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What secret is hidden in Chapter 82? (First order required)

He didn't say anything speculative, but Hei Xiayi knew deep down in his heart that this bad guy who was in debt came to the door to raise an army to hold him accountable.

Want to find the person who removed the divine poison and ruined his business.

Fortunately, Xu Yuanchang was so secretive and tight-lipped that even a few of them didn't pay attention to how he was doing it. Moreover, with his poor cultivation, even if he told Jiang Tangtang, he wouldn't arouse the other party's suspicion.

"Jiangtangtang, please go back. Be careful when walking at night and don't bump into each other."

"There's no rush. I haven't seen Senior Sister Hei for many years. Let's catch up on old times and talk for a while. By the way, why don't you see the expert you hired to diagnose and treat divine Gu? Please come out and let Jiang open his eyes."

Jiang Tangtang was joking, and the last sentence was to ask shopkeeper Jin.

He used his spiritual consciousness to unscrupulously move the entire old Jinji store into the yard and scanned them all, only to find that there was still fresh vomit and filth remaining in the west wing of the front yard.

Hei Xiayi took the lead and said: "The master was afraid of being viciously plotted by you, so he cured the patient and left quickly while the night was dark."

Shopkeeper Jin nodded repeatedly and said with an apologetic smile: "I'm leaving, I can't keep you."

He is not a fool, and he will not be intimidated by Young Master Jiang.

I just don't want to get into trouble.

Jiang Tangtang glanced at a few people. He couldn't go too far when it came to others, so he shook his head and walked out.

"It's a pity that I'm a little late, but 'the passing wind leaves a trace, and the passing geese leave a sound'. If you check the monks from the second and third floors who have been to Jietian City tonight, you can always find some clues. What kind of bird master is that? Mind your own business, let me lose one of my men, and wish you luck."

He walked straight out of the courtyard without saying goodbye to anyone.

The Taoist priest in black followed him out, staying five feet away.

Hei Xiayi said loudly: "Lao Jin, don't spare those crystal stones, activate the protective formation of the entire Jifei Alley, let him check it, let's send a message to the master, you must not hide from the God of Plague these days. His whereabouts were revealed."

Jin Buhuan understood that he was talking to Jiang Tangtang who had not gone far yet, so he cooperated and agreed.

Jiang Tangtang walked out of the alley and whispered to himself: "He really ran away. These are the only people in the entire Jifei Alley. There is no expert from outside hiding. It's strange. Who could it be?"

He didn't even think about the Xu Yuanchang he had just swept up. His cultivation was so low that he deserved it.

The Taoist priest in black turned a deaf ear. He only needed to protect Jiang Tangtang from death.

Any ridiculous behavior Jiang Tangtang does has nothing to do with him.

The heart of the sword was tempered in the furnace of the mortal world, and good and evil, right and wrong, were like smoke and clouds. What he cultivated was that one sword leads to the great road.

On the first day of September, Jietian City’s black market opened.

Xu Yuanchang went out alone with a bamboo box on his back and walked out of Jifei Alley leisurely.

He didn't go to see Bai Xiayi to say hello. Yesterday, the boss told him to let him do what he wanted.

When we were in Qingping City, everyone got along well with each other. The boss of Sanzhonglou had no airs at all, and was occasionally teased to his face by Qianmian and Bajiao who were seeking death.

Shi Wangchen needed to rest for a while and could not go out wandering around with him. He summoned another brother, Lao Qi, to take care of him.

Qi Zaixing met at the east gate of the city. The two of them were dressed in black clothes and masks, dressed like Jie cultivators. They were chatting and laughing as the scattered groups of monks dressed like this walked towards a building twenty miles away. Run to the manor.

Jinji old store, inside Juyi Hall.

Hei Xiayi, Qi Xingshan, and Lei Gongchong sat around drinking tea and chatting.

Jin Buhuan walked in from the outside, holding two communication talismans in his hand, and said: "I just received the message that Mr. Jiang Si and Uncle Tai have left Jietian City and gone north in Zhuyue. The woman in yellow who was with them yesterday is nowhere to be seen. .”

"Let him be. He has an eccentric temperament, is cold and ruthless, and won't fight for his subordinates for too long."

Hei Xiayi didn't pay much attention to the movements of the young master Jiang Tangtang.

That bad guy is unscrupulous and won't touch the demon hunter easily. Yesterday, he had a verbal conflict with Qianmian and asked his subordinates to secretly cast a magic spell. Unexpectedly, Qian Mian was the demon hunter who was among the casual cultivators. Later, he simply refused to admit it. ,road:

"Uncle Tai works as a guard for Jiang Tangtang every month. It's unbelievable. Could it be that practicing swordsmanship has made your brain stupid?"

No one echoed this topic.

Taishu Zhuyue is a very powerful swordsman. He has been famous for nearly a century and has gained such a great reputation with his shuriken.

It is said that he once fought against a master of the Golden Core Realm of the Fourth Level Building with three moves, but was seriously injured but escaped completely.

I don’t know if it’s true or not, but it’s said that there are noses and eyes.

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In the black market of Dongjiao Manor.

Xu Yuanchang and Lao Qi walked away separately, each with their own needs. There were many roadside stalls, and the treasures and fakes were dizzying.

After wandering around for two hours, Xu Yuanchang selected hundreds of useful blank talisman papers and various cheap books, almost filling the bamboo box, and also found a complete "Preliminary Solution to Magic". It only cost a few spiritual coins to complete the incomplete "Rain Calling Technique". Taoist Master Yanshan interpreted the fortune and said that he would have a double happiness within three days, which made him quite hopeful.

No one is rich without windfall, so God can rain down treasures on him.

Crouching on the ground and reading a book, Xu Yuanchang suddenly realized that he was being spied on, and he turned around to look.

A few steps away, two people smiled at him. Although their faces were covered, they looked at each other and recognized them as Yin Quan and Lan Yinger, who had disappeared for a year.

"You... finally showed up. Let's go and talk outside."

Xu Yuanchang put the book back in his hand and stood up with a smile.

Yin Quan looked at his younger brother who was becoming more gentle and calm, smiled happily, and said: "We came to Jietian City in September last year, set up a courtyard, hired housekeepers and maids to take care of daily chores, and rarely went out until recently. Walking around Qingyi Garden, Junior Brother Xu has made great progress in his cultivation."

Lan Ying'er didn't say much, and followed the two of them out of the manor, stopping under a nearby tree.

Xu Yuanchang asked: "When will we return to Qingping City? How about we come together this time?"

Yin Quan felt a little arrogant in his heart and rejected his junior brother's kindness: "Don't worry, it won't be too late to return to Qingping City after we recover our cultivation. You don't have to wait for us."

After a year of living in seclusion and quiet, the two of them were somewhat reluctant to leave.

There is no calculation of swords and shadows, no danger of bloody battles, the changing of seasons and the rapid changes make them experience the long-lost plainness.

My mood improved unexpectedly, and the joy was beyond words.

If it weren't for the fact that their cultivation resources couldn't be maintained for too long, they would have continued to be indifferent to the world.

Lan Ying'er suggested: "Let's invite Junior Brother Xu to have a drink in the city, and then come to the black market tomorrow. The stalls inside are changing at any time, so don't rush for a day."

"Yes, long time no see, let's have a nice chat."

Yin Quan smiled and agreed. He was very quiet and thought about it. He was actually a lively person.

There was sudden commotion in the manor, and a group of people were discussing a certain treasure.

"Good fellow, the stall selling raw jade has a 'Purple Qi Chaoyang Jade', which is worth at least eight hundred spirit coins. Let's go and have a look first, and then return to the city later."

Yin Quan said and ran towards the manor first.

Lan Ying'er didn't like the excitement very much. Seeing that Junior Brother Xu had no objection, she followed him through the door again.

The stalls selling raw jade were already crowded on both the inside and outside. From time to time, people took out ten or twenty spiritual coins to buy fist-sized stones, betting on a small heartbeat to make a big gain.

Xu Yuanchang heard the exclamations of the spirit jade being opened from time to time, as well as the exaggerated tone of the two stall owners.

He felt that this scene seemed familiar to him in his previous life, and there might be a lot of shills in it.

He was too lazy to squeeze in, so he asked the frowning Lan Ying'er to wander around the few stalls outside, and wait for Yin Quan, who was already crowded out of sight.

"Sir, please squat down and touch a few items in the stall on the ground. I feel a different wooden aura."

Liu Xianfeng, who was hiding in the red willow branches in the bamboo box, said the message.

Xiaoshu Mei, who had an identity and two treasures, thought he could stand out, but he didn't know that even an old Jianghu like Shi Wangchen was plotted in the city and almost lost his life.

Liu Xianfeng was so frightened that she decided to be a low-key tree charm based on her ability. It was too dangerous to show her face.

Xu Yuanchang glanced at the simple stall in front of him, only seven or eight scattered items were placed.

He knelt down quietly and inspected everything with his hands.

Finally, I picked up a tree stick of varying thicknesses that was more than two feet long. It was no more than two inches long at first, and there was a knot growing on it. The bark was dark and rough, and the trunk was slightly twisted. It had long since dried up and lost its vitality. It was heavy and heavy. , asked: "What is the price of this spiritual wood material?"

Using spiritual vision, one can see that the broken section of the small tree stick has a light emission, and it is not ordinary wood.

The stall owner stared at it and made a gesture: "Sixty spirit coins, no two prices."

Xu Yuanchang made a show of putting down the tree stick and casually bargained: "This broken wood is useless. If you dig out the burrs, how much can be left? It is being sold as a magic weapon. It is worth thirty spiritual coins at most. You are asking for an arbitrary price."

"Deal, deal."

The stall owner was afraid that the half-understood and ignorant customers would leave, so he hurriedly said.

If you can make money, you will count it. It is hard to take advantage of someone who is taken advantage of. Today's casual cultivators are all monkeys and monkeys.

Then Xu Yuanchang had a soul material in his hand that was too short to be used as a crutch and too twisted to be used as a rolling pin. He didn't see what was good about this stick. What was the secret behind it?
As long as Xiao Shumei likes it.

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(End of this chapter)