Heavenly God Mnemonic

Fatty Pan took the two of them through the city for a while, and walked into a huge house.

It's not where Pan Fatty went in last time.

But on the stone pier next to the house, Yang Qingxuan still found the commonly used signs of the exchange. They were different from the last time they saw it. It seemed that each sign contained different meanings.

Fatty Pan took out two sets of black gold silk robes and gave them to them, saying: "I know you have your own passes, but each pass has a subtle mark. Although the guests will not recognize each other, but the exchange The person is very accurate and can locate who you are."

Both Yang Qingxuan and Lance were shocked, their faces changed slightly, this exchange was indeed famous.

Pan Fatty smiled and said: "There are very few people who know this secret. In fact, the exchange does not do anything to customers, but it is easy to manage and some occasional needs."

Yang Qingxuan said: "I understand that it doesn't matter when you don't need to target guests. But once you need to target, you can make precise strikes."

Fatty Pan smiled bitterly: "That's probably it. After all, in order to survive and sustain the exchange, it must master some ‘power’, and this information is also one of the ‘powers’.”

The three put on their robes, and under the leadership of the fat man, they entered the courtyard.

The courtyard is not spacious, but after passing the inspection, when you enter the main hall, it is a huge mustard space with at least hundreds of people coming and going.

Everyone wears the same clothes, even the stall owners who are sitting on both sides of the stalls wear the same clothes.

This is a dark trading place, no one wants to reveal their face, most of the things traded are not visible to the light.

Yang Qingxuan saw some artifacts and objects from twenty-four shops in several stalls. If this thing were sold in the normal market, it would be immediately traced.

In fact, in this trading floor, there are quite a few people from twenty-four companies, but the rules of the exchange are at best secretly investigated, and they dare not pursue it directly.

"Everyone, everybody."

Suddenly a voice rang in the hall, and hundreds of people fell silent and looked over at once.

At the front end of the trading floor, stood a man in a green robe with a dead skin mask on his face, followed by eight warriors with the same mask.

Only the personnel of the exchange do not wear gowns, they are all masks.

Pan Fatty shook suddenly, staring at the man in the green robe mask, and said in a deep voice, "What the **** is he doing?"

Yang Qingxuan asked in a low voice, "Does this person have any problems?"

Fatty Pan thought for a while, and said, "In addition to the most mysterious treasurer, the exchange has four principals, called the four masters of'spring, summer, autumn, and winter'. This man with a green robe mask is the son of the Lord Winter Yan Jiang."

Fatty Pan stopped and added another sentence, saying, "This person is my opponent."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Right? Tsk tsk, you can be called the opponent with Dongzhu's son, Fatty, your status is not low? Is it the son of another master?"

Fatty Pan smiled bitterly: "With your boss's IQ, you can guess two or three points, and you can guess seven or eight points. Yes, the current spring master of the underground exchange is my mother."

Yang Qingxuan and Lance were both stunned.

Yang Qingxuan just said casually, but it was still true.

With a haze in Pan Fatty's eyes, he said bitterly, "He killed my two brothers!"

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, thinking that Fatty and Yan Jiang were just grievances in the sect, but he did not expect to have blood feud.

People who have blood feuds usually just end up dying.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes shot a light glow, staring at Yan Jiang on the stage. Although he couldn't see Yan Jiang's face, he could sense that his cultivation was in the late emperor stage.

Fatty Pan said: "The old man you met last time in Tianyue City is Lord Qiu, the Lord of the Four Seasons. He is about to retire. So there is a vacancy for the Four Lords. Yan Jiang, And my two brothers are hot candidates."

When Pan Fatty said this, he stopped, full of sadness.

Both Yang Qingxuan and Lance knew the result later.

Yang Qingxuan asked: "The four main candidates can be killed. This underground exchange is too insecure, or the selection mechanism itself has problems."

Fatty Pan said: "In the past few years, the Winter Lord's Severe Cold power has been expanding, and he looks aggressive and looks like he will annex the other three masters. Because of his arrogance, Master Qiu is unwilling to conflict with him, so Decided to retire. And Lord Xia is a strange person who has not been seen all year round. In the entire exchange, only my mother and Yan Han are left to fight. If Yan Jiang takes the position of Qiu Lord, the Yan family is the only one. The situation is hard to stop."

Yang Qingxuan mused: "On the contrary, if you can become the Lord of Autumn, then you will have two seats among the Four Lords, and you can suppress the severe cold in turn."

"Correct!"

Fatty Pan's eyes shot bright light, but then it dimmed, and he smiled bitterly: "I didn't want to fight, but after my two brothers were killed by Yan Jiang, I changed my mind."

He paused, and said bitterly: "But it's difficult. Unless I get a higher rank than Yan Jiang in the Cangwu Lunwu, then I can get the support of some elders in the door. The boss will lead me through the Qingqiu Ancient Battlefield. I’m naturally confident that it’s not a problem to enter the top 100. But the final battle of the top 100...Although the assessment items that have gone through the Cangqiang Lunwu are different, only the final battle of the top 100 is the same. It's a one-on-one knockout. With my current ability, if I get to the knockout, I'm afraid that I will be directly at the bottom."

"Knockout?" Yang Qingxuan pondered and said, "Don't worry, there will always be a way. Yan Jiang is just an emperor's cultivation base. Let's discuss it first."

Fatty Pan said, "Yes," and he felt a little more at ease.

At this time, Yan Jiang said loudly: "The next martial arts discussion will be on the Qingqiu Ancient Battlefield. Although the specific rules have not yet come out, everyone must have guessed something.

"What are you trying to say? We are very busy. If we don't expect it, don't delay our time."

The person in the audience said coldly.

Yan Jiang's eyes were cold, staring at the man like a poisonous snake, his eyes swept over the murderous intent, and then he retracted his gaze, humming: "According to our exchange analysis, the content of the final competition is likely to be the fight against evil spirits in the ancient battlefield. Soul stone. So, what is the most important thing?"

Fatty Pan's face changed drastically, and he said solemnly, "Could it be that he..."

Yan Jiang smiled slightly and said, "Naturally, it is a map. As a feedback to customers, our exchange has deliberately unearthed maps of all ancient battlefields, and now they are free to you."

Fatty Pan roared in a low voice: "Damn! Those maps are all collected by me with great power, how could he have?!"