After the blood refining, Wei Yang began to experiment with the secret method of sword control.
Although this is the sword control method.
However, the life-cutting knife is a broken one. Half of the front part is missing, and the remaining blade is no more than half a meter long. It can only be said to be a straight knife, which is no different from a sword.
Wei Yang uses pure yang internal energy as a guide to drive and kill people. It feels like an arm and a finger. It doesn't need to be adjusted at all to control the cause.
Because after blood refining, I can control it easily, and using the sword control method will naturally come naturally.
Wei Yang tried to control it to the greatest extent.
After a while, Wei Yang had a clear understanding of this secret method.
Three hundred and sixty years of internal force drive can ensure that the life-cutting force can be controlled within a range of ten meters. It can be controlled by the heart and maintain sufficient power. If it exceeds ten meters, it will feel weak. If it exceeds twenty meters, it will not obey the orders.
Then, through the secret technique of sword control, Wei Yang was able to fly the sword at short distances.
But this is not our own territory after all.
Wei Yang didn't dare to make any big moves, lest he be seen by interested people. He could only simply drive and kill four or five meters above the ground, flying close to the ground. The speed was as fast as a sports car, and it consumed internal energy, which was not too much.
many.
This feeling is great. If there was nothing else going on in Liangshan, Wei Yang would have wished to take advantage of the night to fly back to Lianhua Mountain with his sword, and experience the joy of using a sword to ride on the wind and slay demons in the world.
After experimenting with the secret technique and resting for a while, Wei Yang saw that the sky was getting dark and it was past six o'clock in the afternoon.
He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Pulsatilla.
"Senior, are you here?"
After a while, Pulsatilla replied: "Found it?"
Wei Yang said: "I discovered that there is a general temple on the mountain here. The yin energy here is very strong, and the evil energy is not weak."
"It should be over there. My friend also told me that it's near the General Temple. You come back first. Let's eat and drink enough and then go participate in the ghost market in the evening."
After reading the news, Wei Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Your friend mentioned the General Temple.
Then why didn't you tell me before?
If you said, at least there are landmarks, we can find them directly, why bother running all over the mountains and fields like this?
What does this guy mean?
But don't you want to trick me?
Wei Yang's eyes flickered, and he had an extra thought.
No matter how you put it now, you have gained a lot of experience during this period, but you cannot capsize in the gutter.
Back to town.
Meet outside the previous mutton house.
Wei Yang noticed that Pulsatilla's face was glowing red, as if he was happy about something.
Wei Yang asked: "Senior, you are smiling so happily. What good thing happened to you?"
The white-headed man said excitedly: "My friend has contacted me and it has been confirmed that there are indeed wonderful flowers in the ghost market this time. I have been looking for them for more than ten years, and I finally found them."
Wei Yang said: "That is indeed a happy event, but there should be many people who want such exotic flowers, right?"
The white-headed man said: "No matter what, I have to fight for it."
Wei Yang smiled and stopped talking nonsense.
Had dinner in town.
We found a hotel to rest in again.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, the two left the hotel and went straight to the General Temple in Liangshan.
At night, the mountains and forests of Liangshan were completely silent, with only the evening breeze blowing and the shadows of the trees dancing.
Wei Yang and Pulsatilla walked all the way to the mountains.
Wei Yang opened his spiritual eyes from time to time to observe the surrounding situation.
Vaguely, Wei Yang discovered that there were many unusual auras lurking in the mountains and forests, all of which were very weak.
If ordinary people encountered it, they might be afraid.
But with Wei Yang's current cultivation level.
These auras, even Yin spirits, cannot get close to Wei Yang. The pure Yang internal energy in his body, just the aura, is enough to make those Yin spirits collapse.
Not long after, the two of them arrived at the General Temple without any danger.
When he arrived here, Wei Yang was surprised to find that lanterns appeared in the forest. They were all old-fashioned lanterns. They glowed red and illuminated a large area of the mountain forest.
In the red light area, there are a lot of weirdly dressed people here and there, occupying each area and seeming to be setting up stalls.
Wei Yang glanced over and secretly clicked his tongue.
Good guy, ninety-nine percent of you are not human.
And the few people who hid their identities were wearing black robes, masks or other face-protecting things.
When in town, do as the Romans do.
Wei Yang did not expose himself intentionally, but took out a towel and covered half of his face.
The white-headed man was stunned: "When you go out, do you still bring a towel with you?"
"It's better to be prepared. Look, there's no need to do this?" Wei Yang smiled.
The white-headed man was silent for a moment, then took out a bottle from his pocket, poured out something black and sloppy, and smeared it on his face, making Wei Yang unrecognizable.
As expected, he is a person from Qimen Road. He travels around the world and is well equipped with all the equipment!
"From now on, senior, you can do whatever you want, and I will follow you without saying anything." Wei Yang continued at this time.
The white-headed man nodded: "Okay."
Then, Pulsatilla took the lead and wandered around the stalls.
Wei Yang was like a little follower, taking the opportunity to look at the stalls.
Not to mention, there are some stalls with more items and some with less items, but 90% of them are unfamiliar and weird.
for example:
A thumb-sized skull bracelet.
A heart still beating in a glass bottle.
A strange doll carved from wood. When you look at it, it seems that it is also looking at you, and you can faintly hear laughter.
There was also a kitchen knife that was dripping blood.
It was still squirming, looking like a caterpillar, but with a human face.
All kinds of weird things can make people's scalp numb.
Wei Yang really has no interest in these things.
Even if he wants to become a member of the Qi Clan, Wei Yang realizes that he is still an upright member of the Qi Clan. Engaging in these crooked ways is of no use to him and will also affect his mood.
Wandering all the way, I came to the General Temple before I knew it.
Got here.
The white-headed man whispered: "The stalls outside are all ordinary stalls. I guess all the good stuff is in the temple."
Wei Yang took a look and saw that there were two phantoms guarding the entrance of the temple.
You don't need your spiritual eyes to recognize it. This is definitely not a human being, and it doesn't feel weak.
Wei Yang said: "Can I go in?"
"I guess you have to pay, let me ask." The white-headed man stepped forward and negotiated in a low voice.
After a while, the white-headed man took out two spiritual beads and took Wei Yang in.
As soon as we entered, we saw that there were stalls inside.
But compared to outside, there are many fewer stalls here. As far as the eye can see, there are only three in the yard.
Moreover, the stall owners of these three stalls are much more generous and do not cover up at all.
A stall owner looked like a tree stump that had become a spirit, with branches and vines all over his body. Wei Yang recognized it as a mandrill.
In front of it, some flowers and plants were placed, and Wei Yang recognized that among them there were actually ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, which were at least hundreds of years old, and were valuable to the Qimen monks.
A woman in her thirties, wearing a bright red dress, heavy makeup, and a hot figure. She just grinned, had rotten teeth, and had a strong evil aura about her that was about to solidify. She was really scary.
This is an evil spirit, and it is a terrible evil spirit.
In front of it, there are many varieties of things placed, including flowers and plants, various unknown minerals, some antique calligraphy and paintings, and even a little white rabbit that looks white and fat.
Being locked in a cage.
There was another one, but she was a child, a little girl, who looked like she was only five or six years old.
The little girl was wearing a small emerald blue dress, looking like a young lady from a wealthy family in ancient times.
However, the strange thing is that water is constantly flowing on the little girl's body, as if she is drowning.
It also had an expressionless face, crouching in the corner with its hands on its knees, and a stall in front of it with the smallest and weirdest things on display.
In front of it, there is only a spiritual tablet, which reads, the spiritual tablet of my beloved daughter Yin Yin.
Is this selling yourself?
Wei Yang was confused, but after looking around, he found that except for the little white rabbit, he was not interested in anyone else.
The reason why the little white rabbit is interested is that this is actually a very spiritual rabbit.
Judging from the feeling, it has become a spiritual beast.
This category is of great benefit to practitioners, whether it is raising or eating.
Of course, he was interested, but Wei Yang didn't have much money. The only five spiritual beads he had were given to him by the white-headed man. Without money, he was not qualified to act as an uncle.
At this time, the white-headed man came to the gate of the General Temple.
But a thin man wearing a black hat, a big black mole on his face, and a mustache blocked the way and said with a smile: "It's an auction inside, do you know the rules?"
"I understand." The white-headed man said and looked at Wei Yang: "To enter the auction house, you need to provide your own Qi. This is to prevent someone from making trouble and destroying it. This time, I estimate that there are good things in it. If Fellow Daoist Wei is interested, please pay
If you have some energy, you can go in and have a look."
Wei Yang narrowed his eyes: "Angry?"
"Yes, the living need yang energy, the dead need yin energy, and the aliens need natal energy. But don't worry, when the auction is over, it will be returned without any threats. This is the rule of the ghost market auction, and it has been like this for so many years.
"
Wei Yang smiled and said: "Forget it, I just came here with senior to have a look. I am not interested in the auction. I think there are a lot of good things outside. You go, I will wait for you outside. If you like it, I will naturally
purchase."
The white-headed man hesitated to speak. Seeing that Wei Yang was unmoved, he could only nod his head and said: "Okay, fellow Taoist, pay attention to your safety and don't run around."
After the white-headed man finished speaking, he turned around and followed the man with the black mole into the general temple.
Wei Yang watched him go away and suddenly smiled.
It's really interesting. It was said to be Qimen Ghost Market.
But along the way, there were only a few living people, and almost all of them were aliens.
Is it because the Qimen monks haven’t arrived yet, or is there another mystery?
Let’s take a look.
No matter what it is, it must be exposed.
Wei Yang thought about it and sat down cross-legged in an open space in the courtyard of the General Temple. Then he took out a bottle of beer, a paper cup, a bag of peanuts, and a pack of pig head meat bought from a small town from his backpack.
Then a sip of wine and a sip of peanuts.
A mouthful of wine and a mouthful of pork head.
Just start eating.
His behavior was truly unique in this ghost market, and it immediately attracted the evil attention of the mandrill and the rotten-toothed woman.
Even the little girl huddled in the corner secretly peeked at Wei Yang.
"Hey, boy, is the pork delicious?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.
Wei Yang paused, looked up, and was suddenly stunned.
