My life of martial arts training

Okay, the more chaotic the better. If it's not chaotic, how can you fish in troubled waters? Shen Yuan was happy. He came here not to sell those magic weapons, but to prove his strength in the past two years.

But on the surface, he looked serious: "Don't worry, I still have this strength."

Ling Qing nodded. Two years ago, the other party was able to fight with the old demon Chi Lian. After two years, his strength must have improved greatly.

Two days later, the two put the Baiyao Linghe in a small town in the border state and walked to the midnight ghost market.

Although it was not as fast as riding a flying beast, it only took half a day for the two to see a bare black mountain from a distance.

The mountain was pitch black, as if it had been painted with thick ink and color, revealing a mysterious and gloomy atmosphere.

Its surface exposed hard black rocks, which had become strange in shape after years of weathering.

There was no grass growing around the mountaintop, and it was desolate. Occasionally, a few black crows circled on the mountaintop, making shrill cries, which added to the loneliness and weirdness here.

This is Black Mountain, the location of the ghost market.

The open space on the top of the mountain is extremely vast, and there is also a ruin. Among the ruins, the most eye-catching is a tall stone door.

This stone door has experienced wind and rain, but it still stands tall and heavy.

At this moment, there are already many people on the mountaintop, but most of them are wary of each other and have no communication with each other. Many people are shrouded in a black fog, and it is impossible to tell whether they are men or women, let alone detect their breath.

Shen Yuan and Ling Qing have also changed their appearance. The two glanced at the mountaintop, chose a remote location, and quietly waited for the ghost market to open.

"I feel a hint of ghost rhyme." Shen Yuan said in a voice transmission.

"Well, the ghost market is in the ghost domain, but this strange ghost is controlled by the people of the ghost market, and there will be no danger. It is considered the strength displayed by the ghost market." Ling Qing replied.

There is more than one ghost market at midnight, and there are many entrances. It is not limited to one state or one place. Although the scope does not radiate the whole world, it is enough to cover several states, so it attracts so many strong people.

However, most of the Qiguan strong people in the three states of Taoism, Buddhism, and Demon gather here, which is a ghost market unique to the three states.

"I don't know if Shi Wen'an and the others are here?" Shen Yuan said in his heart, leaving no trace, and looked at the people on the top of the mountain.

As time passed, more and more figures arrived. At this moment, there were at least five or six hundred people on the Black Absolute Peak.

Among them, there were many people with strong auras who drove away the people around the stone gate and occupied a good position.

As night fell, the cold moonlight sprinkled on the black mountain top, and the dark light and shadow intertwined, as if countless eyes were peeping at everyone in the dark.

At midnight, the stone door that was originally standing suddenly changed and slowly opened inward.

Then, a cold wind blew out from the gap of the stone door, with an indescribable weirdness.

The stone door opened, and inside was not the other side, but a dark fog that was rolling endlessly, like a beast that devoured people.

The crowd entered the stone door in an orderly manner without fighting or panicking.

Shen Yuan held the evil ghost token in his hand and entered the thick fog.

It was pitch black in his sight, but after just a moment, it returned to normal.

A strange world appeared before his eyes.

Countless blue ghost fires floated in the darkness, illuminating a winding path leading to an unknown area.

And among these ghost fires, some vague figures could be seen in the shadows, and under the reflection of the ghost fire, they were either hidden or visible, obviously the people who had entered the stone door before.

At the same time, the evil ghost token in his hand also changed. The token, which was originally neither gold nor wood, stone nor jade, melted into a ball of black liquid at this moment, until it turned into a ghost face with red face and fangs.

Shen Yuan put the ghost mask on his face, and his aura suddenly became vague. Even if he was in the body refining realm, it would be difficult to glimpse his true cultivation strength. At the same time, the mist around him greatly suppressed his mental power, and he could only glimpse a distance of 20 to 30 feet.

This change made him feel a chill in his heart.

The midnight ghost market was indeed extraordinary.

Ling Qing, who came in with him, had a gloomy evil bird ghost mask, and her wide black robe covered her slender figure tightly.

"Let's go." The two looked at each other and walked along the path.

Moving forward, soon, large areas of buildings appeared.

The long street compacted by loess was lined with ancient buildings.

White lanterns were hung on both sides of the long street. Under the pale white firelight, the long street was also brightly lit.

Many people in different costumes were selling their own items.

The midnight ghost market is divided into two stages. The first half of the day is for free sales, and the second half of the day is for the trade fair held by the ghost market organizer.

However, free sales require a 10% handling fee. This practice has not been refuted, but the stall owners are very supportive.

Only when it concerns their own interests will others pay attention.

"Go find what you need first." Shen Yuan said. As for his magic weapons, just find a store to sell them.

"Okay." Ling Qing nodded. This time she came to the ghost market, she not only needed to buy her own spiritual medicine, but also other people from the Medicine King Valley. The task was quite heavy.

The two walked along the loess street.

Shen Yuan was amazed by all kinds of weird and strange things. For example, a stall he just passed by had more than a dozen people around it, selling a pill called Blood Infant Pill. This pill needs to be refined with the blood of ninety-nine babies who have just left their mothers. The material alone is extremely crazy, not to mention the more complicated refining process.

However, its effect is also quite powerful. After taking this pill, it can stimulate all the potential of the warrior, so that it can increase the success rate of breaking through the Qi Condensation Realm. For those warriors who are limited by their qualifications and have not been able to make any progress, the Blood Infant Pill is more precious than those breakthrough pills.

As for the evil refining methods and materials, is it unacceptable?

What does it have to do with them? They didn't do it. Compared with a lifespan of 200 years, the nausea of ​​taking the pill is not a big deal.

This is only for the physical warriors. There are also evil products of those Qi warriors. Their refining methods are ten or a hundred times more cruel than the Blood Infant Pill, which still attracts a large number of warriors to watch.

Shen Yuan mainly came to take a look this time, and did not intend to take action.

"Brother Shen, the shop in front is opened by the ghost market. You can sell magic weapons here." Ling Qing said.

"Yes." Shen Yuan nodded.

The two walked towards the attic.

Outside the attic, there were two women in red clothes. They were plump, but their faces were extremely pale. They were painted with blush and always had a smile on their lips. However, this smile looked too strange and gave people a stiff feeling.

"Welcome to the ghost building."

"Paper man?"

Shen Yuan narrowed his eyes. It was the first time he saw such a realistic paper man. Except for the pale face, the rest of the place was very lifelike.

Entering the hall, there were no goods on display, but small rooms. From time to time, people went in and out.