Behind the water curtain, the scenery suddenly becomes clear.
A straight stone road was paved, and from a distance one could see big red lanterns hanging high. Shops were lined up on both sides, and strange human figures and monsters were everywhere.
"You, I'm talking about you, the one with your nose pointing up in the air."
At the entrance, two demon cultivators wearing ghost masks stopped Lu Bei. Seeing that they were both in the Baodan realm, they asked in a very arrogant tone, "Which cultivator are you from? Where are your brothers and masters? Do you have an invitation token?"
"It's so funny, you two are nothing, how dare you ask me for an invitation!"
Lu Bei snorted coldly, "I'm not afraid of scaring you to death when I tell you this, my master is the famous Longquan Old Monster, if you know what's best for you, get out of the way quickly, or I'll yell and thousands of you brothers will stand up, and I'll piss you all to feed you to the Xiantian realm alive."
"…" x2
Seeing Lu Bei's arrogance, the two gatekeepers softened instantly. One of them waved his hand, no longer insisting on the token, and let Lu Bei go in.
Lu Bei: ╭(╯^╰)╮
"Humph, you guys are smart."
After saying this, he took a step as if he didn't care about his relatives, staggering with every step, and walked towards the market not far away in a show of pride.
"Brother, who was that person just now? Who is the old monster Longquan? Is he famous?"
"Junior brother, you don't even know the old monster Longquan, and you still dare to call yourself a rising star of the magic cultivation?"
"Brother, hurry up."
"Some time ago, the demon cultivator who was trapped in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave by the Huangji Sect and died was the old monster Longquan."
"What? His master is dead, how dare he be so arrogant?"
"You didn't know it just now."
"Ah, this..."
"I didn't ask for his invitation, not because I felt sorry for him, but because the second disciple of the old monster Longquan is in the market. I heard that this old guy is trying to usurp the master's title and is killing fellow disciples everywhere. If I let him in, what do you think will happen?"
"Brother, what a great trick of killing someone with a borrowed knife, brilliant!"
"Hehehe..." x2
The two of them were laughing with their arms around each other's shoulders when a chill blew in their faces, chilling them to the bone and chilling them to the bone. They were so frightened that they couldn't help but shiver.
What came into view was a woman and two men, three monks wearing ghost masks, walking slowly towards them. They took a step forward and passed by them in an instant.
Ding Dong!
A palm-sized copper seal fell to the ground. The two brothers hurriedly picked it up. After confirming its authenticity, they did not dare to ask any questions. They just made up a sect and filled in the name, and considered it as completing the process.
"Brother, that woman was so cold that I shivered just now."
"Who isn't? Just watch it for now. I'll go change my pants."
"No way, Senior Brother, is this even possible?"
"What are you thinking? I'm not peeing my pants!"
"… "
…
Walk to the end of the straight road, where lanterns are hung high, and there are long stone streets crisscrossed with shops of all sizes.
In addition to the strange looks of the passers-by, the items for sale are also varied and numerous. And because they are magic cultivators, there are too many strange things, so many of the items for sale are beyond your imagination.
Not to mention the ordinary underground items and the products from the big ruins and small tombs, Lu Bei glanced at them in an orderly manner, ignoring the support from both sides, and quickly walked around the long street.
"My handsome and elegant little brother, I think you are very lucky. I am afraid that you will have a great fortune today. If you borrow my good words, why don't you come and try your luck quickly? It will be useless if you are late."
A voice stopped Lu Bei. He heard the voice sounded familiar and subconsciously stopped and looked over.
It was indeed an acquaintance. I had just met him half an hour ago.
Kou Shuang, the uncle of Wu Chengde and Ding Hai, who was not very smart, squatted in the corner with his hands in his sleeves, spreading a piece of gray cloth in front of him with some miscellaneous objects on it.
Lu Bei raised his eyebrows, pointed at the Qiankun bag on the gray cloth, frowned and said: "Old senior, forgive me for being so bold, but the Qiankun bag is not a rare item. If you sell it here, no one will buy it."
"The Qiankun bag certainly won't do that, but the Qiankun bag that contains the secret manual of martial arts is different."
Kou Shuang stroked his goatee, his eyes gleaming, "Here are ten Qiankun bags, each priced at one hundred thousand taels, containing various levels of skills and secret techniques from foundation building to spirit transformation, which are unpredictable and have the power to change the world, but I'll keep you in suspense as to the specific level of the skills, you will know after you get them."
Wow, you are selling blind boxes here!
Lu Bei rolled his eyes, walked away without stopping.
It was impossible for him to have a chance. It was not that he was reluctant to part with 100,000 taels of silver notes, nor that he had quit the card pool. Although the world of immortal cultivation and the secular world were closely connected, secular money was not easy to use in the world of immortal cultivation. Generally speaking, immortal cultivators would barter or use spirit crystals for settlement. Those who used silver notes as a transaction settlement were most likely scammers, who specifically targeted those novice cultivators who had just debuted, had average skills, and were daydreaming all day.
Not long after Lu Bei left, two monks, one middle-aged and one young, stopped at the place where Lu Bei had just been.
The young monk pointed at Kou Shuang angrily and said through gritted teeth, "Dad, it was him who said that the 'Great Demonic Record' was invincible and would definitely sell out if he opened it ten times in a row. He made me spend all your money."
"Misunderstanding, all misunderstanding."
Kou Shuang waved his hands repeatedly, stood up and saluted the middle-aged monk. He was about to explain something when his face suddenly changed. He pointed behind the two of them and shouted, "Oh no, the inspection team is here. I don't have the qualifications to be a merchant. If I'm caught, I will definitely have to hand over all my property. Let's talk about it under the tree at the east gate."
Bang!
The middle-aged monk sneered three times, and clasped Kou Shuang's shoulders with his five fingers. "Old thing, you have the nerve to show off your crooked tricks. I tell you, you have no chance of deceiving me."
"this… "
Unable to escape, Kou Shuang had a bitter smile on his face. He looked at the father and son, rolled his eyes and calculated: "No wonder, no wonder, I calculated that this kid's biological father is strong and powerful, but his brain is empty and he is just a fool, so I dared to cheat him of his money. And you are smart, and you are a million miles away from me. It turns out that I was right, you are not biological father and son."
"Old man, look at me!"
The middle-aged monk was furious. He threw Kou Shuang to the ground with his backhand and started to attack wildly with his fists.
"Oh my god, the fortune teller doesn't pay and beats me up, come and save me!"
"Nephew, nephew—"
"… "
The crowd was crowded, with all kinds of weirdos surrounding it in three layers. Although they didn't know what was going on, it didn't stop them from watching the fun.
"Brother, elder brother, sister-in-law has been looking for you for a long time, what are you doing here?"
A burly man pushed through the crowd and grabbed the middle-aged monk: "Come back with me quickly. My sister-in-law has chosen a spiritual jade. If you give her three spiritual crystals and add seven more, she can collect ten to buy it."
"If I don't leave, I'm going to beat him to death today!"
The middle-aged cultivator looked at his burly junior brother, a trace of grief and anger flashed in his eyes, and he became hysterical. He pressed Kou Shuang with his backhand and rubbed him again.
A moment later, the patrol team arrived and took the three people and the Qiankun bag away.
…
Buddha Courtyard.
In the magic cultivator trading market, there was a shop painted with gold that was too conspicuous. Lu Bei, who was used to all kinds of marketing methods, couldn't help but be attracted. After entering the shop, he saw several nuns whose monk hats covered their black hair, but whose monk robes did not cover their cleavage. He couldn't help but respect the owner.
As expected of a magic cultivator, he understands so well.
The shop in the Buddha Temple is divided into two floors. The downstairs sells ordinary goods, while the second floor sells relics, pearls, golden Buddha bones, and ritual instruments personally blessed by a well-known abbot. Each item is priced very high.
Since all the customers here are cultivators of magic, each of them is cunning and skilled in stealing, the goods displayed on the second floor are replicas in original proportions. If you want to see the authentic products, you need to pay a deposit and then go to the backyard to wait for an interview with the owner.
Due to his poverty, Lu Bei had little interest in these goods. He wandered around the first floor for a while, touching dozens of books on Buddhist cultivation techniques, and finally came to the special sale area.
Although there is no direct label, the price is cheap. One spirit crystal can be used to select ten items, regardless of size. In Lu Bei's eyes, it is a special price zone.
Most of the items for sale are broken fragments of Buddhist instruments, dried Bodhi seeds, and unknown Buddhist techniques with torn covers.
[Lotus seeds without cores can be eaten directly after peeling]
[Imitation of the red spider lily…
[…
[You have come into contact with [Xisui Jing·Fragmentary Edition], do you want to spend 200 skill points to learn it?]
[You have come into contact with [Step by Step Lotus Method]. Do you want to spend 6000 skill points to learn it?]
Lu Bei: (a`′a)
After scanning a series of waste products, the information prompt suddenly changed. He picked up the "Xisui Jing" which was missing a lot of content and only had a few pages intact. He decided to smash a spirit crystal to take this skill away.
Of course, he could learn it without purchasing it, but when he thought that one day in the future, some lucky player/NPC would get the same opportunity as him, he suddenly felt sad.
Buy it, you must buy it, and burn it when you get home.
One spirit crystal could buy ten items. Lu Bei picked and chose, and after making sure there were no more chances to find a bargain, he managed to collect nine souvenirs that looked good.
"The last one..."
He looked around and saw a fragmentary portrait on his left hand. It was simple and freehand, depicting an old monk pointing to the sky with one hand and pressing the ground with the other. Below...
That’s all.
The half-portrait ends abruptly at the lower body of the old monk.
Lu Bei came forward to take a look. The painting was labeled "Great Buddha Subduing the Devil". Coincidentally, the part belonging to the demon was damaged.
"Alright, meeting is fate, it's you."
"There is Buddha but no devil, so who is the devil?"
The two palms were pressed together and on the Demon Subduing Picture at the same time. Lu Bei looked at the slender and soft hands folded on the back of his hands, raised his eyebrows and looked sideways.
A towering mass blocked the view. No, it was a female cultivator wearing a ghost face mask. She had cold eyes, cold temperament, and even her palms were icy cold.
"Little boy, take your hands away. I like this painting."
"Grandma, you've eaten more salt than I have eaten rice, so don't talk nonsense! It was you who pressed my hand, and you held it so tightly that I couldn't move it even if I wanted to."
"In that case, I'll help you take it away."
The ghost-faced female cultivator spoke coldly, grabbed Lu Bei's left hand that was attached to the Demon Subduing Diagram, and suddenly tightened her five fingers.
"Oh, grandma is old, has a bad temper, and is quite strong."
The amazing force forced Lu Bei's eyes to shrink. He clenched his hands, slowly exerted force with his five fingers, and said with an unchanged smile: "Fortunately, I'm young and have plenty of strength!"
Click! Click!