Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 528 Zhi Lao and the Golden Flame Stone

The red-faced old man followed Yang Qian not far behind. When he saw the two monsters getting up and approaching, he quickly took out a light yellow sign from his arms and wanted to order the two monsters to move away.

However, after he saw the scene just now, he was suddenly stunned on the spot.

After a moment, the red-faced old man seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Yang Gan again with a hint of awe.

The middle-aged Mazi didn't pay too much attention and didn't seem to notice anything strange.

But the soap-robed young man seemed to have discovered something. His eyes were fixed on Yang Gan's back. At that moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart and felt an inexplicable fear.

Yang Qian didn't care at all. He raised his legs and walked forward lightly. In a moment, he entered the house, took a glance, and raised his brows inadvertently.

This is an extremely simple room, only six or seven feet in size.

Although there were some shelf-like things placed around, they were all empty, not even a single item.

In the corner of the room, there is a staircase leading to the underground, and next to the staircase is a wooden chair.

There was an old woman sitting on the chair. Her complexion was sallow, her nose was sunken, and she looked quite haggard. She was dozing off slightly, as if she was completely unaware of the arrival of the guests.

"Old Zhi! Don't sleep, I've brought you a guest." The red-faced old man shouted a few words softly. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he felt a little embarrassed, then he took a few steps forward and came to the old woman's side. Call softly again.

"Guest! Where is the guest?" The old woman slowly opened her hazy eyes, looking like she was not yet fully awake. She raised her eyelids slightly and glanced at the people in the room.

The old woman's eyes swept over the middle-aged Mazi, paused for a moment, then turned to the soap-robed young man, and finally settled on Yang Qian, with a hint of caution in her eyes.

"I heard that your store has some special things, so I came here to take a look." After Yang Gan looked at the old woman who looked like the shopkeeper, he asked calmly. This person was obviously a body refiner, but he looked like He was so weak that he felt something strange.

"If the customer wants something special, you might as well talk about it. Our store specializes in purchasing extraordinary things and selling them to those who need them. Although I am just a body refiner, the old man in my family is the same as the customer. A monk in the late Nascent Soul stage! Whatever materials your Taoist friends want, just say it doesn’t matter, a small shop may be able to satisfy you.”

The old woman glanced at Yang Qian lightly, paused for a moment, and then showed a somewhat meaningful smile.

As soon as these words came out, the man in the soap robe, the pockmarked middle-aged man, and the red-faced old man all looked surprised. None of them had seen through Yang Qian's true cultivation. They didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary guest was actually a late-stage Nascent Soul. of monks.

"Can you see through my cultivation?" Yang Qian's pupils were condensed, but he still said with a calm expression.

"Old lady, I don't have that ability. It's just that a few years ago, my old man got a 'Lingjing Jade', so he could know the cultivation level of fellow Taoists." The old woman said with a smile, looking calm and calm.

"I see." Yang Qian nodded, his tone indifferent, and he didn't ask what the Spirit Appraisal Jade was, "I need some rare fire-attribute materials, as well as materials for puppet refining."

"Hey! There are really not many people who need this kind of material. However, we do have a few things in our store. I will get them for our customers right now." The old woman smiled even brighter, and then turned to the young man in soap robe, hearing that the demand was high. After taking out the spiritual tool, he just nodded lightly and did not show too much surprise.

Then, the old woman turned around and stomped up the stairs. She looked quite strong, which was a bit incompatible with her frail appearance.

Yang Gan watched the old woman go upstairs, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, he turned to look at the red-faced old man, with something strange in his tone:

"This person seems to be a body refiner of a relatively low level. I'm afraid he is rare in Sunset City."

“Senior’s words are right!

Zhi Lao was once a well-known high-level body refiner in our Sunset City. His cloud-piercing arrow was extremely prestigious, and countless monks could only dream of it!

But it is a pity that decades ago, Zhi Lao encountered an accident in the Tomb of the Sunset. He was poisoned by a strange poison, which made him have the physical body of a high-level body refiner, but he could not use any strength in his body. After coming out, I had no choice but to open such a shop in the city.

Fortunately, Zhi Lao's Taoist companion was a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage. Their love was as deep as the sea, so there were no difficulties on weekdays. "The red-faced old man nodded, showing some respect on his face.

"Oh, that's it!" After hearing this, Yang Qian's eyes flashed with clarity and he nodded gently.

Not long after, a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old slowly came downstairs. He had a unique hairstyle, and his braids looked full of energy.

The young man held two eye-catching spiritual tools firmly in his hands - a short knife with a cold light and a pair of gloves that exuded a faint aura.

"This is a high-end spiritual tool collected in the store. Mr. Zhi specially asked me to bring it to you." The boy with braided braids walked up to Hengyuan and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "If you are not satisfied, there are no other items in the store at present. The finished spiritual tool."

"High-level spiritual tools?!"

Hengyuan was startled, and looked at the middle-aged Mazi with some surprise. Overjoyed, he glanced back and forth at the two spiritual tools, and then picked up the short knife without hesitation and looked at it carefully.

Yang Qian also glanced at it with interest and nodded secretly. The quality of these two spiritual tools was indeed good.

Hengyuan sighed, slightly helplessly, and said:
"I only have enough spirit stones to buy one of them, so I'll buy this short knife first. I'll get the rest of the gloves when I have enough spirit stones." After saying that, he took out a small gray bag. He handed it to the boy with braids in front of him.

In Tianyuan territory, the price of high-level spiritual world is extremely expensive. Hengyuan has always been alone. Although he really likes these two high-quality spiritual tools, he doesn't have many spiritual stones at all, so he can only think of other ways.

After a while, Hengyuan greeted the middle-aged Mazi and walked directly outside the store. Before leaving, Hengyuan glanced at Yang Qian inadvertently, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, as if he wanted to talk, but in the end he still said He left without saying anything.

Yang Qian didn't care about this. He followed the back of the boy with braided braids as he went upstairs and said thoughtfully:

"In this shop, even high-end spiritual tools are sold. This fellow Daoist Zhi seems to be not only a body refiner, but also a rare spiritual tool master?"

"Senior's guess is correct. In addition to being a body refiner, Zhi Lao is indeed a spiritual tool master. However, since she was poisoned, she can no longer refine spiritual tools."

The red-faced old man smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to open his mouth to continue telling some news about the old woman in the shop, he saw Yang Qian's eyebrows raised slightly and a strange look appeared on his face.

Seeing this scene, the red-faced old man suddenly felt doubtful. Before he could ask, a low beast roar suddenly came from outside, followed by a cold scolding: "Beast, you are seeking death!"

Suddenly, two dull bangs echoed in the air, as if something heavy hit the ground hard.

Yang Gan's expression remained normal, but the red-faced old man turned around suddenly, his eyes filled with surprise.

From outside the gate, two figures slowly walked in leisurely.

The two monsters at the door were unable to move with their backs facing the ground.

The red-faced old man was startled at first, but then he noticed the low whimpers coming from the mouths of the two monsters, and the tension in his heart eased slightly, and he breathed a silent sigh of relief.

However, he still looked at the two monks who walked in warily, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

A pair of male and female monks came in.

The man and woman are both young. The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful. It is no exaggeration to describe them as a golden boy and a beautiful girl.

What's even more striking is that the magic power emanating from them is powerful and stable. They are obviously monks in the middle stage of pill formation, even a little higher than the red-faced old man.

With Yang Qian's eyes, he could naturally see through the two people's bones at a glance. They looked like they were really young. However, after just a faint glance, he lost interest in them.

After all, in the spiritual world, spiritual energy is dense and dense, and high-level spiritual stones and rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures are everywhere. It is naturally much easier for monks to build foundations and form pills than in the human world.

There is even a rumor that a proud man among the human race condenses a Nascent Soul at the age of eighty. This rumor spreads widely in the three realms of the human race.

Therefore, although the two people in front of him have good cultivation at a young age, in Yang Qian's view, it is not too surprising.

"Are you the shopkeeper here?" The man saw Yang Qian and the red-faced old man at a glance. After scanning the two of them with his spiritual mind, he found that the red-faced old man was only at the early stage of pill formation, so he immediately asked.

In his words, he couldn't hide a trace of pride on his face.

As for Yang Qian, he was wearing a spiritual ring on his hand and had no mana fluctuations on his body. He was mixed with the red-faced old man. In the eyes of the young man, he was obviously a low-level body refiner. With this young man He was so proud that he didn't even bother to ask.

"No, I'm just here to accompany the guests to buy things."

The red-faced old man frowned when he heard this. He was very uncomfortable with the young man's arrogant tone. However, looking at the clothes and demeanor of the man and woman in front of him, it was obvious that they were people with great backgrounds and extraordinary backgrounds. Although he was afraid, he still answered like this. .

"Guest? Where is the shopkeeper of Cangmang Pavilion?" The young man snorted, raised his chin slightly, and asked with a hint of arrogance.

"Old man Zhi has gone up to get something. You two fellow Taoists can wait for a while." The red-faced old man responded calmly.

"Junior sister Lu, it's okay to wait for a moment, right?" The young man ignored the red-faced old man, but turned his head and said to the young female cultivator beside him in a gentle tone.

"It doesn't matter. I guess my ancestors are discussing something with the master now. We don't have to rush over to disturb them. But, is there really what I'm looking for in this shop?" The beautiful woman's beautiful eyes were flowing, and she was obviously also interested in it. The empty shelves around this store made me a little curious.

"I have heard of the name of this place before, but this is the first time I have visited this store. According to a friend of mine, there are many strange things hidden in this store. Even if I can't find what my junior sister wants, Come and see a thing or two, it’s a worthwhile trip.”

The young man had a kind smile on his face and a somewhat flattering tone in his tone.

"Since Senior Brother Qian praised him so highly, I must take a look at it." Upon hearing this, the young woman immediately opened her red lips with a smile.

The red-faced old man couldn't help but frowned when he saw the arrogant looks of the young men and women.

But when he silently glanced at Yang Qian, who looked indifferent, he felt much more at ease.

With this senior in the late Yuanying stage here, there is no need to worry. In Sunset City, there are people who have surpassed the late Yuanying level, but the number is not large.

It's impossible to think of it as such a coincidence. The young man and woman who came to the store have a backer who far surpasses Yuan Ying's later cultivation level, right?
What's more, this is Zhi Lao's shop, and even ordinary cultivators will give him some bad treatment because of Zhi Lao, a Taoist monk who has also reached the late Nascent Soul stage.

Steady footsteps were heard on the stairs. Old Zhi held two brocade boxes, one large and one small, and walked down the stairs slowly.

"What, another guest is here? Hey! My gatekeeper was injured by you." When Zhi Lao's eyes touched the pair of male and female monks, he was slightly startled, but then he glanced away, his face changed. It sank suddenly again.

"Don't worry! I just taught them a little lesson and didn't really hurt their lives.

Junior Sister Lu is a descendant of Senior Huang Liang. If your guard beast really disturbs her, I'm afraid you can't afford the punishment! "The young monk seemed to know the origin of Zhi Lao in the shop. He didn't move, but said with a smile.

"Descendants of Huang Liang Lingjun! Let's forget it this time, just wait a moment!" Hearing what the young man said, Mr. Zhi's face changed slightly, but he immediately nodded as usual.

Then, as if the old woman didn't want to say anything more to the couple, she walked up to Yang Gan and handed over the brocade box in her hand.

After the red-faced old man heard this, he was even more stunned. He swallowed unconsciously, lowered his head pretending to be nonchalant, and said nothing.

Yang Gan stood there, staring at the old woman in front of him. His eyelids drooped, and he did not immediately reach out to pick it up. Instead, he asked with a flash of his eyes:

"Shopkeeper Zhi, what a rare thing is in the box. Why don't you introduce it to me first?"

The old woman responded calmly:

"One of them is a rare material called golden flame stone. It is said to be an excellent choice for refining fire-attribute treasures. It must be able to meet your requirements. As for the other one, I don't know its true identity, but according to what my old man said It seems to be a material for refining some kind of puppet, and it needs your personal appreciation."

After saying this, the shopkeeper of Cangmang Pavilion lightly opened the lid of one of the brocade boxes, revealing a pale silver stone the size of a fist.

(End of this chapter)