Chapter 436: The Soul Market
Huang Liao said seriously, "By the way, Brother Li, the Soul Market will open tonight for two days. Do you need the Sun-avoiding Beads or the Netherworld Human Skin?"
"Give me two sun-proof beads. How much?" Li Weiyi asked.
Huang Liao took out two sun-avoiding beads and placed them in front of Li Weiyi: "No need for money! Brother Li is obviously not an ordinary person, just think of it as Huang making a friend."
Li Weiyi did not refuse, not wanting to appear too hypocritical. If the other party really wanted to make friends, Li Weiyi was just the kind of person who liked making friends and was not that aloof.
When the living enter the realm of the dead, they shine as brightly as torches in the eyes of the dead.
The sun-avoiding beads and the human skin from the netherworld are used to cover up the scent of living people on the body.
The main reason why Li Weiyi wanted to go to the Soul Market was to buy Phoenix Blood Tree leaves.
The Phoenix Blood Tree was the most unique tree in Yuzhou, one of the three hundred states of Lingxiao in the past, and could be compared with the Earth Demon Pine in Liunian Zen Temple. It was submerged in the netherworld of the dead, and its leaves were difficult to buy in the living world.
The leaves of the Phoenix Blood Tree are a valuable treasure for "refining tendons and shaping skin" during physical cultivation, and their effect is far better than that of the Shenzao Wood.
Li Weiyi's current physical training has progressed the furthest in his muscles and internal organs, and he has already refined seven kilograms of immortal soil. However, the progress of his bones and tendons has been delayed, and the refining and absorption of the immortal soil has become extremely slow.
The Great Golden Bone is about 30% complete.
As for the tendons and skin, they have only been cultivated to about 20%.
According to Li Weiyi's estimation, as long as he cultivated his muscles and skin to 30% of the strength of the immortal body, he would be able to challenge the seventh-level martial artist of the Dao Seed Realm with just his physical strength.
If the golden bones and tendons and skin are cultivated to 50% of the immortal body, then the physical strength can definitely challenge the ninth level martial arts cultivator of the Dao Seed Realm.
Huang Liao reminded: "The transactions in the Soul Market are usually made with blood crystals. If Brother Li doesn't have any, you have to go to the city to exchange some."
"Okay, thank you, Manager Huang."
Li Weiyi watched Huang Liao leave, and always felt that this shopkeeper had many secrets.
After having dinner with Yu'er, the two went into the city to exchange blood crystals.
Li Weiyi was not short of blood crystals, he had many world bags on him, and all the top masters from Daozhong Realm were very rich. But if he didn't exchange blood crystals, wouldn't it expose the secret that he was carrying a lot of blood crystals?
Exchange some to make it real enough.
As the sky gradually darkened, bone lanterns were hung on both sides of the street, indicating that people lived there.
Some of the floating ghost-light lanterns are inhabited by the dead.
“Boom!”
A long convoy sped past, half of which were carrying martial artists and half were carrying supplies. There were Buddhist thieves in monk robes and rice-making masters.
Li Weiyi pulled Yu'er aside.
At the front of the convoy, I saw an acquaintance.
The general flag of the Thousand Guards of the Tianli Palace was Yi Dayue, a man less than thirty years old with strong features.
The other rider next to Yizhuxue looked very similar to him and was dressed in black. I guess he was his rice-man brother, Canyexue.
One is the fifth level of the Dao Seed Realm, and the other is the sixth level.
Such a strong man, who holds a very high status in the Rice Sect headquarters, is in a very miserable state at the moment, covered in blood and dust, and is fleeing towards the ferry.
Li Weiyi had a grudge against Yi Zhuxue, but he didn't want to cause any more trouble. He was worried that a giant figure from the Rice Sect would escape, so there was no need to provoke a group of people who were at the end of their rope.
I returned to the inn and packed up my luggage.
At the entrance of the inn, a group of more than 20 people had gathered, all going to the Ghost Market. Some of them were wearing ghost skins, their faces were pale, and their appearances were very scary.
Li Weiyi secretly decided to go to the Soul Market to buy Phoenix Blood Leaves, and then go look for Zuoqiu Menting and the Jiuli tribe's army.
The situation of the human race in Lingxiao habitat seems to be very good.
The sky darkened.
Huang Liao and an old man with white hair came down the stairs, leading a dozen blue dead spirit horses behind them.
Huang Liao introduced with a smile: "The Death Market is 200 miles away from the Huangjiang River. Tonight, Elder Yao will lead the way for us. Elder Yao used to be the Dark Lamp Guide of the Jiuli Temple. He can distinguish good and bad luck, and can travel freely in the dark world without getting lost."
Yao Qingfeng waved his hands quickly: "Don't flatter me. This old man has never been more than a thousand miles into the Netherworld, so it's not because of his great ability that he can survive until now."
"Let's go. Other teams in the city have already set off, let's follow them." Huang Liao said.
Yao Qingfeng held an ancient bronze lamp in his hand, rode the first soul horse, and walked at the front of the team.
Huang Liao was postponed.
Li Weiyi and Yu'er rode together and looked at the ancient lamp. It was indeed the underworld lamp of the Jiuli Temple, the same as the one Li Ling had.
This is very strange!
The Dark Lantern Guides hold a very high status in the Jiuli tribe, and most of them are disciples of the nine great priests. How could such a person fall to this state?
After leaving the city, Li Weiyi deliberately slowed down the pace of the soul horse and fell to the side of Huang Liao at the end of the team.
He asked, "Shopkeeper Huang also went to the Soul Market to buy things?"
Huang Liao smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I went there to avoid disaster! So many evil cults and Buddhist thieves have fled to Huangjiang River. The army of Zuoqiumen and Jiuli tribe will probably come to kill them in the next two days. There is a bloody storm in the living world. Who would have thought that the netherworld of the dead is safer now?"
At the Huangjiang ferry not far away, torches were densely lit, and a large number of defeated soldiers from the Dao Sect and the Buddhist bandits gathered and were boarding the ships in a hurry. It seemed that they were really going to go out to sea.
There are already huge ships setting out, heading east along the river.
The team of more than 20 people crossed the ferry and officially entered the pitch-black realm of the dead.
Li Weiyi felt the temperature drop suddenly, and the magical energy between heaven and earth became thin and cold.
There is an unknown dark force invading the body, and it needs to circulate the magic energy to refine and drive it away. It is okay for a short period of time, but if a living person with low cultivation level lives in the ghost realm for a long time, there will definitely be problems.
The vision was obstructed, and it was even darker than the night in the habitat.
There is no green vegetation on the ground, but only black thorn-like vines with sharp thorns that are very hard.
In addition to them, there were teams in front and behind, with a large number of people.
From time to time, there would be martial artists who thought they had a high level of cultivation, riding on strange beasts and galloping away. Anyway, they were just on the edge of the Netherworld, so they had nothing to fear and didn't even carry the sun-avoiding beads or the human skins from the Netherworld.
Huang Liao frowned. "Every month when the Soul Market opens, a large number of humans and monsters flock to the market, but tonight there seem to be too many."
"boom!"
In the darkness several miles away, two magical weapons collided, emitting radiant light and raising dust.
There were martial arts masters fighting each other, but the battle soon faded away and disappeared into the depths of the gloomy land.
"It seems that Manager Huang's prediction was correct. The war has really spread to the border town of Huangjiang River." Li Weiyi was in a very good mood. After all, the troops coming were from Zuoqiumen and the Jiuli tribe.
The Shiling Market is built on the site of an ancient county town, and its surroundings are as desolate as the Gobi Desert.
The top of the hill is curved and undulating like waves.
From afar, the entire market was shrouded in blue flames, filled with a bustling atmosphere, with corpse generals and ghost generals maintaining order.
The owners of the Soul Market are almost all powerful beings in the Netherworld.
Once entering the market, the team dispersed and everyone went to buy what they needed.
Huang Liao became Li's only guide and explained: "Any deceased soul that can reach the general level, which is the Five Seas Realm among human martial artists, will initially develop spiritual intelligence. When they reach the commander level, which is comparable to the Dao Seed Realm martial artists, their wisdom will increase a lot, and even be comparable to humans."
"But under the influence of the dark power of the netherworld, they are all violent and bloodthirsty, attacking any living thing they see. Only a small number of souls who have drunk from the fountain of wisdom can maintain their sanity."
Li Weiyi heard the cries of "Phoenix Blood Tree Leaves" and walked over quickly, holding Yu'er, who had been a little scared since entering the market.
The stall owner was a handsome young man with pure fairy skin, about twenty years old.
In the soul market where the main goods are either corpses or ghosts, it can be said to be very rare.
The leaves of the Phoenix Blood Tree are as big as a palm-leaf fan, golden in color, and covered with blood-colored leaf patterns.
It looks like a leaf, but it is quite heavy in the hand, probably weighing about one kilogram.
Li Weiyi asked, "How do you sell it?"
"A piece of Phoenix Blood Leaf and a top-grade blood crystal. No bargaining." said the young man.
A top-grade blood crystal is worth 100,000 Yongquan coins.
Li Weiyi immediately put the leaf down: "Why don't you go grab it?"
"It's actually fair." Huang Liao whispered to Li Weiyi, and added: "The leaves of the Phoenix Blood Tree grow slowly in the Nether Realm, and are becoming increasingly scarce."
A clear and pleasant female voice came from behind: "I'll buy these five phoenix blood leaves!"
A slender figure in green, wearing a veil, took out five top-grade blood crystals and placed them on the stall.
Li Weiyi stared at her in surprise, then looked behind her, looking for another figure like her.
"What are you looking at? I'll dig out your eyes."
The green-clothed woman had sharp eyes and a sinister aura emanated from her body.
Li Weiyi could tell that it was Yang Qingchan, not Yang Qingxi.
It was really strange. Li Weiyi had thought that the two blood letters would harm Yang Qingxi, or at least put him in jail. Who would have thought that he would meet Yang Qingchan in the netherworld of the dead?
Li Weiyi used a disguise technique, but she didn't recognize him.
Now, the Dao Sect masters have withdrawn to the border town of Huangjiang River in large numbers, and Li Weiyi dare not recognize her easily. Moreover, Sui Zong and he are already mortal enemies, and now they are definitely enemies, not friends.
The young man looked at Li Weiyi and said to Yang Qingchan, "Everything has a first come first served basis. My dear, ask the price first. When he doesn't want to buy it, I will sell it to you."
Li Weiyi was surprised and liked him more: "I didn't expect that the dead soul has such a strong spirit of contract. I admire him!"
"Who said I was a dead soul?"
The young man replied with an indifferent look.
Li Weiyi looked him up and down, secretly praising his powerful Qi Condensation Technique. It turned out that there are always people better than you in this world.
"Okay, I'll buy them all!"
Li Weiyi took out five top-grade blood crystals and handed them over.
Huang Liao, who was standing next to him, had a strange look in his eyes.
He received news that this brother Li had only exchanged one hundred low-grade blood crystals in the border town of Huangjiang River, which was only worth one high-grade blood crystal.
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Asking for monthly ticket...
(End of this chapter)
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