifth watch."

"On the first day of the lunar month, the Dantian is exhausted; on the fifteenth day of the lunar month, the true energy is defeated."

"What I said is correct."

Zhao Yun spoke again, speaking one word after another, his words were deep and his acting was impressive.

These are all taught by the Moon God.

The two of them cooperated very well, one was responsible for speaking secretly, and the other acted openly.

I have to say that Zhao Yun's acting skills are still acceptable.

Seeing that the old man in sackcloth had subconsciously stood up, his eyes changed when he looked at Zhao Yun.

Yes, Zhao Yun is absolutely right.

Even though he seems to have nothing to do on weekdays, he is actually miserable and suffering in his fifties.

"I hope senior can clear up my confusion."

The posture of the old man in sackcloth was much lowered, and he even held his hands in the dignified Ksitigarbha realm.

This time he bowed, Zhao Yun felt urgent to urinate.

According to the Xuanmen Book of Heaven, if you worship your predecessors in vain, your life will be shortened.

"Is there any elixir?"

Zhao Yun forced himself to calm down and asked for the second time.

"Yes, of course there is."

The old man in sackcloth smiled and said that elixirs are not for sale, but it depends on the situation.

At this moment, a senior expert is here, and if he can't cure his injury, there is no reason not to sell it.

As long as he can be cured, it’s okay to give it away for free!

"Practice the technique backwards, and you are considered unique."

As Zhao Yun spoke, he walked away with his hands behind his back, wandering around the shop, looking here and there, all just to hide his nervousness. After all, there was a Ksitigarbha statue in front of him.

"Practice backwards?"

The old man in sackcloth furrowed his brows fiercely, his eyes were quite deep, he didn't know whether he was trying to figure it out or remembering.

One thing is worthy of recognition, that is, he firmly believes in Zhao Yun's words.

Since he was a reclusive old man, there was no need to come all the way to fool him, and he didn't have that much dignity.

"It turns out there's something wrong with the technique."

After a long time, the old man in sackcloth murmured softly that the technique he practiced was obtained from an ancient tomb in his early years. It was indeed overbearing. This was also the reason why he was so diligent in cultivation. Unexpectedly, it actually hid trouble.

"You're still here to deceive the younger generation like this."

The face of the old man in sackcloth had darkened a lot, and he was definitely scolding the person buried in the ancient tomb.

But then I thought about it, he deserved it.

If you don't do so many things and just want to pick up people's ancestral graves, you are asking for it.

"Senior, if you practice properly, you will be cured."

After calming down, the old man in sackcloth hurriedly followed Zhao Yun's footsteps.

"It's both positive and negative."

"The main reason is that your technique is incomplete and has been criticized a lot."

"After years of abuse, it is extremely difficult to recover."

Zhao Yun was still strolling around, cheating while strolling, or it could be said that the Moon God was cheating.

"May seniors save me."

The old man in sackcloth held his hand again, his eyes were sincere, and he really regarded Zhao Yun as a life-saving straw.

By the way, he scolded the owner of the tomb again.

You are such a talented person. Not only did you tamper with the skills, but you also laid so many pitfalls for me.

Looking at Zhao Yun, he just wandered around without talking.

When the old man in sackcloth saw this, he patted his forehead and hurriedly took out a pill.

If you want people to be cured, you have to benefit them!

Looking at his elixir, it is completely snow-white, bright in color and rich in medicinal fragrance.

"Jing Yuan Dan."

Zhao Yun's eyes brightened. Although it was the first time he saw a real elixir, he recognized it as an elixir that could enhance the spirit.

"Calm down." Luna reminded him.

Understand clearly, you are playing the role of a senior expert. If you stare at Yiwendan like this with sharp eyes, anyone who looks at it will be like a bumpkin who has never seen the world. Can you be a senior expert?

Zhao Yun coughed dryly and closed his eyes slightly.

"Senior?" The old man in Mai was still waiting and called tentatively.

"Get a pen and paper."

Zhao Yun said lightly, "It really looks more and more like the acting. With the Moon God around, I feel quite confident."

The old man's hands and feet were numb and he had everything he needed.

Zhao Yun picked up the pen and wrote like dragons and phoenixes as the Moon God said.

The old man read it and frowned.

What Zhao Yun wrote was clear and logical, but this method was a bit difficult for him to accept.

To put it bluntly, you have to pay a heavy price: lowering your cultivation level.

Thinking about it, it was true that he had reaped the consequences. The stronger his cultivation and the more powerful his techniques, the more serious his injuries would be.

In this way, only by lowering one's realm and rebuilding one's realm can one achieve the right path.

While talking, Zhao Yun wrote another article, which was about the exercises, but it was not complete.

It’s a business! The water flows slowly.

The old man in sackcloth accepted it and was extremely grateful. Seeing that the technique was incomplete, he knew what Zhao Yun meant.

"This elixir is still available."

Zhao Yun picked up a piece of white pill and asked casually, apparently not caring, but in fact he wanted it very much.

"At this moment... none."

The old man in sackcloth gave a dry laugh, "I've given you the only one I have."

"In this case, I will come back in three days."

Zhao Yun said and walked away. If there is nothing now, there will definitely be something when he comes back! In order to heal the wounds he had suffered for many years, the old man in sackcloth would try his best to find elixirs to exchange for his remaining skills.

This is the steady flow of water.

"Senior, where can I find you?" The old man in sackcloth quickly took a step forward and asked.

"I'll see you when I have to."

Zhao Yun stepped out and went out. You don't need to look for me. I will come to you for a walk often.

The old man didn't ask any more questions and watched Zhao Yun leave.

Then, we saw that he had closed the shop. Healing his wounds was more important than making money.

Just say it! After suffering for half a life, you will always meet the noble person.

Here, Zhao Yun has disappeared into the crowd, and occasionally looks into his arms to see the Jingyuan Pill.

At this point, I could see more clearly that there was a pattern on the elixir body.

That was the elixir pattern. He had read in ancient books that martial arts were divided into strong and weak ones, and elixirs also had different levels: the first pattern of white elixir, the second pattern of purple elixir, the third pattern of silver elixir, the fourth pattern of golden elixir, and the fifth pattern of elixir. Panacea.

The Five Marks Pill was the highest he knew.

As for those who are higher than the five lines, there must be others, but there is no record in the ancient books.

"Good Dan."

Zhao Yun chuckled, real elixirs are not comparable to pills.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Luna again.

Today, without the guidance of the Moon God, he would not be able to fool the old man in sackcloth with his way of doing things.

The moon god paid no attention and fell asleep comfortably.

That look made it clear: learn a little.

"Then I have to study hard."

Zhao Yun chuckled, quickened his pace, and couldn't wait to swallow the pill.

Xu was so happy that he ignored the fact that someone was following behind him.

That was also a man covered in a black robe. Maybe he was here to sell stolen goods on the black market.