"Give me a compartment and serve some good dishes."
The middle-aged man in the gray shirt seemed to inadvertently lift the shirt that was blocking his waist, and a small gray jade plate flashed and disappeared, and there were two small silver characters "Donghao" on it.
"It turns out to be a distinguished guest, and I am greeted by a long distance, please come with me." The guy's eyesight is also amazing, and the gray jade card has been exposed for a short time, and it seems to have been seen by him.
The guy smiled without leaving a trace at the middle-aged man in the gray shirt, then turned and walked towards the back court.
The middle-aged man in the gray shirt didn't speak much, with his hands on his back, and followed with a blank face.
The two came to the courtyard behind the restaurant, turned a corner, and stopped in front of a guest room.
"Guest, that's the front room." The man bowed his hand to the middle-aged man in gray shirt, and turned away without stopping.
When the middle-aged man in gray shirt saw the buddy walking far away, he withdrew his gaze, let out his spiritual sense to survey the surroundings, and then looked at the guest room in front of him.
This person is Liu Ming.
At this moment, two full years have passed since the encounter with Qingling in Mo Jinglin.
In the past two years, he has been cultivating while inquiring about Youwang's Sorrow, but he has always gained little.
However, just over two months ago, by chance, he learned of the existence of a very mysterious force in the Nine Nether World—Donghao.
It is said that "Donghao" acts extremely secretively, with power spreading all over the major areas of the Nine Nether Worlds, engaging in all dark transactions, buying and selling all kinds of weird items, exchanging information and intelligence, and even providing assassination services.
In a word, as long as it can afford to pay a high price, this force has nothing that it cannot do, and can't get news that it cannot hear.
No one knows how powerful Dong Hao's power is, but it is rumored that most of the city owners of the Nine Nether Lands have contact with him. Even a few You Kings are no exception, and they have never interfered in their own jurisdiction. different activities.
After Liu Ming learned of the existence of this force, he was naturally very happy, but in order to contact this force and participate in the hole meeting held by it, he must get a token.
Liu Ming glanced at the gray jade medallion on his waist, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. In order to obtain this thing, he had spent a lot of money, and he still feels a bit painful to this day.
He shook his head, condensed his mind, stepped forward and knocked twice on the door of the room.
"Come in." A slightly old voice came from the room.
After a dull sound, the wooden door opened, and Liu Ming stepped into the room.
What appeared in front of him was a very simple room with only a mahogany wooden table. Behind the table sat a kind-looking old man in a blue shirt, but there was no trace of blood on his face, which looked a little weird.
On one side of the room, there is also a large carved screen with a faint light on it, which seems to have some kind of restriction.
Liu Ming's divine consciousness swept across the old man in Qingshan, his aura was deep and introverted, and it was indeed the cultivation of the late real pill.
"Your Excellency participated in this Donghao Conference?" The old man in Qingshan asked indifferently.
"Not bad." Liu Ming took the jade medal off his waist blankly and handed it to the other party.
The old man stretched out a thin arm and took the jade card, his eyes swept across the jade card, and a faint white light radiated from his eyes, then he nodded and handed the jade card back to Liu Ming.
"No problem, please come in, fellow Daoist." The old man looked up at Liu Ming again, took out a palm-sized token, shook slightly, and a white light shot out and fell on the screen in the room.
The aura of light on the surface of the screen revealed a short circular channel, and at the other end was a twinkling teleportation circle.
"The inside is the venue leading to this Donghao Conference." Seeing Liu Ming, the old man in Qingpao seemed to hesitate and said lightly.
After Liu Ming groaned for a moment, he took out a grimace mask and put it on his face. This was a ghost weapon he found in the storage artifact of the green-faced old man. It had the function of isolating the spiritual sense, and it was just ready to be used now.
After putting on the mask, he flickered straight through the passage and stood on the teleportation circle inside.
After the teleportation burst of light swayed for a while, its figure suddenly disappeared.
Liu Ming only felt a flower in front of him, and after the brilliance dissipated, he appeared in a cave nearly a hundred meters in size.
"Welcome your Excellency to the Youshui Area Donghao Conference." A cold female voice came.
A masked Youzu woman in a black and white robe was standing beside the teleportation formation.
Liu Ming nodded, then cast his eyes around.
There are dozens of ladder-shaped platforms in the cave far and near, and on each platform there is a teleportation circle, which is shining slightly.
A nameplate was erected next to each magic circle, with the name of each city marked on it, and a masked Youzu wearing a black and white robe stood beside each.
"Lengyue City"
"Kutten City"
"Cold Water City"
…
Liu Ming glanced roughly, but found that the cities he knew were all listed.
Liu Ming walked off the platform with an indifferent expression and walked along a passage in front of him.
Before long, his eyes lit up, and a huge underground square caught his eyes.
This underground plaza is round in shape and has a size of tens of acres, which is very open. The top is inlaid with a large number of stones emitting soft white light, which illuminates the entire underground space transparently and brightly.
In the square at this moment, there are sparsely standing five or six hundred You Clan, which looks quite lively.
Except for those Donghao members who wore black and white robes, most of them were like Liu Ming, wearing masks or cloaks with concealing effects on their faces. one slice.
Liu Ming's mental consciousness swept roughly, and his heart was slightly stunned. The aura exuded by those present, the cultivation base above the real pill realm occupies half of it.
At the other end of the square, there are several loft-style buildings of different sizes. You clan enters and exits from time to time. A rectangular plaque is hung at the entrance of each loft.
Judging from the names written on the plaque, they should provide services such as news trading, treasure exchange, or assassination.
Liu Ming was not surprised by the scene in front of him. In addition to the usual services, Donghao Organization would hold such a regional event every once in a while, but the location was different each time.
Liu Ming's arrival did not attract the attention of other You Clan in the slightest, and he was naturally so happy that he paced forward at the moment.
As a result, when he walked to the center of the square, he found that many You Clan also set up some simple stalls, and people came and looked at them from time to time.
Seeing this, he moved in his heart.
Time is still sufficient, it is better to see if these monks can find something useful in their hands.
Speaking of which, this hole-in-the-hole conference is an excellent place to sell stolen goods. Some exercises that are not daring to trade outside, or some rare materials, as long as they get here, no one will go to find the source of the treasure, and some are just equivalent transactions that you want and I want.
Therefore, some famous magic weapons of fallen power outside, and even some of the treasures and spiritual materials stolen from the home of the city owner may appear here.
Liu Ming walked in the open hall, looking around randomly.
When he walked past a stall, his eyes suddenly lit up.
The stall owner was a big man with a baby-faced mask. A simple wooden table in front of him was piled with a dazzling array of objects, but what attracted Liu Ming’s eyes was a blood-red globular jade lying in the corner. .
Liu Ming looked at what was in front of him and was about to speak, but the big man with baby-faced mask in front of him made a squeeze and released a white noise barrier to cover the two of them.
"You have fancy this warm sun gem? It is rare now. It is most suitable for refining defensive underworld. Even if it is worn on the body, it can also protect against damage caused by the prohibition of the cold attribute formation. , Mingshi 50,000, no price." The big man with a baby-faced mask said quickly.
"Nuanyang Baoyu?"
Liu Ming narrowed his eyes when he heard the words.
The person in front of him didn't say nonsense that this object was an extremely rare type of spirit jade in the Nine Nether World, and it was worth this price. If it were placed in the Zhongtian Continent, the value might be even higher.
According to some of his inquiries over the years, the Death of the You King is located between Youshui Region and Youqing Region, close to the outermost periphery of the two regions, and is covered by a very powerful tidal cold current.
This kind of tidal cold current is extremely domineering, it is a kind of existence that is close to natural disaster, and it is affected by the special terrain of Youwang's Sorrow, it is very difficult for the celestial image realm cultivator to break through the past.
If he could get this warm sun gem, he would be much more sure about it.
"I have a pair of magic weapon rudimentary swords, plus 10,000 dark stones, in exchange for this warm sun precious jade, you only make no loss, how about it?" Liu Ming said unhurriedly, a pinch of the magic trick, two whole purple. The long sword appeared in his hands.
This is exactly the sword repairer who died under Xu Ling's hand.
"Hey, more than enough, more than enough." The big man wearing a baby-faced mask swept his eyes from the double swords in Liu Ming's hands, his eyes lit up, as if he was afraid that Liu Ming would regret it, he hurriedly handed over the treasure in his hand.
Liu Ming didn't say much. With a single finger, Baoyu flew into his hand instantly, and a stream of heat quickly spread to his body along the palm of his palm, making his whole body burn.
Sure enough, Nuanyang Baoyu is not fake, it seems that this trip will never come in vain.
Liu Ming secretly rejoiced, threw the two swords in his hand and a bag of Mingshi in the past, and didn't stay too much, he put the treasure away as soon as he moved.
Although these two swords are not bad, he already has the phantom soul sword and the Kulun sword that are no less than these two swords. Naturally, he might as well take them out in exchange for other much-needed treasures.
After strolling for a while, Liu Ming didn't find anything suitable for him. He immediately looked at the attics in the distance, and after a little thought, he strode towards the smallest building.
On the plaque on the gate of the two-story building, three large characters "Xiaogu Pavilion" were written impressively.