Disciples always want to tease me [Rebirth]

The white light covered the line of sight, and with a flash, the scene in front of the eyes changed, and the place where the eyes looked was empty. There were no houses, trees, ponds and flower beds, only endless stone paving.

Those who came in first selected their booths skillfully and covered them with a protective circle.In this black market, people often kill people to steal treasures. If you want to sell things here, you have to be prepared.

Goutian scanned the black market, and finally looked at First Feng, "Go do your own thing."

"Goodbye, senior." The first wind was also unwilling to go with Goutian, and after saying goodbye, he walked away in the opposite direction.

Qiao Yang casually leaned against Goutian, looked at him and whispered, "Master, what do we want to buy?"

Gou Tian was silent for a moment and said: "Let's go and have a look at the pills first." He looked around, walked forward, and came to a stall of pills that had just been set up.

A piece of rag was spread on the ground, and bottles and cans were piled up on the rag. Compared with the serious shop, this stall seemed to be fake medicine.

The stall owner was in the early stage of foundation establishment, with the appearance of an old man, a pair of eyes as small as mung beans, a messy beard hanging on his chin, and patches on his clothes. Seeing Goutian walking over, he said with a smile: "Senior Do you want to buy some pills?"

"Yi Rong Dan."

The stall owner lowered his head and rummaged through the stall, and took out a small blue bottle, "150 low-grade spirit stones for one Yirong Pill"

Gou Tian took the small bottle, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, "The quality of this elixir is very low, and the effect of disguise can only last for seven days."

The stall owner was not ashamed or angry when he heard the words, but smiled and said: "This elixir is not easy to buy outside, and seniors also know that the price on the black market has always been the same. If it is something that can be bought outside, why do you come to the black market to buy it? If senior wants Yes, I can count less, how about 130 low-grade spirit stones and one pill?"

Gou Tian took out 240 low-grade spirit stones, "Two."

The stall owner sighed, "Senior, don't tell others about the price."

"As it should be."

Qiao Yang was dumbfounded as he watched from the sidelines. Sure enough, there are profiteers in every market. Even people like Grandpa Shizu condescend to bargain for prices. He has to learn a little bit, and he may be able to use it in the future.

Gou Tian put Yi Rongdan away, and went to other places for a walk. The flame stone in the previous life could be easily bought by others, so it can be seen that there must be a disguise on its surface, which is difficult to distinguish at a glance, but I don't know what the flame stone is disguised as , There are so many street stalls in this black market, if you are looking for one place at a time, when will you find it?

While he was meditating, a wave of spiritual power hit Goutian from the side and hit Goutian's head directly. He dodged the attack in a flash, turned his head and saw that two people were fighting together not far away, and he was affected just now.

Such things are very common in the black market, and no one cares whether passers-by A, B, and C will be accidentally injured.

Gou Tian snorted softly, flicked his fingertips slightly, and a sword intent hit the two of them.

The two spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, both thought it was the other's trick, so the fight became more intense.

Gou Tian stood beside him motionless, as if he was watching the excitement, "Qiao Yang, look at the process of their fighting skills. Both of them are at the level of Qi training, you can learn from it."

Qiao Yang scratched his head, "Master, don't I want to be Danxiu in the future?"

"Won't alchemy be killed?" Gou Tian asked back, "If you don't have the ability to protect yourself, how can you have the life to refine alchemy?"

"Isn't there a master here?"

Hearing these words made Goutian feel very comfortable, and his tone was a bit gentle, "There are always times when I can't take care of it. Why don't you care about cultivating immortals at all, kid?"

"Child," Qiao Yang shuddered, and said with a bitter face, "Master, you should speak normally."

The tenderness on Goutian's face faded instantly, and he glanced at him coldly, "Don't talk nonsense. I will test your actual combat in two days."

"...Yes." He must have masochistic tendencies.

Qiao Yang watched the two fight, and he felt a little bit of enthusiasm in his heart. He didn't like immortality, and he didn't really feel much about cultivating immortals, especially facing the extremely boring meditation practice every day, but at this moment he saw the monk He suddenly felt that cultivating immortals might not be so boring, at least he would be really handsome when he learned how to play with a sword.

"Master!"

"Huh?" Gou Tian was taken aback by Qiao Yang's high-spirited appearance.

Qiao Yang said with burning eyes: "I want to be a sword repairer."

Goutian was not moved by his ambition, and said with a blank expression: "Your will is not firm, and you are swaying from side to side. You should think about what you want to do."

Qiao Yang's head hung down, and his blood cooled down instantly in 3 minutes.

Gou Tian looked at the top of his hair, and sighed in his heart, it seems that it is necessary to find a time to have a good talk with his young disciple, this child doesn't seem to yearn for cultivation and ascension, thinking of this, he looks a little confused, he Is it wrong to want to help Qiao Yang practice?

Qiao Yang raised his head and saw Goutian's tired face, and felt uncomfortable. Grandpa Shizu shouldn't show such an expression.He hesitated for a while and finally couldn't help but said: "Master, if you have any troubles, you can tell me about it. If you hold it in your heart, you will get something wrong. It's what you call demons. The demons are so terrible. When you go crazy, you can't help it." beat."

Goutian restrained his emotions, "Well, let's talk another day."

At this moment, Qiao Yang felt that he had changed from the confidant grandson of Kai Tutor Zu to a prisoner who was about to be interrogated.

While Gou Tian and Qiao Yang were talking, the fight over there had ended, and they both died together. Two passers-by were also implicated, and there was a lot of blood on the ground.

Qiao Yang covered his mouth and nose, and endured the sour water in his stomach, "Will someone collect the corpse here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the stone slab on the ground glowed with a faint blue light, flesh and blood sank under the slate together, and the ground became clean again, as if nothing had happened.

Gou Tian stared at the stone slab without blinking his eyes.

Qiao Yang put down his hands, and there was no bloody smell in the air, and there was a fleeting disgust in his eyes, "The way to dispose of corpses is really convenient. The person who came up with this trick probably kills people often."

Is it really necessary to go to great lengths to hold a black market just by collecting the spirit stones paid during the teleportation?There is no Holy Mother in the world of monks, Gou Tian did not believe that the owner of the teahouse would be so kind, but the owner of the teahouse did not do anything else.

For some reason, Goutian suddenly thought of the Moxiu he met in the hotel. He was a little curious about why a Moxiu in his heart-pounding period would come to this small town. If it matters, these corpses are not so much processed as collected, because the demon cultivator has a lot of exercises that can be practiced through blood sacrifices to corpses, so this black market is just a way for the demon cultivator to collect corpses.

"Master?"

Gou Tian came back to his senses, "Follow me closely." It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, it's better to find the flame stone and leave as soon as possible.

Qiao Yang noticed Dao Goutian's abnormality, and hurriedly walked close to Goutian.

Goutian felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't push him away.

The two walked around the black market for an hour, encountered several fights during the period, and finally stopped in a place with fewer people to rest for a while.

Qiao Yang hammered his sore thigh, looked at the stalls around, and suddenly saw a pebble on a stall not far away, the color was bright and beautiful, and he liked it very much for some reason.

Gou Tian glanced at Qiao Yang, and the little disciple didn't want anything along the way, "Go buy whatever you like, I have spirit stones here."

"The ancestor is mighty!" Qiao Yang stopped limping. He ran over and scooped the pebbles into his hands, and at the same time stretched out his hand, but that hand was half a beat behind. Yang moved quickly.

Qiao Yang turned his head to look, and said in surprise, "So it's my younger brother."

No. [-] Feng withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile, "Actually, my surname is No. [-], not No. [-]."

Qiao Yang touched the smooth surface of the cobblestone, and it felt so good that he couldn't put it down. "Do you want to buy it too?"

The first wind glanced at the cobblestone, and saw Goutian approaching from the corner of his eye, and said with a calm smile, "Just looking at the novelty, I won't compete with fellow Taoists."

Qiao Yang patted him on the shoulder and said with relief: "Little brother, you have a bright future like this, and I will be promising in the future. I will cover you."

Gou Tian scolded: "Don't be rude."

Qiao Yang withdrew his hand and looked down at the pebbles in his hand.

First Feng smiled and said, "It's okay, Fellow Daoist Qiao is very funny."

Gou Tian nodded slightly, turned to look at the stall owner, "How many spirit stones is this stone?"

The stall owner raised his eyelids to look at Goutian, then continued to tidy up the stall, "Fifty low-grade spirit stones."

Goutian spread out a palm, and Qiao Yang who was beside him hurriedly handed over the pebble.He lowered his head to inspect the cobblestone, a strange color flashed across his eyes, and said expressionlessly: "There is no spiritual energy fluctuation on this stone, and there are no other abnormalities, but it is just a good-looking piece, and the fifty low-grade spirit stone is a bit expensive." .”