The sloppy old man looked very uncomfortable and said helplessly: "I can only say that I really don't know the reason for this."
Su Yi stared at the sloppy old man and said, "I'm asking, who has approached you to inquire about this matter."
The sloppy old man was silent for a moment and sighed: "It's Emperor Xingfu!"
"It turned out to be her."
Su Yi whispered, and a figure of a woman with long blood-like hair emerged in his mind, standing in the starry sky, surrounded by thousands of stars, cold and aloof, as proud as a god!
Qingwei, who had been sitting silently on one side, was also shocked.
Emperor Xingfang!
Beiminghai, one of the three demon emperors in the fairy world!
Su Yize remembered something.
When he was wandering around in the Demonic Era, he met an Immortal Lord named Mu Jing. This person was from the Qingmulg Mu Clan. His ancestors had guarded the dark battlefield on the border of the Immortal Realm and made unparalleled military exploits.
An ancestor of the Qingmulg family named "Mu Qisheng" once followed Wang Ye and served him.
Mu Jing is the descendant of Mu Pilgrim!
It was also at that time that Su Yi learned that Mu Jing was originally ordered by the 'Emperor Xing Fang' to sneak into the Xue Xiaozi camp to serve.
The reason is very simple. After Wang Ye was attacked by a group of peerless enemies, it caused a shock in the immortal world. Everyone believed that the "Emperor Yongye" who once dominated an era had fallen.
But Emperor Xinghuan didn’t think so.
She had been planning for many years, secretly contacted many immortal forces, and arranged a group of strong men to sneak into the camps of those peerless enemies.
Among them, Mujing from the Qingmulg clan was sent to serve in Xuexiaozi's camp!
"She is so serious that she would ask an old bastard like you to inquire about this matter."
Su Yi sighed with emotion.
The sloppy old man took a bite of the meat and bones, his cheeks bulging from the food, and he said vaguely: "This happened a long time ago. Since the time of Immortal Fall, I have never seen that woman who killed without blinking an eye."
After a pause, he sighed: "This is called the passage of time, things and people change, the flowers are the same every year, but the people are different every year!"
Su Yi silently took a sip of wine and said: "Let's not talk about the past. Let me ask you why Xue Xiaozi and those old guys who are standing at the top of the immortal path are shrinking, and what disasters are they avoiding?
?”
Qi Fufeng once said that those old antiques above the Immortal King Realm have all disappeared from the world, suspected of avoiding disaster!
The sloppy old man seemed afraid to talk about it, so he dipped his fingertips in the wine and wrote two words on the table:
"God's disaster!"
Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly and he said: "Is it related to the gods?"
The sloppy old man nodded and said: "These things are just some signs, but no one dares to care about the characters who are at the top of the immortal path, because..."
Speaking of this, he lowered his voice and told a shocking secret, "Thirty-nine thousand years ago, the 'Old Monk Qingqu' of Lianhua Temple in Xiangzhou suffered a taboo catastrophe and lost his entire body overnight.
After cultivation, his body will be corrupted and his soul will be broken."
"Before he died, he only left one sentence: 'If you can't survive the five declines of heaven and man, stop talking about the indestructibility of the Vajra'!"
Su Yi felt awe-inspiring in her heart.
The old monk Qingqu is also known as the "Fatian Buddha"!
A long time ago, he was a mythical figure who set foot on the top of the immortal path.
Who would have thought that such a myth would wither away in a strange catastrophe!
"The so-called divine disaster is related to the five declines of heaven and man?"
Su Yi was thoughtful.
The sloppy old man sighed: "I don't know, I just know that those old guys who survived the Immortal Fall era are hiding one by one, for fear of following in the footsteps of the old monk Qingqu."
Next, Su Yi asked many more questions.
But this sloppy old man was extremely tactful and vague. He looked around and was forced to panic, so he simply shut up and said nothing.
Su Yi was helpless.
He also knew that if he could really tell, this old bastard would never hide it.
If you can't tell me, even if you kill this old bastard, you won't be able to ask a single word.
"The last question is, who is the Red Dragon Daojun who is currently sitting in the Black Dragon Market?"
Su Yi asked.
The sloppy old man was startled, his eyes suddenly became strange, and he chuckled: "I promised not to reveal its origin, but if you see it, you will be able to see through its origin at a glance."
As he spoke, he wiped the grease stains on his mouth with his sleeve and said, "I have broken the law many times today and said too many things that I shouldn't have said. I must leave."
Su Yi said: "Where to go?"
The sloppy old man said without hesitation: "As long as I don't meet you, I can go anywhere in the world."
Su Yi: "..."
He stroked his chin and said, "Have you seen something from me?"
The sloppy old man shook his head like a rattle, "Don't you still know? In this world, I can tell fortunes and fortunes for anyone, but I dare not do this to you!"
There was a hint of resentment in the voice.
Su Yi laughed and said, "That's all, I won't force you."
The sloppy old man stood up and walked away.
Su Yi didn't stop him.
But the sloppy old man walked halfway, but he hesitated, turned around and said, "I am very happy to see that this killer like you is still alive!"
The voice was still echoing, and he walked away quickly and disappeared.
Su Yi laughed.
This old bastard is still the same as before!
"Sir, is that the old fortune teller an extraordinary being?"
Qingwei couldn't help but said.
Su Yi shook his head slightly and said: "No, he is just a cunning old bastard. He is most afraid of three things in his life. The first is trouble, the second is disaster, and the third is early death. He has many stinking problems all over his body."
"The only thing worthy of praise is that in the field of divination, no one in the fairy world can compare with him."
Su Yi's eyes flashed with memories, "A long time ago, many old guys came to him to tell their fortunes. They originally thought that they could use his divination skills to seek good luck, avoid bad luck, and change their luck, but in the end, they were all told to death by him... …”
Qingwei was stunned for a moment, then she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Su Yi also laughed and said: "For this reason, he is called the 'Lord of Bad News', and even worse, he is called the God of Plague."
Qingwei couldn't help but be curious and said: "Master, why doesn't he dare to tell your fortune?"
Su Yi said: "He calculated it once, but when he was doing the divination, he suffered a backlash and almost killed him. From then on, he regarded me as a doomed man, fearing that he would have any connection with me, as long as he saw me , you must hide as far as you can.”
Qingwei understood.
Telling fortunes to others requires money.
Telling fortunes to the emperor... That's really fatal!
After having had enough wine and food, Su Yi and Qing Wei left alone, and not long after, they came to a shop called "Buqi Building" in Heilong Market.
Su Yi plans to sell all the unused treasures on his body.
After expressing his intention to come, Qingwei was waiting outside, while Su Yi was led into a secret room covered by restrictions by the waiter.
In the secret room, an old man with a goatee sat lazily.
He is the treasure appraiser of Buqilou. When he saw Su Yi, he said directly: "I heard that you are going to sell a batch of good goods, and the quantity is very large, so take it out and let me have a look. The price is easy to say." !”
Su Yi waved his sleeves and robe.
Wow!
A mountain-like pile of treasures emerged, filling the room with light.
Most of these are various kinds of fairy treasures, which are the trophies Su Yi harvested along the way from the place where he ascended to Bailu Mountain.
Although precious, it is of no use to Su Yi's cultivation.
The old man with the goatee was stunned for a moment, then he sat up straight and stepped forward to screen them one by one.
Su Yi sat on one side leisurely, waiting patiently.
After a long time, the old man with the goatee finished counting, stabilized his mind, sat back in the chair, and said: "Forgive me, although there are many treasures in this batch, there are not many treasures, and naturally they cannot be sold at a good price."
Su Yi laughed, "There's no need to lower the price, and I don't like to bargain. I'll tell you a number and take out 10,000 pieces of high-grade fairy jade. These treasures will be yours."
A piece of top-grade fairy jade is worth a hundred fairy stones.
Ten thousand pieces is equivalent to a million pieces of fairy stones!
Such an offer made the old man with the goatee twitch his eyelids and snorted coldly: "I'm afraid you don't know the market conditions of the Black Dragon Market, not to mention that most of your treasures will never see the light of day. Since you want to sell, you can only pay for it." 60% of the rising market price..."
He wanted to continue talking, but Su Yi interrupted: "If you feel that you are at a loss, forget it."
After saying that, he stood up, collected the treasures on the ground, and turned away.
That's called a neat move.
But the old man with the goatee couldn't sit still and said: "Your Excellency, wait a minute!"
Su Yi paused and said: "No need to talk nonsense, you just need to express your position whether you accept the conditions I offer."
The old man with the goatee looked uncertain for a while, and finally he choked out one word: "Yes!"
Su Yi then turned back and said with a smile: "Don't act like you're going to suffer a big loss. The conditions I quoted are enough for you to make a lot of money."
The old man with the goatee was stunned, then he laughed and said with emotion: "I can see that you are a knowledgeable person, but the strange thing is that I have never seen you in the Black Dragon Market before."
Su Yi said calmly: "What, you still want to know my details?"
The old man with the goatee said wisely: "Your Excellency, wait a moment."
With that said, he stood up and left the secret room.
Not long after, he retrieved a storage treasure and handed it to Su Yi, "Ten thousand pieces of high-grade immortal jade. Please take a look at it."
Su Yi checked them casually, nodded, and handed the treasures to the old man with the goatee.
He stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and immediately took out five hundred pieces of fairy jade and placed it on the table.
"This is hush money. If the news is leaked, you will bear the consequences."
Su Yi took a deep look at the old man with the goatee and turned away.
The old man with the goatee looked uncertain for a while.
He realized that this time he met not only a knowledgeable character, but also a tough guy who was obviously very familiar with the unspoken rules of the Black Dragon Market.
For example, even regular customers who often enter the Black Dragon Market don't know about this "hush fee"!
Some people sell stolen goods, and some people can deduce many secrets from those stolen goods.
And these secrets can often be sold for an extremely attractive price!
This is the unspoken rule.
Most people don't know at all.
Especially this time!
The old man with the goatee knows very well that if he sells the information about this batch of stolen goods to the Taiqing Sect and the Yunji Immortal Mansion through hidden channels, he will definitely get a huge fortune!
Because of this, the old man with the goatee was deeply entangled.