Xianlu Spring and Autumn

After searching for so long, although he only saw a talisman left by Taoist Yuelong, Ye Bai's heart was already surging.

The short and fat old man kept staring at Ye Bai, suppressing the emotions deep in his eyes, his eyes flickered.

After suppressing his ups and downs, Ye Bai's thoughts turned. The high-level talisman records of the Taiyi Sect were never circulated or sold, not to mention the precious talisman of the town character. Old people like Taoist Yuelong have always adhered to it This rule, what happened to make this talisman fall into the hands of others?

Or, he is already dead, and this talisman was snatched by the other party?

Ye Bai's expression became complicated, and he immediately asked: "Who drew this talisman, and where is this person now?"

"These two issues don't seem to be within our deal."

The short and fat old man said lightly, showing a bit of coercion.

When Ye Bai heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he suppressed his emotions, and said in a calm voice: "This person is old with me, and I hope fellow Taoists can tell him where he is going."

"I don't know!"

The chunky old man still said lightly.

Ye Bai's face darkened, he stared into the other person's eyes, and said in a low voice, "This person—couldn't have been killed by fellow Taoist?"

After the words fell, a cold aura suddenly emanated from Ye Bai's body, attacking him like needles in cotton.

The short and fat old man also has a state in the late stage of Lichen, and his mana breath is stronger than that of Ye Bai. When he sensed Ye Bai's breath, he quickly released his own breath to fight back, and at the same time snorted coldly: "What do you want to do, Your Excellency? ?This is the Fairy City of Salt Lake, and any foreign monks are not allowed to make trouble here. If there is any disturbance, the seniors of the City Lord's Mansion will be able to detect it. If you plan to do something to me, I will keep you out of the Fairy City of Salt Lake. Don't forget How many monks know that you walked into my cave!"

"The one who draws the symbol is a person—has he been killed by you?"

Ye Bai didn't care about the other party's words at all, he almost gritted his teeth and repeated it word by word.

As soon as the words fell, destruction, rebirth, and love floated up on his body.The aura of the three-heart runner, the gaze of the two eyes, so gloomy that water drips out, the murderous intent rises, like a ferocious beast on the verge of rage!

"Three-heart wheel?"

The chunky old man opened his eyes.

whoosh-

The moment the other party was shocked, Ye Bai had already shot with lightning, but it was not Mo Ying's Fury.Instead, shooting out several fingers will block the opponent's primordial mana.

The two are very close, only two arms' length away, this trick.It should have been a sure thing.

But the reaction of the short and fat old man was so fast that he woke up with a shock and flicked his fingertips.He shot out the number of Jinyuan Qimang, and blasted towards Ye Bai's attacking fingerlight.

at the same time.The person flew backwards and flew out.

After flying out, he clapped his hands continuously, and a golden palm print blasted over.

Ye Bai tapped again with his fingertips.

……

bang bang bang-

There was a sound of explosion.The cave mansion shook violently, and dust flew up.

After the dust subsided, Ye Bai was already standing at the door, looking at him coldly, while the short and fat old man retreated to the edge of the wall, with a golden light circulating around him, and the defensive means had been activated.

"Boy, don't mess around, this is the Fairy City of Salt Lake!"

The chunky old man said sullenly, and his anger was also aroused.

"I don't know if your Excellency believes that before your so-called Salt Lake guards arrive, I will definitely be able to kill you!"

Ye Bai looked icy cold.

After experiencing the dark days of arresting ghost cultivators in Shuangjingyuan, he acted more decisively.

"Boy, what big talk are you talking about? The three-heart wheel-turning magic power is nothing special. There is a guy who knows it in Jiuqu Huangdu. I am not talented. Although he is not as good as him, it is not enough before the guards of the salt lake arrive. , I was killed by you!"

The squat monk was also tough.

Hearing this, Ye Bai snorted coldly, grabbed the sky, took out the black smoke cloud and said, "If you're talking about the guy who likes to walk around on this cloud, I'm afraid you will be disappointed, compared to me, He's a little bit worse."

As soon as this cloud was born, the squat monk was suddenly dumbfounded.

"Liu Su...was killed by you?"

There was a look of shake in the squat monk's eyes. This ghost cultivator named Liu Su obviously had a high status in his heart, and it was not as dismissive as he said.

"Can you speak now, Your Excellency?"

Ye Bai shouted coldly, and put away the black smoke cloud.

"Even if you can kill Liu Su, can you still compete against the seniors of the Starry Sky Stage?"

The chunky monk looked solemn and cold.

"Maybe, maybe not, but your Excellency must not see it!"

Ye Bai's complexion didn't change a bit, his eyes were firm and cold.

"Crazy, crazy, how could this old man provoke such a crazy!"

When the chunky monk heard the words, his face turned black from depression, and he cursed in his heart.

Ye Bai regained his breath and walked over step by step, the sound of his footsteps was like thunder, following the rhythm of the opponent's heartbeat.

"Fellow Daoist!"

The chunky monk seemed to feel the madness and recklessness in Ye Bai's bones, and finally waved his hand, and said with a wry smile: "Fellow Daoist seems to have misunderstood me. I bought this talisman from a monk. As for I don't know if he is a talisman painter or where he is now, but I definitely didn't kill him."

Seeing the other party let go, Ye Bai's expression softened a little, he stopped, and asked, "Is this person a flesh and blood cultivator, or a ghost cultivator, what does he look like?"

"It's a flesh and blood monk."

The short and fat monk quickly replied, before the words fell, he pointed his finger into the void, and a mirror of vitality appeared.

"It really is a teacher!"

Ye Bai's eyes lit up, and his heart was filled with joy.

"No, he won't sell this talisman for the fairy stone. How did you get this talisman from him?"

With a thought in his mind, Ye Bai asked again, the coldness in his eyes reappeared.

"Fellow Daoist, don't misunderstand!"

The chunky monk quickly waved his hands and said, "I never said that we traded with immortal stones. He exchanged three of these talisman records from me for the method of transforming souls into ghosts."

"A way for the soul to transfer to the ghost realm?"

Ye Bai was stunned again.A thoughtful look lit up in his eyes.

From this sentence, Ye Bai heard at least two things. First, Taoist Yuelong has opened the psychic pupil. means of space.If you never get a lot of fairy stones to buy, then it is very likely that you got it by chance.

Second, Taoist Yuelong must have encountered the soul of a very important monk, so he needed to switch to the ghost way.

This person—who could it be?

Lightning flashed in Ye Bai's eyes.

"Who did he exchange for the method of switching to the ghost way?"

Ye Bai asked again.

The chunky monk said helplessly: "I don't know about it. This kind of thing has nothing to do with me. I don't need to inquire about it."

Ye Bai nodded slightly, the reason is this, the other party really doesn't need to inquire.

"How many years ago did this happen, and where did it happen?"

Ye Bai asked again.

The chunky monk thought for a while and said, "About 3000 years ago, I don't remember clearly. The place where it happened was not far from a place where ghost cultivators were entrenched. That place was called Wanluoyuan."

More than 3000 years ago?Wasn't it the time when Bi Lanshan was slaughtered?Could it be that the soul the teacher saw was a disciple who died in Bilan Mountain?who is it?Is it Wan Qing or Bi Ren?Or someone else?

Ye Bai felt in his heart.There was a sudden wave, and of course there was no clue, everything can only be revealed when Taoist Yuelong is found.

"Where is Wan Luoyuan? I don't remember such a place among the [-] forces of Huangquan."

Ye Bai calmed down.

The chunky monk said: "In addition to the [-] forces in the Yellow Springs, there are also some casual cultivators occupying the precious land of Lingshan. Wan Luoyuan is the place occupied by a monk named Huamu, who is a master of ghosts. Monk."

Ye Bai said: "What realm does this person have?"

The chunky monk said: "It is said that it is the early days of the starry sky, but I have not seen him with my own eyes."

Ye Bai nodded slightly, thinking to himself that the soul Taoist Yuelong met was snatched from this person?It is impossible for Taoist Yuelong to already have such strength, perhaps he saw it by accident near his lair.But where is Taoist Yuelong now?Could it be near this place called Wanluoyuan?

More than 3000 years is enough for a monk to disappear without a trace, but it is finally a clue, so Ye Bai decided to take a look.

"Where is Wan Luoyuan? Mark it for me on the map!"

Ye Bai tapped his fingertips, and in the void of the cave between the two of them, a huge map of the Underworld Realm appeared like a water curtain.

The chunky monk swept slightly, then pointed out and shot somewhere.

This place is not in the same direction as Hongchentian and Yinsi City that Ye Bai is going to, but it is not too far away. It takes about four or fifty years to travel from Yanhu Fairy City to Wanluoyuan at the speed of Wuyanyun.

Ye Bai remembered it in his heart, thought about it carefully, and had nothing else to ask, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

The chunky monk looked relieved.

Ye Bai turned around again and asked, "How do you sell this talisman?"

The talismans leaked from the Taiyi Gate must of course be taken back.

The squat monk's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly stretched out two fingers. Just as he was about to make an offer, he struggled again and said, "A piece of 100 million immortal stones really can't be lowered!"

Good guy!

Ye Bai praised it in his heart, he never thought that this town character talisman would be sold so expensive.

"One million, I bought it, but please swear, what you just said is not false!"

After Ye Bai finished speaking, he directly took out the immortal stone.

The chunky monk didn't expect Ye Bai to be so forthright, his face was happy, and it seemed that he was not lying, so he nodded and said, "No problem."

After speaking, the oath was made.

Pay with one hand, deliver with one hand, and the transaction is completed.

Ye Bai's eyes flashed, and he asked again: "How about two more?"

Hearing the words, the chunky monk suddenly became a little embarrassed, and said, "Fellow Daoist, one of them has already been sold, and the other one is for me to keep for myself..."

Ye Bai nodded slightly. Since Taoist Yuelong sold to others, Ye Bai didn't take it too seriously, and didn't ask for it any more. He said in a deep voice, "Open the restriction, our transaction is over." (To be continued~^~ )