When Immortal Venerable was called off in public

Emperor Wangyuan lost his temper after playing two games of chess to Su Wenqing, regretted 38 games, and lost completely.

But Liu Wangyuan didn't feel it himself, and asked Su Wenqing with a smile, "Have I improved a lot?"

Su Wenqing: "...Yes."

"Okay, let's continue to work hard tomorrow." Liu Zhuyuan was even happier, he is not good at this, but it is a great joy in life to be praised by a Taoist companion during his rapid progress!

Su Wenqing pressed his forehead calmly, thinking that he had to do something tomorrow so that Emperor Zun would stop playing chess.

They stayed in the carriage for two full days, and they had already reached the boundary next door. Although the two realms were connected, it was obvious that the aura here was more abundant.

After the entertainment, Emperor Wang Yuan started to get down to business. He picked out a bunch of medicinal materials from the ring, threw them into the cauldron and began to refine them.

The man leaned against the wall of the car, fiddled with the fingertips propped on the table once in a while, and there was a crisp "peeling" sound from the furnace. He took off the purple robe and covered it with the pillow on his lap. , Close your eyes and meditate on Su Wenqing.

Emperor Wang Yuan seems to do things casually, but in fact, every step has its purpose and deep meaning. He does not come out when the two worlds are fighting, because he does not want to break a certain potential balance. At the beginning, I felt their aura, and then everyone agreed not to intervene and let the situation develop, but now I came out, one is to see the Fengshui people next door, and the other is that there is a lot of spiritual energy here, which will help Su Wenqing break through the Dzogchen in the late Nascent Soul .

Su Wenqing didn't need to sleep before, and of course he didn't have much time. Now, as long as Emperor Zun is around, he can feel drowsy if he coaxes him twice. Rough and noisy hawking.

"Where are you?" The man just woke up, his voice was hoarse and waxy.

Liu Juyuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, and he stretched out a hand from the root of Su Wenqing's hair, "Ghost City."

"Huh?" Su Wenqing suddenly woke up.

For hundreds of years, the ghost world in their continent has withered, and there are only a few powerful people who can get their hands on it, and the ghost market no longer exists. Under normal circumstances, evil spirits are raging, and places where rare treasures gather are needed. The ghost market can only be opened when the moon is full and cloudy.

A blood moon is especially frightening when viewed from here in the sky.

As soon as Liu Juyuan stretched out his hand, two ghost masks appeared, which he and Su Wenqing put on respectively.

The ghost market does not show people their true colors. One is that ghosts are evil, and it is not good to face the truth. The other is that once something good is photographed, it will save the real body from being exposed and being hunted down to seize the treasure.

Looking around, the two ends of the long street are crowded with stalls, spreading all the way to the bridge, and then turning a corner, like a will-o'-the-wisp extending to the sky, full of yin and very lively.

Most ghost cultivators are not good-looking, and strange looks are also common. A boy with four eyes is showing his newly-made human skin drum to the guests. It looks like a rotten and swollen corpse. I just looked at the original ones, but the bottom two seemed to be stuffed in, and the pupils turned stiff, making it difficult to use.

Su Wenqing was inexplicably resistant to the human skin drum, took one look and then looked away.

He is now able to control the original aura emanating from his innate spiritual roots, just because he has a good-looking figure and a great bearing, otherwise the group of evil spirits would go crazy after smelling him.

Liu Wangyuan grabbed Su Wenqing's hand, hiding his true cultivation, and in the eyes of others, he was between Jindan and Yuanying who were not likely to be bullied.

Most of the things these little ghosts sell are found from dead people and cemeteries. Some look dazzling, but are actually useless, while some are covered in dirt and thrown in inconspicuous corners, but they are actually good things.

Emperor Wang Yuan has always loved to collect these things, so after thousands of years, he has accumulated a bunch of treasures.

Su Wenqing stared dumbfounded at Emperor Zun bargaining with those brats, his tone was familiar, and the price was halved fiercely.

"Eight pieces of low-grade spirit stones?" Liu Wangyuan looked like a philistine, and he didn't disobey at all, "You want eight pieces of spirit stones for such a broken stone? Are you awake?" When Su Wenqing left, the red-haired ghost who guarded the booth saw that Liu Wangyuan had made up his mind to go, so he stopped tense immediately, "Five yuan?! Can five yuan be okay?!"

"Three yuan." Liu Juyuan said indifferently.

"Four dollars!"

"Three yuan." Liu Wangyuan said lazily, "Anyway, there are many other stalls with this kind of stone, do you want to give it or not?"

"Give it up!" The red-haired ghost put on a face of "I'm not good at losing money, you are good at making money", wrapped up the stone and handed it to Liu Wangyuan.

Su Wenqing: "..."

Regal is truly omnipotent.

Liu Wangyuan took it, and whispered: "Madam, give me the money."

Su Wenqing woke up suddenly, and his ears were numb from being called "Ma'am", so he took out three low-grade spirit stones and handed them to Li Gui.

After walking a little farther, Liu Juyuan sneered: "This is a real sky-replenishing stone, and you can get three low-grade spirit stones in exchange. If you become a ghost, you will be a fool, there is no way out."

Su Wenqing: "..." So it seems that you have deceived people so badly, so there is no need to ridicule, right?

Liu Zhuyuan took the shoulders of the accommodation and asked Qingqing, instead of going to the market on the right, he took the small road on the left, made three turns and two turns, and a tall building came into view, with bright lanterns hanging on the eaves, looking at it as a whole Like a Baocui building, there are four words engraved on the plaque in the middle: the highest price wins.

simple and clear.

The entrance is guarded by two scary-looking hanged ghosts. The way to enter the "highest price wins the building" is very simple. Enough entrance fee is given. Usually, five middle-grade spirit stones are used as a starting point. The ghost cultivator will arrange the location according to the price given. , cannot be refuted.One high-grade spirit stone is worth 100 yuan of medium-grade stones, and Liu Wangyuan sold two top-grade stones. The hanged ghost took it tremblingly, and his attitude instantly became respectful. One of them led them to the private seat on the third floor.

There was still melon and fruit tea on the coffee table, but Liu Wangyuan disliked the things here, with a lingering incense ash smell, so he took some out from his storage space, washed the cup first, poured it clean, and then Pour Su Wenqing a glass of warm water.

After getting along for a while, Su Wenqing got used to him taking care of himself like this, and the slight awkwardness dissipated, replaced by a faint joy.

"Di Zun, do you have something to shoot here?" Su Wenqing had no time to ask.

"Take a look." Liu Wangyuan twirled another piece of pastry and fed it to Su Wenqing's lips, "In case it will help your cultivation in the future, we will have it."

Su Wenqing chewed carefully: "Di Zun chooses what he likes, and I don't use it."

"We are all Taoist couples now, why are you being polite?" Liu Wangyuan laughed, "I don't need anything, anyway, what my father-in-law has is yours."

It's just that Wang Wangshou is not here, otherwise he will vomit three liters and use fucking redundancies? !

After a while of commotion, "the one with the highest price" closed the door, indicating that the guests were full and there were no empty seats. Some came here to open their eyes, and some, like Emperor Wang Yuan, wanted to see if they could bump into something good.

A hunchbacked old man walked onto the stage tremblingly with a cane. His voice was old and he coughed like thick phlegm stuck in his throat. He spoke intermittently, which was very uncomfortable. In short, after three rounds of nonsense, we finally got to the topic. What is the first collection? "The moon bead around the East China Sea", Su Wenqing stared at it for a moment, then stepped back, and immediately pressed his back against his chest, not knowing when Emperor Zun came up to him.

"Ordinary beads, just added a little fluorescent powder, can you still deceive people here?" Su Wenqing said softly, leaning comfortably in Liu Wangyuan's arms.

"This would be considered a lie in the human world, but not in the ghost world." Liu Wangyuan explained, "The ghost world is full of tricks and tricks, so I have to identify it by myself."

Su Wenqing nodded as if he was being taught. He joined the Tianlan Sect since he was a child. No matter what he touched, everything he encountered was orthodox. Indeed, he had never seen such things.

The bead was finally sold for 130 medium-grade spirit stones, and some things were brought up one after another, but none of them were what Liu Wangyuan wanted. He stroked Su Wenqing's hair, and suddenly felt that this trip was a waste. It's better to go to Wushan with Wenqing.

Well, he wanted it.

Liu Huangyuan cleared his throat, leaned close to Su Wenqing's ear and was about to say something, when he saw the long-tongued ghost brought up a stone covered with black rock, from which faint light shone, Emperor Wangyuan squinted his eyes, suddenly Here comes the spirit.

He is proficient in refining weapons, but he seldom refines them. The reason is that the materials he obtained are not pure enough. No matter how stunning the world is, in the eyes of Emperor Wang Yuan, the products are not satisfactory. "Dream Stone" is crystal clear and flawless, it is a good material!

There were quite a few people present to know the goods, and the price was 300 yuan for middle-grade spirit stones at the first bid.

"100 yuan high-grade spirit stone." The deep and lazy voice rang out, and everyone couldn't help looking at the private seat on the third floor with the curtain drawn.

The one on the opposite side was the first to bid. I didn't expect Liu Zhuanyuan to shout so loudly, but he was stunned for two seconds and then followed up his bid: "150 high-grade spirit stones!"

There is a lot of discussion around, what is the concept of 150 high-grade spirit stones?It is enough for a small sect to spend for a year, so it seems that both parties are born in big sects.

The opposite is, but Emperor Wang Yuan is not, he has always been very wild.

"200 yuan top grade." Liu Wangyuan raised the price calmly.

"300 yuan!" The other party is bound to win.

"That seems to be someone from Bimeng Pavilion?!" Someone on the first floor exclaimed.

"real or fake?"

"It seems to be the young master of Bimeng Pavilion!"

Bimeng Pavilion?Su Wenqing frowned slightly, it was indeed a big sect, almost as famous as the Linfeng Sect, and the Linfeng Sect had just accepted the Tianlan Sect, its strength can be imagined.

"Hahaha, don't ask the price anymore? Did you get scared when you heard the name of Bimeng Pavilion?!" Someone clamored gloatingly, obviously they couldn't compete with Bimeng Pavilion, but they just wanted to show their loyalty and give birth to a What a sense of honor.

The two disciples standing on the outermost edge immediately raised their chins, and looked towards Liu Wangyuan provocatively.

Emperor Wang Yuan didn't care about them, he was looking at Su with a smile and asked Qing: "What are you doing?"

Su Wenqing searched for a moment in his vows, and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not too modest when he was a fairy, and he still had a bit of family background.

Liu Huangyuan would be wrong, thinking that Su Wenqing thought the price was too high, thinking about it, even though "Meng Dianshi" is rare, but it is not necessary, and now he is also a family man, so he has to save money. Take it easy.

Emperor Wang Yuan was about to stop, when Su Wenqing looked outside and said loudly, "500 yuan high-grade spirit stone!"

Since Emperor Zun likes it, he will get everything he says.

Liu Juyuan: "???"

My God, Emperor Wang Yuan was blushing and heart beating at the imposing manner of spending a lot of money by Xianjun, and he thought that he would have to work hard to support his family from now on!