"I tell you, your Tiangongfang is so idle. It is obvious that the last three days at the end of the month are the busiest time in Nantianmen, but you just hold a trade fair in the middle of the month. This Nantianmen secret market takes turns to be the dealer, and several other It’s all at the end of the month. I’m afraid there won’t be many people coming, so your Tiangongfang is doing something special…”
As soon as Yang Junshan stabilized his figure after passing through the space passage, the voice of a monk with a loud voice came to his ears.
Perhaps because of Yang Junshan's sudden appearance, the voice stopped abruptly, followed by two piercing eyes that stared at him. One of them belonged to the monk with the loud voice just now, and the other was A monk whose whole body was wrapped in black clothes was almost exactly the same as the monk in black clothes that Yang Junshan had seen in Tiangongfang.
Yang Junshan's heart was beating wildly. At the moment when the two eyes were fixed on him, Yang Junshan's spiritual consciousness keenly captured the momentum of the two peirans, which were like the eruption of earthly fire. The two monks in front of him were astonishingly... Two Taoist ancestors.
Perhaps they suddenly realized that the person who disturbed the conversation between the two was just a minor cultivator from the Tai Gang Realm. The two Taoists immediately shifted their gazes, obviously not paying much attention to him.
The monk in black seemed to be very familiar with the loud-voiced ancestor, and laughed and scolded: "Tiangongfang has always been like this, but you, an old guy, are here to chatter. Look, the rules for receiving guests here are originally one after another, because You said a few words here, but you neglected the next guest. "
The loud-voiced monk muttered something in his mouth, but turned around and glared at Yang Junshan, seeming to complain that Yang Junshan came at the wrong time. However, he did not stay here any longer and turned around to walk towards the passage behind the black-clothed monk. Go, seems to be familiar with everything here.
Yang Junshan felt that he had suffered a lot, but he did not dare to be negligent. He stepped forward respectfully and said, "I have met my senior. This is my first time coming to your place. I don't understand everything, so I would like to ask my senior for advice."
Perhaps because the black-clothed monk is an ancestor of Taoism, although he still looks like he is covered in black and cannot see the details, he is not like the previous one who kept strangers away. He just laughed and said: "Look Come out, if the regulars here wouldn’t be as nervous as you.”
After that, he pointed behind him and said, "Follow this passage and you will find your location. The dark market trade fair is about to begin."
Dark market, Yang Junshan's heart moved. He wonders what the relationship is between the dark market here and the dark markets in various counties and cities in the cultivation world, or are the two originally one and the same
Moreover, isn't Nantianmen an area where Tiangang realm and Taigang realm monks are active? How come there are Taoist ancestors appearing, and it seems that there are more than one Taoist ancestors here.
Yang Junshan walked along the passage suspiciously, only to find that something seemed to be moving under his feet. When he looked down, he realized that the passage under his feet was actually a magic weapon. As he walked, the belt-shaped magic weapon also moved on its own. Extending until he reached the end of the magic weapon, this ribbon-like magic weapon happened to bring him to a seat.
This is a circular building with a low center and raised steps around it. Rows of seats rise with the steps, ensuring that every monk who enters can clearly see the central circular platform.
When Yang Junshan came to his position, he noticed a few eyes around him. Yang Junshan was calm and composed, and his appearance had been adjusted.
He is not afraid of people seeing the truth. Of course, this only refers to the monks around him who are also in the real world. If a Taoist ancestor is really eyeing him, Yang Junshan cannot guarantee that his true identity will not be exposed. Who knows what magical powers and secrets those Taoist ancestors have in their hands.
The moment Yang Junshan sat down in his seat, the spiritual consciousness thrown around him had already left one after another. Yang Junshan raised his eyes and looked at the surroundings. Most of the monks around him did not show their true colors, but there were exceptions. Just like him at that time The loud-voiced Taoist ancestor he met when he first entered here did not hide anything, but when he looked over, he did not find any Taoist monks. It would be great if these Taoist ancestors could participate in this trade fair. It is already very rare, and Tiangongfang would not allow those Taoist ancestors to live together with these real-person monks.
Except for the Taoist ancestors who don’t know where they are, those who have not concealed their identities are naturally people with prominent origins and backgrounds, such as Xu Tiancheng, an acquaintance not too far away from Yang Junshan’s location. Xu Tiancheng, the true disciple of Lingyi Sect, obviously didn't bother to disguise his identity, and no monk who wanted to participate in this dark market trade fair was willing to trouble him.
At this time, Xu Tiancheng was chatting happily with a Taigang monk next to him who also did not hide his identity. However, judging from the clothes of this monk, he did not look like a fellow disciple of Xu Tiancheng. Even Sangzhou The monks don't look alike.
Although these two real people didn't bother to hide their identities, they didn't go to the extent of talking and laughing. They seemed to be having a lively conversation, but in fact they used soundproofing. Others couldn't hear what they were saying, even if they understood. People who read lips can't read anything from the shape of their mouths.
However, Yang Junshan suddenly became adventurous at this time. He wanted to eavesdrop on the conversation between Xu Tiancheng and the monk next to him.
Yang Junshan knew that this was really a crazy idea, not to mention whether he could do it. If he was discovered, he might immediately He will die without a burial place.
However, Yang Junshan is not completely unsure. His confidence lies in the Xuan Yantuo spiritual technique he has practiced and the progress he has made in the use of spiritual consciousness by studying the Cangxuan Ancestor Formation Manual during this period.
Speaking of which, the mysterious magical power of Xuan Yantuo Spiritual Technique was obtained by Yang Junshan from Lingyi Sect, and the foundation of Yang Junshan's formation path came from Yin Zhuoming and Luoxia Zhenren, and the cultivation of these two formation path was originally the same as that of Cang Xuan The ancestors are in the same line, and the Cangxuan ancestor can be said to be the master of the Zifeng sect's formations. Therefore, after Yang Junshan obtained the formations handbook of the Cangxuan ancestor, his cultivation and understanding of the formations were greatly improved. It can be said that it is a thousand miles.
You must know that Patriarch Cangxuan was known as the "Taoist of Duobao", but in fact he also had another title, that is, the "number one thief" in the cultivation world. It was just because this person had such a high level of cultivation and a prestigious reputation, and he came from a famous family. In addition, there was no evidence for the person who had stolen it, so although there was a big disturbance in the cultivation world at that time, the impact on him was not profound.
In order to perform the formation secret technique, formation cultivation is of course the key, but auxiliary means such as spiritual awareness and eye skills are also indispensable. This secret technique, which can be used to break through soundproofing restrictions and eavesdrop on other people's conversations, is very important to Cang Xuan. For the ancestor, it is naturally just a trail.
A wisp of soul consciousness fell from Yang Junshan's body like light smoke, and then