Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 170 Black Market (Subscribe)

Bai Ze Xiancheng.

As time went by, news of Wandao Lake in the distance continued to reach Fang Xi and Ruan Xingling's ears.

It is said that the allied forces of the monks of the Song family raided Wandao Lake and almost wiped out the three families including Taishu.

After all, as the leaders of the alliance ruling the '36 Islands', these three companies cannot escape the charge of communicating with magic cultivators.

And 'Ye Sanren' was also confirmed to be a remnant of the 'Mietian League', and was wanted throughout the Yue Kingdom.

It is said that this person's cultivation base has reached the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he has a few powerful magical secret techniques by his side. When he broke through, he killed many Song family monks, and even a Song family's foundation establishment was seriously injured...

Song Qing, the young master of the Song family, was furious, and cleaned the entire Wandao Lake with more iron-blooded methods. It is said that every monk has to go to the "Inquiry Platform" for torture, and he can't miss any one, but he caught a lot of evil people.

Many island owners who came to power after the destruction of Longyu Zhong's family were killed this time, and the entire Wandao Lake was bloody, and it is said that the surface of the lake was dyed red...

……

Bibo Cave.

Ping Pong Pong...

As the beating sound ended, a rough embryo of a magic weapon was forged again.

Fang Xi glanced at it, directly arranged the formation, and imprinted the magic pattern on the magic weapon.

"It's done!"

After some busy work, he looked at the iron shield magic weapon in his hand, and nodded happily.

He held the iron shield magic weapon and input a little mana.

Buzz!

The iron shield roared, and a fireball was released.

"The inheritance you have obtained is good. These formation patterns have the effect of turning decay into magic... The materials used for these magical artifacts are generally used to cast low-grade magical artifacts. After branding the formation patterns, they are also comparable to ordinary middle-grade magical artifacts." .”

Ruan Xingling sighed at the side: "It's a pity... it's just a clever idea."

At the foundation building level, magic tools are useless at all.

For a period of time, Ruan Xingling was in charge of forging the embryo, and Fang Xi was in charge of branding the pattern.

During the long exploration, Fang Xi felt that she already had a deeper understanding of the magic patterns in the Fragment World.

In the future, when the actual forging of the spiritual weapon is done, it will be easier to have a thoughtful mind.

As for the question of leaks?
Ruan Xingling is not an array mage, so it is difficult to see too many mysteries.

What's more, it's just some magic lines of Qi refining level, and a foundation builder has some secrets of this level, which can be kept.

And no matter how wide-eyed Ruan Xingling was, she could only think of Fang Xi's acquisition of some side-door inheritance, and it was impossible to think of something as outrageous as time travel.

"During this time, I have worked hard for you..."

Fang Xi put away the magic weapon and smiled at Ruan Xingling.

Ruan Xingling hadn't practiced during this period, but only forged the rough embryo of the magic weapon, so Fang Xi kept trying to brand the magic pattern.

For a second-tier refiner, this is a complete loss.

"Brother Fang, why did you tell Xingling this?"

Ruan Xingling smiled sweetly.

The two walked out of the refiner, asked Ruan Dan to set up a banquet, and began to enjoy it.

"It's a pity...Brother Fang's array patterns are good, but they are too broken and incomplete...It is difficult to form a greater power."

Ruan Xingling sighed to herself while drinking the green bamboo wine.

"Well, I have some ideas... You have seen my golden dragon cut."

Fang Xi picked up the monster meat with chopsticks. This first-level monster from the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range was cooked by Chef Ling. The meat was pliable and elastic, and it had an indescribable flavor. It was really hard to stop.

"Combination magic weapon?!" Ruan Xingling's eyes lit up.

"Exactly... Unfortunately, the special pattern of the inheritance is too broken... I am trying to try some new combinations."

Fang Xi grabbed the wine glass and took a sip.

In fact, he was waiting for Qinglang to come into contact with the 'Xunfeng Lingwen'!
This is the key to truly upgrading the power of the magic weapon!
However, with a long lifespan, there is no need to rush this matter.

Anyway, Qinglang will always gradually improve and get in touch with the supreme inheritance of the Black Mountain tribe.

……

After the banquet, Fang Xi was slowly pacing back to the Peach Blossom Pavilion while secretly calculating.

"The power of the golden dragon scissors is average among low-grade spiritual weapons, and the future is a waste!"

"I'm also not used to scissors...it's time to refine a powerful handy weapon."

After all, the 'Aoki Longevity Kung Fu' is not good at fighting, so it can only enhance the strength of the cultivator from other aspects.

"It's just right, and then imprint the magic pattern and spirit pattern of the fragmented world on it...to make a high-quality spiritual weapon!"

"Considering the carrying capacity, there is still room to add other spirit patterns or even treasure patterns in the future... It is best to use third-level spirit wood materials!"

"Time to start paying attention."

The third-order spiritual wood is very precious and rare, but Fang Xi will need it sooner or later.

After all, his future alchemy will require at least this level of material to refine the magic weapon!
For immortal cultivators of the wood system, magic weapons are generally made of high-grade spirit wood as the main material.

Fang Xi thought so, just after entering Taohua Pavilion, she saw Wei Yixi rushing over, her eyes were red: "Uncle... my family is gone..."

Seeing this, Fang Xi couldn't help but remain silent.

Peach Blossom Island was also in Wandao Lake, and this time it was doomed, so he didn't pay much attention to it at all.

"What happened?"

He comforted a few words and asked.

"The Song family occupies the entire Wandao Lake, and then announced that it will select a casual repairer to build a foundation, support it as one of the seven great families of the Yue Kingdom, and lead the entire Wandao Lake... A letter has been sent to the entire Yue Kingdom a few days ago. If you haven’t confirmed your identity within a fixed period, it will be invalidated!”

Wang Xiaohu was beside him, his eyes were also red.

He just got the news that his mother was fine during the Demon Cultivation Rebellion, but many relatives and friends were affected and died terribly...

"As expected of the Song family, they have always acted domineeringly."

Fang Xi sighed with emotion, and immediately looked at the two of them: "What is a mere spiritual place? As long as the person is still there, there will always be a chance to get it back in the future..."

In fact, he felt that with the shrewdness of an immortal cultivator, no one would make trouble with a foundation cultivator for a peach blossom island.

Therefore, Wei Yixi was just worrying in vain.

"Even... If Xingling takes the opportunity to return to Wandao Lake this time... Maybe it will be supported by the Song family as the Seven Great Aristocratic Families of the Yue Kingdom, replacing the original position of the Zhong family, it can be said to reach the sky in one step..."

After all, Ruan Xingling is a native of Wandao Lake, and the cultivators of the islands are very well accepted.

'It's a pity...it's still a muddy water. '

To be cautious, Fang Xi decided to wait and see.

Anyway, he definitely wouldn't be in a hurry to go back, as for Ruan Xingling?
This woman is smart, so she probably won't be.

And even if Ruan Xingling made other choices, Fang Xi would not give up her principles for her sake.

……

Sancha Mountain.

This mountain is located a hundred miles east of Baize Xiancheng, and it has almost entered the range of Wanshou Mountain Range.

The ground nearby is bare, with only three abrupt peaks, which are very recognizable.

Moreover, there is absolutely no such thing as spiritual veins here, only some wild beasts have always been active.

On a certain day, a pitch-black mist rose up, enveloping the middle peak of Sancha Mountain.

Then, all kinds of concealed lights gathered here from all directions.

Here is the stronghold selected by the black market in recent times.

On this day, Fang Xi also covered her body and wore a bamboo hat, driving a cloud of black clouds to land at the entrance of the black market.

"This fellow Taoist... wants to enter the black market?"

The two masked Qi-refining late-stage cultivators guarding the entrance first swept away habitually, feeling the mana fluctuations on Fang Xi's body that had been suppressed to complete Qi-refining with the 'breathing technique', and their expressions became more solemn.

"Exactly!"

Fang Xi casually threw out a letter talisman, which was exactly the token he had bought from the Immortal City.

"Well, it's confirmed that it's correct, and please invite fellow daoists to enter... fighting martial arts is forbidden in the black market, and we don't recognize the authenticity of all goods when we go out..."

The cultivator on the left gave a reminder, and waved a mana.

The black mist dissipated, revealing a passage.

Fang Xi nodded, and strode into the passage.

This passage is very short, and it didn't take long to reach the end. It was a platform on the top of the mountain, and there were no buildings. All monks set up stalls like casual cultivators.

All kinds of monks who covered their heads and concealed their figures were few in number, wandering among the stalls.

Everything looks simple, but the items on the booth are all kinds of strange things.

All kinds of magic materials, magic tools, and even female cultivators... are all put on display for sale.

Many of them are 'forbidden objects' of Bai Ze Xiancheng!
But this is where the life force of the black market lies.

"The 'Blood Resentment Silk' made from boys and girls sacrificed in the cloudy year, the moon, the moon, the day and the cloudy day... This is the best material for making magic banners..."

"Ghostface jujube, only [-] spirit stones per piece, it's cheap..."

"Corpse refining, many, cheap and easy-to-use corpse refining..."

……

Fang Xi walked around casually, and saw many magical treasures and magic weapons.

The Three Kingdoms of Mu, Yue, and Wu are all righteous forces, and demonic cultivators and demonic forces are not allowed to appear on the surface.

However, it is said that in a country further south, there is a great sect of demons ruling the country, and the people under his command are turned into ants, confronting the major righteous sects of the Yuan Kingdom.

"Unfortunately... nothing catches the eye."

After shopping around, Fang Xi chose a few, and sold all the magical materials in Situ Jia's storage bag, and got more than 2000 spirit stones.

Then, he stopped in front of a booth selling exercises.

"Why... fellow daoists are also interested in my magical skills?"

The monk who set up the stall didn't wear a bamboo hat. He looked weird, with three braids on his head, and overlapping wrinkles on his face. He didn't look like a gentleman.

"I'm somewhat interested in secret arts..."

Fang Xi casually picked up a jade slip, and saw the incomplete formula in it - 'Hundred Illusions Technique', which is a secret technique to conceal body shape, change face, and even slightly modify mana breath.

"This secret technique is good, how much is it worth?"

"Two hundred spirit stones, the old man swears they are the original." The old man with three braids smiled and showed his yellow teeth: "This old man has all kinds of magic and secret arts..."

"Oh? I don't know if there is such a thing that consumes life?"

Fang Xi's eyes lit up, and she asked casually.

"This hobby, my guest, is really strange..." The old man was a little speechless: "Isn't it the purpose of cultivators of my generation to live forever and see forever?"

"The family happens to be cultivating dead men, so why not?" Fang Xi said with a hint of impatience in his voice.

(End of this chapter)