Su Yiwen Lingzhao

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The sloppy old man looked very uncomfortable, and said helplessly: "I can only say, I really don't know the reason for this."

Su Yi stared at the sloppy old man and said, "I'm asking, who asked you to inquire about this."

The sloppy old man was silent for a while, and sighed: "It's Emperor Xinglu!"

"It was her."

Su Yi whispered softly, a figure of a woman with long blood-like hair appeared in his mind, standing in the starry sky, ten thousand stars arched, cold and arrogant, proud as a god!

Qing Wei, who had been sitting silently on one side, was also surprised.

Emperor Xinglin!

Immortal world Beiminghai, one of the three great demon emperors!

Su Yi remembered something.

When he was wandering in the Era of Demons, he met an immortal named Mujing, who was from Qingsangmu clan. Military exploits.

An ancestor of the Qingsangmu clan named "Wood Pilgrimage" once followed Wang Ye to serve.

Mu Jing, the descendant of the wood pilgrimage!

It was also at that time that Su Yi learned that at the beginning, Mu Jing was ordered by the 'Emperor Xinglu' to infiltrate the Blood Firmament camp to serve.

fall.

But Emperor Xinglin didn't think so.

She has planned for many years, secretly contacted many immortal forces, and arranged a group of strong people to sneak into the camps where those peerless enemies are located.

Among them, Mu Jing from the Qingsangmu clan was sent to serve in the blood scorpion's camp!

"She really has a heart, she will ask you old **** to inquire about this."

Su Yi sighed with emotion.

The sloppy old man took a bite of the meat and bones, his cheeks swelled, and said vaguely: "This is a long time ago, since the age of Xianyun, I have never seen that murderer again. A woman who doesn't blink."

After a pause, he sighed: "This is called the passage of time, things are different, flowers are similar every year, and people are different every year!"

Su Yi silently took a sip of wine and said, "Then let's not talk about the past, let me ask you, why did Xue Xiaozi and those old guys standing on the top of the immortal path shrink? Get up, what disaster are they avoiding?"

Qi Fufeng once mentioned that the old antiques above the Immortal King Realm have all hidden traces from the world, and they are suspected of avoiding disaster!

The sloppy old man didn't dare to talk about it, he dipped his fingertips in the wine and wrote two words on the table:

"Bad!"

Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "It has something to do with the gods?"

The sloppy old man nodded and said: "These things are just some signs, but no one dares to care about the characters who stand on the top of the immortal way, because..."

Speaking of this, he lowered his voice and said a world-shattering secret, "Thirty-nine thousand years ago, the 'old monk Qingqu' of Lianhua Temple in Xiangzhou suffered a forbidden Tribulation, lost his cultivation in one night, his body was rotten and his soul was shattered."

"Before he died, he only left a sentence 'If you can't survive the five declines of heaven and man, don't talk about King Kong is not bad'!"

Su Yi's heart was awe-inspiring.

Old monk Qingqu, also known as "Fatian Buddha"!

A long time ago, he was a mythical figure who set foot on the top of Immortal Dao.

Who would have thought that such a myth would wither away under a strange catastrophe!

"The so-called divine disaster is related to the calamity of heaven and man?"

Su Yi was thoughtful.

The sloppy old man sighed: "I don't know, I only know that those old guys who survived from the Immortal Fallen Era are hiding one by one, lest they follow in the footsteps of the old monk Qingqu. ."

Next, Su Yi asked a lot of questions.

But this sloppy old man was extremely slippery and vague, and he was forced to keep his mouth shut and said nothing.

Su Yi was helpless.

He also knew that if he could say it, the old **** would never hide it.

If you can't say it, you will kill this old bastard, and you won't even ask a word.

"The last question, who is the holy man of the Chilong Daoist who sits in the Black Dragon Market now?"

Su Yi asked.

Speaking, he wiped the oil stains from his mouth with his sleeve, and said, "I have broken my precept many times today and said too many things that should not be said, so I have to leave."

Su Yi said, "Where are you going?"

The sloppy old man said without hesitation: "As long as I don't run into you, I can go anywhere in the world."

Su Yi: “…”

He stroked his chin and said, "Have you seen something from me?"

There was a hint of resentment in her voice.

Su Yi laughed and said, "Forget it, I won't force you."

The sloppy old man got up and walked away.

Su Yi did not stop.

But the sloppy old man walked halfway, but hesitated for a while, then turned his head and said, "I'm very happy to see your killer still alive!"

The voice was still reverberating, he slid away and disappeared.

Su Yi laughed.

This old **** is still the same as before!

"Young Master, is that old fortune teller a remarkable being?"

Qing Wei couldn't help but said.

Su Yi shook his head slightly, and said, "No, that's a cunning old bastard, who is most afraid of three things by his life, one is trouble, the other is doom, and the third is early death. , there are many stinky problems."

Su Yi's eyes flashed with reminiscence, "A long time ago, many old guys asked him for fortune-telling, originally thinking that he could use his divination techniques to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and change their luck. They were all killed by him..."

Qing Wei was stunned, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Su Yi also laughed and said, "For this reason, he is called the 'Lord of Bad News', and what's more, he is called the God of Plague."

Qingwei couldn't help being curious and said, "Master, why doesn't he dare to tell your fortune?"

Su Yi said: "He did it once, but when he was divination, he suffered a backlash and almost took his life. Since then, he regarded me as a doom, for fear I have a trace of connection, as long as I see it, I must hide as far as I can."

Qingwei understands.

Tell others for money.

Fortune-telling for the emperor...that's terrible!

Satiated with wine and food, Su Yi and Qingwei left, and not long after, they came to a shop called "Buqilou" in Heilong Market.

Su Yi intends to sell all the unused treasures.

After expressing her intention, Qingwei waited outside, while Su Yi was led into a forbidden room by the waiter.

In the secret room, an old man with a goatee sat lazily.

He is the treasure appraiser of Buqilou, after seeing Su Yi, he said directly: "I heard that you want to send a batch of good goods, and the number is sufficient, then take them out and let me The old man has seen it, the price is easy to say!"

Su Yi waved his sleeve robe.

Crash!

A pile of treasures emerged like a mountain, and the Yingdu was full of brilliance.

Most of these are all kinds of immortal treasures, which are the spoils of war that Su Yi harvested along the way from the place where Bailu Mountain soared.

Although it is precious, it is of no use to Su Yi's cultivation.

The old man with the goatee was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly sat upright and stepped forward to screen them one by one.

Su Yi sat on one side in a relaxed manner and waited patiently.

After a long time, the old man with the goatee settled his mind, sat back in his chair, and said, "Forgive the old man to say that although there are many treasures, there are not many treasures, and naturally they cannot be sold. What a good price."

Su Yi laughed, "There is no need to lower the price, and I don't like to haggle. I will tell you a number and take out ten thousand pieces of high-grade immortal jade. These treasures are yours."

A high-grade immortal jade is worth a hundred immortal stones.

10,000 is a million fairy stones!

Since you want to make a move, it can only be worth 60% of the market price..."

He wanted to continue talking, but Su Yi had already interrupted: "If you feel a loss, forget it."

After saying that, he stood up, put away the treasures all over the ground, and turned away.

That's a neat one.

The old man with the goatee couldn't sit still and said, "Hold on, Your Excellency!"

Su Yi paused and said, "No need to talk nonsense, you only need to express your position and accept the conditions I offered."

The old man with the goatee looked gloomy for a while, and finally choked out a word: "Yes!"

Su Yi then turned around and came back, and said with a smile, "Don't pretend to be at a big loss, the conditions I quoted are enough to make you a lot of money."

Your Mightiness."

Su Yi said indifferently, "Why, do you still want to share my details?"

The old man with the goatee said with interest: "Your Excellency, wait a moment."

Speaking, he got up and left the secret room.

Not long after, he retrieved a storage treasure and handed it to Su Yi, "Ten thousand pieces of high-grade immortal jade, please take a look at it."

Su Yi checked it at random, nodded, and handed the treasures to the old man with the goatee.

He stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, and immediately took out five hundred pieces of fairy jade and put it on the table.

"This is the hush money. If the news is leaked, the consequences will be at your own risk."

Su Yi took a deep look at the old man with the goatee and turned away.

The old man with the goatee looked uncertain for a while.

He realized that this time he met not only a knowledgeable character, but also a stubborn who was obviously familiar with the unspoken rules of the Black Dragon Market.

For example, this "hush fee", even the regular customers who often enter the Black Dragon Market are not clear!

If someone sells the stolen goods, someone can deduce many secrets from the stolen goods.

And these secrets can often be sold at an attractive price!

This is the unspoken rule.

The average person has no idea.

Especially this time!

The old man with the goatee is very clear that if he sells the news of this batch of stolen goods to the Taiqing Sect and Yunji Xianfu through hidden channels, he will definitely be able to exchange for a fortune!

Because of this, the old man with the goatee fell into a deep tangle.

Sell,

Still not selling?