I'm immortal anyway, you can do whatever you want

He murmured.

After staying here for half a year, he is not deaf to things outside the window, and has inquired a lot of news.

At this moment, the storage bag on the waist suddenly shimmered.

Ok?

Yang Sheng frowned, and took out a sound transmission talisman from it.

"Brother Yang, how did you think about what happened last time?"

A delicate female voice came from inside, full of temptation and seductive.

Chapter 47 Trade Fair

"It's fellow Taoist Zicha..."

Hearing this voice, Yang Sheng muttered secretly.

The other party is Yinxiu of the Demon Gate, who opens a workshop in the valley to pick up customers, which is equivalent to a woman in a red building in the mortal world.

In the past six months, Yang Sheng occasionally went to help each other, so the two had some contact.

A few days ago, the other party invited him to explore a senior cave.

"Trouble fellow daoist, if you want to ask, but I don't have time, sorry!"

Yang Sheng didn't even think about it, so he refused.

Who is he?

People who can stay at home and never go out even if they are killed.

Not to mention that there are generally various dangerous restrictions in unknown caves, and if one is not careful, the gutter will capsize.

"Fellow Daoist, don't think about it anymore, that senior is in the late stage of foundation establishment, maybe there is a spiritual treasure hidden in it!"

"No need!" Yang Sheng said firmly.

"...Since that's the case, the little girl won't bother Fellow Daoist anymore!"

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and unwilling words came faintly.

Yang Sheng's eyes flickered when he heard this.

"There are so many masters in this East Stone Valley, why should she be so obsessed with me, there is probably something tricky in it..."

He stroked his chin, lost in thought.

Today's him is no longer a fledgling stunned young man, and he soon noticed that something was wrong.

The two parties are just in love, and there is even a strong smell of copper in it. Could it be possible that the other party still likes him?

"No matter what conspiracy or trick, as long as I don't go, that woman will have nothing to do with me!"

Shaking his head, Yang Sheng put it behind him.

……

three days later.

"It's closed today, and I'll give you a day off! Your salary will still be paid!"

Early in the morning, Wang Zhi was waiting outside the store as usual, Yang Sheng said this to him, then turned and left.

Wang Zhi was left at a loss.

When he came to a remote corner, after a while, Yang Sheng changed his appearance and strutted out of the Fangshi area without attracting anyone's attention.

Leaving East Stone Valley, Yang Sheng went straight to a direction with his sword.

Half an hour later, a huge mortal city appeared before his eyes.

Acting in a low-key manner, he applied a stealth operation and stepped into Yuyang City in two or three steps.

Chunmanlou, as the largest restaurant in Yuyang City, is full of customers every day, and it is very lively.

After some inquiries, Yang Sheng came here.

"Who would have thought that a monk would open a trade fair here!"

"If Miss He hadn't told me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have come here..."

Feeling one or two, Yang Sheng strode in.

The location of the trade fair here was told by He Bingyu.

After all, it can be so concealed, and most of the things traded at the meeting are not clean, and not everyone is qualified to know.

"This guest officer, how many people?"

A shop waiter greeted him with a warm smile on his face.

"It's just me, a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus, and some snacks!"

"Okay! Wait a minute, guest officer!"

Came to the second floor, found a seat by the window, Yang Sheng sat down.

The trade fair didn't start until evening, and he wasn't in a hurry.

"This mortal wine has a special flavor!"

While drinking, he admired the scenery outside.

Time passed quickly, and gradually, a touch of orange appeared on the horizon.

"time to go!"

Counting the time with his fingers, Yang Sheng dropped a piece of silver, got up and went downstairs, and then went straight to the backyard.

"This guest, this is a private place, not open to the public, please forgive me!"

Two muscular burly men stood guard, and one of them said in a deep voice.

puff!

Yang Sheng didn't talk nonsense, he directly raised his hand, and a ball of fire appeared out of thin air.

"Shangxian, please sit inside!"

The two big men immediately bowed down, with a respectful expression, and moved out of the way.

Through the gate of the backyard, Yang Sheng took out a cloak to cover his face, and walked into a dilapidated thatched cottage.

Then follow the dark stairs to the ground.

Before taking a few steps, the front view opened up, and a bright fire came into view.

Under the light of the fire, Yang Sheng found himself in a basement with a square step in the middle and dozens of chairs around it.

At this moment, some of the chairs were already occupied.

When Yang Sheng appeared, he immediately shot several searching eyes.

After realizing that they couldn't see through his aura, these gazes quickly retracted. When some people's gazes swept over him again, they felt a little apprehensive.

Regarding this, Yang Sheng didn't change his face, just found a place to sit down, and waited quietly.

Next, people came one after another.

"The hour has come!"

After about 15 people were present, a masked man came to the square steps. He scanned the crowd and said in a hoarse voice:

"Since I can come to this place, I believe everyone understands the rules, so I won't talk nonsense. Now, the fair will officially begin!"

After all, he pointed to the nearest person and said, "Let's start with this fellow Taoist!"

"I need ten green thunder bamboos. Does any fellow Taoist have them?" The man stood up immediately, looked at the crowd, and said, "I'll exchange them for spirit pills, herbs, spirit stones, etc.!"

There was silence.

"If there is no stock, it is fine to provide accurate information!"

Still no one cares about him.

After a moment, the man shook his head in disappointment and sat down again.

A man in green robe next to him stood up and said in a deep voice:

"I urgently need blood-refining mushrooms! If anyone can provide it, apart from the equivalent panacea and herbal exercises, I still owe him a favor!"

"Refining Xuezhi? This kind of medicinal material is powerful, but also highly poisonous. What do you want it for?"

Immediately, someone exclaimed.

But as soon as the words were spoken, this person realized that something was wrong. It is a taboo in the trade fair to find out the purpose of others.

He said in a sincere tone: "I am impatient at the moment, I hope fellow Taoists will forgive me!"

The green-robed man was silent for a while, and slowly said: "There is nothing to hide..."

"A few days ago, my fellow Daoist was attacked by thieves from the Dark Blood Sect. His body was poisoned with blood, and he needed to refine Xuezhi to fight the poison with the poison!" He said succinctly.

"Dark Blood Sect? Isn't it the Qi Kingdom sect? Why did its disciples come to me and wait for Zhao Guo to come..."

"Who knows~"

When everyone heard the words, they looked at each other in dismay.

"Refining Xuezhi~ I happen to have one here!"

A voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

"Is this true?"

The green-robed man was overjoyed immediately, he stretched out his hand towards the man, and said politely:

"This fellow Taoist, please take another step to speak!"

Saying that, the two walked towards the secret room on the side.

Witnessing this scene, Yang Sheng probably understood the transaction process.

After the two left, the transaction proceeded in an orderly manner.

"I need a practice, preferably a health-preserving one, and I need to be able to practice at least up to Foundation Establishment!"

"Which fellow daoist has Qingyuan fruit, I am willing to buy it at a high price!"

"I got an incomplete treasure map by chance. After identification, it is related to the five-element real person 500 years ago..."

……

Soon, it was Yang Sheng's turn.

"I have the blueprint of the core of the intermediate spirit talisman here, fellow daoists who need it can come to negotiate the price!"

He got up and said so.

As soon as this remark came out, the audience suddenly fell silent.

Did I say something serious?

Feeling the surprised gazes around him, Yang Sheng was speechless.

"This fellow Taoist, please be honest, do you really have the blueprint for the core of the intermediate talisman?"

After a while, a woman with a pleasant voice spoke first.

"Of course!"

Yang Sheng nodded, and said lightly: "Could it be that I came here specially to joke with you?"

Seeing him like this, the people present were even more surprised.

Almost all the core blueprints of the talisman are controlled and monopolized by Baoxuan Pavilion!

If you want to buy blueprints, you must go to Baoxuan Pavilion to bleed!

Only a very small number of low-level blueprints are lost in the cultivation world and become common goods.

Could it be that this person is the inner ghost of Baoxuan Pavilion?

At this moment, many people's eyes flickered with inexplicable color, secretly guessing Yang Sheng's origin.