The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

Not long after visiting the black market, Lou Xinzhou followed Shao Yunfan to the tower in the black market. The tower was built in the middle of the black market. It was built very high. It was where the black market owner who was on guard stayed. There was a spiritual inscription carved on it. This black market can be easily seen.

There are many people in the black market, and they cannot leave the prison. The purpose of Shao Yunfan's trip is the black market owner of the prison, Zhang Youliang.

It can be said that in his previous life, Shao Yunfan spent a lot of thought on Lou Xinzhou's sword. After inheriting the weapon forging from Demon Lord Gou Qi, he spent ten years searching around for various spiritual swords, and forged eight more by himself, all of which were earth-level magic. Any one of them would be expensive, but none of them could suit Lou Xinzhou.

However, when the decent faction joined forces to purge the demons, he resisted with all his heart. He did not have time to collect many of the spiritual swords that his subordinates snooped out, and the one in Zhang Youliang's hand was one of them.

However, the thing in the hands of a little man is naturally not much better. The spirit sword in Zhang Youliang's hand is called Gu Feng. Although it is an earth-level spirit sword, it is unfortunately a defective product with many flaws, but it is barely usable and powerful. It should be equivalent to the mid-level Xuan level.

Zhang Youliang, who had cultivated the golden elixir just now, is also the weakest black market lord in this world. He has been oppressed by other black market lords for many years. He is now over 200 years old. His end is approaching, but he cannot find a way to break through.

"Senior brother, what do you want to trade with him?"

Lou Xinzhou raised her head and asked. Shao Yunfan told her about Gu Feng when she was shopping earlier. Now she was about to meet the black market advocate Youliang. Thinking about their current assets, she really couldn't think of anything to trade for a land. Magical weapon.

"This is not a place for buying and selling. Did you two go to the wrong place?"

Shao Yunfan was about to answer, but was interrupted by a slightly childish voice. The two of them looked up and saw an ordinary-looking boy about fifteen or sixteen years old sticking his head out of the tower.

"We are here to find the black marketeer."

"Master is still meditating at this time and doesn't see any guests."

After hearing this, the young man waved his hands repeatedly, signaling the two of them to leave.

Shao Yunfan raised his eyes and looked at the tower. His consciousness spread out and he did see the spiritual light surging on the top of the building. However, the recovery of spiritual power seemed to be coming to an end. He felt at ease. After realizing it, he looked at the young man again. Ichiban.

The young man was wearing a gray gown that had been washed white, with a patch on his waist that was not very obvious. The fabric was very thin and looked a little see-through.

"Your master is a black marketeer, but I see that you are not well-dressed."

When the fifteen-year-old boy heard those words, a moment of embarrassment flashed in his eyes. After a long time, he lowered his head and answered somewhat dullly.

"Other black market owners are very powerful. They share a lot of the black market revenue, and only the leftovers will be given to the master."

After Shao Yunfan heard what he said, he took out a bottle of elixir from the black and blue spirit stone without answering.

In an instant, the air seemed to be dyed with blue light. The jade bottle was white and light blue light appeared all over it. It was obvious at a glance that it was of extraordinary quality.

"Po Yuan Dan?!" Lou Xinzhou was slightly surprised, and stepped forward to pull Shao Yunfan's sleeve, "Brother, how can..."

Po Yuan Dan is an auxiliary elixir used by monks to break through the Yuan Ying. It can greatly increase the chance of breaking through the Yuan Ying. The bottle in Shao Yunfan's hand was given by Qi Yuan. There is only one pill in it. Although it is only a low-grade Xuan-level pill, it is the best pill cultivator in the world. Too little, it is an extremely rare thing, how can it be used to trade for defective products?

"It's almost useless to me." Shao Yunfan handed the bottle to the young man, "But I think your master will need it very much."

The young man's eyes were filled with astonishment, and he froze for a long time before running to the top of the tower in a panic, falling on the platform on the way.

The two of them didn't wait long below. Zhang Youliang came down quickly. His complexion didn't look very good, there were deep wrinkles between his eyebrows, and his hair was pale, as if it had been covered with a layer of snow.

"Wait a minute, you two. There are many people here. Come up with me."

Several people came to the room at the top of the tower and set up a barrier before starting to discuss the deal.

Shao Yunfan explained what he wanted, and the other party was slightly stunned. It seemed that what the other party wanted was just Gu Feng, a defective spiritual sword, and then he agreed without hesitation, because Gu Feng could only count for him. The above is a useless collection that cannot be used or sold. He is willing to use it as a trading item in exchange for Yuan Dan.

Zhang Youliang waved his hand, and a black light flashed in the air. The next moment, a dark spiritual sword appeared in front of everyone.

The moment she saw the spirit sword, Lou Xinzhou seemed to hear the sound of bloody wind penetrating her ears, the screams piercing her heart, resentment and regret, like silent pain, and for a moment she seemed unable to breathe.

Shao Yunfan soon discovered something was wrong with her, and stretched out his hand to support her, with some surprise in his eyes.

"Brother, I seem to resonate with it."

Resonating with the spirit sword is an excellent sign for the sword cultivator. This shows that the spirit sword and the sword cultivator have a high degree of compatibility and a good fit. It is very promising to inject blood into it.

Shao Yunfan nodded lightly, took the spirit sword, raised his hand and put it into the spirit stone space. It is still outside, and the resonance will make people fall into the memory of the spirit sword. Maybe it was before it became a sword, maybe it was. When the sword is being forged, it is of course possible that it will be after the sword is completed, but this will cause the person to lose consciousness briefly.

"Let's go back first."

Hearing Shao Yunfan's words, Lou Xinzhou nodded vaguely. The aura of life and death was too deep, and she was still unable to recover, so she was led down the tower by Shao Yunfan.

The sound of people in the black market was like a sea. After walking for a long time, Lou Xinzhou only thought that the shouts of dealers, the bargaining voices, and the banging of drums were ringing in the sky and could not enter his mind. However, at this moment, he heard another old voice. The voice of an old woman.

"This kind of burn scar should not be difficult for a cultivator. I can't understand why the little girl left it on her face."

Lou Xinzhou came back to her senses. She touched the well-worn blindfold and looked over with some surprise. Shao Yunfan also stopped with her.

It was a fortune-telling stall. The decoration looked exotic, with bright colors, a mixture of red and green, supplemented by some bright yellow and lavender. The old woman was dressed boldly, and her waist was completely exposed, but her skin was very loose. , wrinkled like tree bark, and a thin black shawl draped over the shoulders, which looked extremely weird.

There was a dark blue crystal ball placed in front of her. It was misty, as if it were separated by a veil, which made people feel a little itchy.

"Little girl, are you interested in divination?" The old woman saw Lou Xinzhou staring at the crystal ball, so she said at the right time, "Ha, I think you are very destined, so I can give you a fortune telling for free."

"How did you know the burns on my face were burns?"

Lou Xinzhou was not interested in divination, but he was very concerned about what the old woman said at the beginning.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Divination, of course, everything can be divined. I rely on this to make a living." The old woman kept laughing after hearing this, and the wrinkles on her face were piled together, making her look a bit scary. "It seems that the little girl is interested in her face." I’m very concerned about this scar.”

A monk's cultivation can be regarded as abandoning the mortal body. In his previous life, Lou Xinzhou didn't pay attention to the scar on his face, but after his rebirth, he started to care about it again.

"Do you know how to get there?"

"The black market has everything. I don't just have divination as a profession. Little girl, would you like to see this medicine that I have?"

Lou Xinzhou looked at Shao Yunfan. The leader's face was still expressionless, but with him by his side, she felt more at ease, so she took the small box that the goddess took out from under the table, opened it and took a look.

As soon as the black box was opened, the rich fragrance of elixir overflowed, and Lou Xinzhou was stunned.

"Huanyan Dan?"

"What do you two think? You can take away one hundred thousand spirit stones."

Lou Xinzhou handed the elixir to Shao Yunfan. It's not just saying that there are very few alchemy cultivators in the world. There are six sects in the world, including main formations, swords, knives, bows, shields and beast control. However, there is no alchemy sect. The main cultivation is alchemy. The sects are also small sects, and there are almost no larger ones. Therefore, elixirs are very rare, and better ones are even more rare.

"Middle-grade Xuanjie, the quality is also good." Shao Yunfan said without hesitation, he took out a storage bag from the space and gave it to the goddess, "There is exactly one hundred thousand in it."

Lou Xinzhou was still hesitating, but felt a little distressed when the leader directly gave him the money.

"Senior brother, I actually don't really need this."

"It's not necessary. When did you get that blindfold?"

"..."

"Hey, young master, I made a big mistake. I will do a fortune-telling for you two for free."

The goddess took the money and immediately smiled. She fiddled with the dark blue crystal ball back and forth. I don't know what she did. The gray mist in the crystal ball gradually dispersed and showed other colors.

"Bai, Hong, uh... uh huh."

The goddess looked closely at the ink-colored crystal ball and muttered to herself for a long time. Finally, she didn't know what she saw inside, and she suddenly shouted.

"Interesting, so interesting! I have never seen good and evil appear at the same time."

"Extremely good? Extremely evil?"

"The young master is a person who is watched by God, and his destiny is always the same for all living beings in the world. However, the little girl's fate is not good. Her nature is too greedy, and it is difficult to maintain everything."

Lou Xinzhou frowned, slightly unhappy. She didn't like the divination theory, so she turned around to pull Shao Yunfan away, but when she turned around, she found that the leader's face had darkened.

Oh wow.

The next second, the blue-black crystal ball cracked from the middle and instantly shattered into slag.

"Oh!"

The goddess cried out in distress when she saw the crystal cracked. Shao Yunfan said nothing, but placed another bag of spiritual stones on the table covered with dark red tablecloth, turned around and pulled Lou Xinzhou away.

"The goddess is talking nonsense, don't pay attention."