The Transmigrator's Cultivation

Although he couldn't bear it in his heart, Xu Ziqing also understood that he couldn't act rashly at this time, if he accidentally startled the snake, it would be his fault - when the big thing happened, it was inevitable that he would have to forbear in the small details.

After a while, Xu Ziqing stopped looking at these scenes and turned to look at Yun Lie: "Brother, how about you and I going to the market here? Let's see how the devils trade."

Yun Lie agreed.

The two soon searched for Ling Qian again, and learned of this place in the middle of the city.

It turns out that these devils are not like the people in the fairy way who trade all kinds of things in broad daylight, but turn to the dark place, which is not surprising-even the monks of the fairy way, there are also underground markets ?It's just that most people in the devil way like to act sneakily.

Therefore, there are also several underground trading places here, called "dark workshops", also known as "magic workshops", which are places where many demon bosses exchange their obtained things in private.

However, to enter this kind of place, it is different from the Immortal Dao where you have to have letters, tokens and other passable things. Here you only need to put on a "shadow canopy" to restrain the breath around you, and then find the entrance by yourself, able to enter.

The location of the entrance was naturally informed by Ling Qian, and the two "shadow canopies" were also sent by Ling Qian.

Not long after, the two came to a dark alley, and covered themselves with a long black cloak—they were immediately covered from head to toe, and they could no longer see their original appearance, even with their divine sense. Inquiring, can only see a twisted mist.

Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie glanced at each other, but they couldn't see each other. However, as a couple of monks, they had another kind of connection, so they were not afraid of getting lost.

Then they swayed, and soon came to the entrance, leaned over and jumped.

This unannounced visit is the most secretive and largest place among the many unannounced visits nearby. After going down, you can feel a thin layer of demonic energy floating, which vaguely has the power to restrain the immortal skills.

Xu Ziqing's true energy in his body turned, and he was not afraid.

He could see that although there was demonic energy in this place, it was only the immortal monks below the Nascent Soul stage that could be restrained, and if he was above the Nascent Soul stage, there would be no hindrance here, not to mention that he was still at the Transformation God stage?Naturally, with just a little movement, the half discomfort is gone.

Yun Lie did the same thing, but he also gathered his sword intent even more. Otherwise, although this shadow cloak is good, it may not be able to stop his murderous intent—in terms of restraining energy, he is indeed not as good as that who has practiced "Wan Mu". Xu Ziqing, the teacher and disciple of many breath-holding exercises in "Planting Heart Dafa".

The two brothers and sisters were ready before they came to look around.

Here, there is no one to receive them, only shadows of one statue after another, scattered in every corner of the place, it seems that there are some stalls, and there are some faint lights and faint breaths, turbulent everywhere.

It's like entering a ghost land.

Xu Ziqing walked side by side with his senior brother, and walked forward along with some people who were also wearing shadow cloaks.

After a while, seeing those people stopped in front of a certain booth, they simply stayed in front of the nearest booth.

Then, the two lowered their heads to look at the things on the booth.

The booth is about three feet long and two feet wide. The things on it are fragmented, mainly bottles, jars, and various dark-colored boxes. There are also some phosphorescent lights coming out of some bottles, shining with bits and pieces. Youmang.In addition, there are some objects bound by cloth, and a few magic weapons that obviously exude magic energy, which should be magic weapons.

Everything looks very gloomy, with a lot of evil, evil, and evil qi emanating from above. For people in the immortal way, as long as they inhale a few more breaths, although they will not shake their mood, they may also feel suffocated.

Xu Ziqing looked at it silently and remained silent for a while.

The stall owner sat behind the booth and laughed hoarsely: "What do the two fellow daoists want?"

Xu Ziqing hesitated slightly.

He and his senior brother came here for an unannounced visit, so we can't easily reveal the clues?Therefore, I have to find an excuse, otherwise it will be inappropriate if people find out that it is wrong.

It's just that he doesn't know much about the evil way, but he has seen many tricks, and he doesn't know which one is right for a while.

It was Yun Lie who spoke suddenly, his voice was a bit lower than his original tone: "The thing that refines the flag."

The stall owner "Jie Jie" smiled: "Wan Gui Banner of Ghost Spirit Sect?"

Xu Ziqing was stunned at this moment, and quickly answered, his voice was also very gloomy: "Ten thousand ghosts are out of the question, but a hundred ghosts are possible. Do you have..."

The stall owner nodded: "Fortunately for you, I just got the ghost of a woman who died wronged in a hundred ways recently. If I refine it, a hundred people can be transformed into one person, and I can become a ghost girl, which is exactly the same as the ghost girl in the banner of a hundred ghosts." Use it." When he said that, he took out a black ball of air from his sleeve, inside was a lot of souls, and as soon as he took it out, there was a huge resentment, which was very obvious.

But the stall owner only took it out for a moment and put it away, and then said with a strange smile: "These women were all virgins born on a cloudy day before they were alive. I set the evil spirits to break their bodies and tortured them to death. The grievances are very pure and consumed my boss's energy Time, if I hadn't urgently needed resources now, I wouldn't have exchanged them... How about it, are you excited?"

Xu Ziqing felt disgusted when he heard this.

Those many ordinary women who used to live a decent life, who were able to marry and have children, and enjoy peace, were harmed by this devil, and they proudly publicized their experiences. It is really abominable!

However, since he knew at this time, he had to change them back anyway. He couldn't really let them be exchanged with other demons, and after they died, they would have to suffer a lot, right?

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Xu Ziqing asked flatly, "How do I get it?"

The stall owner said with a "hehe" smile: "This thing is not easy to come by, you give me a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and I will change it."

Xu Ziqing knows that magic weapons of the evil way are either refined by oneself, or directly tempered with magic skills to change the appearance of the magic weapons of the immortal way... People in the fairy way are collectively called "magic weapons", but they themselves are Or call it according to the level.

As for middle-grade spirit weapons, Xu Ziqing certainly has them. He had many adventures in his early years, and he collected many magic weapons. Even if he didn't use them himself, he planned to keep them for his disciples, or hand them over to the master sect. Now there are quite a few left. , before taking it out...

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Ziqing nodded: "Yes, there are, but the souls of a hundred mortal women are not worth it. I want to refine a hundred ghost banners. The more souls the better, if you can have some other kinds of souls, then give me some I have some, and I am willing to exchange it for you."

The stall owner was overjoyed, and immediately said anxiously: "Yes, yes, fellow daoist is a straightforward person, you see—"

As he spoke, he moved his hands continuously, and took out several air balls. Inside each of them, there were many mortal souls, young and old, full of resentment.But these were said by him as good and bad, not as neat and effective as the previous hundred souls, so he didn't show them to attract customers before.

Xu Ziqing hated this demon even more when he saw the miserable state of these mortals. Then he suppressed it and lingered with him for a few more times. Finally, he dug out all the souls of the mortals in his hands, and finally removed the poor-looking middle-aged man. Take out the spirit weapon and exchange it.

He also asked about the soul of the monk, but this time the stall owner pushed and pushed in every possible way, and refused to give another one, just saying "no".

Although Xu Ziqing felt that what the demon said might not be true, but he didn't want to pester him for a long time, so he had to leave for the time being.By this time, he had one hundred forty or fifty mortal souls in his hand, and he put them away carefully, and made arrangements after he left this place.

Just because he found so many mortal souls that could be rescued after only going to one booth, Xu Ziqing simply walked through each booth one by one, using the excuse of "refining banners" to get rid of the souls in the hands of these people. All in exchange.He walked through seven or eight stalls, and every one of them had this kind of soul!

The longer he watched, the more murderous Xu Ziqing's heart became.

From the mouths of many demons, we can know that these souls are also carefully selected. If the mortals die without enough resentment, if the mortal souls cannot bear the torture and collapse directly, if the mortal souls are accidentally damaged when they are extracted... It is all unintentional. There is no doubt about the number of mortals who were killed and tortured—far more than the number of souls!

This is just a small dark workshop with a few stalls. After a rough calculation, there are at least two to three thousand lives in their hands!

Xu Ziqing's mood hadn't fluctuated like this for a long time.

Over the years, he has seen quite a few demons, but no matter how many, when he finally sees all the demons, they will slaughter people like lambs, take soul extraction as normal, and even extract a complete soul When he was proud, he still couldn't turn a blind eye to it.

Later, Xu Ziqing saw a stall selling the hearts and livers of three-year-old children, the brains of young girls, and the ecstasy of mature men... Every time he looked at a place, he seemed to see countless mortals crying, and countless resentments and grievances!

After barely walking for a long time, except for the first time he exchanged middle-grade spirit weapons, most of them were bought with spirit stones. These monsters seem to be disciples of casual cultivators and small sects, so they are very short of resources. It is very easy to exchange for his soul.

But the soul of a monk is difficult to obtain.

However, Xu saw that the two of them were generous and urgently needed their souls to refine the Hundred Ghost Banners. Even if the demons did not spread the news wantonly, they would soon be known by the demon heads in other stalls and come to attract customers on their own .

The price of monk souls is quite different from that of mortals, and the number is very rare. There will never be hundreds of them. Some stall owners can have one or two on hand, which is not a lot.

Xu Ziqing suppressed his killing intent, and looked at them one by one. After all, he bought the top-grade spirit stones to exchange the monk's soul. In the Great World of Fallen, middle-grade spirit stones are hard to come by, let alone top-grade spirit stones.He is so generous, there is nothing that cannot be exchanged.

Later, the excitement in this area alarmed the people in another area.

Some demons inquired, "Why is it so noisy in your place?"

A demon here just exchanged a few middle-grade spirit stones, but he took advantage of it himself, but he refused to let more people take advantage, so he laughed strangely and left in a hurry without saying a word.

However, the people in that area finally discovered the clues.

Soon, Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie were invited to their booth.