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Not to mention Wen Leyang, even the group of wise old monsters at home didn't have a clue. The only clue they had was that Qin Huai had been imprisoned here.
Wen Leyang and the four of them discussed what to do on the road, and finally decided on the "big plan to solve the case": first find out the situation and then
After entering the realm of transformation, Monk Shuijing went to inquire about the news. Old Taoist Jifei led Wen Leyang and Xiao Chi Maojiu to the only realm of transformation outside the world, the most mixed and interesting place on the path of cultivation.
When Wen Leyang and Chi Maojiu entered this colorful world, they were originally in high spirits, but after passing a few shops, the two brothers became discouraged. Most of the objects on display in mortal shops are flying swords, talismans, alchemy cauldrons and the like. They are all ordinary in terms of quality, efficacy or power. Even Jifei's little sword can be used as a weapon for them. The treasure of the store.
Jifei looked at the two young ancestors who were not interested, and said with a smile: "This is still the periphery, there is nothing interesting. If you really want to broaden your horizons, you have to go to Northern Xinjiang."
Just as he was talking, Xiao Chi Maojiu suddenly stopped, looked up at an antique shop, pointed at the (?) signboard and said: "Buyi Shu Road? Here is the business of fellow villagers!" He raised his legs and stepped across. Entered the threshold.
Old Taoist Jifei also pulled Wen Leyang in and murmured, "This is a new shop."
The four walls of the shop are empty, and long silk hanging on the wall looks like a ghost painting. It's hard to tell whether it's a calligraphy or a painting. It looks like a drunkard covered in ink, who just slapped himself on the silk. Some of the marks are on the elbows, some on the stomach, and some on the breast...
When the three people were wondering, a sharp and thin voice came: "If you don't understand, then stop reading."
Only then did Taoist Master Jifei see a big-headed dwarf sitting in the corner of the shop.
After the dwarf finished speaking, he lazily stood up and walked to them: "What to buy?"
In the previous shops, although there was no good hospitality, at least the customers were greeted with smiles when they came to the door, but the dwarf in this shop was full of violence and his eyes were full of resentment.
Master Jifei asked him angrily, "What are you buying? What are you selling here?"
The dwarf had a face full of impatience, bared his teeth full of disdain, made a smile that was uglier than crying, and asked: "Do you know what is the most famous in the land of Sichuan and Sichuan?"
Sichuan has outstanding people and many famous things. Wen Leyang didn't know whether the dwarf was asking about Li Yuchun, giant pandas or boiled fish.
Seeing that they didn't know how to answer, the dwarf's brows became even more contemptuous, and he said lightly, almost in a giving tone: "In Shu, the most famous things are Wen Bu Cao, Miao Bu Jiao, and Death on Crow Ridge." No!"
Everyone in the world admires the casual cultivators, the five blessings of the righteous path are either close followers or defeated, the demon Shizong tries his best to fawn over, and the most powerful demon immortals are always there... The three Tuoxie sects in Shu have really made a name for themselves in the past few years. The limelight has long overshadowed the five blessings of the righteous path that once dominated the world.
Wen Leyang and Chi Maojiu looked at each other. They both smiled and asked in unison: "What about that?"
The dwarf sneered: "No, they opened this store!" After saying that, he clumsily hugged his short arms to his chest, raised his chin and looked outside lightly, not even bothering to open his eyes again. They are.
After a long while, until the dwarf completely lost his patience and seemed ready to use his unique skills to drive them away, Wen Leyang coughed for a while and asked with a smile on his face: "Then...are you poison, witch or corpse control?"
The dwarf then took a serious look at Wen Leyang, and replied with a bit of reluctance: "Poison, witchcraft, and corpse control are all available. It depends on what you want. If you want to see the treasure of the mourning sect, just come to me. If you want to see poison or corpse Witch Gu has its own shopkeeper..."
At this time, little Chi Maojiu came to his senses and said in a low voice: "Are you a disciple of Crow Ridge? You have a Henan accent..."
The dwarf was furious, and Wen Leyang quickly reached out to stop him, and said with a smile: "Don't bother the other shopkeepers for now, just open our eyes to us."
Old Taoist Jifei tried his best to hold back his laughter and joined in the fun: "It's worth it even if you bankrupt your family to get a glimpse of the unique skills of these three families in Sichuan and Sichuan!"
The dwarf's face softened slightly and he said, "Come with me!" Then he turned and walked towards the back hall.
The three people hurriedly followed. After passing through the courtyard, there were three large rooms in a row. The dwarf led them to the rightmost room and said lightly: "Wen, Miao, and Luo have been together for thousands of years, and they have different magical powers." It occupies the sound stage, but in the final analysis, if we really want to go all out, we Crow Ridge disciples are sharper."
Regardless of whether they are direct or collateral, no disciple who is closely related to Wen, Miao, and Luo can say such a thing. Chi Maojiu is only fifteen or sixteen years old now, and still has the naughty temperament of a teenager, giggling. Question: "Why are you the most powerful?"
"Everyone's abilities are about the same, but with the help of the corpse demon, we are naturally more powerful." As he said that, the dwarf opened the door and walked in. Chi Maojiu finally understood the dwarf's theory that one would win if two fought, and he laughed so hard that his whole body trembled.
This big house was a bit cold and cold. The most conspicuous thing was the five coffins of different sizes. In addition, there were some nondescript corpse-killing tools hanging on the walls. The dwarf opened his mouth and showed a smile: "Our treasure in Crow Ridge is of course different from Xuanmen!" After saying that, he gently brushed his hand over a coffin with a face full of love, and a string of fingernails immediately sounded in the coffin. The strange sound of the door seemed like the corpse inside was responding to the owner.
The dwarf's attitude was still as cold as before, and he was probably not much more enthusiastic than the real corpse evil. However, after talking for a while, he still showed his fox tail. It was just because of how good the corpse evil he refined was, and how sharp his zombie magic weapon was. So, in the final analysis, he planned to sell the coffin and the contents to Wen Leyang.
This dwarf does have some ability to control corpses, but it is definitely not the unique skill inherited from Tuo Xie. At best, it is just some martial arts skills. Although Wen Leyang doesn't know much about the Luo family's methods, his wife is the number one expert in Crow Ridge. This is a dwarf. No tricks can fool him.
Those lying in the coffin were not refined zombies, but simply suppressed zombies.
Wen Leyang felt completely at ease. Although he knew it was unlikely, he was still a little worried just now, fearing that sitting in the shop might have anything to do with Master Tuo Xie. From time to time, the old Taoist Jifei would pretend to be stupid and add a few words, just to make Bowen Leyang smile. The four of them struggled for a while, and the old man quietly gave Wen Leyang a questioning look.
Wen Leyang understood what he meant. No matter which one of the descendants of Sanmai Tuoxie, they could not let others use their name to deceive others. Of course, this shop would have to be demolished, but certainly not now. He shook his head gently.
Ji Fei understood, and after talking to the dwarf for a while, he made an excuse and left.
The dwarf had been holding himself up like the leader of the Cultivation Tao Alliance before, and now he had no nerve to stalk him, but he couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes, pretending to be a bit stubborn and sneering: "With your cultivation, you can't play with it." The corpse evil is indeed reluctant, but... witchcraft or poison may be okay."
Wen Leyang smiled and shook his head. After seeing the excitement, he knew it was a lie, so he had no interest in seeing the other two actors' acting skills.
At this time, a strange smell floated in faintly from the outside. It smelled as if some perfume was sprinkled on a rotten egg, and finally it was dipped in a rotten animal carcass. It was very fragrant. The smell is even more suffocating.
The dwarf failed to make the deal, and was in a very bad mood. He cursed in a low voice: "The pockmark of the Wumen is causing trouble again!"
Xiao Chi Maojiu's expression changed obviously. He sniffed the smell in the air carefully and suddenly said, "I want to see your witchcraft!" "
The dwarf was stunned for a moment, his dead fish-like eyes brightened a little more, and he tried hard to suppress the hope rising in his heart. He stood up without saying a word and led them to the next door. "
Wen Leyang was shocked, nodded to him, and quickly followed the dwarf towards the big house in the middle. Unexpectedly, as soon as they reached the door, there was a burst of curses in the room: "Go away! I won't do it now." Business! Let’s talk about anything in three hours!”
The dwarf's face was filled with shock, anger and helplessness. He turned to look at Old Jifei and said, "The disciples of Wu Gu are all Miao people, and they are very stubborn."
Jifei laughed and said, "All masters are like this. We sincerely seek treasures, so it doesn't matter if we board it for a while."
The dwarf showed a rare smile, and pointed to the big room on the far left: "Or, you can go and see the blind man's poison. Whether you can get some good things depends on your luck." As he said, , no longer paying attention to Wen Leyang and others, turned around and went back to check the store.
Following a burst of soft laughter from the room on the left, an older blind man came to the door holding a bamboo stick: "Come in and sit down, the old man wants to talk." At the same time, there was a low sound of metal friction. , there was a choking, choking, clanging sound.
Not only Xiao Chi Maojiu but also Wen Leyang became energetic now. He was no stranger to the sound of metal clashing and grinding. The pair of teeth-grinding copper ants he had heard from the Gold Nest back then were constantly making sounds.
Of course, Wen Leyang's pair of molars are of a different species and are as big as a bird. The friction sound they make is much louder than the ones in the blind man's house. When Wen Leyang returned to the mountain, he gave two ants to the Fourth Master. . The old man was very happy at first, but within two days he became anxious. The pair of beasts kept beating gongs and drums day and night, and there was never a moment of peace in the entire red leaf forest.
Regardless of whether he is a liar or not, if a blind man can handle molars, he must have some skills. Wen Leyang happily stepped into his room.
The blind man's room was full of tall shelves, and each grid was filled with colorful and strange poisonous insects. Wen Leyang smiled as soon as he saw it. He recognized all of these poisonous insects, although they were not as big as the scale and size of the Sick Death Number. Quality, but the condition is pretty good.
In addition, in the corner of the room, there is a pure copper Eight Immortals table. A pair of molar copper ants the size of a match head are rubbing and making love, and together they drive a piece of dried tofu and gold poison around on the table. .
The blind man knocked on the stool placed at the entrance with a bamboo pole, and said politely: "Sit down! Although there are many poisons in this room, as long as you don't move around, I guarantee that nothing will happen."
When the two molars saw someone coming in, they seemed to want to jump to the ground and sting someone, but for some reason they couldn't rush to the edge of the table. They screamed anxiously. Ji Fei was not afraid of them, but he felt disgusted with this kind of thing in his heart and couldn't help it. He moved his body outward.
The blind man shook his head: "Don't worry, they can't rush out. These babies have just been captured for half a year and haven't been raised yet..."
Wen Leyang also showed a smile, thinking that he hadn't matured in half a year, and it only took forty days for his fourth molar master to surrender.
Although the blind man cannot see, he is still a practicing person. His spiritual consciousness has already reflected everything around him accurately. When he saw Wen Leyang smiling and saying nothing, he thought he was contemptuous in his heart: "The Bronze Ant Grinding Teeth, Supreme Qi Ai, look at the world." There are only two pairs, one pair is on Jiuding Mountain in western Sichuan, and the other pair is right in front of you!"
Wen Leyang frowned slightly. Although it was not a secret that he had a pair of copper ants, it was not something that everyone knew.
The old Taoist Jifei immediately followed the blind man's words and asked: "What is the difference between the two pairs of copper ants? Which pair is more powerful?" After speaking, he was afraid of leaving any traces, and then added: "If it is really so sharp, we will buy the next one." Be a spiritual beast that protects the mountain."
The blind man had a strange expression on his face and laughed loudly: "Buy? Do you want to buy molars? Can you afford them?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud clanging sound. Little Chi Maojiu casually took off his backpack and threw it in front of the blind man. The room was filled with dazzling golden light. Miao Busuo's habit of bringing gold out of the house has not changed at all. This time it was still thirty pounds.
The blind man seemed to be startled, and the dry flesh on his face trembled twice: "Worldly things... are not enough."
Mr. Jifei waved his hand impatiently: "There is more than enough!" He reached out and patted Wen Leyang's backpack full of carrots.
Although gold is a common thing, it is also quite popular in the path of cultivation. The best materials for refining magic weapons, such as red alchemy essence, Taiyi gold essence or purple gold, all need to be refined from a large amount of gold.
Jifei Lao Dao aims to make a cliche, fearing that buying without asking will arouse people's suspicion: "This ant... is it really that powerful?"
The blind man weighed thirty kilograms of pure gold and talked about this gold poison with a smile. He is well versed in business knowledge, and when he speaks, he does not just praise it, but introduces it in detail from aspects such as habits, toxicity, spirituality, etc. All the great benefits can be understood by Master Jifei himself.
Wen Leyang was an expert in using poison, and he was very familiar with teeth grinding. He couldn't help but nod his head while listening. Although the blind man's words were exaggerated, the key points were equally good. I also understood in my heart that although the blind man he found was not a descendant of Tuo Xie's lineage, he was also a master of poison.
At that time, Tuo Xie's ancestor was unknown. After a battle that shocked the world, he disappeared again. Before Wen Leyang came into being, magic tricks such as witchcraft and poison were never looked down upon in the cultivation world. However, there were so many cultivation schools that even though they were considered Disdainful, but there are still some small sects that inherit poison techniques.
Wen Leyang himself didn't even know that he had established a reputation over the years, and the monks in the world who knew how to use poisons were also proud of him.
Old Taoist Jifei was very excited when he heard this, and then he asked again: "Which one is more powerful, Jiudingshan or the ants on your table? We will buy whichever one is more powerful!"
Wen Leyang smiled bitterly in his heart and glanced at Jifei. If the blind man wanted to make a business, of course he would praise his ants as the best in the world. I'm afraid he would get nothing by asking. Unexpectedly, the blind man shook his head: "Of course the molars in Jiudingshan are very powerful. , those pair of poisonous creatures have become sperm and are bigger than sparrows. If they are released, not many sects in the world can stop them! However, don’t think about those pair of treasures, it’s impossible.”
Wen Leyang became more and more vigilant, and the old Taoist Jifei looked proudly. He was an old man and had already anticipated the blind man's business experience. Pretending to be Wen Bu Cao will certainly not belittle your own treasure.
The old man continued to pretend to be stupid. After hearing that there were molars the size of sparrows, when he looked at the ants on the table, his face was full of contempt: "Such a small insect, even if it is powerful, is very limited."
The blind man's face was filled with anger: "How limited is it? If you are injured by it, with your cultivation, you will only be bruised and ashes. Don't even think about leaving a corpse!" As he said that, he suddenly opened his eyes and kept tight. Closed eyes.
Wen Leyang and Xiao Chi Maojiu didn't react at all, but Jifei made a fuss and let out a low cry.
There were no eyes at all in the blind man's eye sockets, only two black holes. Green and red tangled blood tendons crawled out of the eye sockets disgustingly. The muscles around the eye sockets were shrunken and scorched, as if someone had burned them with fire.
The blind man smiled indifferently, and actually stretched out a finger to scratch his eye socket: "When I was young, I served a Buddha lampworm to make a cocoon. At that time, I was not familiar with the nature of fire poison. When it broke out of the cocoon, My eyes were accidentally destroyed by fire poison!"
Wen Leyang's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but ask: "What about the bug? What happened after it broke out of the cocoon?"
Old Taoist Jifei quickly helped him smooth things over and said with a chuckle, "I heard that Wen Bucao and Wen Leyang raised a Buddha lampworm, which is an amazing poison!"
The blind man didn't become suspicious. Wen Leyang was famous now, and his reputation for "I'm convinced" was no less famous than him: "After breaking out of the cocoon? He naturally transformed into a Buddha lamp guide and became the Fire Insect King!" As he said, from He carefully took out a glass box from his arms and rubbed it with love: "The Buddha lamp guide has been following me for forty years, but in the end it passed away before me. I couldn't bear to part with it, so I took it with me."
In the box, a butterfly with a crystal-clear body and an extremely pure red body, as if it might burst into flames at any moment, lay quietly with its wings spread out.
Wen Leyang was surprised, happy and worried that the blind man was bragging. He was so excited that he could not speak. However, Ji Fei was much calmer and asked curiously: "Have I heard that the Buddha lampworm on Jiuding Mountain has a cocoon?" For several years, I still haven’t been able to turn into a fire butterfly.”
The blind man sneered proudly: "Looking at the whole world, I am the only one who knows how to help the Buddhist lantern attract insects to emerge from their cocoons and turn into butterflies. Jiuding Mountain still owes you." Before he could finish his words, the blind man realized that he had almost spilled the beans, so he hurriedly said it again. Returned the topic: "When I return to the cloud, I will naturally help that insect break out of its cocoon."
Wen Leyang laughed from the bottom of his heart. Unexpectedly, he had such an unexpected surprise on the first day after arriving in the realm of Huawai. He no longer asked how he convinced me to become a butterfly.
Whether it was him, Xiao Chi Maojiu, or Jifei Laodao, all three of them had made up their mind to invite the blind man back to Jiuding Mountain no matter what.
Unknowingly, the three people had been talking for a long time, and then a thick voice came from next door: "Who wanted to do business in Mazi just now? If you are still here, come over!"
The blind man cursed angrily: "Wait a minute, they are talking happily here..." Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Xiao Chi Maojiu had already picked up thirty kilograms of gold and strode to the next door.
The other two people also stood up together. Wen Leyang's spiritual consciousness had already spread all over the yard, and he was not afraid that the blind man would run away. Jifei said with a smile: "My wife over there is very impatient. We will come back soon, so don't leave." !”
A trace of helplessness flowed from the blind man's dark eye sockets... (Quanben Novel Network www.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.com)