Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Jinhe City.

On the most prosperous river in the city, a small boat drifted by itself, slowly drifting through the middle of the river.

No one is rocking the oar, and no one is watching.

There was only a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar, sitting by the boat fishing like a fisherman.

He has a square and ancient face and a rigorous demeanor.

He has quite the demeanor of a great scholar of Confucian classics.

People were coming and going on the riverside streets, but they seemed to turn a blind eye to him.

But at this moment, he suddenly frowned slightly, gently put down the fishing rod in his hand, sat upright, and looked out of the city with a feeling.

"Chang Qu, Lin Wu, Lu Xin...all died in an instant."

"Have you encountered any strong enemy?"

Thinking of this, his already serious face became even more solemn.

He slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them after a while:

"Fortunately, Zi Chong is fine."

"but……"

"Who in this Jinhe City is so brave and dares to touch my people?"

A flash of anger flashed in his eyes.

As anger grew, the surrounding rivers suddenly began to sway violently.

For a moment, the boats along the coast were swept away by the waves, and some mortals who could not escape were also swept into the water by the waves. Children and women cried, struggled, and called for help...

The anger on the middle-aged Confucian scholar's face gradually dissipated and turned into calm.

He watched the scene before him silently.

Watching the children in the waves gradually float up, watching the soaked men and women on the shore crying and fighting, their faces like ancient wells, without any waves.

Like a high-altitude god, overlooking all mortal beings.

But around him, no one seemed to see his presence.

…

Zhu Jianyi slowly opened his eyes.

Feeling a flash of light in front of his eyes, he quickly recalled what happened before, and soon he couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart:

"I'm not dead?"

"Did Master save me?"

When he thought of this, his eyes widened immediately, he struggled to sit up, and immediately looked around.

However, the moment he saw the scene around him, he was shocked!

This was an unknown tree cave. Seeing the wood grain on the cave wall, he recognized at a glance that this kind of tree cave was the unique "big willow" in Jinhe City.

The key is not this. The key is that the walls of the tree cave are filled with all kinds of stumps, severed hands, and pieces of flesh and blood.

With his knowledge and ruthlessness, he would not have lost his composure like this.

But the key point is that although these stumps and severed hands were bloody and bloody, he relied on his strong memory to immediately recognize that these were the hands and feet of the monks who followed him.

As for the dishonest Foundation Establishment cultivator, his face was covered with a strange mask at the moment, and he was holding one of his fingers, wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Jianyi's hair stood up instantly.

Having followed Master Lin Zhen for many years, he has seen cruel and perverted demonic monks. However, although these people are cruel and perverted, they are only doing it for the sake of practice, at least they will not hold a stump and think about it over and over again.

But this unfamiliar foundation-building true cultivator seemed to enjoy it and was quite involved.

At this moment, Zhu Jianyi's fear and fear of this foundation-building cultivator reached an unprecedented level.

He secretly made up his mind that if he could survive by chance, he would never provoke such a person again.

But when I thought about it carefully, it seemed that I didn't provoke him at all. He took the initiative to provoke me.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt aggrieved.

He really messed with whoever he provoked!

"woke up?"

But at this moment, a voice that frightened him suddenly sounded.

Zhu Jianyi immediately recognized that the voice belonged to the foundation-building cultivator who was studying the severed finger.

He did not dare to have any extra thoughts, and immediately struggled to stand up, then bowed and said:

"Thank you, senior, for not killing me!"

In this short period of time, he had already come back to his senses.

Since he was not killed immediately, it meant that he was still valuable.

And it's mostly related to the ghost market.

If that's the case, then if you don't perform well, it's really possible that you'll be delayed until the master arrives.

Just because a few of them have soul auras left with the Master and the others are dead, they must have aroused the Master's vigilance now.

And as long as the master comes, this foundation-building true cultivator will definitely die!

In this regard, no one trusts his master more than him.

After all, he had witnessed the master's demeanor in suppressing other foundation-building casual cultivators. In one word, he looked like a god!

These thoughts flashed through my mind.

But then, Zhu Jianyi heard something that made his scalp tingle instantly:

"Oh, you're welcome. After all, you are still useful, but don't be too happy. I left something in your body..."

This trustworthy and ordinary-looking foundation-building cultivator threw the severed finger aside, then pulled off the mask on his face and smiled at him.

Zhu Jianyi was suddenly shocked and angry!

But he dared not speak out in anger, and quickly secretly tried to mobilize his magic power. However, what surprised him was that the other party did not stop him at all.

Mana quickly circulates throughout the body.

However, what confused Zhu Jianyi was that he did not notice anything unusual at all.

"Is he lying to me?"

But seeing the other party's half-smiling gaze, Zhu Jianyi strangled his thoughts to death.

The methods of the Foundation Establishment monks are so unpredictable. If they want to control themselves, how can they be discovered by a Qi Refining Realm monk like themselves?

It must have been hidden too deeply for him to notice on his own.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel deep despair in his heart.

At this time, the foundation-building cultivator spoke again:

"Of course, if you cooperate with me, it will be easy. I am not a murderous person, and I just come to the ghost market to trade with others. As long as the transaction is completed, I will let you go."

Hearing this, Zhu Jianyi couldn't help but look at the broken limbs, broken hands, and pieces of flesh and blood around him.

I have a new understanding of ‘not a murderous person’.

Although he scoffed at the nonsense about "coming to the ghost market to trade with others," Zhu Jianyi couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope.

After all, who wants to die when you can live?

He immediately hesitated and said:

"Senior...can you guarantee it?"

"Haha, what do you think?"

The other party asked rhetorically.

However, after hearing this, Zhu Jianyi felt a little more trustful.

After all, if you really want to lie to yourself, just say 'I can guarantee it'.

Thinking of this, Zhu Jianyi gritted his teeth and finally came up with a way to take the other party into the ghost market.

…

Yunlong Valley.

It is located at the junction of Jinhe City, Sanjiang City and Fengping City.

It is also the proverbial “don’t care zone”.

Bandits are rampant in the Fish and Meat Township, so that all the people around it stay away from it, and it gradually becomes deserted.

But no one knows that there is a ghost market for monks here, which is only open on the day of the moon every month. Only monks who meet the requirements can enter.

On this day, two figures came to Yunlong Valley.

One of the young monks, dressed in blue, had a hint of fear in his heroic face.

The other monk looked about thirty years old, had an ordinary appearance, and was wearing a soap-colored robe.

The two of them stood in front of a mountain stronghold and allowed the bandits to yell and scold them as if they hadn't heard anything.

The young monk lowered his head slightly at this time and said: "Senior Shen, this is the entrance to the 'Linglong Ghost Market'. It only opens on the day of the full moon every month for three days. It is a coincidence that we just happened to have the opening day."

"But before you go in, you need to remember what the junior said. After you go in, no matter what the junior asks the senior to do, the senior must do it."

The soap-coated monk nodded and said, "I understand, let's go in!"

The soap-coated monk is none other than Wang Yan.

He looked at the bandits not far away and couldn't help but secretly admire the fantastic idea of ​​the ghost city manager.

Who would have thought that the ghost market of monks would be hidden in the cottage of this mortal bandit.

I am afraid that it would be difficult for people from large sects to think of this.

Because of this, this Linglong Ghost Market has been established for decades without any problems.

Soon, Zhu Jianyi took the initiative to walk to the village and had a few words with a mortal who looked like the village owner.

Then the other party led them to the filthy dungeon.

However, the dungeon was not the goal. After crossing the dungeon, he came to the final water prison. Under Wang Hao's surprised gaze, Zhu Jianyi used a water-proof talisman and got down first into the water prison where rat corpses were floating.

Wang Hao was speechless for a moment, and immediately used his magic power to separate the water in the water prison, and quickly fell into it.

Sure enough, he saw Zhu Jianyi waiting for him in front of a dark cave entrance.

"It does look a bit like Jinhe Ghost Market."

Wang Yan opened his mouth and said.

Zhu Jianyi shook his head and said: "It just looks like it now, senior, follow me."

After that, Bento walked in first.

Wang Hao secretly squeezed the spirit beast bag, especially the bag of the Blue Water Spirit Turtle, and then walked in.

What surprised him was that there was no other cave inside like the Jinhe Ghost Market. There was only one thing inside: the teleportation array.

Seeing this, Wang Hao finally couldn't help being secretly surprised.

Not everyone has the strength to set up a teleportation array.

At least a third-level array mage in the Golden Core Realm can do it.

Being able to use a third-level array mage, the background of this ghost market is obviously extraordinary.

There was light all around the teleportation array, except for a groove in the middle, which looked a little dim.

Wang Yan estimated that this should be the place where the spiritual stone was placed.

Zhu Jianyi didn't dare to let Wang Yan take out this spiritual stone, so he immediately took out twenty low-grade spiritual stones from the storage bag with great pain.

The teleportation array lit up quickly.

Wang Hao and Zhu Jianyi walked into the teleportation array together, and the light flashed.

In the quiet cave, there was only one formation glowing with light.

At the same time, Wang Yan only felt a slight sway.

I haven't seen my surroundings clearly yet.

He heard a burst of noisy conversation reaching his ears.

"The second-level low-grade magic weapon 'Three Yang Magic Sword' only costs 1,260 yuan..."

"... Talisman! Here comes the Talisman to take a look! There are both top-grade and top-grade ones!"

"Red Yuan Dan! Chi Yuan Dan! 10 pieces of low-grade spiritual stone!"

"The latest news is that the Young Palace Master of the Flying Snake Palace is down the mountain and wants to search for the cauldron. The female cultivator must pay attention! You can inquire about the specific route of the Young Palace Master!"

"The latest news is that a sword cultivator surnamed Zhao has selected many foundation-building cultivators from the north. He will be arriving in Yan Kingdom soon. If you want to become a disciple, please come and inquire..."