Immortal, I Only Practice Forbidden Techniques

Chapter 141 Four No Principles

Xiaoqianshan, Yuangufang City.

"Hui Qi Pill, eleven Spirit Stones per bottle!"

Jiang Ming set up a stall selling panacea, and another customer came in, tentatively quoting the price.

"Master Jiang from Lingzhitang? I heard that your Medicine Pills are of stable quality and have a high reputation... Then I'll take a small loss for what I can't bear. Let's get five bottles first!" said a stubble-faced burly man.

"Fellow daoist buy so much?" Jiang Ming asked with a smile on his face while his heart skipped a beat.

"Hey, there's no harm in saving more of this thing, just in case you need it..." The big man said casually, but didn't say much, put down the Spirit Stones and took the elixir, and then left quickly.

Jiang Ming weighed the Spirit Stones in his hands, and looked at the few panacea left on the stall, but he was more worried. What kind of bullshit has a high reputation and is in case of emergency. This person is obviously preparing for something...

In the past few days, Xiaoqianshan's prices have risen slightly, and Jiang Ming has also followed the trend and increased the price of each bottle of Medicine Pill by 10%, but it is getting better and better.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world that these Rogue Cultivators have suddenly made a fortune, and there are so many Spirit Stones that they have nowhere to spend?

Although prices have fluctuated before, but this time Jiang Ming's intuition felt that something was wrong.

"You still have to ask someone inside!"

Jiang Ming's eyes flickered, he closed the stall directly, walked to a remote street corner, took out two communication symbols from the storage ring, entered the information with Spirit Power, and let them fly...

that night.

Yuqiong Tower.

In a secluded private room.

"Senior Brother Feng, Brother Duan, what happened on this Little Thousand Mountain?"

Jiang Ming lowered his posture and asked for advice.

Feng He smiled when he heard the words: "You have a keen sense of smell, and it's only been a few days since you realized something was wrong... During this period of time, some strangers have indeed come to the mountain, and even in our various halls, there have been some strange people joining us. .”

Feng He didn't call the name, but Jiang Ming knew that the person he was talking about should be someone like He Xiaowan who joined suddenly.

It seems that the senior management of Lingzhi Church also knew that He Xiaowan's intentions were impure...

"Will there be disasters?" Jiang Ming asked in a low voice, he didn't care about these messy people, he only cared about what kind of disturbance it was and whether it would affect him.

Duan Ping ate the steamed spirit fish leisurely, and interjected: "As long as we adhere to the purpose of our Lingzhi Church, and don't get together, gather, be curious, or participate in the excitement... nothing will happen."

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up, it's good to have a background, this kid really knows something, and hurriedly urged him to elaborate.

Duan Ping chuckled, looked left and right, and played a sound-proof talisman with his fingers, covering the surroundings of the three of them, and then he opened his mouth and said, "Do you still remember that in the incident at the Blackstone ruins more than ten years ago, countless cultivators died, even The Foundation Establishment overhaul is involved, and the Gold Core ancestors are following behind the scenes..."

Jiang Ming was taken aback, but then he recalled, he heard that there was a remnant of Power lectures in the ruins, which can benefit from the Golden Core to the Qi Refining...

"However, the ruins are protected by formation, won't they be opened again after sixty years?" He frowned.

"That's true, but formations are dead, and people are alive... The formations have been in disrepair for a long time, and the major cultivating forces in Lihuo Realm have continued to explore these years, and the Golden Core powerhouses have shot several times , it can be regarded as some harvest in advance!"

"And a few days ago, the Golden Core ancestor of Xiaoqianshan seemed to have obtained some benefits in the ruins, but he was seriously injured in the battle with several other Golden Core cultivators, and fled away. I haven't returned yet..."

Jiang Ming's heart trembled, without Xiaoqianshan, where the Golden Core ancestors sit, for other Golden Core forces, it is no different from a piece of fat waiting to be divided.

"Will other forces attack Xiaoqianshan?" Jiang Ming asked quickly, "Will it affect Lingzhi Church?"

Duan Ping looked calm, shook his head and said: "Xiaoqianshan is different from those Sects, its value lies in the many Rogue Cultivators here, which continuously create wealth for managers... In the end, Lingzhitang, Danhuotang, etc. At best, they are a group of advanced Rogue Cultivators, no matter who wants to eat Xiaoqianshan, as long as we are obedient, they will not do anything extraordinary to us."

Jiang Ming nodded in amazement, leek bonus, I understand, I understand...

"However, those Rogue Cultivators who join in the fun may take advantage of the troubled waters, and there may be some confusion, but other than that, it's nothing more than a change of owner. We minor repairs, life, how to live or how to live..."

Feng He also smiled and said, obviously the two of them didn't take it seriously, and they didn't have any sense of belonging to Xiaoqianshan.

"Master Flowing Water, iron-clad leeks!"

Jiang Ming felt emotional, and suddenly remembered the days of picking herbs in Ping'an Town. Times have changed, but some things are always like this...

He suddenly remembered something, and looked at Duan Ping: "Aren't you Uncle on duty at the main peak? Wouldn't it be affected?"

The few of them are already familiar with each other, so there is no need to shy away from saying this. Duan Ping's Uncle is the overhaul of the Foundation Establishment middle stage, and he can be regarded as a high-level figure in Xiaoqianshan.

Duan Ping took a sip of his wine: "My Uncle told me this, let me live as I want... He just went down the mountain two days ago, and he has already communicated with others!"

Jiang Ming was taken aback, and went down the mountain, there is too much to talk about here, it's a pity I don't have such an uncle...

...

Satisfied with food and drink, Jiang Ming bid farewell to the two of them and returned home with a heavy heart.

"It seems that it's time to go out for a few days..."

"The throne is changing, the lords may step on leeks unintentionally, but there may be a lot of Foundation Establishment overhauls that want to fish in troubled waters. If you accidentally hurt them, it will be a big trouble..."

Jiang Ming didn't plan to leave Xiaoqian Mountain completely, but after weighing the pros and cons, maybe it's time to go out for a few days.

Although Duan Ping and Feng He both looked calm and calm, but Jiang Ming would not see that others are good at it, so he really thinks that he is good at it.

Those two people are both Xiaoqianshan's old fritters, and the relationship behind them is complicated, and Jiang Ming has no background. Although everyone usually talks and drinks, but when something happens, the purpose of Lingzhi Church is to be wise and safe, and no one will care he.

The safest thing is to run away in time...

This place will be a land of right and wrong right away, and it won't be too late to come back after you settle down... As long as you don't get involved in the vortex, you won't offend your enemies, and at most you will lose some spiritual rice in the field, which is nothing.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Ming packed all the messy things in the house, such as medicine cauldrons and books, into the storage ring.

He also harvested all the mature elixir in the spiritual field... As for those seedlings, just throw them here, they are not worth much at all, just in case they survived.

"And these things..." Jiang Ming walked under the big tree and dug out a storage ring from the pit.

"Fire Lotus Valley, Sancai... and gifts from Rogue Cultivators who don't have eyesight a few times in the past ten years, there are so many things, all of them are here."

"The chaos has been rising these days, and I'm about to leave too. It's time to go to the black market and take advantage of the chaos to sell these things for cash..."

Although he has been to the black market many times, Jiang Ming is extremely patient and has never taken these things out. He has been waiting until now.

He put away the storage ring and inspected it for the last time, and he was slightly relieved that there was nothing missing.

Under the darkness of night, Jiang Ming moved his body and began to practice own's various spells one by one, so as to calm down his mind, and thought about the preparations before leaving...

"With my physical body and recovery power, I don't need any defensive methods. In terms of attack, golden fire sword fingers supplemented by fireball skills are enough. At most, I can buy some talismans for emergencies. The most important thing now is to buy a pair of talismans. escape Magical Item..."

Jiang Ming is not afraid of being injured, only afraid of being caught. For him, escape is the first priority.

However, he has also seen all kinds of escape spells, and the strongest one is only 50-50 comparable to Martial Dao's forbidden art, the Broken Vein Meridian. After that, he can only practice it in the Foundation Establishment period... so the only way to get an escape spell Magical Item, in order to increase his current speed a bit.

"The goal of buying a better Magical Item in the square market is too big, let's solve it in the black market..."

...

In the early morning, the spirit mist filled the mountains, and the rice fields were quiet, and even the Lingnong farmers had not yet entered the mountains.

But in a valley with intricate terrain, there are already figures coming and going, and simple stalls are scattered in the valley, displaying various treasures.

Medicine Pill, talisman, Magical Item... There are both common outside and mysterious unknown things, and some Magical Items are impressively engraved with the symbols of some cultivating sects.

Obviously, those who dare to come here to sell goods are not ordinary people, Qi Refining early stage is not seen at all, Qi Refining late stage accounts for half of it...

In addition to the stalls selling treasures, many of the stalls are also marked with the word "purchase", which is obviously prepared for some cultivators who come here to sell shady things...

A thin, black-faced man wandered casually in the black market, until after two or three laps, he stopped in front of a booth marked for buying treasures.

The black-faced man is naturally Jiang Ming's face-changing, and now that he is more and more proficient in the forbidden spirit seal, unless the Golden Core ancestor is squatting here and setting up a stall, he is not afraid of being seen through by others.

And the stall he chose was the one with the lowest Cultivation Base among the several stalls that also bought treasures, only the sixth floor of Qi Refining... If anything happened, he would be able to convince others with virtue in time.

"Huiqi Pill, Jinxue Pill... how much to buy?"

Jiang Ming didn't talk nonsense and asked directly.

Before leaving, Jiang Ming planned to exchange all the remaining Medicine Pills for Spirit Stones, leaving only two bottles of Huiqi Pill for his own use.

This indestructible source light is good everywhere, but it only returns blood but not mana. Blood Qi and Spiritual Qi need to recover by themselves when they are exhausted, which is very annoying...

"Eight Spirit Stones per bottle!" The stall owner's eyes lit up. The price of Medicine Pills has skyrocketed these days, making it difficult to buy.

"It's about 30% lower than Fang City..." Jiang Ming thought, but his face remained unchanged. The black market here is completely chaotic pricing, and the more anxious you are, the more you will suffer.

Eight Spirit Stones is already considered good. In the past, when the market was not tight, there were only seven Spirit Stones...

At this time, Jiang Ming naturally couldn't wait to sell it slowly, and without counter-offering, he directly sold more than 30 bottles of spirit pills, and got more than 280 Spirit Stones.

After selling the panacea, Jiang Ming left immediately, wandered to a certain stall in another mountain depression, and took out those Magical Item panacea that belonged to Sancai...

After visiting more than a dozen stalls, Jiang Ming gradually sold all the things in his hands, and the price was also reduced to a horrible price. Jiang Ming estimated that the Spirit Stones were worth four to five thousand, but in the end he got less than three thousand.

"But it's all worth it. Only the Spirit Stones in hand can be spent with peace of mind..." Jiang Ming didn't feel sorry.

At this time, there were only two or three Magical Items with the Fire Lotus Valley logo left in his storage ring, but he didn't dare to make any more moves, otherwise he might be really targeted...

"Huh? This is... the Spirit Sword Shuttle?"

In front of a booth, Jiang Ming's eyes lit up, and he finally saw what he wanted.

A palm-sized shuttle-shaped boat, long and narrow in shape, like a sword without a hilt, full of streamlined beauty.

"Fellow daoist has a good vision. The standard mid-level Magical Item produced by Li Jianzong has the speed of Flying Sword and only needs 800 Spirit Stones!" The stall owner enthusiastically introduced.

"Eight hundred?" Jiang Ming was taken aback: "A normal mid-level Magical Item is only around five hundred."

I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs running... Although Jiang Ming does not have an intermediate Magical Item in his hand, he still has a general understanding of the prices of these luxury items.

Although the price of an intermediate Magical Item is ten times higher than that of a primary Magical Item, this is too damn outrageous...

The stall owner smiled and said: "Since the fellow daoist knows this Spirit Sword Shuttle, he should know its speed. It is considered top-notch among all intermediate Magical Items and can be used until the Foundation Establishment period...and this standard Magical Item is used by many people. , it is not easy to be identified, but it is a must-have treasure for escaping on the road and killing people for money."

Jiang Ming is speechless, dare to love this kind of mass-produced Magical Item, but the price is more expensive in the black market, right...

"There is such a thing in the square market. It seems that it only sells more than 600 Spirit Stones. However, if you want to show your wealth in the square market, it is an extremely stupid behavior..."

Jiang Ming shook his head, which is probably one of the reasons why the stall owner dared to ask for a high price.

With this in mind, Jiang Ming already sensed some eyes around him, noticed him, and simply stopped hesitating: "I want this Spirit Sword Shuttle."

"Fellow daoist is refreshing..." the stall owner smiled.

"I also want a map of the fire area, the more detailed the better, do you have it?"

The stall owner nodded quickly: "Of course there are, but the more detailed the map is, the more expensive it will be... The best map I have here costs 100 Spirit Stones. It was just updated half a year ago, and the information in it is guaranteed to satisfy you!"

"wanted!"

Eight hundred Spirit Stones are all spent, and Jiang Ming is too lazy to bargain...

After a while, Jiang Ming put the Spirit Sword Shuttle and a Jade Slip into his arms, and went to several other stalls to buy some consumables such as Talismans, Thunder Balls, and Explosive Qi Pills. Hundreds of Spirit Stones left the black market quickly.

"After this wave, more than a thousand Spirit Stones were created..."

Jiang Ming was a little bit pained, but thinking about these things could improve his ability to escape by several levels, he felt better.

Along the way, Jiang Ming kept changing his breath and face. He walked around Xiaoqian Mountain in various places where people came and went.

"Everything is ready, get away..."

Jiang Ming didn't even return to Xiaoqingfeng, he took out a tattered iron sword from the storage ring, rode on it and flew down the mountain...

"I've been up the mountain for 20 years, and I'm finally going out for a walk. Thinking about it, I'm really excited..."

Jiang Ming couldn't help stretching his waist. He had been cautious in Xiaoqianshan for twenty years, so it's not bad to go out and enjoy it for a few days.

(end of this chapter)