Fairy cage

The old man's weak arm was placed on Yu Lie's shoulders, but Yu Lie was shocked.

Especially when he felt the irresistible suction force coming from the opponent's hand, he subconsciously thought: "Why is this animal trying to hurt me!"

boom!

Yu Lie suddenly felt his soul shaking, and was immediately pulled out of his body by the other party.

Fortunately, before he could yell or cast a spell to hit the opponent, another voice came out of the old man's mouth:

"Don't panic, young man. The old man won't hurt you if you have the dragon energy on your side."

Yu Lie came back to his senses at this time, and "he" looked around, and sure enough he found that the dragon aura was strong, and there was still a trace of dragon aura wrapped around his Yinshen, giving him a warm feeling, as if he was still in the physical body Same as in.

But "he" lowered his head and looked at his own body, looking at each other.

He was indeed out of body.

Fortunately, as soon as Yu Lie's mind moved, he realized that the connection between himself and the physical body had not been severed. With just one thought, he could return to the physical body again.

However, despite this, Yu Lie was still shocked and broke out in a "cold sweat", feeling that his soul was chilling.

He was silent for a few breaths, then suppressed the fear in his heart and raised his hands to the old man in front of him: "Let the Taoist Master laugh."

The old man chuckled and said:

"Everyone who comes here without a parent, no matter what, reacts like this. Your kid's reaction is quite calm and composed."

The other party said a few words and immediately shouted:

"Now that you have come to your senses, quickly follow Pindao into the ghost market."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, his body changed again and turned into a ball of will-o'-the-wisp, flying towards the huge pile of tablets.

The tablet that Yu Lie had written was also rolled up by the opponent, and then he found a gap at the base of the pile of tablets and inserted it at will.

"Come on, come on." The will-o'-the-wisp that the old man turned into danced in front of many tablets, saying: "You just need to get in through your tablet."

After saying that, the other party's will-o'-wisp flickered again and flew to the top of the pile of tablets.

"When you first become a Taoist, the location of the Yin Shen tablets are at this height. However, as your Tao practice skills accumulate, the position of the tablets will become higher and higher. Each higher level will have the benefit of a higher level. .

The old man’s tablet is still up there, and he went up first. "

After Yu Lie listened, although he was a little confused, he roughly understood it.

The tablets in the hall must have been handwritten by all Taoist officials in the palace, perhaps including Taoist priests above.

There is a ranking of high and low, which is related to the Taoist's achievements in cultivation. As for Yu Lie, who had just become a Taoist official, he was still just a junior, so naturally he could only be placed in the first hurdle. As his cultivation level improved, the order of Yin Shen tablets would move up step by step.

It's just that Yu Lie still has no idea what the benefits of the Yin Shen tablets and the order of the tablets are.

Whoosh, he turned into a will-o'-the-wisp, and the Yin Shen floated to his own tablet. After a slight hesitation, he bravely jumped into his own tablet.

boom!

next moment.

Yu Lie's consciousness was shaken, and colorful scenes were circulating in his mind. He felt upside down again, as if he had followed the Dragon Boat Taoist master and escaped into a wormhole a few days ago.

Fortunately, within a few breaths, he felt that he was guided by the dragon's energy. He fell down and came to an alley, and felt a down-to-earth feeling under his feet.

Yu Lie looked around at this time and immediately saw the dusty wall tiles. The light was dim, as if he had returned to the back alleys and dark streets of Blackwater Town, and there was fog everywhere, which obscured his vision.

Yu Lie probed out his spiritual consciousness, and the range of what he could see was also restricted. The range of what he could see shrank ten to a hundred times. It was the same as his line of sight. He could only see a little more than four steps to his side.

At this time, a voice of surprise sounded from beside him: "He is indeed a young man with a good foundation, and his Yin Shen strength is very good. It is incomparable to the little guys who have just become Taoist priests."

A figure flashed past, it was the old man who was guiding the rest of the group in the Taoist courtyard.

The other party grabbed Yu Lie's Yin Shen and pulled him out of the alley, mumbling:

"Follow closely. A small Taoist like you has limited vision in the ghost market and cannot see very far. If you lose track of Pindao, you will be in a hurry. Don't blame Pindao for not doing his duty."

Yu Lie came back to his senses and exhaled. He found that his ghost spirit in Laoshizi Ghost Market really seemed to have a physical body and could still breathe.

After shouting several times, Yu Lie composed his mind and followed the old man without saying a word.

As soon as the two of them reached the entrance of the alley, the old man in front suddenly blocked the rest of the group, and the two of them bumped into each other.

The other party shouted urgently: "Slow down, lest you get trampled to death. Otherwise, you will have to return to your physical body to recuperate for a long time before you can come in again."

Whoops!

But a bare foot like a pillar suddenly fell from the mist above Yu Lie's head, then stepped on the open space in front of him, and walked past with a bang.

The remaining columns were still a foot or two away from being stepped on by the giant thing walking in the mist.

This scene was so frightening that Yu Lie broke out in a cold sweat. He couldn't hold it in any longer. He whispered to the old man and asked: "Old Taoist Priest, may I ask where this place is? The giant thing in the fog just now." , what is it again?”

The old man replied: "Of course this is a ghost market. Didn't Pindao tell you before you came in?

However, only Taoists who have condensed the Yin Shen can escape here. As for the giant thing just now, it was also a Taoist who came to hang out in the ghost market, but the other person's cultivation level is higher than yours. It is estimated that he is at least a high-ranking Taoist official, or maybe a Taoist priest. "

The old man also muttered: "Pindao must not have led the wrong way. This street should be the boundary where the last Taoist priests hang out."

After walking a few more steps, when several figures, big or small, but similar in stature to the two of them, passed by, the old man said again:

"You're right, this is Qimu Street. The guy just now was probably bored, so he came here to hang out."

Yu Lie followed closely and asked the other party again, only to learn that in such ghost markets, because Taoists only have Yin gods, and the size of Yin gods appear based on their magic power.

Therefore, the more advanced the Taoist practice, the larger the body will be in the ghost market, and the more solid the Taoist foundation, the more solid the form of the Yin Shen will be.

Among them, the seventh-grade Taoist priest and the sixth-grade Taoist priest lived in the same room, and they were as big as a chicken or a duck and an ordinary person. If the latter was not careful, he could trample the former half to death or to death.

Fortunately, due to the special nature of the ghost market, the Taoist's Yin Shen will not suffer serious damage when it breaks here, nor will the foundation be damaged. It will just be like being possessed by a nightmare, and it will suddenly return to the physical body and wake up, and then it will be tired and delayed for seven days.

Once the "first seven" are over, the Taoist's ghost spirit will return to its original state, and he can go back to the ghost market to wander around and trade.

When Yu Lie heard this, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "It's okay, okay. It seems that although there are many restrictions and clear levels here, it is not a dangerous place."

And his eyes flickered, and he immediately realized how useful this realm could be!

Just the effect of the Yin Shen dispersing and not dying made many thoughts pop up in Yu Lie's mind.

Suddenly, the old man took Yu Lie to a stone house. From time to time, shouts and shouts could be heard in the house, and Taoist Yin Shen came out of the house one after another, with a mix of joy and worry on his face.

"Here we are, this place is the most important place in the ghost market, but it is even more important than Chuan Gong Pavilion."

The old man couldn't wait to squeeze in with Yu Lie.

After entering, Yu Lie saw a circle of fences, and Taoist ghosts crowded in front of the fence, stretching their heads and looking at the center.

There is no fog blocking the fence, but two ghostly figures are fighting, and spells from both sides are constantly blasting out.

Not long after, a scream rang out. Under the bombardment of the enemy's spells, the Yin Shen of one of them cracked inch by inch and dispersed into a ball of air.

Ding!

There was a sound of bells, and someone was sitting on the edge of the fence. There was an abacus on the table, and the abacus clicked on its own.

The other party held a small hammer, knocked on the copper bell on the wooden table, and shouted: "Number 13, number B, wins! I am willing to admit defeat and pay the money quickly."

"Next game, number C, number thirty-six, will face number D, number sixty-seven! I'm sure I'll get it now!"

The fence here turned out to be a gambling and fighting place. The Taoists inside were like fighting cocks, biting and biting each other, while the onlookers around them saw it with scarlet eyes and shouted loudly.

The old man who led the way came to the outside of the fence and rubbed his hands vigorously, as if he wanted to join in.

"This," Yu Lie looked around.

He looked at the crowded and dishonest Taoists around him, and he was really shocked.

After blinking subconsciously, Yu Lie confirmed that he had read correctly. The Taoists around him were all in the form of Yin gods, and many of them were taller than him. They were real seventh-grade Taoist officials.

And these people are all masters in Dao City, and they are all seniors even in Dao Palace. At the moment, they were just like country women, watching the fun and gambling, which really surprised Yu Lie.

But the next moment, Yu Lie reacted.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the spectators who were watching the fight in the fence and the people who jumped into the field. He saw some clues and immediately walked towards the crowd.

When the old man saw Yu Lie coming, he pointed his mouth toward the fence and said:

"Little guy, I'm not tricking you. Coming here is far better than going to Chuan Gong Pavilion to read the dead book and memorize the secrets."

The other party pointed at the two Taoists who had just appeared in the fence: "Look! Not only can you use your own magic here, but you will also have someone to fight with you for free. If you win, you can also earn some reward money."

Even if you don't play and just watch, you can learn from other people's fighting skills and exercise your eyesight.

Look at him in thousands of battles. From now on, when fighting with others, make sure you have a pair of good eyes. Regardless of whether you win or not, at least you know how to distinguish between strong and weak, and run away when you know it's time. "

After saying that, the old man rubbed his fingers and chuckled: "Compared with boring reading and studying, gambling and fighting are undoubtedly more exciting and exciting! Don't you think so?"

Yu Lie raised his eyelids slightly and nodded sternly, agreeing with what the old man said.

And he watched the gambling scene closely, with great interest in his eyes.

Because as the old man said, since Taoists will not die in the ghost market, if they participate in such gambling battles, they can exercise their fighting skills, and by watching such gambling battles, they can increase their eyesight. Both are beneficial.

Even if you are a Taoist who is not good at fighting, as long as you bite the bullet and hang out more, your character will change from a chicken or a duck to a tiger or a leopard.

Although Yu Lie thinks that his character is fair and he is by no means bad at fighting, he is also cautious and cherishes his life very much.

Previously, unless he was forced to do so, or had an advantage and could overpower others with his magical power, he would basically not choose to fight with others, and he didn't have much experience in fighting.

Now that there is a ghost market, where he can fight unscrupulously, it undoubtedly provides him with the best training place!

The joy in Yu Lie's eyes echoed the old man's words:

"It's exactly what the old Taoist said! Just for gambling and fighting, this ghost market is a treasure. I wish I could have come earlier."

"Haha." The old man said with a smile: "A little earlier, you haven't condensed the Yin Shen yet, how could you come here?"

While talking, the two of them looked around in a cockfight-like place. The old man suddenly woke up and said:

"Although this place is good, there are other realms in the ghost market that I need to talk to you about."

This person pulled Yu Lie out from the crowd and walked forward along the street.

After a while, the two passed by a stone house again. At the door of the stone house, there were also Taoists with excited expressions coming in and out. There were also shouts and shouts in the house, which was obviously a gambling and fighting place.

It's just that this stone house is larger than the previous one, and the figures of the Taoists entering and exiting are also larger, indicating that the Taoist practice is obviously deeper.

The old man did not pull Yu Lie in anymore, but continued to walk forward.

A busy street of street stalls appeared in Yu Lie's field of vision, with dots of will-o'-the-wisps, and items placed on the stalls one after another, including elixirs, talismans, flesh and blood, and various magical instruments, which were no different from the stalls in the outside world.

The old man said: "The items on the stall are all made of dragon energy and are not real objects. However, you have negotiated with the stall owner and left the delivery address, and the other party will naturally send an errand to deliver it to your house."

After walking a few steps, there were not stalls on the ground, but people.

Taoists were sitting cross-legged and meditating, floating next to a square wooden sign.

These wooden signs read:

"I can make alchemy and burn the furnace, get medicines and ingredients, and repair formations. I can do it all. The skills are excellent and the price is low."

"Fifteen years of experience in formation formation, and I still have no bad reviews, even if I hire you. P.S. Please bring your own formation materials."

"I have been refining swords for sixty years, and ten kendo spells have been certified by the Dao Palace. Professor Wuyou!"...

Others took the initiative to call out to Yu Lie: "Free alchemy, no penny will be charged. Fellow Taoists who are passing by, don't miss it!"

All kinds of boastful and greeting words flashed in front of the two people, too numerous to mention.

Yu Lie's eyes swept over these Taoists one by one, and he was suddenly surprised.

In particular, he found that people came up from time to time and after communicating with the Taoist who was holding the sign, the two people did not leave their contact information, but left together and disappeared into a dark alley.