True Immortal of Tianhe

Chapter 150
The True Eye of Black Water is a spell recorded in the "True Method of Transforming Black Water".

When this spell is activated, the eyes glow with a faint aura, and the black water magic is condensed in the eyes. It has the effect of breaking delusions and exploring, and is extremely powerful!
Back in Cold Moon Valley, the demon cultivator Fei Mo fled in a panic during the middle stage of foundation building, and used the Blood Shadow Technique to divide countless Blood Shadow clones.

Zhao Xun activated this method, broke the Blood Shadow Technique, and found Fei Mo's true body among thousands of blood shadows. If it weren't for Luo Daoren, a traitor, Fei Mo would have been killed by him in Hanyue Valley. How would there be a chance? Jumping around in the colorful mountains.

The blood shadow clones differentiated by the blood shadow method are also an illusion in a sense.

The dark book page in front of him seemed to contain some kind of effect similar to that of "a divine object making itself dirty". When Heishui's True Eye took a look at it, it immediately revealed its true form.

It was a golden seal engraved with thousands of tiny golden words that were as small as gnats. Each word bloomed with wisps of divine light, which was extremely astonishing.

Take a quick look.

Zhao Xun did not understand the words in the gold seal. It was not that he did not understand, but that he did not recognize the words on the gold seal at all.

This kind of hieroglyphic writing is very obscure and difficult to understand.

It is neither a commonly used text in the current world of immortality, nor is it some of the demonic and magic texts that Zhao Xun has seen.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, the stall owner's urging voice rang out, but this also made him determined to buy this thing and understand the contents of the gold seal.

"This... wrap this up too, and I also want this bottle of fire marrow!"

After glancing at the stall owner, Zhao Xun picked up a few things, seemingly a little entangled, and finally picked up the dark book page.

He didn't buy it randomly. Apart from some sundries to cover his eyes, a bottle of fire marrow caught his attention.

Fire marrow is one of the main materials for refining Thunder Fire Golden Elixir. Older fire marrow is very rare and expensive.

The bottle of fire marrow in front of him was hundreds of years old. Zhao Xun did not expect to find fire marrow of this age on a stall in this dark market. What a pleasant surprise!

The stall owner glanced at the few things in Zhao Xun's hand casually, not caring about the dark pages at all, and only stayed on the fire marrow for a moment.

"This bottle of fire marrow is as old as 500 years old. It costs you five thousand spiritual stones. Other things are not worth much. I'll sell you one thousand spiritual stones! Of course, if you have the elixir, I can give you a cheaper price." "

The price is fair.

If you go to a big store like Wanyao Pavilion or Lingbao Tower to buy 500-year-old fire marrow, it will cost at least eight or nine thousand spiritual stones.

This is also a common point in the dark market. Although the origin of the items is a bit shady and it is difficult to maintain their authenticity, the prices are really cheap!

In this regard, Zhao Xun did not negotiate the price, directly threw down the six thousand spirit stones and took the things away.

Such a bold behavior naturally caused the stall owner's eyes to flicker. He stood up and hesitated for a moment, but finally sat back down.

Six thousand spiritual stones is an unimaginable amount of money for a monk in the Qi training stage.

But it is nothing to a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Each Foundation Establishment cultivator has a net worth of tens of thousands at least. However, Zhao Xun's action of not taking the spirit stone seriously made this suspected tribulation cultivator. The stall owner suddenly became greedy.

However, the foundation builder who can hang out in the dark market all year round is also a fool.

Zhao Xun's behavior is either that of a newbie, or that he is confident.

But how could a foundation-building monk be a fledgling?

Obviously, Zhao Xun belongs to the second type.

"It should be a disciple of a certain Great Immortal Sect..." Recalling the surging mana on that person just now, the stall owner shuddered and was filled with fear.

If I hadn't restrained my greed just now, I'm afraid I would have...

far away.

Zhao Xun stopped and looked back in surprise.

"It's a pity that I didn't catch up..."

He muttered a few words in a low voice, walked through the crowd with some regret, and soon disappeared.

Although Zhao Xun's muttering was small, the stall owner was also a monk in the foundation building stage. How could he not hear it? Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, as if a thousand kilograms of stone had fallen, and he felt vaguely like he had escaped disaster.

……

The dark market is huge.After all, it is one of the largest black markets at the junction of Tiannan Continent and Manhuang Continent. A large number of monks from both continents are entrenched here, creating a huge size of the dark market.

The scattered stalls took Zhao Xun a long time to browse before he managed to finish the entire dark market.

Although he did not find any more precious treasures like fire marrow, the various strange things in the dark market opened his eyes and made him feel that his trip was worthwhile.

In fact, Zhao Xun just came here to kill time because he felt it was too boring to wait for Yi Yun to refine the spiritual weapon in Mucang City, but he didn't expect that the rewards would be huge.

"what?"

A group of monks in black robes walked by. Zhao Xun's heart moved. He turned his head calmly and narrowed his eyes to look at this group of people.

At that moment, he was keenly aware of a wisp of demonic energy.

Although these monks were covered in black robes and covered with something that concealed their aura, Zhao Xun's spiritual consciousness was so powerful that he knew the identities of these people in an instant.

"Magic repair..."

Touching his chin, Zhao Xun turned his steps, transformed into black mist and blended into the darkness to follow.

The composition of the monks in the dark market was complex, so it was not unexpected to encounter the demon cultivator Zhao Xun, but what made him curious was that these demon cultivators actually appeared in groups, vaguely protecting the demon cultivator wearing a bamboo hat in the middle.

This made him immediately realize that something was wrong.

Demonic cultivators, evil cultivators, and calamity cultivators are all basically lone wolves. Their selfish characteristics make it difficult for these groups of monks to trust others.

In a situation like this where seven or eight demon cultivators appear together, there is only one possibility——

Demonic sect!

"Could he be a disciple of the Blood Barbarian Demon Sect?"

Hanging far behind, seeing these people walking hurriedly towards the exit of the dark market, Zhao Xun thought for a moment, and then followed them.

The purpose of coming to the dark market has been achieved.

It was extremely lucky to get that golden seal. Even if he didn't follow these demon cultivators, he would have planned to leave here and return to Mucang City.

The entrances and exits of the dark market extend in all directions. There are three entrances in Mucang City, and there are as many as a dozen exits.

Zhao Xun followed all the way and soon left the dark market.

His body turned into black mist, which was very concealing under the night. He walked forward for half an hour without the demon cultivator in front of him noticing at all.

"Huh? Something's wrong!"

After continuing to move forward for a while, Zhao Xun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly saw the figures of the seven demon cultivators in front of him suddenly shattering, and immediately a hazy fog covered the sky.

Soon, this wilderness was covered by fog, making it difficult to see the direction.

"Boom" "Boom"

Several sounds of clothes breaking through the air were heard, accompanied by the weird laughter of "Jie Jie", and dozens of black shadows with long tails came towards them.

If you look closely, you will see that these black figures are very strange. They have bleak human faces, and their bodies are made of all kinds of resentment, demonic energy, and evil spirits. They have open mouths full of sharp jagged teeth, and their eyes are scarlet, as if they are crazy!
"What the hell is this!"

Zhao Xun was startled by these black shadows, but his reaction was not slow at all. The moment the fog lifted, he had already activated his magic power to form a shield of black mist around his body.

It exploded with a banging sound.

Dozens of black shadows hit the black mist shield, and were immediately offset by the soft power above. Countless mist-like resentments and evil spirits erupted.

Zhao Xun frowned slightly and pushed with his backhand.

A big hand that covered the sky formed by the magic power of black water appeared in front of him. With a sudden slap, the mist filled the air and the surrounding mist surged violently. It was shattered by this palm and disappeared into thin air.

"Jie Jie, Taoist friends are powerful! I just don't know what your purpose is for sneaking behind us?!"

Seven demon cultivators in black robes stood in different directions, trapping Zhao Xun in the middle. The first one, the foundation-building demon cultivator, sneered twice and held a ball of green flame in his hand.

(End of this chapter)