Chapter 81
Ji Tang ran to the main peak and bowed outside the cave: "Immortal Venerable."
After a while, ripples appeared in the barrier of the nearby treasure cave, and Su Jinzhou slowly walked out from it.
Ji Tang had seen him come out of the treasure cave more than once. She turned around and saluted again, "Immortal Venerable."
Su Jinzhou didn't even look at her, he just flew on his sword and said, "Follow me out of the sect."
Ji Tang glanced at the flying sword under his feet, lowered his gaze and asked, "Where are you going, Immortal Venerable?"
Su Jinzhou naturally ignored her. She looked at Su Jinzhou's dark back as he rode the sword, and hurriedly summoned her flying sword to chase after him.
The two of them were walking one in front and one behind. Su Jinzhou's speed of flying the sword was getting faster and faster. Ji Tang was chasing him all the way, and could only barely identify the approximate direction through the dark shadow in front. They finally arrived at the place. She had just landed, and before she could say anything, Su Jinzhou walked into an inn again.
The waiter at the door of the inn shook the white towel in his hand and shouted inside with a smile: "Dear guests, two!"
Ji Tang passed by him and lingered on him for a while. Although the waiter looked ordinary, he could see a faint spiritual power emanating from him when he got closer.
She looked at him intently - he was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Heartbeat Realm.
The waiter noticed her gaze and took the initiative to come forward and ask, "Sir, is there anything else you need?"
Before Ji Tang could speak, he heard Su Jinzhou's cold voice in front of him say, "Come in quickly."
Jitang stepped over the threshold of the inn and smiled at the waiter: "It's okay."
The waiter bowed and gestured for invitation. Jitang entered the inn and followed Su Jinzhou at a trot.
Ji Tang observed the inn calmly, "Xian Zun, why did we come to the inn?"
Su Jinzhou said nothing. He did not sit down, but went straight to the second floor and came to the room at the end of the corridor.
Ji Tang was full of confusion and followed him into the house, only to find that there was something else going on in the side room.
The wing room was divided into two areas, the inner and outer areas, by a screen. The outer area was no different from an ordinary wing room, but once you turned through the screen and entered the inner area, you could see a small teleportation array with a diameter of two meters constructed on the ground.
Two cultivators stood beside the formation, both of whom had entered the early stages of spiritual silence. Seeing Su Jinzhou, they bowed respectfully and said, "Immortal Venerable Bian Jing."
Su Jinzhou's face is the best living signboard. Everyone recognizes him and he is popular wherever he goes.
Su Jinzhou turned around and looked at Jitang.
Jitang took two steps forward and stood on the teleportation array with him.
Su Jinzhou threw a bag of spirit stones to the monk next to him. The monk took it and quickly placed the spirit stones in the magic circle. He put the rest in his arms and then thanked Su Jinzhou.
The magic circle lit up, Ji Tang's eyes blurred, and when he looked again, he had arrived at the entrance of a narrow passage.
Black market, this thought immediately appeared in her mind.
Su Jinzhou continued walking into the black market. Only then did he finally say a few simple words to Ji Tang: "Today's black market is bartering, and the gimmick is the Nightmare Lord's magic weapon."
Ji Tang paused. Why is it the Nightmare's magic weapon again? Is her magic weapon a cabbage? It's everywhere.
Su Jinzhou looked ahead and said nothing more, "I brought you here this time to find Nightmare Lord's magic weapon. As long as it is Nightmare Lord's treasure, no matter its rank, I will take it all back. Don't miss a single one."
Ji Tang didn't understand why he was so obsessed with collecting his scattered magic weapons, so he simply agreed, "But Immortal Venerable, we barter here, and I don't have anything valuable to exchange with them?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a storage bag suddenly appeared in front of her. Ji Tang caught it in a hurry, and his spiritual sense swept inside. His hands holding the storage bag tightened instantly.
Wow! All of these are valuable things!
Su Jinzhou emphasized, "Not a single one is left out."
Jitang nodded repeatedly.
The two separated temporarily. Ji Tang didn't know where Su Jinzhou had gone. She held the storage bag in her hand and began to look at each stall one by one.
If she were just a Little Nightmare, she would have to get closer to carefully observe and sense whether a magic weapon contained the Nightmare Master's Nightmare Aura. But she was the Nightmare Master herself, and finding her own things was a simple matter of just a glance.
She only realized it after walking past two or three stalls.
——What’s the difference between me and a hound?
If there weren't a lot of panaceas in the storage bag, she would have wanted to throw the storage bag away in anger and leave.
Ji Tang angrily took out a bottle of fragrant pills from his storage bag and poured five or six of them into his mouth like candy beans.
She was chewing resentfully when she suddenly heard an old man calling her from behind.
"What a shame! It's such a waste to eat such a high-grade elixir like this!"
Jitang turned around to look, but the old man didn't look at her. He was just staring at the porcelain bottle in her hand with a look of regret.
"Does the old man know about this medicine?" Ji Tang asked curiously.
This pill is indeed a good thing, the Lingxiao Qianhui Pill. Taking one pill can allow a disciple who has just established his foundation to directly leap to the enlightenment stage.
The pill contains abundant spiritual power, but it is useless to Ji Tang. Ji Tang does not rely on spiritual power to improve her cultivation. This pill can only have a useless effect of soothing her muscles.
The spiritual power entering the body will also hinder the circulation of nightmare energy, but her soul power is very strong. As soon as the spiritual power is integrated into the body, the soul power will directly dissolve the spiritual power.
The old man looked to be in his seventies, but his cultivation level was that of a novice who had just embarked on the path of cultivation. Logically, he had no chance to get to know the Lingxiao Qianhui Pill.
The old man looked longingly at the porcelain bottle in Jitang's hand, "Senior, are you selling this medicine?"
Ji Tang threw the porcelain vase up and down, clearly not taking the contents seriously. She said what she had heard from Su Jinzhou, "Today is the black market, bartering. Do you have any treasures to exchange with me?"
The old man looked around and said in a low voice, like a thief: "I have some things left by the Nightmare Master. Are you interested?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Tang laughed and said, "Remains? Aren't they just the things that the famous and righteous sects robbed Jiu Ming Yuan hundreds of years ago?"
The old man was horrified. He didn't care about etiquette at this moment. He dragged Jitang to the alley. He first leaned out to look, then turned back and said, "Senior, you can't say that!"
Ji Tang snorted, "What's there to be said? Isn't what I said the truth?"
The old man hesitated for a long time before saying with a bitter face: "I wasn't even born then, so I didn't know the truth."
Ji Tang: "It's not too late to know now." She raised her chin towards the old man, "Where is the Nightmare Lord treasure you mentioned?"
The old man nodded repeatedly, "Follow me!"
The black market has a complex terrain with many alleys that crisscross each other. It is easy for people who have not been there many times to lose their way.
The old man led Ji Tang out of the alley and led her into an old brick house.
Hearing the noise from inside, a handsome young man in his early twenties ran out.
"grandfather!"
After he shouted, he saw Ji Tang behind him, and quickly looked at the old man. Seeing that the old man was happy, his expression relaxed a little.
The old man danced with joy, "Xiao Chao, this senior has the elixir you need!" He pointed inside Ji Tang, "All of Nightmare Lord's treasures are in there!"
Ji Tang was not afraid of his tricks and followed him inside. "How could you, a person who just got enlightened and a person who just reached the middle stage of foundation building, have the magic weapon of Nightmare Lord?"
The old man immediately recognized his grandson's cultivation level when he saw her, and he showed even more respect to Jitang, even changing his way of addressing him. "To be honest, my son has been wandering around for decades, finding some treasures. These treasures made him many enemies, and in the end, he died at the hands of his enemies because of these treasures. He left these treasures to me and my grandson, and it was with these treasures that we were able to enter the path of cultivation."
After Jitang entered the house, the old man first asked the young man to close the dilapidated wooden door, and then asked the young man to take out the storage bag.
The young man took out the storage bag from his arms as if it were a treasure, and only put all the treasures inside on the table at the old man's urging.
Ji Tang glanced over and saw all sorts of treasures. There were quite a few of them, but few of them were valuable. They were piled together like a pile of junk.
Ji Tang stepped forward and rummaged through it. His careless eyes suddenly stopped when he saw a simple hairpin inside.
She gently touched the hairpin with her fingers, and in order to prevent the old man and the young man from noticing anything, she immediately moved her hand away, hiding the surprise and complexity in her eyes.
She casually searched for a moment and said, "There are quite a few treasures here, but not a single one belongs to Nightmare Lord."
The old man widened his eyes and shouted in disbelief: "How is it possible? The monk my son killed--" He suddenly stopped talking.
Ji Tang's eyes fell gently on the hairpin again and he said, "You're already selling things on the black market, are you still afraid to mention killing people?"
The old man was speechless. After a long while, he said, "...You are right."
Ji Tang looked at him and asked, "What is the connection between the cultivator your son killed and Nightmare Lord?"
The old man shook his head and said, "I'm not sure. My son only became murderous after hearing that cultivator boast about having Nightmare Lord's treasure."
Ji Tang searched through the treasures, "This folding fan is not bad, I like it." She moved her hands and picked up the hairpin she saw earlier in the morning, "It has a kind of ancient charm, so I'll take these two."
The old man hesitated. "This folding fan is quite good. It has a bonus effect when casting low-level wind spells. But this hairpin is really worthless. Would you like to choose something else?"
It seems that he is afraid that he will not be able to get the elixir if he does not meet Ji Tang's expectations.
"No need." Jitang threw the Lingxiao Qianhui Pill to the old man, "Let's exchange it."
The old man was extremely surprised, obviously not expecting to be able to exchange such a small item for Lingxiao Qianhui Pills. He hurriedly opened the bottle and poured out the pills. Although Jitang had just eaten a few, there were still more than ten pills inside. This was a real surprise for the two of them and far exceeded the value for money.
The old man thanked him profusely. Jitang waved his hand and was about to leave when he was stopped by the old man again.
The old man said in a flattering manner: "Great Master, are you here to find the Nightmare Lord's magic weapon?"
Ji Tang turned around and looked at him, "Nightmare Lord's magic weapons are all good things, who wouldn't want them?"
The old man said, "If you trust me, then please wait here while I call someone with great supernatural powers."
Ji Tang raised an eyebrow, "Do you know anyone else who sells Nightmare Lord magic weapons?"
The old man chuckled, "I've been roaming the black market for a long time looking for medicine for my grandson! Over time, I've become familiar with several great seniors. The treasures they hold are much more valuable than mine, and they definitely have more than one Nightmare Treasure!"
Jitang was interested, "How do you say it?"
The old man said, "He's a very capable man! He's four hundred and fifty years old!"
Ji Tang understood: "He participated in the suppression of Jiu Mingyuan four hundred years ago?"
The old man slapped his thigh and said, "That's it!"
He didn't notice that Jitang's expression had gradually turned cold.
The young man was much more perceptive than the old man. Noticing Ji Tang's expression change, he stood in front of the old man and looked at her warily.
The old man didn't understand what was going on and leaned over to stick his head out.
Ji Tang gnashed his teeth and laughed as he said, "That demon named Yan Zun has done many evil things, but his magic weapon is good. I can't wait to meet him."
The young man was still studying her, still on guard.
The old man smiled first and said, "Okay, okay! I'll go find him right away!"
At the same time, the wooden door was kicked open from the outside with a bang.
Ji Tang turned around and saw Su Jinzhou, dressed in black and emitting cold air, walking in.
His gaze was heavy, as if pressing down on Ji Tang, and his voice was filled with frost. "Who are you saying is the most evil?"
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