Chapter 464: Treasure Hunt
The monk who originally looked calm suddenly changed his expression and his eyes flickered, as if he had committed a thief.
"Dao, Daoist friend, look at what you are saying. If you don't buy it, I will leave--"
A storage bag fell into the monk's hands.
The monk first looked up and down at Li Yanmo's outfit, then subconsciously curled his lips, muttering as he casually opened the storage bag, "Daoyou, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but I look like someone who is greedy for money... Open!"
The monk knelt down in front of Li Yanmo with a plop, his eyes shining with clear light.
"You are really good at judging people!"
"Where did you find the prototype of this pair of sunglasses?" Li Yanmo picked up one of the pairs of sunglasses and brushed his fingers across the mirror surface.
Although the monk said that this was a magic weapon, it was just a pair of sunglasses with a few magic circles attached to the mirror surface.
But the maker must have a good understanding of the function of sunglasses.
"Hehehe - big brother, this is a long story. Let me introduce myself first. Everyone calls me Treasure Hunter. I think it's quite appropriate, so I use this as my real name. I follow the treasure-hunting lineage. Because running a sect is too troublesome, we disbanded the sect. Everyone does their own things, and we won't see each other for decades. So even if you catch me, you won't be able to lure out other people from the treasure-hunting lineage," Xunbao Lang did not forget to add after introducing himself. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot because of his background.
"Don't worry, I have no grudge against your treasure-hunting clan, otherwise why would I give you spirit stones? I'm just curious about where you found the prototype of this pair of sunglasses," Li Yanmo raised his hand and waved, his gaze returning to the sunglasses magic weapon in his hand that was imitated using various simple formations.
Li Yanmo has some speculations of his own about the origin of the prototype of these sunglasses.
The memories of Chi Che's world are gradually becoming blurred under the influence of Nan Ke Yi Meng's magical powers, but he still remembers the general things, such as the fact that because of the exhaustion of cultivation, the whole world ushered in the so-called Dharma Ending Age, and the level of science and technology began to soar, which is infinitely close to the modern times he knows. Modern products similar to sunglasses have also appeared.
The evil stars in the sky are transformed from various small worlds, and the time is countless times faster than that of the big world. Perhaps a few of the evil stars have entered the Dharma-Ending Age for some reason. Under the rapid development, modern products appeared, and finally they were discovered by the treasure hunter by chance.
But the answer given by Xunbaolang left Li Yanmo stunned.
"My fellow Taoist, I dug out the prototype of this magic weapon!" Treasure Hunter lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "It was an ancient battlefield where a great war between immortals broke out! I risked my life and half my life to find this item!"
"…Even if you say so, I can't buy it at a high price."
"In fact, I am good at some tricks, and I took a few rides to enter the ancient battlefield. I was timid and didn't dare to compete with those big brothers, so I kept digging, and then I dug out the prototype of this magic weapon. Other than that, there were some messy things." The treasure hunter scratched his head awkwardly, "I spent so much effort, I can't go back empty-handed, so I took the one that looked the most useful and tinkered with it, and the result was-"
Treasure Hunter paused, clenched his fist and pointed at the monks in the audience with a wail.
"Even if they were having epilepsy due to the flash, they still said they didn't need it!"
The few monks closest to them tilted their heads silently.
Li Yanmo frowned slightly.
How could it be dug out by digging downwards?
"Do you still have that thing with you?"
"This... is too old, so it broke after I fiddled with it a bit, but I have a map here." The treasure hunter shrank his neck, but soon as if he remembered something, he immediately took out a map and pretended to be generous and stuffed it into Li Yanmo's hand, "I'll give it to you as a token of my good will!"
Li Yanmo weighed the map in his hand, but did not refuse.
Xunbaolang seemed to want to say something, but a loud shout came from a distance.
"Treasure Hunter! You're setting up a stall against the rules again!"
Two monks dressed in Taoist competition uniforms walked over quickly. Xunbaolang's face changed immediately. He put away his cart and ran away. Not only was his speed fast, but his steps were also extremely strange. The two monks who were chasing him couldn't even catch the corner of Xunbaolang's clothes.
Of course, Xunbaolang was also very malicious. He ran towards the direction of the audience seats. The audience there were all elders, but they were all elders from second-rate or lower sects, and their cultivation was only at the Golden Core or Nascent Soul level. The two cultivators did not want to hurt the audience by mistake, so they restrained themselves and eventually let Xunbaolang escape.
One person continued to track him, while the other ran back and said, "My fellow Taoist, you should not have bought anything from that liar. That treasure hunter does not have a business license. If you bought anything from him..."
The man's eyes moved down and fell on the sunglasses in Li Yanmo's hand.
Li Yanmo said immediately, "You scared him away before I even had time to pay."
After hearing what Li Yanmo said, the man breathed a sigh of relief, gave a few instructions, and explained some more things about the treasure hunter before leaving.
After the man left, Miao Qianqian lowered her voice and said, "Master, I think that treasure hunter is not very reliable. Six out of ten of his sentences are not feasible."
"It doesn't matter. I already know what I want to know."
Li Yanmo touched the map through his clothes, looking towards the Jindan Competition arena without any arrogance or impatience.
The one who was fighting on the stage at this moment was a genius from a super sect, Dou Zong, while his opponent was from a first-rate sect.
They are both in the Jindan stage, and even their Jindan are of top quality.
With exactly the same configuration, the genius from the first-rate sect had no power to fight back and was defeated quite easily.
Miao Qianqian's attention also returned to the competition, her expression extremely solemn.
She is already a Nascent Soul cultivator. According to common sense, even a Golden Core peak cultivator who is half a step away from Nascent Soul would be beaten to death by her with one slap.
But her intuition told her that even the genius from the first-rate sect who was beaten so easily could easily cross levels and defeat her, who was in the Nascent Soul stage.
At this moment, a shrill ghost howl brought boundless darkness that covered the light of all the spells. A person in the audience suddenly changed his expression, and regardless of the rules of the Taoist competition, he stood up and attacked, and his cultivation level of half a step to becoming a god completely erupted.
"stop!"
The surging darkness quickly shrank and turned into a skull with a weird smile, which rushed straight towards the monk who was half a step away from becoming a god. When the two collided, the monk who was half a step away from becoming a god fell heavily to the ground, wrapped in black mist. In the arms of the monk who was half a step away from becoming a god, there was a young man, but the young man was bleeding from all seven orifices, his breath was hanging by a thread, and his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he had lost his soul.
Even Miao Qianqian could see the problem.
"This person's soul is destroyed, and he is no different from being dead."
The ghost fog dissipated, Shentongzi put his hands behind his back and smiled contemptuously.
(End of this chapter)
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