I have an eternal eye

Seeing this situation, Zhang Biao frowned slightly.

Although it is a ghost market, they are too wary of each other. His purpose is to collect intelligence, not just to make money.

As if aware of his dissatisfaction, Yuan Hui quickly persuaded him: "Fellow Daoist Bai, don't make a fuss."

"This Lijiashan is a ghost market after all. The rent charged by Qianbao Pavilion is small, so naturally I am too lazy to invest in management. As long as I don't go to other places to cause trouble, I will turn a blind eye."

"So in this place, killing and stealing is the norm. If someone gets an advantage, they will be targeted within half an hour."

"Some time ago, a master of transformation from Miaofan Temple sent his disciples to exchange items. He just didn't understand the rules and arrogantly let out the news that there was a Mengsha obelisk. As a result, he was targeted and the news was sold out. .”

"In less than a day, everyone was gone."

"oh?"

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly, pretending to be curious and asked: "Who did it?"

Yuan Hui looked around and whispered: "This matter is not a secret. It is Black Curse Shanlu Chengzi. He is also a master in the transformation stage and the eldest son of Demon Commander Wei Yang. He built a manor on Lingbao Mountain specifically for Black Curse. Mountain to collect supplies.”

As he spoke, his eyes were full of envy, "For such a big shot, the birth is the end that I will never reach in my lifetime. Tsk, tsk, it's all fate..."

Lu Chengzi?

When Zhang Biao heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He doesn't care whether he is a demon commander or not. The opponent has the Mengsha Obelisk, which is his primary target.

The only worry is that the Mengsha Obelisk has been transported away...

During the conversation, the two of them had put on cloaks and masks to hide their auras, entered the black market, and merged into the crowd of shadowy people.

Arriving here, Yuan Hui also seemed very vigilant.

When communicating, it's all about running Qi to transmit sounds.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, over there is Jinglou, which is the property of several masters of Piotian Tower and is specially used for selling stolen goods. The disciples of Piotian Tower hide themselves from all walks of life and can get any good things..."

"That's the stall of Huanximen over there. They sell all kinds of poisonous powders and secret medicines, and they also buy furnaces and cauldrons all the year round. If you can capture prisoners, regardless of whether they are men or women, as long as they have strong aura, they can sell them for a good price..."

"That's where the disciples of the Killing Sect gather. They have a large number of dead souls and ghosts in their hands..."

"Over there is the industry of Shinto, Taoist and Demonic Cultivators. They sell magic weapons and spiritual energy snatched from all walks of life. The price is cheap, but if you buy it, you must be careful that they hide the evil energy of destiny..."

Xu was about to negotiate a deal. Yuan Hui was in a good mood and kept talking, introducing the situation of the ghost market to him along the way.

Zhang Biao nodded slightly, but was a little absent-minded.

The reason is simple, his mind is noisy at the moment.

Because of his immortal body and divine court, his physical body is extremely powerful. Regardless of his eyes, ears, or other senses, although they are not as good as the magical powers of Buddhism, they are still comparable to magic.

People around him were communicating with each other through sound transmission. It seemed silent, but if he concentrated a little, he could hear clearly.

"Another batch of goods has arrived at Jinglou?"

"That's right, I heard that a disciple of Thieving Heaven Tower, after several years of disguise, actually sneaked into the seventh level of the Demon God Alliance and emptied a demon king's treasury..."

"Tsk tsk, what a great trick, where are the people?"

"How dare you show up? Thirty percent of the blood has been drawn. Please ask Jinglou to handle it on your behalf."

"pity…"

"Did something happen to fellow Taoist Gu?"

"Bewitched by the Duowen Sect, he became insane and went to the territory of the Shenhua Realm to spread heresy and was slaughtered."

"Hmph, I said at the beginning that it's our turn to read classical books, we deserve it!"

There was a hint of surprise in Zhang Biao's eyes.

He suddenly discovered that this ghost market was really a good place.

Although everyone is masked and uses sound transmission techniques, it is this so-called sense of security that makes it easier for them to tell the truth.

All kinds of information circulate here, which is really the best place to collect intelligence, and it is also extremely secretive.

Unconsciously, the two of them turned into an alley.

As soon as he entered, Zhang Biao frowned slightly.

This alley is dilapidated and remote, with the turbid and demonic aura of all beings remaining. On the walls outside the building, creepy mold spots are spreading, and the air is filled with the smell of blood.

Squeak!

Yuan Hui pushed open a wooden door next to him.

This is a small courtyard, but it is quite quiet inside. There are formations arranged to isolate the evil spirit, and there are also a few lanterns that emit a faint spiritual light, making the air a lot fresher.

Hearing the noise, a person quickly walked out of the house.

He is tall and bearded. Although he has a powerful aura, it is obvious that he has just cast the golden elixir.

Seeing the two of them, the man immediately showed an honest smile and said, "This must be Fellow Daoist Bai, please come in."

The room has obviously been tidied up, and there is no dust at all. There is a stone tea table, and a good teapot is simmering on the stove, exuding a strange fragrance.

There are paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls, as well as bonsai carefully cultivated using imperial planting techniques, which are quite elegant.

No matter how you look at it, you can't connect with the rough guy in front of you.

After the three of them sat down, the man quickly poured tea, and Yuan Hui introduced with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Bai, this is fellow Daoist Chu from my brother's sect, and I am an old acquaintance. Because I have to go back and focus on cultivating my tribe, I want to Dispose of this shop."

"yes."

The man looked around with a look of reluctance, "Although this place is remote, it has good luck. It's all thanks to this shop and practicing on the next road that I can get enough spiritual materials."

"If the backbone of the family hadn't grown old, I would have been reluctant to leave."

Zhang Biao asked calmly: "How much is the price?"

The man named Chu held out three fingers.

"Three hundred catties of dark copper."

"That's unreasonable!"

Yuan Hui next to him became angry when he heard this, "Brother Chu, I introduced Brother Bai here because I trust you. How can I ask for a random price?"

"Loose more, two hundred pounds!"

"this…"

The man pretended to be embarrassed and secretly looked at Zhang Biao's face.

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a fox-like smile, "It is indeed a bit expensive, how about 150 pounds?"

He finally saw that Yuan Hui and this man clearly wanted to kill him like a fat sheep.

This place was obviously not worth so much, and he used his spiritual eyes to see more information.

This shop is not owned by men at all.

He teamed up with Yuan Hui to secretly set a trap for the former shop owner, causing him to die a violent death, and then seized this place. It just so happened that he, the newcomer, was ready to make another fortune.

"One hundred and fifty pounds?"

Hearing Zhang Biao's words, the man pretended to be embarrassed, and then slapped his thigh, "That's it, I'm leaving in a hurry, even if I make friends with Daoist Bai."

Obviously, one hundred and fifty kilograms of underworld copper is also a huge profit for them.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, please call me anytime if you need anything..."

After collecting the dark copper, the two left immediately. Yuan Hui said a few words in a pretentious manner, then went out with the man and disappeared into the thick green fog.

Zhang Biao laughed dumbly and shook his head slightly.

He had already seen that something was wrong with this place. Even though it was remote, there was still the turbid and demonic aura of all living beings, and the smell of blood lingered. It was obvious that he had experienced a killing.

But this kind of place is just right for him to hide.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao raised his hand, and hundreds of soul-eating cicadas roared out, first circling in various rooms in the small courtyard, and then rushed out of the alley and entered the surrounding houses.

Sure enough, the surrounding houses were in ruins.

Some yards were so messed up that even the spiritual materials used to arrange the formations were taken away, leaving only dusty mortal objects...

In some courtyards, living beings are infected with turbid evil energy, poisonous sewage fire spreads, and there are several human-shaped mold spots on the ground covered with colorful mushrooms...

There was a battle here, and the person who did it was a member of the Wu Zhuo Demon Cult's Whispering Tao. He was very cruel and left no one alive.

The resentment of the dead monk turned into a curse, which still wanders in the courtyard and is difficult to remove.

Although Lijia Mountain City is a ghost market, a place like this is also an unlucky place that no one wants.

Zhang Biao was not surprised and took out several magic weapons from his arms.

A bronze talisman, engraved with strange runes, was embedded in the door as soon as it was thrown, and the space outside the door suddenly began to distort...

An obsidian Buddha statue fell into the courtyard and immediately burrowed into the soil. White mist rose and everything became blurry...

There were also two wood-carved tomb beasts, which were thrown out by Zhang Biao and immediately turned into shadows of black mist, hiding in the dark...

These are all magical tools of false teachings.

On the battlefield of the chessboard world, the Four Phases Divine Court battles with the False Fa Sect and the Black Curse Mountain, and there are indeed many such spoils.

Zhang Biao wanted to use Bai Yan's identity as a cover, so he asked Priest Wang for help and got some from the Four Phase Divine Courtroom's warehouse, and even some exercises. Through the immortal Tao body simulation, no one noticed at all.

After doing this, Zhang Biao pressed the magic formula again, took back all the soul-eating cicadas, returned to the room, and sat cross-legged in meditation.

The first priority now is to get the Mengsha Obelisk.

But Lu Chengzi's status was extraordinary and he was also a distinguished guest in Lingbao Mountain, so he must be under the special protection of God's Domain.

The opponent himself is a master in the God Transformation stage. His clone is not capable of killing him, let alone the master of Black Curse Mountain who is following him.

It's not that easy to get.

Of course, we must first confirm whether the Mengsha Obelisk is still there.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Biao immediately took out Fang Xiangzong's Nuo noodles, and then waved his hand, and Mengsha black mist surged around him.

He pinched the magic formula and used the dream-entering technique of Birch's lineage.

All the Mengsha obelisks have long been guarded by the twelve Nuo gods he gathered, and are connected to the origin formation of the Ancient Yuan Realm. Several wars have restored a lot of the origin of the Ancient Yuan Realm.

Among them, Boqi, the Nuo god, is the most powerful. After all, Mengsha is a mysterious force that comes from the dream world.

Entering the dream world, a monster appeared in front of Zhang Biao's eyes, like a crow, with three eyes, black mist condensed into feathers, and a golden Nuo noodle on its head.

Zhang Biao squeezed the magic formula, and his soul immediately merged with the Boqi Nuo God, and then continued to shrink, turning into a small black crow, wrapped in black mist, and flew out of the small courtyard.

The ghost market in the dream world is even weirder.

The houses are dilapidated, decaying, covered with mold, and all kinds of weird evil things are wandering in them.

Some areas are guarded by divine lights, which are obviously formations arranged by demon cultivators to prevent people from peeping.

Zhang Biao was not in a hurry, and flew high into the sky, flashing his wings, his blood eyes on his forehead flashing, quietly sensing.

He owns the Mengsha obelisk. If there are other Mengsha powers on Lingbao Mountain, he will naturally be able to detect them.

After a while, Zhang Biao opened his eyes and looked to the foggy northwest with a slightly surprised expression.

There are also Mengsha obelisks on Lingbao Mountain, and not just two. There are at least a dozen areas where Mengsha power exists.

How many did these guys get?

What made him even more strange was that, in addition, he also noticed Nuo Mian's breath, and the Nuo Mian above his face kept trembling.

That is the same power as Fang Xiangzong, but it is more unpredictable...