Chapter 437 Daozhou



Chapter 437 Daozhou

Under Yang Qingchan's veil, a pair of beautiful, shiny black eyes stared at Li Weiyi, and the cold air coming from them was enough to freeze the blood of a mortal.

"Five top-grade blood crystals, you can take them out at will. It seems that you are very rich. The netherworld of the dead is different from the living world. There are no rules here. Whoever has the stronger fist makes the rules."

"I've got my eyes on you! Be careful after you leave the Soul Market."

The tone was dark and threatening.

She had the confidence, as inside her body was a powerful spirit. However, she was unable to exert her full strength due to Yang Qingchan's weak body.

The significance of the leaves of the phoenix blood tree to her is self-evident.

Li Weiyi is no longer the same person he was before. How could he take her threat to heart? He laughed and said, "The girl is a pure immortal body, one in a million, with a graceful figure, jade-like skin, and a face that is so beautiful that it can overwhelm a country. She also carries five top-grade blood crystals. You should be careful too!"

"With such a tone, it seems that he is not an ordinary person."

A sneer flashed in Yang Qingchan's eyes. She released a powerful aura in response, then floated away, entering the crowd like an afterimage and quickly disappearing in the dim street.

Yang Qingxi owed him a large sum of money, and he didn't know where she had made her fortune. Her sister casually took out five top-grade blood crystals, which made Li Weiyi unable to resist the urge to collect the debt.

Yang Qingchan, in a sense, is Yang Qingxi's soul servant.

Yu'er, who was in his arms, raised her head, blinked her eyes, and asked curiously, "Master, what does a graceful figure mean?"

“…”

Li Weiyi immediately reflected on his mistake and decided to be more careful with his words and actions in front of children.

The young owner standing opposite the stall glanced at Yang Qingchan's back, then looked at Huang Liao standing behind Li Weiyi, and reminded him meaningfully: "You are bringing a pure immortal child with you, which is eye-catching in itself. You'd better be cautious. In the netherworld of the dead, the dead are very dangerous, and so are humans."

Huang Liao's face was solemn: "Brother Li, the woman who looked like a pure immortal body just now is definitely a dead spirit inside, with extremely strong cultivation. You shouldn't offend her. The aura she released just now was very terrifying."

"I've already offended you, there's nothing I can do about it."

Li Weiyi had a good impression of the young cargo owner, but it was obvious that the other party gave him a gentle reminder because he was carrying a little girl of four or five years old.

Not caring about his safety.

This young cargo owner was no ordinary person. After performing the Qi Condensing Technique, the life energy on his body was almost completely restrained. Li Weiyi had misjudged him at first.

This undoubtedly shows that the other party's cultivation is unfathomable.

But he is still very young.

Daozhong realm martial artists can delay aging and maintain their vital functions at their peak, so it is difficult to judge a person's true age from their appearance. However, after seeing many Daozhong realm martial artists, I naturally have a rough idea of the ages of these martial arts masters.

Logically speaking, with such age and cultivation, it is impossible for him to be an unknown person in Lingxiao's habitat.

There are few goods on the stall of the young cargo owner, but the quality is extremely high.

There are thousand-year-old elixirs, hundred-character instruments, and Yinshi Daoguo.

Five leaves of the Phoenix Blood Tree could only allow Li Weiyi's muscles and skin to be cultivated from 20% of the strength of the immortal body to 30% at most.

So, Li Weiyi said, "As far as I know, the Phoenix Blood Tree is located in the old Yuzhou capital, and is occupied by a giant undead spirit called the Red Wind Lord. Over the past thousand years, it has evolved into a skeletal palace where millions of evil spirits gather, and humans cannot get close to it at all."

"The leaves of the Phoenix Blood Tree are very helpful for the dead spirits to cultivate their bodies, so they are rarely leaked."

"If human martial artists want to obtain them, they can only buy them at a high price. Or, they can wait for the Yinsha hurricane to pass through and blow the leaves out of the old Yuzhou city. Only with great luck can they pick up one or two leaves."

"Brother, can you please tell me how you got five pieces? I can pay for the information."

The young cargo owner asked, "Did you just come from Lingxiao Habitat?"

"That's right." Li Weiyi said.

The young owner said, "Let's exchange information! You tell me the current war situation in Lingxiao Habitat, and I'll tell you how to get the Phoenix Blood Leaves."

"I'm taking advantage of this!"

Li Weiyi then recounted the exact information he had learned about the war in Lingxiao Habitat.

"Since the Rice Cult was defeated, it seems that Fei Feng did not enter the Ling Xiao habitat."

The young owner muttered to himself, then looked at Li Weiyi: "Lord Lan took away a large number of powerful dead spirits to fight in Lingxiao Biosphere, so the Yuzhou City Skeleton Palace is naturally empty. I took the opportunity to sneak into the city and obtained the five leaves of the Phoenix Blood Tree. It's that simple. If you have the courage, you can go for it."

"Thank you very much."

Li Weiyi bought all three thousand-year-old medicinal herbs on his stall.

The thousand-year-old elixir he currently has is only enough to feed seven Phoenix-winged Moth Kings to the fifth level of the Dao Seed Realm, so he has to buy a large amount.

The netherworld of the dead is vast and boundless, with many magical secrets and places that can grow many thousand-year-old medicinal herbs.

Most of the thousand-year-old elixirs are of little use to the dead, so they are sold in the dead market in exchange for soul crystals, blood crystals, and magical instruments.

The price is cheaper than the Chamber of Commerce in Lingxiao Habitat.

The two left the stall and walked on the streets filled with dead bodies. Huang Liao sighed, "This man is really arrogant."

“He dared to break into the Skeleton Palace and was able to escape unscathed. His cultivation level is evident. He has the capital to be proud!” Li Weiyi just asked the young cargo owner’s name, and the other party only replied, “Liu.”

Li Weiyi never disliked cold and arrogant people.

He is cold and arrogant but has principles, a kind heart, and the strength to be proud. Li Weiyi is very interested in making friends with such a person, but unfortunately the other party is very cold.

Li Weiyi continued to look for Phoenix Blood Tree Leaves and buy up Thousand-Year-Old Essence Medicine in the Soul Market.

Although he didn't find the thousand-year-old elixir, he bought more than twenty Phoenix Blood Tree Leaves. The cost was huge, which made Huang Liao secretly shocked.

The soul market is huge, with all kinds of souls and evil spirits gathered here, not all of them are corpse ghosts and bone tribes with a strong smell of rot. There are also some flower demons, liquid demons, water demons, shadow tribes, stone beastmen, faceless people... It opened Li Weiyi's eyes.

This place is only two thousand miles away from the East China Sea, which is already considered the sphere of influence of the water demon clan.

On land near the sea, demons and humans, demons and dead spirits often coexist.

Huang Liao said: "In fact, for cultivating the immortal body, the effect of the Phoenix Blood Tree bark is even better than that of the Phoenix Blood Tree leaves."

Li Weiyi looked around the market and said with a smile, "The leaves of the Phoenix Blood Tree are extremely rare, and the bark is naturally even harder to obtain. We can't just follow that young man named Liu and go directly to the old Yuzhou capital, right? It's too dangerous!"

Huang Liao said: "Real good things are not displayed on the stalls. You need someone familiar to lead the way to get them. Huang has been in the border town of Huangjiang for decades, and I think I have some connections. I know a place where you can buy Phoenix Blood Tree Bark and more thousand-year-old medicines."

Li Weiyi rolled his eyes slightly and smiled: "Why didn't Manager Huang tell you earlier?"

Huang Liao smiled bitterly: "I didn't know that you, Brother Li, had such wealth and strength before. Only big customers can enter those secret places."

In the southeast corner of the Ghost Market, there is a large mansion with four ghost-light lanterns hanging on it.

The surroundings were quiet, the door was closed and covered with talismans.

Eighteen Yin flags were inserted in various directions of the courtyard wall, forming a large defensive formation.

Li Songjian is the eldest son of the chief of the Cangli tribe of the Jiuli ethnic group, and the eldest brother of the hidden lord "Li Songgu" and the chief "Li Songlin". He is 87 years old this year, but looks to be around 50 years old.

He was wearing a gray cloth robe and had a dignified look. He was discussing something secretly with another middle-aged man in the brightly lit main hall.

For many years, Li Songjian has been helping the rice sect and growing rice in the Mengshan Mountains.

It was him that Li Weiyi encountered when he entered the ancestral realm of the Jiuli tribe to take the seven phoenix-winged moth kings. He was escorting a convoy of 83 vehicles, all of which were occupied by rice-made children.

The soil in the ancestral land of the Jiuli tribe contains spiritual soil that can grow rice people with higher talents.

Over the past few decades, Li Songjian has been traveling between Lizhou and the border town of Huangjiang River for a long time, sending rice men and secretly salvaged coffins from other worlds to this side.

Ever since Li Songgu, as an elder, presided over the engagement ceremony for Li Weiyi and Zuo Qiu Hongting in Qiuzhou City, and exposing his cultivation as a Holy Spirit Mind Master was almost equivalent to exposing his identity as a Hidden Lord, Li Songjian became alert.

A month ago, the Jiuli tribe recruited troops to attack the Dao Sect. Li Songjian developed a strong sense of crisis and decisively left the Cangli tribe. He temporarily lived in the border town of Huangjiang River and watched how the situation changed.

Half a month ago, he received a decree from the Son of Emptiness of the Rice Cult, ordering him to prepare ships, chariots, and soul horses in the border city of Huangjiang River, the more the better.

The middle-aged man sitting next to him was the deputy leader of Tianyi Sect and the most powerful person in Lizhou, Huo Dingnan.

Huo Dingnan, who just turned 100 this year, is not only the deputy sect leader, but also the president of Tianyi Chamber of Commerce. He has many talented people and experts under his command and controls a vast amount of resources.

The Dao Sect sent him here to assist Li Songjian and to be responsible for the reception matters.

Li Songjian held a steaming teacup in his hand and said, "I heard that the forbidden person from the Coffin Mountain fell in Lingxiao City. Even the two rice ancestors fell into the hands of the immortal master of Du'e Temple and the Confucian and Taoist ancestor of Zuoqiu Menting. Can we survive by escaping to the island?"

Huo Dingnan said, "Why, you want to go back to Lizhou? Jiuli Hidden Sect is too powerful. Not only does it have the Patriarch Cangming in charge, but there are also many giants in the realm of immortality, and they control a terrifying intelligence system. It is said that in the battle of Lingxiao City, the Divine Sect suffered a great loss at their hands. Why do you think they haven't found out your background? They didn't touch you before, probably because they didn't want to alert the enemy."

Li Songjian's eyes turned gloomy.

Huo Dingnan whispered again: "In my opinion, the landing on the island is fake, in order to deceive Zuoqiumenting and Jiuli tribe. Retreating to the legendary Daozhou is the real plan."

Li Songjian had heard of the rumors about "Daozhou".

Legend has it that an old farmer, one of the three greatest victims, used some extraordinary means to drive away the darkness and create a small habitat in the depths of the realm of the dead.

Over the past few decades, the rice-man children and the coffins from other worlds that he sent to the border town of Huangjiang River were most likely transferred there.

Outside, there were hurried footsteps.

Yao Qingfeng was still in the courtyard, and he said happily: "Brother Li, big fish, Huang Liao sent a big fish this time!"

In the side hall on the right side of the main hall, Li Songjian's first wife, Yang, and Yang Qingxi looked curiously through the window lattice.

Yang, whose name was Yang Lin, was from the Suizong clan.

She is Yang Qingxi's aunt.

Li Songjian frowned: "It's already this time, and you are still doing these things. Zuoqiumen and the Jiuli tribe's army may attack here at any time."

Yao Qingfeng walked into the main hall and bowed to Li Songjian and Huo Dingnan: "We are members of the Jiuli tribe, what are we afraid of? Anyway, the taboo of Coffin Mountain is dead, and the Dao Cult has been defeated, so we are free again."

"Has the death spirit fire that Xu Fudu planted in your body been extinguished?" Li Songjian said in a deep voice.

Yao Qingfeng said awkwardly: "The person will be sent over soon. It's too late to stop it now."

Li Songjian sighed helplessly, put down the teacup heavily, and asked, "Who is it this time?"

Yao Qingfeng said: "A young man, with a very high level of cultivation, conservatively estimated to have cultivated the Dao Lotus, with a little girl of pure immortal body, with a boundary bag hanging on her body, and proficient in setting up formations."

"Are you sure it's a young man? You must not mess with the old guy who should not be messed with." Huo Dingnan said.

Yao Qingfeng smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, Huang Liao has seen countless people, and he will definitely not make a mistake in judging their age."

As long as they are martial artists of the younger generation, how strong can they be?

(End of this chapter)

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