As long as there are enough vests, the plot can't kill me

In the Lihuo Region of the Great Thousand World, on the edge of Yuzhou, there is a valley filled with special miasma.

Rumor has it that the miasma inside is colorless, odorless, and invisible, and anyone who touches it will die, whether they are mortals or monks.

It is said that there was once a powerful being with extraordinary cultivation who wanted to find out what was going on, but after searching the entire valley to no avail, he had no choice but to retreat.

But only three days later, the spiritual heart of this powerful man collapsed and he became a useless person, and the few strands of miasma that contaminated his body directly led to the extinction of all life in a city.

Since then, this nameless valley has become a taboo and a desolate place in Yuzhou, and is also known as the Miasma Valley.

"Mr. Mo, you wrote a good story, but the name is not very good. It lacks some impressive momentum."

"Oh? Girl, if you were to name it, what would it be?"

"Immortal Burial Valley!"

Click!

The moment the words fell, thunder roared in the sky. It was unclear whether it was because the dark clouds that had been lurking for a long time had finally erupted, or if it was due to some other reason.

"Hahahaha, girl Lin, you are worthy of being you, the unrestrained Young Master Lin, who communicates with yin and yang to find Lin Xiao."

After a moment's silence, the vigorous and powerful voice sounded again, echoing in the valley that made people shudder.

Deep in the Miasma Valley, just as the rumors described, there was no vegetation and the ground was a grey-black color with unknown implications.

However, this place is far from being extinct, and there are still people.

A crudely made stone table, a set of exquisitely crafted tea sets, and an unknown transaction.

Two people in black cloaks sat across the table from each other, their features completely hidden under the wide cloaks.

There was another person dressed similarly, standing behind one of the parties, and he was obviously a bodyguard.

Originally, the cloak was made of special materials and assisted by a formation, which had the effect of isolating the spiritual consciousness of the monks. The identities of the two parties in the transaction could not be detected unless they got close.

But as one of the parties mentioned the other's name, if there was a powerful person who used his divine sense to spy at this moment, he would immediately know who the young voice belonged to.

The head of the Lin family, which is ranked among the top ten cultivation families in the universe, is Lin Xiao, the young master who is known as the 'young king'.

"Mr. Mo, you violated the rules first, so the gift for this transaction is gone."

The man who had been laughing loudly before suddenly became furious upon hearing this. He didn't care about any rules and pulled off the cloak on his head, revealing his true face.

Seeing this face, Uncle Kun, who was standing behind Lin Xiao, paused for a moment and immediately understood how his little girl got the nickname "Intercommunication between Yin and Yang".

There is no reincarnation in the universe; yin and yang represent good and evil.

The person in front of him was none other than Mo Xuan, the supreme elder of the Blood Evil Sect, the leader of the seven evil sects.

However, at this moment, Elder Mo, with his white hair and beard, did not have the demeanor of an evil leader at all. His face, which was a little weathered but not old, was full of sadness and helplessness.

"No, no, no, considering that this is my first offense, can you please be magnanimous and forgive me this time?"

"Old man, if you don't put on your hat, our deal will be void."

Lin Xiao sighed softly and gained a better understanding of the temperament of this evil sect master.

Actually, it wasn't a big deal for her identity to be exposed in public by outsiders, and she had plenty of excuses to make excuses afterwards.

But doing business openly with the evil boss is a different matter.

Mo Xuan certainly understood this truth. He put on his cloak again with a sullen look on his face, but a hint of smile flashed in his eyes.

He was quite satisfied with the result of this test.

The little girl doesn't have that annoying sense of good and evil, and is very pleasing to the eye.

"Girl, you haven't entered the Dao yet, are you looking for a suitable spiritual root?"

Before the transaction, Lao Mo conducted a detailed investigation of this young master of a prominent family.

It is indeed a bit slow to enter the path of Taoism at the age of 25.

The path of cultivation is long and arduous, including Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, spirit transformation, return to emptiness, fusion, Mahayana, and tribulation. Each realm is a dangerous hurdle.

Even if Young Master Lin finds a high-quality spiritual root in the future, if he starts too late, he is bound to fall behind those top geniuses.

That was why he asked this question, intending to half sell and half give away some information to make up for his previous tentative behavior.

Hearing this kind of flattering behavior, Lin Xiao frowned and his thoughts raced.

Even the evil sect has begun to pay attention to the fact that the young master of the Lin family has been slow to enter the Tao. It won’t be long before more people will begin to doubt.

After thinking for a while, she asked softly, "From what Mr. Mo said, do you have a way?"

"Hahaha, we are poor and have nothing. We can't compete with you righteous sects at all. How can we have any connections?"

While speaking, Mo Xuan was observing the other person's reaction. He couldn't see the expression under the cloak, but he could still rely on body movements.

"With your financial resources and connections, you would definitely not be interested in ordinary spiritual roots. Since you haven't been able to buy a suitable one, have you ever thought of asking the Immortal Sect?"

When the name of Wenxian Sect came out, if Lin Xiao had not dealt with many old foxes before, he would have been disturbed by this intentional or unintentional temptation.

Even Uncle Kun didn't know that asking the Immortal Sect might involve her biggest secret, but now it was casually revealed by a powerful person from the Evil Sect...

As expected, the world is a big world. There are many fools, many top smart people, and even more old foxes.

"Senior, you are joking. I have certainly thought about this. Although the Lin family is one of the top ten families, it is still far behind the major sects. It is better to know one's own limitations."

"That's right. The Wenxian Sect claims to be the leader of the righteous path. They usually hide themselves from the world and are unattainable. Even for someone like you, they probably won't give them face."

Mo Xuan particularly agreed with this view, with a strong sense of sarcasm in his tone.

He didn't really doubt that Lin Xiao was deliberately hiding from the Xianzong. He simply didn't understand why a little girl with wealth, power and means couldn't get spiritual roots.

"Let's not talk about that. There will be a private auction in Yuzhou soon. I heard that there is a good spiritual root there, at least of the best grade. As for whether it is heavenly grade or even immortal grade, there is nothing to lose if you go and take a look."

"Thank you for telling me, senior. Well, in addition to the Qingsha Pills, I will also give you a hundred bottles of top-grade Qi Condensing Pills as a token of my appreciation."

After the digression, the focus immediately returned to the transaction.

Young Master Lin's move was extraordinary. Even though Mo Xuan's cultivation was enough to rank at the top of the pyramid in this world, he couldn't help but be dazed.

The Evil Sect can naturally make pills, but the effects are never as good as those from the Pill Sect, and it is even more difficult for them to make pills of medium quality or above.

He took a deep look at the figure hidden under the cloak, and finally understood why many old guys liked to have dinner with the little girl in front of them.

atmosphere!

"Girl, this is what you wanted. This is my exclusive communication talisman. If you are free in the future, you can come to the Blood Demon Sect and have a visit."

A stack of black-covered books and a piece of ink-colored talisman paper placed on the gray-black table have a strange harmony.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao did not hesitate to take a small Qiankun bag from Uncle Kun and gently placed it on the table.

The buyer and seller each took out their chips and bowed to each other at the same time. One took the books and talisman paper and passed them behind him, while the other grabbed the bag and stuffed it into his arms.

"Thank you."

"polite."

The deal was done, the old man and the young finally made eye contact, and all their words turned into smiles.

Afterwards, Mo Xuan personally sent Lin Xiao out of the Miasma Valley and stared at the flying boat taking off into the sky for a long time.

He didn't return to the empty valley until the other party disappeared into the sky. He glanced at the tea set on the table and chuckled, "Xiaoxue, what do you think of the little girl?"

“It’s worthy of the name.”

After a slightly hoarse and hollow sound, a burly man wearing a half-mask on his head appeared out of nowhere.

He walked a few steps to the table, helped the almost collapsed master uncle to sit down, thought for a moment and added: "She never had the intention to open the book from beginning to end."

"Ha, you still underestimated that girl."

Mo Xuan poured a cup of tea in a good mood and sipped it slowly.

Feeling the gazes falling on him getting colder, he spoke before the younger generation could explode: "In fact, regardless of whether there is any news about spiritual roots or not, girl Lin will give us a hundred bottles of Qi Gathering Pills."

The burly man was stunned by his uncle's words. Recalling the details of the transaction between the two parties, he nodded involuntarily.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and looked at the old man's clothes with a bit of envy.

It's not just the elixir and the Qiankun bag that holds the elixir. This cloak is not expensive and has a simple function, but it is a powerful weapon for killing and robbing.

I looked down on that girl and let the old man get a great advantage for nothing.

"Old man, what does she need those unofficial travelogues for? Even if they are ancient secrets, they are not worth so many pills."

"I don't know about that. Anyway, they are just some dusty stuff. Selling them for money is the most practical way."

Mo Xuan also couldn't figure it out, but didn't want to think too much about it.

The essence of a transaction is that both parties get what they need.

Even if there are any opportunities in those books, it is the little girl's own luck.

The hundred-year deadline is approaching, and the appearance of a young master from an aristocratic family who would rather trade with an evil sect than visit a righteous sect is even more worthy of attention.

"Uncle Master, do you want to sell the clothes you are wearing?"

After hesitating for a long time, the man spoke again, and his usually empty tone seemed to have some fluctuations.

“Uh-huh, cough cough…hahahaha, Xiaoxue, who told you to look down on me before? You regret it now, you deserve it!”

Mo Xuan, who had been waiting for this moment, burst out laughing. His movements were so big that the wound burst and black blood kept flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

But he ignored her and kept clapping his hands and laughing wildly, thinking that it was worth dying to be able to see this scene today.

Seeing the old man seeking death, a cold light flashed in the man's eyes, and his body turned into a blood mist and disappeared on the spot, leaving only a sinister sound floating around.

"Hmph, when you die, the clothes will still be mine."