My life of martial arts training

"Sir, please move slowly."

Shen Yuan looked pretty good and walked out of the bank.

He walked straight towards the Nuo noodle shop, planning to buy the mask.

The middle-aged man also knew some of the rules of White Walker Street. All items here must be purchased with ingots, otherwise the items will secretly absorb the user's lifespan until the lifespan is enough to equal the value of the items.

Among them, silver ingots can be exchanged for spiritual objects, but gold ingots can only be exchanged for lifespan, and there are certain restrictions.

But there are currently only a handful of items in White Walker Street that need to be exchanged for gold ingots.

Shen Yuan is not afraid that the old thing refuses to sell. As long as he agrees to sell it and negotiates a price, the store owner must sell it. This is the rule.

He looked at the gloomy Nuo noodle shop with a sneer on his lips, stepped forward and kicked him out.

Bang!

"Old man, business is here." Shen Yuan roared, causing the entire store to tremble slightly.

"Boy, you're looking for death." The shop owner stood up from his chair.

"What did you say?" Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, exuding a strong killing intent.

"Old man, I just raised my voice a little louder, but you dare to scold me? Don't you know that guests are not to be insulted?"

He laughed ferociously, and his invisible spirit turned into a cold poisonous snake and pounced on the shop owner.

The store owner's face changed, and he was frightened physically and mentally. He didn't expect that Shen Yuan would actually dare to take action, and he was still extremely vicious at the soul level. His reaction was also extremely fast, and he instantly gathered his defenses, and layers of mental shields were intertwined in front of him. .

The poisonous snake formed by Shen Yuan's spirit contained the power of Yin and was born with extreme coldness, which instantly defeated the store owner's mental defense.

Bang!

Obviously the two of them did not fight, but a ripple broke out in the void, and as soon as the violent aura appeared, Shen Yuan raised his hand to suppress it.

There is a reason for attacking the shop owner, but if it affects the ghost face in the shop, both he and the shop owner will be responsible. He doesn't want to be punished with this old guy.

"puff!"

The shop owner's blood spurted out, and his spirit trembled. A sharp pain like childbirth almost made him faint. His consciousness was briefly dark, as if it was in pieces. His control over his body was greatly reduced, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

In more than two years, Shen Yuan had already made up for his mental shortcomings, and he had also learned the two spiritual arts of the Three Yin Soul-Suppressing Art.

Although the level of the secret technique is not high, based on Shen Yuan's strong and surging mental power, it also explodes with considerable power. At least it is quite useful for this old thing.

"How dare you bully me!" The store owner's dark yellow pupils were bloodshot, with madness in his eyes. He stared at Shen Yuan closely, but he did not dare to say anything rude again.

"Old man, don't you bark like crazy here, are you going to fight me to the death in the ghost market?" Shen Yuan sneered, with disdain on his face.

"You!" The shop owner dared to be angry but dared not say anything. He took off the red-faced ghost mask and replaced it with a blue-faced smiling ghost mask. Waves of cool breath entered his mind, and his originally mushy spirit was gradually restored.

"Old guy, you have lived in vain for hundreds of years. You can only talk and talk, like a dog with a broken spine. It is so pitiful." Seeing that the other party did not fight back, Shen Yuan thought to himself that it was a pity. He took off the scarlet mad face and took it. He took out seven taels of gold, threw it on the counter, and said lightly: "Old man, this is a reward for you."

After that, he left without looking back.

"Shuzi, how dare you do this!" The shop owner roared in his heart, the hatred in his eyes reached its peak, and he slapped the counter hard.

Listening to the voice behind him, Shen Yuan sneered in his heart, looked at the other shops, thought about it, and decided to go shopping.

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A quarter of an hour later.

Shen Yuan walked out of the coffin shop and cursed secretly: "It's so damn expensive!"

Any coffin inside costs twelve taels, and a slightly better one costs more than twenty taels.

However, the coffins inside do have unique effects. The [Tai Sui Meat Coffin] that Qian Duoduo gave him before was actually seen here, but the price made him disappointed, which was a full thirty taels.

The paper figures in the paper shop were too weird and expensive, so he didn't dare to use them. The rice in the rice shop could alleviate the erosion of the White Walkers, but he couldn't use it either.

Leaving White Walker Street, he continued to wander around.

After wandering around for half an hour, he finally saw something he was interested in.

This is a miscellaneous alley. The things sold in it are weird and weird. They basically have everything, including items to fight the White Walkers, but the scale cannot be compared with the White Walker Street.

He came to a stall. The stall owner was an old man with gray hair and a thin body. He sat cross-legged in front of the stall. Even a mask couldn't hide the lifeless look on his body. Those who didn't know it thought he was a mummy that had been dead for many years. .

There weren't many things on the stall, only about a dozen items.

"What does the guest want?" the skinny old man asked.

"Is there any item that can help find the location of the White Walkers?" Shen Yuan asked.

"have."

The skinny old man nodded and pointed to something on the stall. It was a bloody puppy made of mud, blood, and gravel. It looked lively and quite cute.

"What is this?" Shen Yuan felt it and found that there was nothing strange about it.

"This is a mud dog. It can smell the location of White Walkers, but only for those at the ferocious level." The skinny old man explained.

"Stone dog?" Shen Yuan said with a strange expression.

"Yes, it's the mud dog."

"How much is a mud dog worth?"

"Mudstone Dog, two middle-grade elixirs." The skinny old man replied.

"Mud and stone dogs, so expensive?" Shen Yuan said.

The skinny old man's face darkened: "Do you want to buy the mudstone dog? If not, leave."

"Mudstone dog, can't it be cheaper?"

"Are you buying something or scolding me?" The skinny old man was furious.

"Hmph, you scolded me first. Why did you call it such a weird name? No wonder the business is not good. Wouldn't it be better to call it bloodstone dog?"

The skinny old man frowned and sighed silently: "Do you think I want to change the name of this craft passed down by our ancestors?"

"This thing has no second price."

"How to use it?" Shen Yuan asked

"Just inject a little true energy." The skinny old man explained.

"Well, give me one." Shen Yuan nodded. If it drips blood, the risk of this thing is a bit too high.

After the transaction was completed, the skinny old man's mood suddenly brightened up and asked, "Customer, do you want anything else?"

"This..." Shen Yuan glanced at the stall and found a pony made of mud, blood, and hay, and immediately said:

"Your thing, you can't call it a grass mud horse, right?"

"Why..." The skinny old man's mouth twitched and stopped talking.

"It's true." Shen Yuan was speechless. It was unlucky to have such an ancestor. He was scolded every time he bought something.

"What's the use of this thing?"

"It can take you out of the ghost domain, only for the fierce level."

"Forget it." Shen Yuan shook his head. He could split the fierce level ghost domain by himself, so he didn't need this thing at all.

He also asked about the other things in the stall, but they didn't have much use for him.