Prosperous Beauty System

The stalls on both sides of the street were filled with potions of pills and magical instruments of various shapes, and talismans and spiritual herbs were also placed in the stalls. The monks were standing in front of the stalls and bargaining with the boss, looking at them. It feels like a mortal market.

Standing in front of a booth selling pills, Chu Li looked at the pile of medicine bottles neatly arranged in front of him in embarrassment, and looked back at Su He who had walked a few steps away with some hesitation.

Suhe kept walking, with a cold expression on his face, and slightly moved his fingertips to throw out a sound transmission formula, "What are you doing standing there?"

Seeing his uneasy expression, Chu Li hurriedly followed him, "Has Master Uncle been to a ghost market before?"

It has been 12 years since he joined Jiyuan Palace, and he has never seen Su and this uncle in the past 12 years, and he didn't even mention the master. Li Shan tried his luck, he didn't even know that there was Suhe in the world of comprehension.

While Chu Li was curious, he wondered why the disciple of Jiyuan Palace became the master of Mount Li?

Obviously, Chu Li knew exactly where Lishan was, and it was precisely because of his understanding that he felt puzzled.

The four major sects in the world of comprehension, Kunlun, Jiyuan Palace, Penglai, and Yunshan Xianmen.Among them, Kunlun Danxiu is the most outstanding, Jiyuan Palace is famous for its sword cultivation, and Penglai is for Fulu formation. Only Yunshan Xianmen's cultivation is the most complicated, and they can learn everything.

The four major sects suppress each other, and no one is allowed to disrupt the balance, so how can a mythical and legendary place like Lishan exist, and how can it become a monk's exclusive thing?

What Chu Li was curious about was, how did Suhe rely on his own strength to overwhelm all the monks to get that mountain?Does Zongmen not care?

Of course, it was impossible for him to ask Suhe these words, so he had to ask another question instead.

Su He lowered his eyelashes, a flash of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, "I have been here before, and that was more than 100 years ago."

"No wonder I think Uncle Shi is very familiar with this place." Chu Li said with a complicated expression, "When Uncle Shi came here... did the ghost market have two entrances?"

Suhe was startled when he heard the words, and shook his head lightly, "No, the Ghost City has always only had the entrance of the Water Curtain Barrier."

Before Chu Li could speak again, he said calmly, "Nowadays, the spiritual energy in the cultivation world is thin, and the ghost city has been unable to maintain the space barrier in recent years. I just found a place with a weak barrier to come in."

Yuanying's great ability to tear apart the space would cost him [-] yuan, but Suhe only needed to stretch out his finger and tap lightly. Chu Li couldn't help but darken his eyes when he saw his breezy and indifferent appearance.

"Just now I saw you standing in front of the booth for a long time, but what kind of medicine do you want?" Seeing that he was silent, Suhe asked softly.

Chu Li was taken aback when he heard the words, and shook his head subconsciously, "Thank you uncle for your concern, my nephew doesn't have any pills I want."

Suhe glanced at him indifferently, apparently not believing his words, "Really? Then why did you come to this ghost market?"

The ghost market is a once-in-a-ten-year trading place in the cultivation world. The things that can be bought and sold here are nothing more than common but not easily available pills and spirit herbs.

Although Kunlun alchemy is outstanding, but now the field of comprehension has lost its foundation. It is not like before. If you want to refine high-grade elixir, you need to have a golden elixir or above.Not to mention the spirit grass, without a large supply of spirit stones, it is undoubtedly a joke to want to plant spirit grass.

However, there are only two Danxiu in the Jindan stage of Jiyuan Palace, and the remaining three Danxiu are just disciples who have just practiced Qi, and they are far from being able to achieve anything in the journey of alchemy.Therefore, although the disciples of Jiyuan Palace have pills to receive every month, the quantity is pitifully small. On this earth with thin spiritual energy, they gnaw on pills every day without knowing whether they can be consolidated, so there are pills that are common but It's easy to say that you can't do it.

The ghost market is crowded with people, and you can often find rare things here. This street sells medicinal herbs and spiritual herbs, and you can get these things with a few middle-grade spirit stones.

Chu Li really wanted to buy some elixir to go back. He had already used the elixir given by the Zongmen during his last trip to Lishan Mountain. This time, he will have a Zongmen Grand Competition when he goes back, and he cannot rely entirely on the master. , he himself has to be prepared.

"I want to see if there is any Pei He Pill in the ghost market." Chu Li was disturbed by Su He's gaze.

Peihe Pill is a elixir used by monks in the Gongzhu period to improve their cultivation in a short period of time. Its medicinal properties are extremely overbearing. It is often used in Zongmen Grand Competitions. It can raise the cultivation level of monks in the Gongzhu period to the early stage of Jindan within a stick of incense. realm.

Su He paused, looked at Chu Li sharply, "Pei He Dan?"

"Nonsense!" His face darkened, and he scolded, "Pei Hedan is not something you should use! Don't bring this up again!"

Once the Peihe Pill is used, the short-term state will be improved a lot, but once the medicinal properties pass, the state will drop lightly.

Su He's expression was extremely ugly, he never expected that Chu Li, as the disciple of the head of Ji Yuan Palace, would fall to the point where he had to rely on Pei He Dan to raise his realm to prepare for the Zongmen Grand Competition.

How dare Chu Li tell Suhe that he planned to train Hedan to guard against Ning Chenxiang from Kunlun, and how could Chu Li let her go when Ning Chenxiang attacked Lin Jia?After comforting Lin Jia, he took the Qingyun Sword to Ning Chenxiang's residence, and the two had a fight. If Ning Shang hadn't made a move in the end, Chu Li would have smashed Ning Chenxiang into the ground with Chu Li's anger at that time.

In fact, Chu Li also had doubts at the bottom. Chu Xiang had a close relationship with people in Kunlun before, and he avoided his spells several times. I'm afraid he thought that Chu Xiang was from Kunlun.

Chu Li thought, even if Chu Xiang is not a monk, he still has something to do with the cultivation world, otherwise Ning Chenxiang would not have taken a fancy to Chu Xiang.

Chu Li didn't know that Chu Xiang knew Lin Jia was poisoned, but if he knew, but had no plan to save Jia Jia, then Chu Xiang was so ruthless that Jia Jia was his childhood sweetheart!

Suhe didn't know what Chu Li was thinking, and after scolding Chu Li, he walked into a shop.

There are nine folds of clouds and brocades on the screen of the Huixuan, the bamboo curtains of the windows are rolled up, the purple sandalwood incense burner is placed next to the low table, two plates of snacks are placed on the jade table, and a pot of Wuyuling tea.

The aroma of tea lingers in the room, which is heart-wrenching.

Suhe transformed his own appearance, dressed in a cloud garment with long sleeves, and sat quietly beside the bench, lightly holding the cloud fan with his slender fingers, his black hair against the white garment, giving him a thrilling beauty.

Chu Li was dressed in modern clothes and sat on the other side of the short table. He glanced at Su He uncomfortably. Seeing his indifferent face with his eyes closed, he knew that the uncle was probably still angry about what happened just now.

"Uncle Master."

Chu Li called him in a low voice uneasy, "Yunxiu made a mistake, please ask uncle Mo to get angry."

Suhe ignored him, and Chu Li mourned again, "Master, take care of Yunxiu, and Yunxiu can swear to Shishu that he will never move that Peihe Pill again in this life. If he violates the oath, teach me to regress." !"

After a while, Suhe sighed softly, opened his glass-like eyes, and looked at Chu Li, "Are you swearing this poisonous oath to me to piss off your master? So what if you go backwards? If you work hard for a few years, you can still walk on the golden elixir road?"

Chu Li's face froze, and he smiled wryly, "Uncle Master, Yun Xiu really knew he was wrong."

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and after a few knocks, a respectful male voice came, "Guest, what you asked for has arrived."

With a flick of Suhe's fingertips, several strands of icy green shattered light flashed across the room. Just as Chu Li was about to speak, the door opened automatically, like a wind blowing.

Outside the door, a waiter dressed in modern clothes walked in with a tray in both hands, came to the short table without looking sideways, placed the tray in his hand on the jade table, and then retreated respectfully.

Chu Li glanced at the waiter, but he didn't expect that the waiters in this auction house were dressed in the same clothes as those in the real world.

Suhe took a look at him, but didn't want to talk to him, put the Yunluo fan aside, stretched out his fingers and tapped lightly, and opened the taboo on the tray.

"What magic weapon is this?"

Chu Li couldn't help being surprised when he saw a small sword carved with a hollow phoenix on the plate.

Su He put the little sword in his hand, the furrows between his brows flashed, and he saw the little sword scrambling a few times, the body of the sword glowed with golden light, turning into bits of broken light and dissipating.

"Where's the sword?!" Chu Li was shocked.

Su He glanced at him again, sighed, stretched out his finger to the void, a few golden runes instantly enlarged, and a few strands of starlight gradually formed the phantom of the small sword, and the phantom grew bigger and bigger, gradually forming a handle full of icy aura Lingering long sword.

"This is the phantom sword."

When Chu Li heard Suhe speak, he stared at the sword named Phantom, and said in a low voice, "This sword is really beautiful, but unfortunately I already have Qingyun."

Suhe shook his head, waved his sleeves and took off the phantom sword, and put it on the low table, "This sword is suitable for you. Although Qingyun is good, it can't bring out your true strength."

After all, turn around and leave.

When walking down the stairs, several men in Taoist robes passed by Suhe. The leader had a handsome face, long sleeves in a cloud robe as white as snow, black hair in high tufts, a black magic crown on his head, and an ice-coloured line between his brows. Stigmata.

The people behind them are also good-looking, with indifferent faces, and their eyes are cold and indifferent.

Ice-colored streaks?

Su He's eyes darkened, and he walked downstairs quickly, but at this moment someone grabbed his wrist, and his steps stopped.

"Yun Jinxiu?"

The voice of the person who stuck up behind him was low and indifferent, Su He's heart sank, and he heard a cold smile.

"Suhe."