White Star Market was crowded.
This place used to be an extremely vast and fertile planet in the wild fairyland, but when the fairyland was first opened, two disciples of Daluo Dao Ancestor fought hard to fight for the ownership of the nearby monk planet. The angular stars emitting white light smashed the huge planet into two halves.
After Zhonggui Daozu led many of his disciples to sweep across the wild fairyland and occupied this starry sky, the planet that was smashed in half was refined into a planet tens of billions of miles long and wide by several disciples of Zhonggui Daozu. Floating continent.
This place is rich in products, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely abundant, there are millions of fairy spirits lurking in it, and there are caves, heavens and blessed places everywhere.
In addition, this place is located at the intersection of several extremely dangerous areas in the Wild Immortal Realm. It is a good place for adventuring monks and immortals to rest and recuperate, so this floating continent has become an extremely lively and prosperous immortal market. Because this market was struck by a white star, it was called the White Star Market.
On the crowded road, the sky is full of immortals flying around in their escaping lights. However, the monks who have not achieved the status of immortal, from the minions in the body tempering realm to the great monks who have never left the realm, they all have to walk on the ground obediently.
There are all kinds of strange and weird buildings on both sides of the streets without any planning at all.
The exquisite bamboo and wood buildings that the vegetation fairies used to create the spiritual trees of heaven and earth were mixed with the majestic palaces built by the birds, beasts and monsters out of huge stones.
Next door to the clean and elegant Taoist palace and pavilions of the Taoist monks is the large temple and Zen forest built by the Buddhist monks with a large number of disciples.
The stronghold built here by the Blood Demon Clan for people to stay and exchange information was covered with blood, and a vast blood cloud hung in the sky. Opposite the stronghold where the blood demon clan's evil spirit is rising is the contact point where the Immortal Court is stationed here. The exquisite fairy mountain is suspended in mid-air, with faint fairy light, shrouded by auspicious clouds, and the fairy Mao'e flying back and forth. It is a beautiful scene of the fairy family.
On the street, the low-level demons and beasts that have not yet transformed and the powerful dragons and phoenix clans of noble blood are mixed together, and they are gesticulating with each other about how many pieces of heavenly stone or even how much a spiritual grass is worth. Golden Immortal Stone.
The little Buddhist nun with a shaved head looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, but suddenly a Buddhist light was released, beating a fairy-level demon behind her who reached out to touch her butt, and was shattered to pieces. The fairy soul let out a shrill howl and fled in embarrassment.
With a smile on his face, he was standing at the door of a grocery store soliciting business. He was holding a few yellow talismans in his hand and selling them loudly. Occasionally, the golden light in his eyes flashed, and the immortal power surged around him. He was a first-class golden immortal. Terror exists.
And a drunken five-clawed silver dragon was vomiting while turning into its true form. The seven or eight-mile-long dragon body rumbled on the street, attracting angry curses from countless passers-by. Several demonic cultivators, whose bodies were filled with blood and evil aura, were sharpening their knives secretly, staring unkindly at this silver dragon that represented countless wealth.
On a notice board on the side of the road, there was already a reward list hanging out. The bloody handwriting marked the valuation of various materials on this five-clawed silver dragon by some generous immortals - the most valuable among them was Someone is willing to pay 30,000 high-grade golden immortal stones for the heart of this five-clawed silver dragon, a seventh-grade golden immortal stone.
However, it is also clearly marked on the list that the buyer only has to pay off the fairy stones for the purchased materials. As for the revenge of the Shenlong clan royal court after killing this five-clawed silver dragon, the buyer is not responsible. Whoever did it must have the consciousness to shoulder the blame.
The Baixing Market that can't be seen at a glance is so lively, so noisy, so chaotic, and such a smell of copper is coming to your face, but it is mixed with the strong smell of blood and the overwhelming evil spirit, evil spirit, and chaos. Barbaric spirit.
Yin Xuege put on an inconspicuous blue robe and stood curiously on a street in Baixing Market. He looked at the countless weird immortals, bodhisattvas, demons, monsters passing by on the road, and even some he could distinguish. There are no different types of weird guys.
Among these people, there are even some humans who clearly have the blood of the gods. They swaggered through the market in groups, even showing off their peculiar ability to control the natural forces of heaven and earth to fight with other monks and immortals.
In other places in the fairy world, these mixed-race descendants with the blood of gods are called divine sins. No matter whether monks or immortals from Taoism, Buddhism, demonism, ghosts, or demons, meeting them will result in death. But in Baixing Market, they were just a few inconspicuous millets in a pot of multigrain porridge, and they didn't attract anyone's attention at all.
Right next to Yin Xuege, a green young man with a handsome appearance and black eyes was boasting proudly: "The little daughter of the Supreme Elder of the Yuanhua Sect is a small piece of tender meat, very juicy and tender. Young Master, I thoroughly enjoyed her for three days and three nights, draining all her essence, allowing Young Master to directly break through the bottleneck of the Immortal and reach the Golden Immortal realm."
"It's worth it, it's really worth it. Hey, even if that old ghost sends countless Yuan Hua Sect immortals to chase and kill me, so what? Who can do anything to me at the White Star Market?"
Yin Xuege turned around and glanced at the pale green young man, a stern look flashed in his eyes.
The pale green young man glared at Yin Xuege fiercely, and without saying a word, he opened his mouth and spit out a pink sword light and struck Yin Xuege on the head. At the same time, he waved his sleeve, and a cloud of pink poisonous gas spurted out, quickly covering Yin Xuege's body.
This is the White Star Market, where people can be killed if they disagree with you. Even if you look at someone, the other person may kill you.
The pink sword light was so cold that Yin Xuege didn't dare to use his body to catch it. He opened his mouth and also spurted out the Blood Song Sword, which turned into a streak of blood and came forward. After long-term sacrifices in the Blood Sea Spiritual Treasure Great Forbidden Treasure Barrel, and devouring the essence of materials extracted from nearly a thousand golden immortal weapons, the quality of the Blood Song Sword has far exceeded that of ordinary golden immortal weapons.
As soon as the blood light and pink light came into contact, a "clang" sound was heard, the pale green young man howled miserably, and a blood arrow spurted out from his mouth. His sword light was fierce, but its real quality was just an ordinary mid-grade heavenly weapon, which was probably at the level of a fifth-grade heavenly weapon.
Facing a rare flying sword like the Blood Song Sword that has been tempered by the Great Forbidden Treasure, it is like hitting a kitchen knife with a piece of tofu. The pink sword light is cut into two pieces by the Blood Song Sword. The pale green young man's mind was severely damaged, and he immediately spurted blood and fell backwards.
An almost indistinguishable black and white fire swept over Yin Xuege's body, and the pink poisonous mist suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
The pale green young man looked at Yin Xuege in disbelief, and he screamed in a high-pitched voice: "This is a mixture of ten thousand years of peach blossom miasma..."
Before the pale green young man finished speaking, a sharp bloody claw suddenly grabbed him from behind, scratched his head directly, and crushed his immortal soul to pieces. A young man who was extremely handsome and whose body was wrapped in blood mist flicked his arm, shattering the immortal body of the pale green young man into pieces, and then laughed coldly.
"Idiot, attacking our blood demon clan members in White Star Market would be too disrespectful to us."
Several other young men with blood mist rising from their bodies sprang out from the crowd. They sternly yelled at the monks looking around: "What are you looking at? Get out of here, get out of here. The Xue Zhao Immortal Dynasty is doing business. If you don't want to cause trouble, just leave it to us." roll."
Ninety-nine percent of the monks and immortals around him hurriedly dispersed, never looking here again. However, there are still dozens of Taoists, monks and other great demons and demons who remain in place motionless. It is obvious that their origins are powerful enough to fight against the Xueluo Immortal Dynasty, and their own cultivation has definitely reached a high level. Those with strength above the Golden Immortal level are not afraid of the threat of these blood demons at all.
The blood demon who took action to kill looked Yin Xuege up and down, then frowned and snorted unhappily: "Which family are you a kid from? You don't even have the magic power of a first-grade Earth Immortal, so you came to the White Star Market to do it." What?"
Shaking his head, the blood demon took out a blood-colored token from his sleeve and threw it to Yin Xuege: "No matter what you are here for, with this level of cultivation, you must be more honest in the White Star Market and the Wild Fairyland. If you encounter trouble, Run away if you can, but if you really can't avoid it, go to the Xuezhao Inn to find help."
Yin Xuege grabbed the token, but before he had time to talk to these blood demons, several blood demons had already whistled impatiently, spread out their bat wings and soared into the sky, turning into streaks of blood and shooting towards the distance. He teleported and disappeared without a trace.
Ancestor Tai Xuanzhen put on a very ordinary black Taoist robe and appeared beside Yin Xuege with a smile.
"This is the style of the Wild Fairyland, how do you feel?"
Playing with the token in his hand, which was carved from unknown animal bones, covered in blood, and constantly exuding a touch of heat, Yin Xuege looked at Dao Ancestor and smiled: "Unexpectedly, these blood demons are quite enthusiastic. I haven't really become one yet. Taking action, they took the initiative to help me solve my trouble?"
Ancestor Taixuanzhen nodded seriously. He looked at Yin Xuege and sighed: "This is the most enviable characteristic of the demon clan. Although the Taoist and Buddhist sects are powerful, the Taoist and Buddhist sects still have the final say in the immortal world. But the demon clan is most united. Except for a very small number of natural enemy groups, the harmony and harmony among the other demon clans is something that even us old guys can envy."
Throwing the token into the Qiankun Immortal Ring thoughtfully, Yin Xuege firmly remembered the place of Xue Zhao Inn. Maybe from here, he can send a letter back to Yin Huangwu. He also misses his mother a little.
Slowly walking along the chaotic streets of White Star Market, rejecting hundreds of prostitutes who came to talk to and solicit customers, escaping a hundred and eighty fights and fights, and interrupting several with heavy punches After using the skill of empty hand to steal the arm of the little thief who was wearing the Immortal Ring of Heaven and Earth on his finger, and using violence to suppress several thieves who came to seek trouble with their thieves, Yin Xuege finally came to this market. The liveliest place.
The busiest places are also the most chaotic places.
This is an open space specially opened up in the market, which is thousands of miles long and five hundred miles wide. On the vast open space, neatly arranged stalls were outlined with white lines. Countless monks and immortals who had just returned from the wild fairyland were placing countless strange things on the ground, and they were like secular vendors, letting go of their voices and making loud noises. shouted.
The qi of immortals and monks is so abundant that a loud roar can often be heard hundreds of miles away. Among the immortals setting up stalls, there are also earthly immortal arhats from Buddhism. They frequently use Buddhist lion roars to drum up business, causing the land thousands of miles around to tremble.
That is to say, the people who come and go here are monks and immortals with powerful cultivation. They can freely control their five senses and six consciousnesses, and at the same time, they have the immortal consciousness to detect the movements everywhere. If it were a mortal or a monk with a slightly weaker cultivation level, as soon as they stepped onto this piece of flat ground, they would be shocked to the point of vomiting blood, their mind would be broken, and they would die.
Yin Xuege looked curiously at the various strange things displayed on the nearby stalls. There were a dazzling array of spiritual herbs and fairy grasses, ores and strange stones scattered in a mess. There were all kinds of strange animal bones and horns. Many things were impossible to identify. What.
The Wild Immortal Realm is the latest starry sky that has evolved after the Immortal Realm absorbed the power of the Hongmeng Void. This is a newly opened world. The heaven and earth opened up, and the power of creation was so miraculous that countless rare things evolved here that today's immortals cannot recognize at all.
These things may be priceless treasures, or they may be worthless junk.
Therefore, these monks and immortals who have returned from adventure are sometimes unwilling to sell their harvest to those powerful shops. They simply come here to set up street stalls to see if they can obtain greater profits.
Buying and selling treasures here depends not only on vision, experience, and experience, but more importantly, luck.
It is very likely that an inconspicuous black animal horn is the natal dragon horn of some kind of alien dragon clan that was newly evolved from the creation of the world. It contains a strange power of vitality and creation. Such dragon horns are of great use to any immortal, and can even be exchanged for several monk planets when taken to the Central Immortal Realm.
But it may also be a piece of ore that is shining with golden light, and it is a piece of ore that is shining with golden light. Apart from the function of shining with golden light, he has no other function. If you spend a lot of money to buy this piece of ore, you will really lose money.
"Although it is messy and chaotic, this place also has its own unique rules." Taixuan Zhen Daozu said to Yin Xuege as he separated from the crowd and walked forward: "All the stalls here will be completely cleared after the money and goods are traded. You spend If you buy a big treasure with a small amount of money, that's your luck, and the owner of the goods is not allowed to pursue it; if you spend a lot of money to buy a weed, that's your bad luck, and the buyer is not allowed to pursue debts."
"Whoever dares to break the unspoken rules here, the entire White Star Market and even the people in the Wild Fairyland can be killed on the spot." Taixuan Zhen Dao Ancestor said as if pointing out: "The rules hidden in the chaos, the way of heaven This is how the world is, and everything in the world is like this."
Yin Xuege also nodded repeatedly as if he had some understanding.
Along the way, although the White Star Market was extremely chaotic and seemed likely to collapse at any time, the huge market gave people a feeling of vitality and endless vitality. The chaos and collapse of order here maintain a delicate and stable balance.
This kind of balance is like the ball of innate divine flames of creation in his sea of consciousness. It is subtle and reveals infinite mysteries.
Slowly walking through this open space, at the edge of the open space in front of me, at the intersection of two streets that are several miles wide, a thatched shed that can accommodate more than a hundred people for repairs stands so majestically and unexpectedly in a field of gorgeous shops. In the building.
A young man wearing a black gown and with an upright appearance stood in the thatched shed. In front of him was a large noodle table. He was holding a small piece of dough in both hands. He pulled it out dozens of times with great skill. A handful of noodles as thin as hair were thrown into the large pot on the side with shaking hands.
The boiling water was boiling, and after a few rolls with extremely long wooden chopsticks, the young man scooped up the noodles. I scooped a ladle of thick soup into the noodle bowl from the large soup pot on the side, poured it thickly with toppings stewed with various rare mushrooms and pheasant meat, and a bowl of ramen full of aroma and intoxication was ready. Freshly baked.
The young man casually threw the noodle bowl, which was the size of a human head, into the distance. The heavy noodle bowl fell as light as a fallen leaf on a square table more than ten feet away. He shouted softly: "A bowl of special mushroom ramen, ten yuan of Chenghui's low-grade immortal stone, thank you sir."
Sitting at the square table, a tall demon about ten feet and five feet away, with a huge bull's head on his head and two golden horns emitting a faint light, casually took out ten pieces of low-grade fairy stones and threw them to the young man, then picked up his chopsticks and took a big bite. Swallowing the fragrant noodles.
More than twenty square tables were filled with such guests inside the thatched shed, and there was a long queue waiting outside the thatched shed.
The young man in black threw the ten pieces of low-grade immortal stones he had just received into the cash cabinet next to him, then smiled and nodded to Taixuanzhen Daozu: "Oh, my old friend is here. Long time no see, I have the Golden Immortal Peak here. Would you like a bowl of the special toppings of Yaolongjindou?”
Ancestor Taixuan Zhen smiled and pushed Yin Xuege forward. He said calmly: "Here are ten bowls. It's been a long time since I've eaten noodles made by your own hands. This doll is the Yin Xuege I told you last time. How about it, it’s a good seedling.”
The young man in black glanced up and down at Yin Xuege. Yin Xuege felt pain like needle pricks all over his body. The other person's eyes seemed to penetrate his immortal soul and see through everything about him. Therefore, he instinctively sacrificed Da Luo Jin Feng Chan and completely contained his own aura without any leakage.
At the same time, he felt horrified. Could this young man in black, who set up a noodle shop selling ramen in Shirahoshi Market, be the Tsukauki Daozu? That famous Taoist Tomb Demon who stood out from the competition among many Taoist Ancestors and finally gained control of the Wild Immortal Realm
"It looks good, but I don't know how it is."
"If you want to be my disciple, it's very simple. In this wild fairyland, you should first find a place to stay. This is your entry test."
Tsukauki Daozu smiled brightly: "You seem to have a lot of followers? A lot of subordinates? Well, grab a piece of land for yourself. At least it can support so many of your disciples. If you grab it, forget it. You’re qualified.”
Taixuanzhen Daozu spread his hands, smiled at Yin Xuege, and walked straight into the noodle shop.
"Yin Xuege, from now on, it depends on whether you work hard."
(End of chapter)