My life of martial arts training

Shen Yuan stood up and opened the door.

Standing outside was Cheng Guoyuan.

"What's the matter?" Shen Yuan said calmly.

"This is what the young master asked me to pass on to you." Cheng Guoyuan took out a token with black patterns carved on it.

"What's the use?" Shen Yuan took it, and there was a line of small words carved on it.

"The 16th of the 15th month, Ghost Forest Mountain."

"This is a ghost market, maybe you can find what you want here." Cheng Guoyuan explained.

"Oh." Shen Yuan narrowed his eyes and smiled; "Thank you, young master, for me."

Due to the control of the Red Evil Palace, it is difficult to enter the Corpse Soul Mountain Range at this stage, but if he doesn't let him in, can he not enter?

Many warriors make a living by relying on the Corpse Soul Mountain Range. If they are not allowed to enter now, wouldn't it be digging their roots?

In addition, the warriors of the Corpse Demon Sect also need materials from the outside world, so such a ghost market was formed.

Since Luo Zizhen showed goodwill to him, Shen Yuan did not refuse. He really needed a 'local', otherwise he would have to spend time and energy to understand many things.

"Then I will go back first." Cheng Guoyuan bowed.

"Yes." Shen Yuan nodded and closed the door casually.

"Sixteen, there are still three days."

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In the next three days, he began to collect some information about the Corpse Soul Mountain Range, although his combat power was comparable to the Condensation Realm.

But the Corpse Soul Mountain Range still had to be extremely careful, because some of the poisons in it could not even be prevented by the Fusion Realm.

Three days passed in a hurry.

Shen Yuan went all the way to the Ghost Forest Mountain marked on the token.

The Ghost Forest Mountain was remote, three or four hundred miles away from the Corpse Control Pass. Shen Yuan was not in a hurry to travel. When he arrived at the Ghost Forest Mountain, it was already night.

The moon was dim in the sky, and the whole Ghost Forest Mountain was filled with gusts of cold wind. Although it was Shen Yuan's first time to visit the Ghost Market, he still had some knowledge of this kind of black area, most of which were located in desolate and remote locations.

He glanced at the sky, and without hesitation, stepped into the Ghost Forest Mountain.

At this moment, Shen Yuan dressed up, wearing a red ghost mask and a green robe.

There were sparse trees in the Ghost Forest Mountain. Shen Yuan wandered around for a while, and then felt a line of sight peeping at him.

Shen Yuan did not hesitate, he lowered his voice and took out the token: "I am here to participate in the Ghost Market transaction."

"This way."

Soon after, an old voice sounded in the woods, accompanied by a sound of distant footsteps, and Shen Yuan hurriedly followed.

Following the guide in the darkness in the distance, Shen Yuan soon came to the depths of the Ghost Forest Mountain, and saw bright lights in the distance, and a village hidden in the mountains appeared in sight.

At the entrance of the village, there were burly men wearing masks and weapons on their waists guarding. After showing the token, Shen Yuan successfully entered the ghost market.

In the ghost market, there were sparse pedestrians wandering on the streets, most of them covered with black veils or wearing masks. In front of many small stalls, pedestrians and stall owners were communicating, all of them lowered their voices, and they were vigilant and paid attention to the surrounding situation from time to time.

Shen Yuan walked around the street and saw many things that were considered contraband by the Corpse Control Pass.

"The toxin extracted from the poison sac of the corpse blood frog is applied to weapons. The wounds of the cut people will be difficult to heal and bleed to death. The price is one thousand and two silver per can."

Shen Yuan stood in front of a stall, on which were placed many bottles and jars, all of which exuded a pungent smell. Many people were bargaining with the stall owner.

He glanced at it, no longer paid attention, and turned to go somewhere else.

"Buy a large number of warrior corpses, and trade them for silver and gold, or barter." A black-robed man with a gloomy atmosphere was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

It was not surprising for everyone to pass by him.

In this ghost market, it was too normal to see people from the Corpse Demon Sect. Not to mention the Corpse Demon Sect, sometimes people from the Red Evil Palace would come to trade.

"To form a team to go to the Corpse Soul Mountain Range, the cultivation requirements are at least the Tempering Body Realm, or a warrior with special abilities."

A wooden sign stood there alone, and two warriors in the Blood Refining Realm were waiting next to it.

"Where are we going to the Corpse Soul Mountain Range?" Shen Yuan stepped forward and said in a low voice.

"Please follow me." The warrior on the left slowly spoke and walked towards the alley behind him.

Shen Yuan did not hesitate and followed him directly.

When they arrived at a small courtyard, the man stepped forward and knocked.

The courtyard door was opened.

"Please."

Shen Yuan entered the courtyard alone.

There were already two men and two women in the courtyard, four people in it, all of whom were in the Tempering Body Realm. Among them, the burly man had the highest cultivation, in the late Tempering Body Realm, two were in the middle stage, and one was in the early stage.

His mid-stage cultivation was not very conspicuous. During the time he was on the road, he had been polishing his Qi Sea, and from time to time he cut off a small piece of lung and put it into the Red Sun Furnace. Now he has broken through the mid-stage.

And now his polishing speed is getting faster and faster. At most two months, he can break through the late stage. It can be said that he has made rapid progress!

Seeing Shen Yuan coming in, a burly man said straight to the point; "I wonder what you are looking for in the Corpse Soul Mountain Range? Several of us have already stated our goals. If your goals conflict with ours, I'm afraid you will have to find a new team."

Obviously, the burly man has a lot of experience in team building and acts very cautiously, trying to minimize conflicts.

"Human Xiao." Shen Yuan took off his mask and said without thinking.

"That's fine, but the mandrill is located deep inside and is very dangerous." The burly man nodded and said, "Okay, everyone is here, let's introduce ourselves."

"I'm Niu Xuan."

The other man was an old Taoist priest with white face and beard, wearing a black and white Taoist robe. He bowed his head and said, "Old Taoist Peng Longzi."

"Han Feiyu." Shen Yuan said.

At this time, only the two women did not introduce themselves.

They deliberately distanced themselves from the others. The two stood very close to each other. It was obvious that they knew each other well.

Both women are slim and beautiful, but the one on the left has a cold expression, as if she is far away from anyone. However, the other woman's eyes are very strange, not black pupils, but cyan.

The woman on the right has a smile in her eyes, giving people a friendly feeling; "Little girl Yao Anlian."

She pointed to the indifferent woman again: "This is my sister, Yao Anqing."

"At three o'clock the day after tomorrow, gather at the east gate. The necessary materials must be prepared." Niu Xuan said solemnly.

The others nodded and left immediately.

"Brother Niu, does he know the location of the mandrill? Han is willing to buy this information." Shen Yuan stayed and asked with his hands raised.

"I did find traces left by mandrills, but I don't know if they are still there." Niu Xuan said.