The Dragon from Hell

These are all gossips in the immortal sect. Qin Feng didn't pay much attention to such things.

But this is the first time he has heard of the Wanchao Sect. He suspects that it was made up in this nightmare, so he wants to know what is special about this sect that was fabricated out of thin air.

The following story is much less interesting, most of which are speculations and rumors from the outside world.

The leader of the Lezheng Sect bought a rare and excellent spiritual bone for his youngest son, and the transaction was made by a big man in Anle City himself. The process is very mysterious.

No one in the ghost market knows about this business, but what kind of spiritual bone was traded and what price was finally traded, but no one knows.

All we know is that the leader of the Lezheng Sect will come to take away the spiritual bone in the near future.

"Haha, the spiritual bone bought by the leader of the Lezheng Sect is not a spot?" Qin Feng teased.

"That's right!" The bearded man said as a matter of course: "This fellow Taoist doesn't know. The spirit bones we sell here, those that are dug out in advance, can't be sold at a high price even if they are of good quality."

"After all, no matter how well the spirit bones are dug out, they will be damaged. As long as the original owner's body is dug out, the grade will definitely drop."

"And the dug out spirit bones need to be preserved with special techniques. If they can't be grafted immediately, the grade will also drop during the preservation process."

"Besides, no one knows whether the purchased spirit bones will repel each other with the body. Maybe you can't use them after buying them, and you lose a lot of money in vain!"

This spirit bone is not an object, but is dug out from a living person.

He has never experienced it personally, but with the memory of Qin Feng, Qin Feng knows what a cruel process this is.

If you want to ensure the freshness of the spirit bones, you must ensure that the body is alive during the digging process.

That kind of pain is almost the same as digging out your heart and lungs while you are still alive.

Moreover, after the spirit bones are dug out, if the body cannot be properly maintained, or if the life itself is not strong enough, it will only live for two to three months, and at most three to five years.

So the business of spirit bones is not just selling a bone, but a living life.

Dugu Jiujian couldn't stand it anymore, and the disgust on his face was not concealed: "Don't tell me that the spirit bones here are all stolen from outside by killing people? If so, we don't want them. My... junior brother and I can't do such a thing."

The big bearded man curled his lips when he heard this, and the expression that flashed by seemed to be secretly despising himself.

I thought to myself that these two people came to Anle City to buy other people's spirit bones, so what do they care about human life?

If they care about human life, would they come to buy other people's spirit bones?

Isn't it all a life for a life?

However, these two are now his big customers, so he certainly doesn't dare to say such words directly. He can only smile and say: "Hehehe, I know that you two are both brilliant sword cultivators, and you look down on such things."

"But, not everyone is lucky enough to enter a sect to practice these days. Some people awaken a good spiritual bone, but they are not talented enough. Even if they go to a sect, they will be a fairy boy for life."

"Instead of that, it's better to exchange it for someone who needs it more!"

"And the spiritual bones here are not all obtained by cheating. Many of them are also bought from the immortal sect, such as some disciples who have made mistakes..."

As he spoke, the bearded man felt that he had said something wrong.

What disciple who made a mistake? Isn't there one in front of him!

Qin Feng carried two black swords on his back. The sword box was worth a lot of money at first glance. It was definitely a good immortal sword.

Not to mention the Dugu Nine Swords. He noticed the Tai'a Sword as soon as he entered the market.

These two people just expressed disdain for Wan Chao Zong, and they are obviously disciples from a big sect.

But looking at Qin Feng's white hair, isn't it obvious that he was punished by the sect or suffered a disaster and lost his spirit bones?

Not sure which one Qin Feng is, the big bearded man was looking at Qin Feng's face while talking. After confirming that he didn't react, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Besides, we still have many people who voluntarily come to sell their spirit bones. We in Anle City also have a special way to allow people whose spirit bones have been dug out to return to normal life. Except for the white hair and the inability to practice anymore, the rest is no different from normal people. They can live as long as ordinary bones live!"

"Otherwise, why is our Anle City doing such a big business in this area?"

Seeing that the big bearded man was about to start bragging again, Qin Feng interrupted him in time: "Okay, okay, I've been talking for so long, haven't you arrived yet?"

While chatting, theyUnder the leadership of the bearded man, they have returned to the daytime market.

This place is two extremes during the day and at night. At this time, there is no one on the street, and even the night watchman has not come yet.

The small stalls for displaying goods are covered with a piece of black cloth and placed on the roadside. The spacious streets look a bit depressed at this moment.

It is already snowing at this time, and Anle City is not much warmer than the Abyss of Extreme Cold.

"We are here!" Hearing this, the bearded man hurriedly pointed to a small alley at the end of the street.

Qin Feng looked up and saw that the entrance of the alley looked ordinary, but on the quiet street, there was a faint light inside, and a white lantern was hung at the entrance of the alley.

There was a word "Dian" written on the white paper lantern.

Seeing such a lantern suddenly in the middle of the night makes people feel nervous.

"Is this the ghost market you mentioned?"

Qin Feng pointed to the small alley that seemed to be only passable by one person.

The bearded man smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, my two guests. This entrance looks simple, but there is a different world after entering. Please come in, please."

Led by the bearded man, he walked in front. Qin Feng and Dugu Jiujian looked at each other. Since they were already here, they naturally couldn't go back. They followed him.

When Qin Feng first entered the box, he didn't see anything special. It was just an ordinary alley between two houses. You can see the other end from one end.

But when the bearded man walked to the middle, he reached out and touched the wall tiles, and then gently patted it three times, and suddenly a bloody handprint appeared on the wall.

He covered his hand on the bloody handprint, and soon the wall of the alley rippled like the surface of the water, and slowly swayed out a black hole.

The situation in the hole could not be seen from the outside, but Qin Feng could vaguely hear some voices.

The bearded man politely stepped aside: "Please come in, please."