‘Grass Market’ is really just a name. A row of large blue brick and tiled houses, with neon-like lights shining in various colors, make this place of more than 300 square meters very bright.
Due to the Universal Taoist Conference, the 'thatched shed market' has been particularly lively these days. People are coming and going in front of the stalls, and it is very lively. There are all kinds of things for sale, ranging from large third-grade magical instruments to various small ones that are fascinating.
Curious news.
Gu Yuli and Talang were also dazzled by what they saw. Sure enough, human thinking is powerful, and there are all kinds of novel magical weapons. The most common ones are various materials, such as the fur, blood, claws and other things of monsters.
There are also various kinds of spiritual herbs and spiritual flowers.
"Let's take a look. This is a colorful sparrow. It has the blood of the colorful spiritual feathered sparrow. It is very good at delivering messages. Its spiritual blood can be used as medicine and can be released once a month." There was a young man in Tsing Yi carrying a cage.
He shouted, his voice was not loud, his round face was full of shyness, and he looked a bit naive.
Someone took a few glances and sneered: "Is this little bird the descendant of the colorful spiritual bird? It doesn't even have a few hairs. Little brother, please stop making a fool of yourself. The people here are not that easy to fool.
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The young man with a round face and big eyes immediately became anxious: "Gods above me, I will never lie. This bird really has the bloodline of the colorful spiritual feathered sparrow, and I hatched it myself."
"That little brother is really capable, comparable to a hen."
Someone in the crowd mocked, which immediately caused a burst of laughter. The boy with a round face and big eyes turned red with embarrassment, and his eyes were full of grievances. He wanted to say something, but finally lowered his head sadly and disappeared into the night.
Ta Lang's eyes were bright: "Sister, why don't we buy that bird? Although the divine bird's bloodline is not high, it does have some. I can temper it with fox blood. Maybe it can be advanced and sold at a good price.
Gu Yuli took another look at the young man's back and said, "Don't mention the colorful spiritual sparrow to me. There is one that I haven't plucked out yet." It was that abominable seven-colored sparrow that took away people's skin.
, which made Wu Gu know her true identity. After arriving at the Demon Kingdom from the Big Dipper teleportation array that day, she disappeared together with a red-haired, blue-eyed man named Dejun.
This is the Kunlun Sect, so there will naturally be no bullying or hegemony. For the sake of safety, Kunlun's top management sent more than a dozen foundation-building disciples here to maintain order.
The foundation building period represents the true threshold for cultivating immortals. From here on, as the cultivation becomes deeper and deeper, the life span also increases. Kunlun has a 500-year-old ancestor, whose true cultivation level is unparalleled.
It can be seen that this long life alone is unique in the Yuhua world, and there are always speculations from outside that this 500-year-old ancestor has at least reached the stage of becoming a god.
Some people even speculate that this ancestor has already reached the highest level of spiritual practice, and is only waiting for the opportunity to break through the mysteries of life, be guided by the fairy world, and embark on the highest dreamland.
No one dares to underestimate Kunlun. There are many legends among these majestic seven peaks.
Gu Yuli browsed the stalls and bought clothes with talisman blessings. This set of clothes was simple and smart. Even though it was just a thin layer of cloth, it had the effect of resisting the cold and keeping warm. It was better than ordinary cotton-padded jackets.
It also has a bit of a defensive effect.
It is not a very high-end magic weapon and can only be regarded as a daily necessities for low-level monks.
"Sister, why are you buying men's clothes?" Talangrou hurt his wallet, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Is it possible that I bought it for my brother? Why don't I buy it in a bigger size? It doesn't seem to be easy for me to wear."
Gu Yuli put the clothes into Naxu Ring: "You have thick skin and hair, do you still need this to keep out the cold?"
"Brother, my skin is obviously better than snow, okay?"
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After visiting more than twenty stalls, Gu Yuli found another ordinary red rope, which could simply modify the appearance and mask the aura. It was also a rare second-level magic weapon. The stall owner was in urgent need of spiritual stones and could dispose of them cheaply.
"Sister, you are too wasteful, do we still need this?" Ta Lang said, naturally referring to the fact that they have the supreme magic weapon given by His Majesty the Demon Emperor, which can change their appearance and conceal their aura.
Gu Yuli ignored him, bought the red rope, put it into the Naxu ring, and walked to several stalls to buy some daily necessities that low-level monks would use, such as the spiritual masking array for meditation, ordinary
I bought low-level spiritual herbs and flowers, dozens of blank talisman papers, a set of low-level talisman and seal making encyclopedias, several encyclopedias of basic spiritual knowledge, and a book of notes about how monks improve their mental state.
"How can you waste my money like this?" Talang pointed out angrily: "This piece of paper is so light, it broke into pieces as soon as I hit it. And what kind of notes are there about improving the state of mind and cultivating the state of care? That's a weak person.
It’s just a trick, it’s enough to have a firm heart on the road to spiritual practice. What kind of bad books are these? You’d better not read them. Everyone’s practice methods are different, and their understandings are also different. Reading these things is to imprison your thinking.
Inspiration-destroying garbage.”
Ta Lang didn't lower his voice, so the people around him naturally listened to what he said, looking at Ta Lang as if he were an outsider.
Gu Yuli knew that if she didn't understand what she said today, she would never have peace.
She pulled Ta Lang to a quiet place nearby and said solemnly: "Ta Lang, I know you are very strong. But these days, you have also seen that the practitioners in the foundation building stage are basically like beans. We must
To ensure safety here, in addition to pursuing our own strength, other things are indispensable. I pondered for several days, and there is no need to think about high-level magic weapons. Not only can they not guarantee our safety, but they can also easily lead to death. Only this talisman
If we can make more low-level seal scripts, we may be able to defeat the enemy with our numerical advantage."
"Is it just this worthless piece of paper?" Ta Lang looked suspicious.
Gu Yuli laughed: "Don't underestimate these things. When the time comes to use them, you will be surprised."
The moon was full, the cold wind was blowing in the night, and the branches nearby were covered with translucent ice edges.
"Talang, you are willing to make a blood curse with me and promise dad to protect me. You must have encountered a bottleneck in your practice and came here to find a way out, right?" Gu Yuli looked at Talang, more serious than before.
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Ta Lang pondered, without the playful smile of the past. After a while, he nodded gently: "My body is filled with the blood of the ancient ancestors. The practice method of my family is not suitable for me. The secret method of the ancient times is not suitable for me."
It has disappeared for thousands of years. If I want to seek stronger power, I must step out as a practitioner of my own."
Gu Yuli pushed a book of basic knowledge of cultivation to Talang: "Then don't underestimate any kind of cultivation method, and these basic things contain the essence accumulated over thousands of years."
Talang threw it back to Gu Yuli: "I won't look at this garbage. Unless it is an ancient secret method."
"Tch, you want to see it or not. The secret method passed down in ancient times is not necessarily better than the current practice method." Gu Yuli muttered dissatisfied. She believed that society has been developing and monks are constantly exploring more suitable methods.
The way of practice, even if the fragments left by ancient civilizations are really found, may not be comparable to the current way of practice.
Gu Yuli put all the books into Naxujie and flipped through them when she had nothing to do when she went back: "Ah, by the way. Didn't you just say that there was news about someone selling spiritual springs here? Why didn't I see it? You
This guy is lying again."
Ta Lang raised his voice very dissatisfied: "Who said I lied? It's not until I meet you or prove it. Hey, my love for you is in vain. I know you want a spiritual spring, so I spent one specially.
I bought this news with copper coins. I heard from the man that he was an old man with white hair and beard. He had a wine gourd on his waist and sold it at the east entrance of the market."
"Didn't we pass by there just now? Okay, forget it. It's getting late, let's talk about it tomorrow." Gu Yuli turned around and left.
Suddenly there was the sound of branches and leaves rubbing against clothes in the woods.
"The cloud sails touch the mist and the sea laughs, the flute and flute sing proudly, the bright moon in the sky enjoys the wine, forgetting the dust and returning to the same feather..."
An old man with white beard and hair, holding a wine gourd in his hand, staggered out of the woods, seemingly drunk, chanting a poem, and took two steps, as if he was about to fall.
"Be careful, old man." Gu Yuli stretched out her hand to give him a hand.
The old man with white beard and hair tilted his head and looked at Gu Yuli with drunken eyes: "What a handsome little girl, come and have a drink with me, an old man who is half buried in the earth."
Talang suddenly jumped up: "It's you."
"Yeah, yeah. You young man, you've broken my old man's arm. Let go quickly." The old man just flicked it casually, and Talang flew straight out, and fell heavily to the ground with a "bang".
, bringing up a cloud of smoke.
Ta Lang got up in shock and anger, and looked at the old man warily. The old man's cultivation was unfathomable, and he obviously didn't even have fluctuations in spiritual power. Unless the old man used pure physical power, otherwise,
The level reached a level beyond his comprehension.
Could this old man with white beard and hair be the 500-year-old ancestor of Kunlun?
Gu Yuli wanted to pull her hand away, but found a suction force coming from the old man's body. Her heart suddenly raised, could it be that the conversation between her and Ta Lang just now made the old man think of something fatal?
"Old man, my brother is just irritable, please forgive him." Gu Yuli suppressed her anxiety and smiled.
He jumped on the waves and said, "Old man, tell us the news about the Lingquan we bought." This fall did not cause him any injuries, but he was a little afraid of the old man and did not dare to come forward to give him a hand.
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"What's the spiritual spring?" The old man with white beard and hair shook his head and thought for a while: "Isn't the spiritual spring within you? I say you young people, you don't have to use your own treasure house, you have to look for some foreign object.
, What a waste of green years."
The old man took Gu Yuli's arm and narrowed his eyes into crescent moons. Suddenly, a ray of light shot out from his eyes and landed on Gu Yuli's inner palace.
Gu Yuli subconsciously stepped back, but let the old man hold her.
Ta Lang rushed over eagerly: "What are you doing, old man? Let go of my sister quickly."
The old man didn't even turn his head. He waved his hand back and Tadalang flew backwards again and hit the tree trunk.
Gu Yuli was afraid that the old man would hurt Ta Lang, so she hurriedly shouted: "Brother, please wait a moment. I think..." She looked at the smile on the old man's face and breathed a sigh of relief: "This old man doesn't have any malicious intentions.
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Just as Ta Lang was about to get up, a strong force pressed down on his shoulders. He couldn't bear it and fell down again. He was frightened and angry. He clenched his fists and gathered his strength. He let out a loud "ha" and shouted with both hands.
The fist was shot into the sky.
"Crack..." Invisibly, something seemed to be broken.
The pressure on the shoulders disappeared immediately, and the wave flew past like lightning: "Hurry up, let go of my sister." With a huge momentum, there was a "cracking" sound in the air.
The old man with white beard and hair seemed not to have noticed the fist that was thrown at him. He looked at Gu Yuli: "Little girl, have you ever tested your spiritual roots and body veins?"
Gu Yuli shook her head: "My family is cold and I have never had the chance to take the test."
"What a pity, what a pity." The old man took a few sips of wine.
At this moment, Ta Lang's fist hit the old man's shoulder, but it was like hitting a mountain of iron furnace weighing tens of thousands of kilograms. The old man was not shaken at all, but he took a few steps back, and the pain in his joints was unbearable. This was Ta Lang's own blow.
This was the first time since he started practicing that he encountered an unbeatable master. He couldn't believe that there were such powerful beings among human monks.
"Little girl, in a few days, those old immortals on the mountain will appear to test their spiritual roots. You can go as long as you want." The old man threw the wine gourd to Gu Yuli and left with a smile.
Gu Yuli caught up a few steps: "Old man, wait."
"The cloud sails touch the mist and the sea laughs, the flute and flute sing proudly, the bright moon in the sky enjoys the wine, forgetting the dust and returning to the same feather..."
"You warm-hearted girl, I will give you this great opportunity. Don't forget to bring the wine gourd to test your spiritual roots in a few days."
The old man suddenly conjured up a wine gourd from nowhere. It swayed three times and took only two or three steps. When he looked at it, it had disappeared into the vast darkness of the night, leaving only a few afterimages.
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