Peerless Insect Deity

Ye Lin's second soul is Jianmu, and he is extremely sensitive to the aura of Jianmu. From the moment he entered the free trading area, he has firmly locked the three pieces of Jianmu, and then made a decisive move. In order to avoid attracting attention, He also purchased a large number of Taoist artifact fragments as cover.

In the spirit world, on average, only two Void Stage experts own one top-grade Taoist weapon, which shows how precious and rare the top-grade Taoist tools are. However, Ye Lin obtained the main materials for three top-quality Taoist tools in such a simple way.

Nangong Lingyue's pretty face flushed with excitement, and her resentment towards Ye Lin's crazy spending was suddenly thrown out of the sky.

Ye Lin opened his mouth, stuffed two pieces of building wood directly into his mouth, and then swallowed them directly into his belly with a gurgle.

Although Nangong Lingyue was a little surprised, she didn't ask any more questions. She just thought it was Ye Lin's unique method of storing valuables.

Ye Lin didn't say much. He took out a jade futon and sat cross-legged on the futon, then changed the techniques of his hands continuously. Nangong Lingyue only felt that there was a majestic vitality faintly exuding from Ye Lin's body, which seemed to be somewhat similar to Jianmu's aura.

"It seems that he has really practiced the high-grade wood-attribute skills of the heavenly level. Now he has to refine the wood fragments bit by bit... What a pity. Two top-grade Taoist tools are just used as training materials. This guy is really Not distressed at all.”

Seeing that Ye Lin did not go to bed to rest, Nangong Lingyue meditated on the bed and entered a state of trance.

Although a man and a woman were alone in the same room, nothing happened.

A few days later, Ye Lin and Nangong Lingyue left the inn. Following Nangong Lingyue's guidance, Ye Lin and the two entered a shop called Sihailou.

This Sihailou looks extremely old, but it is a shop that sells second-hand Taoist utensils. The owner is an old man with white hair and beard, lying in front of the shop leisurely basking in the sun with a travel novel.

Seeing Ye Lin and Nangong Lingyue coming, the old man just glanced at them without getting up, and asked indifferently: "You two guests can come into the store and take a look at it. All the treasures in the store have prices. If you want to buy anything, just bring it over and pay." That’s it.”

Ye Lin and Nangong Lingyue bowed respectfully to the old man.

"Understood."

With that said, Ye Lin followed Nangong Lingyue into the Sihailou shop. There were no clerks in the shop. Ye Lin even saw a thin layer of dust on many containers and treasures.

On the way, Nangong Lingyue had already told Ye Lin about this old man.

This person is also an exile, with the Taoist name White-faced Layman. He broke through the middle stage of returning to the virtual world 30,000 years ago, and is one of the most prestigious exiles in the entire Zehai tribe.

It is said that 20,000 years ago, the white-faced layman was attacked by a reaper in the middle stage of returning to the void and two reapers in the early stage of returning to the void. As a result, the reaper in the middle stage of returning to the void was seriously injured and escaped, and the two reapers in the early stage of returning to the void were brutally beheaded. Killing, the strength can be described as extremely terrifying.

From then on, all the reapers in the middle stage of returning to the void would take a detour when they saw him. Needless to say, the reapers with low strength would be scared to death when they saw him.

It is precisely because of this that the white-faced layman can arrogantly open a shop in a big town like Zehai City. Ye Lin estimates that even the city lord of Zehai City would not dare to provoke the existence of such a king of hell.

The white-faced layman will convene the exiles to hold a trade fair every hundred years. It has been held continuously for more than 20,000 years without interruption. There have been no major problems during the trade fair, but this is not free.

Each exile needs to pay three thousand yuan to participate in the trade fair, and the number of exiles who come to participate in the trade fair each time ranges from more than one hundred to five or six hundred. The benefits are terrifying just thinking about them. .

Under the leadership of Nangong Lingyue, the two came to the third underground floor of Sihai Building. After walking out of the stairs, the surrounding area became extremely wide.

This is an extremely spacious basement. There are more than a hundred straw futons neatly placed in the basement. When Ye Lin walked in, dozens of monks in different costumes were already sitting on the futons in twos and threes. The arrival attracted everyone's attention.

Among them, a middle-aged man with naked upper body lit up his eyes when he saw Nangong Lingyue, but after seeing Ye Lin, his expression became a little gloomy.

The basement was unusually silent, and Nangong Lingyue's face didn't seem very good, so she took Ye Lin to two straw futons in a corner.

Before Ye Lin could ask, the middle-aged man had already arrived next to Nangong Lingyue with a smile on his face.

"Fellow Taoist Nangong, long time no see, I even miss you."

Nangong Lingyue just cupped her fists and saluted politely.

"I wonder what your Excellency is doing?"

The strong man laughed.

"Now that I have broken through the stage of returning to the void, but fellow Taoist Nangong has not yet broken through, why don't fellow daoists consider my previous proposal and become dual cultivation partners with me. In this way, I will protect myself from my fellow daoist. Taoist friends will definitely be able to break through the Void Return Stage easily.”

Nangong Lingyue only responded coldly.

"There is no need to mention this matter again."

After saying that, he closed his eyes slightly and stopped talking to the strong man. The strong man glanced at Ye Lin again, frowned slightly, but said no more, smiled, and returned to his original straw futon.

Nangong Lingyue then transmitted the message.

"This man is nicknamed the Demon Lord of the Demon Bear. His true form is a Vajra Bear with the ancient bloodline activated. I don't know what kind of bad luck he got. He was stuck in the Great Perfection of Divine Transformation for 20,000 years and suddenly broke through. His strength in the past was It’s better that I don’t dare to go too far. Now that my strength has increased, I have the wrong idea. It’s really disgusting!”

"More than 5,000 years ago, I cooperated with the Violent Bear Demon King and three other exiles to explore a relic. During the period, I encountered a puppet guardian in the Return to Void Stage. I had no choice but to use the secret method, which backfired. The breath of my Haoyue Body was exposed a little, and it was very likely that he sensed it."

"After this trade fair, we need to be more careful to avoid being followed by this disgusting guy."

Ye Lin nodded without saying anything.

The Haoyue Body has been practicing for a long time by absorbing and spitting out the moonlight, and the moonlight is yin, so Nangong Lingyue has stored a vast amount of Yuanyin Qi in her body, and the speed of recovering Yuanyin Qi is very fast. In the world of cultivating immortals, it is an excellent furnace for walking. All the opposite sex cultivators who sense the Haoyue Body are tempted.

The reason why Ye Lin did not salivate was that he had a broad vision. In the past, all the Taoist companions swallowed the dragon blood golden pill to achieve the half-dragon body, and the Yuanyin Qi provided by practicing the "Dragon Yuan Xuan Gong" was not necessarily less than that of the Haoyue Body.

Secondly, now that the life and death of the Taoist companions are uncertain, he does not have too much thoughts to be tempted by other women.

Third, knowing that Nangong Lingyue was a poor woman who had helped him a lot, Ye Lin thought he still had some conscience and would not do anything ungrateful.

As time passed, more and more monks came to participate in the trade fair, and the basement became a little crowded.

After waiting for more than five hours, the number of people in the basement had reached more than two hundred.

With a loud bang.

The passage was closed.

A white figure flashed and appeared in front of the first straw mat in the basement. It was a white-haired monk wearing a pale and strange mask with no pattern on the mask. The terrifying pressure spread.

Everyone stood up and saluted respectfully.

"Meet Senior Baimian."

The white-haired monk's hand flashed with a flash of light, and a silver bowl slowly flew out.

"Welcome all Taoist friends to our store. As usual, pay first."