Longevity, Starting From Raising Chickens

Chapter 155 Jinhe Ghost Market

Li Sanwan.

It is an ordinary small town.

It is named because the Jinlan River passes through it three times, forming three bays.

Wang Ba restrained his monkish aura and walked leisurely in the town.

The mountains, rivers, people and features of Yan State are completely different from those of Chen State.

The water network here is crisscrossed, and the most common sights are small boats and oars and waterside girls.

Full of Jiangnan flavor.

This was also his biggest feeling after entering the town.

Compared with monks, every passing moment of time is more vividly reflected in mortals.

It is also more full of fireworks.

After turning around in a circle, his consciousness moved slightly, and he soon stopped in front of a butcher's stall.

"Brother, seeing what's happening, do you want two kilograms of fine meat or..."

Before he finished speaking, the knife-wielding butcher with a sharp beard seemed to notice something. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Ba, and then a strange look flashed in his expression.

The original warm and polite expression quickly disappeared, replaced by a look of solemnity.

He hesitated slightly, then said roughly:

"...Friend, please come to the backyard to chat."

"good."

Wang Ba was not surprised when he saw this, and followed him into the backyard full of peach trees.

soon.

Walking into the backyard, the Qiu-bearded butcher finally stopped trying to hide it and distanced himself from Wang Ba without leaving a trace. Then he clumsily handed over his hands with the courtesy of a monk, unlike a mortal butcher, and said in a rough voice with great momentum:

"Our Wu Hai."

"This Fellow Daoist, may I ask if you are here to give me some advice?"

At the same time, the peach trees around the courtyard suddenly swayed slightly, and they seemed to be connected into a formation.

It's just that this formation is full of mistakes even in the eyes of Wang Ba, who is ignorant.

Wang Ba made an estimate and found that there seemed to be some maze effect in it. In terms of effect, it could at most be... Rank One Low Grade?

However, this is quite similar to the cultivation level of a monk who looks like a butcher.

In Wang Ba's eyes, he could vaguely see the mana aura emanating from Wu Hai's dantian, and its intensity was about the first or second level of Qi Refining.

Although he is very weak, I have to say that Wang Ba is really... very safe.

At that moment, he raised his hand politely and was about to speak.

Seeing that Wu Hai, who was full of momentum just now, immediately took a step back vigilantly, and then found that he seemed to be overreacting, showing his confidence, and quickly showed an embarrassed smile:

"Ahem, Fellow Daoist, don't be surprised. Recently, Demonic Cultivator often supplements our Independent Cultivator, and our family is a little nervous."

After hearing this, Wang Ba looked at the other party's body as strong as an ox and the chest hair that could not be hidden on his chest, and couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

It seems that life is not easy for Yan State whether it is Demonic Cultivator or Independent Cultivator.

Immediately he showed a considerate look, stepped back a few steps, and said politely: "I... I am a monk from the Song Dynasty who went south along the Jinlan River and traveled all over the world to gain insights and practice. Because he did not have enough training materials, he came ashore specially. , I want to communicate with the monks here."

"There is actually such a way to practice."

Wu Hai looked shocked when he heard this, and then a hint of wariness appeared on his face, and he refused without thinking: "Well, our family is only on the second floor of Qi Refining. In daily practice, we just collect some blood, which is difficult. I’m afraid I won’t be able to help Fellow Daoist much if I live my life.”

Wang Ba was not surprised. After all, it was normal to be wary when meeting for the first time. He didn't really expect to be able to exchange anything with the butcher.

He immediately smiled and said: "Well, I dare to ask Fellow Daoist if there is a market nearby..."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Wu Hai's expression suddenly became more alert.

"That's not true."

"Li Sanwan is just an ordinary town. There are only a few monks. How can there be a market here?"

When Wang Ba saw this, he immediately understood that there was probably a market here, and the other party must have something to hide.

But it seems that if you want to ask anything else, it is probably impossible.

With a slight movement in his heart, in the temple of Yin God Mansion, a drop of Yin God's power instantly turned into a stream of light.

Immediately afterwards, another dozen drops of Yin Shen's power disappeared.

At the same time, a flash of bright red flashed in his eyes.

The same was true in Wu Hai's eyes.

Wu Hai struggled slightly on his face, then hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly said in confusion:

"Fellow Daoist actually has an old relationship with Brother Zhu Daoist?"

Wang Ba didn't know the specific situation. He just implanted the idea that he was the best friend of the person he trusted most in the other person's soul.

This was the inspiration he got from Song Buping before.

However, he actually didn't know the specific information at all.

Unprepared, he could only smile and acquiesce.

Wu Hai looked speechless and said:

"Since Fellow Daoist is familiar with Brother Zhu Daoist, there is no need to ask our family about the market affairs. He has many entry orders for ghost markets... Our family knows that Brother Zhu has gone into seclusion again, right?"

Wang Ba didn't know how to respond, so he could only nod his head.

Wu Hai suddenly showed a righteous look, patted his chest and said:

"Forget it, Fellow Daoist Shen, don't worry, if it were someone else, our family would definitely not tell him, but since he is a friend of Brother Zhu Daoist, then our family will help with this!"

"Of course, cough...this..."

Wu Hai smiled and raised his hand, rubbing his greasy fingers.

Wang Ba was speechless, but he still found two Low Grade spiritual stones from the storage bag.

"More, much more!"

Wu Hai's eyes suddenly widened and he walked up quickly in surprise.

He talked a lot, but his hands couldn't wait to touch it.

Touching two Low Grade spiritual stones, Wu Hai smiled from ear to ear, and looked at Wang Ba with obvious enthusiasm.

But for some reason, while he was happy, he had a vague feeling that something was not quite right.

It seemed that he had overlooked something, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't remember it.

And Wu Hai's performance also made Wang Ba couldn't help but frown secretly. Such a guy, even if he has information about Fangshi, he probably won't be a high-level Fangshi.

But the Brother Zhu Dao the other party mentioned made him think.

Under the influence of "Dream Making", Wu Hai was not on guard against Wang Ba. Under Wang Ba's insinuations, he quickly revealed everything about the so-called "Brother Zhu Dao".

This Brother Zhu Dao, his full name is Zhu Jianyi.

He is a disciple of a nearby Foundation Building Independent Cultivator.

He has a strong net worth, amazing strength, and a wide network of contacts. He has organized many ghost markets in the Qi Refining Realm. It is said that he has also been invited by some high-level ghost markets and has many market entry orders in his hand.

Wu Hai was lucky enough to have conversations with him several times in the local ghost market and was deeply impressed by him.

"It turns out that the person Wu Hai trusts the most is him."

Wang Ba roughly figured out the situation, and while lamenting that Wu Hai trusted a friend he didn't actually have a close friendship with so much, he couldn't help but secretly lament the horror of "Dream Making".

Under the dreaming technique, the person who has been implanted with thoughts will spontaneously make up some unreasonable places in their mind as if they are in a dream.

For example, it was clear that Wang Ba had previously said that he was a monk from the Song State, which was adjacent to the Yan State, but Wu Hai automatically ignored this and thought of Wang Ba as Zhu Jianyi's friend.

It was clear that Zhu Jianyi had a lot of market information, but his 'friend' came to him instead of looking for Zhu Jianyi. Although he was suspicious, he thought that Zhu Jianyi was in retreat.

In short, this 'dream' was like a quagmire, trapping Wu Hai's true consciousness in it, without him even realizing it.

However, if Wu Hai himself had set up defenses in advance or his soul was powerful, it would not be that easy for the dream-making technique to achieve such an effect.

While Wang Ba was secretly thankful, he also learned a lesson and strived to have fewer loopholes next time.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, don't worry. It will take a few days for the ghost market in the nearby 'Jinhe City' to open this month. No market entry order is required. You can enter smoothly as long as I take it with you."

Seeing that Wang Ba didn't speak much, Wu Hai thought that the other party didn't trust him very much, so he quickly comforted him.

"No hurry, thank you Fellow Daoist!"

Wang Ba said with a smile, and at the same time spent some Yin Shen power to extend the duration of the dreaming spell a little further.

Wei Wei feels a little distressed, it takes a lot of time to develop these Yin Shen powers.

But he also stayed here in Li Sanwan with peace of mind.

After practicing with the spirit chicken essence and spirit turtle essence, after years of accumulation, there is still a lot of these things left.

…

A few days later.

Wang Ba followed Wu Hai and ran for dozens of miles along the Jinlan River to the outside of Li San Bay before stopping at a gentle spot on the river.

Then, under Wang Ba's slightly surprised gaze, Wu Hai reluctantly took out a crumpled yellow paper from his sleeve.

Avoid water.

Wang Ba roughly recognized the effect of this talisman.

Wu Hai raised his hand and dropped the yellow paper into the water, and saw that the water surface suddenly opened from it, as if there was an invisible force cutting off the river.

"Quick! This talisman won't last long!"

Wu Hai shouted.

Then he took the initiative to jump into it.

Wang Ba scanned his consciousness, secretly prepared the blue water turtle, and then jumped in.

In fact, with his magic power, he can cut off the water out of thin air, or let the green water turtle create a road.

But it’s not the right time to do that.

The fish and shrimps on the cross-sections on both sides flew past me.

The two soon fell to the bottom of the water.

Wu Hai had little magic power and had a lot of mud stains on his feet, but Wang Ba had no problems in this regard at all.

After falling to the bottom of the water, Wang Ba saw a cave entrance.

There is an invisible water curtain blocking the entrance of the cave.

"Walk!"

Wu Hai passed through the water curtain and walked in first.

Wang Ba pondered slightly, and then passed through the water curtain.

Soon, he discovered that there really was a Grotto-Heaven inside.

The cave has been completely hollowed out, and many luminous pearls and candles have been placed on the top of the cave, making the cave extremely bright.

There are already several monks in the cave, two of whom appear to be on the sixth or seventh floor of Qi Refining. They seem to be the managers of the market here.

And a few other monks were taking out some things from their storage bags and placing them in front of them.

Obviously, Wang Ba and Wu Hai arrived a little early.

Seeing Wu Hai, some of the monks nodded slightly at him.

But when they saw the unfamiliar face of Wang Ba, they couldn't help but look wary.

However, seeing that Wu Hai and Wang Ba seemed quite familiar, neither said anything.

"It was in this city that I met Brother Zhu Dao."

"He is also one of the organizers here, but now he rarely comes."

Wu Hai said with emotion.

As he said that, he walked up to a monk and haggled for a long time. Then he reluctantly took out half of the spiritual stone and bought a brand new piece of yellow paper.

Wang Ba glanced at it and found that it was the water-avoiding talisman.

"Fellow Daoist, you can take a look, maybe there will be something you can use."

Wu Hai suggested.

Wang Ba also has this intention.

He had never been to an Independent Cultivator store, so he was naturally curious.

But what disappointed him was that after walking around, he found that there was really nothing good in the hands of these Independent Cultivators.

Shaking his head, he was about to put down a jade slip that recorded a Rank One spell when he suddenly heard Wu Hai's surprised voice:

"Brother Zhu Dao!"

Thanks for the final 100 point reward

(end of this chapter)