The market is not big, but everything is sold, and there are even some corpses. Most of these corpses are used for making weapons. The demon clan will not waste these things. After remaking them, they will use their residual heat.
, this is a special obsession.
Chen Changsheng glanced away and stopped in front of a certain stall.
There were some corpses on the stall, and other than that there were some miscellaneous things, such as blood-stained swords, fox demon fur, and a furnace cauldron full of copper smell...
In front of the stall sat an old man wearing tattered clothes. He wore a mask with no facial features on his face, and his body exuded the evil energy of the Five Realms. The white beard exposed under the mask was vaguely visible.
There were many monsters standing in front of the stall, looking at the things on the stall.
A four-realm snake demon pointed at an object and said: "This."
The old man wearing a mask took a look and raised his hand to signal.
The snake demon opened its mouth and spit out two fire spirits.
The old man took a look, shook his head, and then stretched out four fingers.
The snake demon became embarrassed after seeing it, and finally shook his head helplessly and left here.
After the snake demon left, Chen Changsheng came to the stall.
He looked at the bloody sword at the old man's feet and asked, "What's the price of that sword?"
The old man paused and glanced at the person in front of the stall. Through the mask, a pair of deep eyes were staring at Chen Changsheng.
When their eyes met, a smile appeared on Chen Changsheng's lips.
The old man smiled and said, "You must have come to the wrong place. There is no price in the Demon Realm, only barter."
Chen Changsheng smiled, looked at the sword under his feet, and said, "It's a good sword."
"That's natural."
The old man rarely straightened up, picked up the sword, and said, "This sword once shone in the hands of a swordsman."
Chen Changsheng was silent for a moment and asked, "I don't know which sword immortal it is."
"Hehehe..."
The old man laughed dryly and said, "That was a long time ago."
He then stretched out his hand to twist a corner of the stall, and lifted up the long cloth to wrap up the entire item on the stall.
Chen Changsheng asked: "It's still early now, do we have to close the stall?"
The old man wearing a mask said: "If it can't be sold, there is no point in displaying it any longer."
The old man picked up the large bag of items and walked outside the market.
Chen Changsheng looked at that man's figure and thought to himself.
After a while, he took steps to follow.
The old man wearing a mask walked all the way to a remote place. The evil spirit around him gradually faded away, and the mountains and forests on both sides became more and more dense.
Chen Changsheng took a look, and when he looked up, he saw a deep mountain road ahead, leading into the mountains.
If you don't look carefully, you might not be able to see that there is another road here.
Chen Changsheng followed the old man all the way in.
After passing through the dark path, the sight in front of me gradually broadened, and I saw that this place was surrounded by six mountains, and the dense mountain forest hid this place.
Wisps of light shone through the gaps between the trees.
A slender waterfall falls from a height of several feet, which is spring water in the mountain.
Next to the small pool under the waterfall stands a water wheel, which rotates to send the water into the bamboo path and then to the wooden house on the side.
The wooden house looked old, even covered with moss and weeds, but before the wooden house it was a particularly clean flat land.
The old man placed the cloth bag on the stone table beside him.
He said without looking back.
"Come and sit."
Chen Changsheng paused for a moment, then walked to the stone table and sat down.
The old man entered the wooden house, took out a few taels of dried wild tea leaves, and then set up the stove to boil water.
"Crack."
The sound of firewood was accompanied by the sound of water flowing down, and the old man also sat down.
Chen Changsheng raised his eyes and looked at him, feeling a little curious.
Then the old man took off his mask.
The face under the mask is full of wrinkles, the messy white beard is curled up and hanging down, and the eyes are sunken, showing the color of old age, but the sharp sword energy can be vaguely lingering in the pupils.
The moment the mask was taken off, the five realms of demonic aura on the old man's body faded away, and the human aura was revealed in front of Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen thought it was Taoism at first, but he never thought it was the mask."
The old man said: "Back then, I beheaded an old sheep from the Five Realms, ground its skull, and carved some rune formations to make it look real."
"Ingenious indeed."
Chen Changsheng withdrew his gaze, then raised his hands and said, "Chen Changsheng's word "immortality" is still unknown."
"Bai Ziqiu." The old man said lightly.
He reached out and added two more firewood to the stove and said, "If you were born early, you might have heard of my name."
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen rarely walks in the world of immortality, so..."
"Mortal monk?" Bai Ziqiu asked.
"That's right." Chen Changsheng nodded.
Bai Ziqiu was a little surprised and said: "I don't see you often anymore. I remember when I first came to this world, the world had already become a land without immortals."
Chen Changsheng asked: "I wonder when the old man came here?"
Bai Ziqiu recalled it and said: "Based on the time here, it was probably three thousand years ago."
Chen Changsheng was startled after hearing this, "Three thousand years?"
Bai Ziqiu smiled and said: "Ordinary monks reach the age of one thousand years old. The reason why I can live here for three thousand years is largely due to my skills. The second reason is the lack of heavenly law here, so I am still alive today.
"
Chen Changsheng paused and said, "If we count it out, maybe only a month has passed outside."
Bai Ziqiu paused in his heart and said: "The outside world is only a few years old, but this place has been here for three thousand years. In the blink of an eye, you will be an old man."
Chen Changsheng asked: "Have you ever tried to go out?"
"Tried."
Bai Ziqiu said: "The results are all unsatisfactory. Before heaven and earth, we monks are just chickens and dogs. Even a small world can crush me to pieces."
As he spoke, he smiled, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "If I were half as cautious as you, I wouldn't have been trapped here for so long."
Chen Changsheng asked: "Where do we start talking about this?"
Bai Ziqiu said: "I'm old, but that doesn't mean I can't see anything. Although you have the energy of the Five Elements, it's not natural. It shows that this is not your true body. I just don't know how it was done.
This method is indeed somewhat mysterious."
"The old man has good eyesight."
Chen Changsheng said something and said: "This method of clone is obtained by chance, but it is not very mysterious."
Bai Ziqiu did not continue to ask, but said: "Being able to separate souls and incarnate, your own Taoism is probably unprecedented."
"Chen is much worse."
Chen Changsheng just shook his head without explaining much.