Chapter 1327 Tiansha Tower

Luo City is located on the border of Yinyue Country. It is not very large and can only be compared with Lindu City. It is slightly behind Yunlan City and Liangcheng.

Because the distance is far, continuous flying with a sword consumes too much spiritual power. Therefore, Ye Chunyang did not go directly after going down the mountain, but brought his clone to a nearby market.

After some inquiries, Ye Chunyang knew that there were flying magic weapons for sale in this market. It only needed spirit stones to start, which was more convenient than flying a sword by himself.

After entering the market, he did not let Xiaobao become invisible. The two crossed the street and soon came to a shopping mall.

Ye Chunyang's luck was not bad. Today was the opening day of the market. There would be more cultivators coming and going than in the past, and there would be more treasures for sale.

The market is different from other cities.

The market is like a small immortal cultivation city, a place where immortal cultivators gather. There are cultivators who work together to maintain order and prohibit private fights.

In general cities, most people live in mortals, with occasional immortal cultivation families, such as Lindu City and Yunlan City, and the rest are directly ruled by the royal family of Yinyue Country.

Immortal cultivators never interfere in the affairs of mortals.

At this time, the market was bustling with people, and many cultivators were selling treasures here, including those at the level of Qi Refining and Dao Foundation.

In such a market maintained by cultivators, no one would violate the rules and be tempted by money.

Ye Chunyang strolled around the market and found many disciples of Cangyuan Sect active here, but because he rarely showed up in the sect, no one recognized him.

After a quick glance, Ye Chunyang found an empty space and placed some pills, wrote words like "wanting to buy treasures", and then sat down calmly, just like the last time at the Wanding Meeting in Yunlan City.

In fact, with his ability, it is not impossible to refine a flying magic weapon by himself, but firstly, he lacks materials, and secondly, it takes a lot of time to refine magic weapons, so it is simpler to buy them directly.

The pills he displayed were not high-level, just a dozen ordinary Snow Soul Pills, suitable for cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

However, with the efficacy of the Snow Soul Pill, it was more than enough to exchange for a high-level flying magic weapon.

Sure enough, as soon as he displayed the pills, he heard people asking for the price in succession.

In such a crowded occasion, cultivators would not reveal their details when trading, but would communicate by voice transmission. If both parties had no objection, they could trade privately.

Voice transmission is an entry-level low-level magic spell, which can generally be practiced by cultivators who have reached the fifth level of Qi Refining. In this way, it can be guaranteed to be safe.

Of course, if a cultivator with high cultivation level intends to eavesdrop on the conversation of a low-level cultivator, it can be easily broken.

But in general, high-level cultivators are too lazy to pay attention to the transactions of low-level cultivators, unless there is really a treasure of extremely high value.

Not long after Ye Chunyang displayed the pills, he received voice transmissions from five Qi Refining cultivators one after another, but the magic weapons they offered were too low-level and were directly ignored by Ye Chunyang.

Although those Qi-refining cultivators were very envious of the Snow Soul Pill, they did not continue to bother with them.

After about half an incense stick, a soft voice sounded in Ye Chunyang's ears: "Daoyou want a flying magic weapon, but I have one here."

Ye Chunyang raised his head and saw a woman standing opposite him. Although she was middle-aged, she was well-maintained, with a plump figure, no trace of time on her face, and a mature aura all over her body.

However, this woman's cultivation was at the minor success of the Dao Foundation Realm. She asked about the Snow Soul Pill, presumably for her disciples or juniors.

"If you can take out a flying magic weapon in exchange for these pills, it's fine, but it also depends on the grade. I only want the upper grade." Ye Chunyang replied indifferently.

"Haha, flying magic weapons have always been expensive, and high-grade ones are even harder to find. Daoyou asked for the upper grade one right away. Your appetite is not small." The woman showed a look of surprise.

Ye Chunyang looked indifferent and did not reply.

Seeing that the other party was obviously not interested in buying, and would leave if he didn't buy, the woman couldn't help but be stunned.

I have never seen such an arrogant seller.

But she didn't care. After taking another look at the two bottles of Xuepo Pills, she continued to transmit her voice: "If Daoyou insists on having a higher-level flying magic weapon, I do have it, but Daoyou has a small number of Xuepo Pills. If you add a few more, I will exchange with you."

"Okay."

"Daoyou, take out the magic weapon first!"

Ye Chunyang said expressionlessly.

Seeing that he agreed so decisively, the woman was surprised.

The other party was so confident, could he have a large number of Xuepo Pills?

The woman regretted that she had offered a low price, but she didn't hesitate. She walked to Ye Chunyang's side and cast an isolation ban, and everything around was immediately isolated.

The monks passing by glanced at him curiously. Whenever the treasure was negotiated, both parties would set up a ban to trade privately.

Such a scene is not uncommon in the market here.

Ye Chunyang and the woman set up restrictions on each other, and it seems that both sides have offered satisfactory conditions.

However, to everyone's surprise, the restriction shield dissipated not long after it was set up, so fast that it was shocking.

Then, the beautiful woman came out.

Her expression was a little complicated. After looking at Ye Chunyang, she walked out of the market without saying a word and soon disappeared.

At this time, the pill in front of Ye Chunyang had disappeared.

Many Qi-refining cultivators who had just bid to Ye Chunyang secretly regretted it. With such a scene, it was obvious that those Xuepo Pills fell into the hands of the woman.

Ye Chunyang didn't give any explanation for this. After the woman left, he walked out of the crowd with his hands behind his back, and then left Fangshi directly, showing no regrets.

Although everyone felt sorry for this, they did not pay too much attention.

But no one knew that just after the transaction was over, the woman appeared again at a certain street corner.

She walked along the front for about half a stick of incense, and finally stopped outside a restaurant. After a pause, she went straight to the attic above.

When she chose a seat, there was a man sitting there.

The man was dressed in black Taoist robes and had a cloak covering his head, making his face unclear.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, you are back."

The man in black was holding the tea cup, gently stirring the tea leaves on it, and asked calmly.

The woman sat down elegantly in front of the man in black, nodded, and said with a chuckle: "I have found out that man's cultivation level. He has no spiritual power. He is indeed a Qi Refining monk, and he is only around the second or third level. "

The man in black was silent.

"But there is one thing that is very strange." The woman paused, and then said: "This person is obviously not high in cultivation, but the elixirs he sells are of the highest quality, and the quantity is more than I expected."

"This is not surprising."

The man in black put down his tea cup, sneered and said: "This person is a waste in spiritual power cultivation, but he is quite good at refining elixirs. Even Master Cheng Ye bowed to him, so he will naturally have some high-quality elixirs in his hands." medicine."

"oh?"

The woman looked surprised.

She looked at the man with suspicion, and said with a half-smile: "Since this man is a master of alchemy, why would Fellow Daoist Nie want to go against him, and even pay a lot of money to ask me, Tiansha Tower, to take action?"

"What's more, this person is just a Qi Refining monk. Killing him is easy, so there is no need to go through so much trouble."

A cold sneer came from the man in black, and he took off his cloak, revealing a handsome face.

This face looked extremely familiar, it was Nie Ying.

"He's just a loser. It's easy to kill him. What I want is to make him suffer pain that is worse than death!"

Nie Ying looked cold.

Now, his cultivation is much stronger than when he came back from Immortal Refining Valley, and he has become a true Taoist monk.

This time when I went down the mountain, I wanted to purchase some cultivation materials in the market, but I accidentally discovered Ye Chunyang, and the hatred in my heart suddenly surged.

"If it hadn't been for the appearance of this person, my relationship with Xin'er would not have become so cold. Although I hate him deeply, it would be too easy for him to let him die so easily."

"Furthermore, I heard that he has a powerful disciple, and Qi Fei was defeated by him some time ago. Although I suspect that disciple is following him to practice alchemy, but just to be sure, I asked fellow Daoist Xu to go and investigate in person. good."

"In addition, this person seems to be a disciple of the Cang Yuan Sect now. He is from the same sect. I cannot take action personally, so I have to ask you to capture this person in secret and then bring him to me."

Nie Ying said coldly.

"I see."

The woman nodded suddenly.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Nie, our Tiansha Tower uses people's money to eliminate disasters for others. Since you asked us to take action, we will naturally satisfy you."

"I didn't find any disciples around him just now, but there is a monk with a similar level of cultivation to him. It seems that he should be his servant or an alchemy boy. We will deal with them together later."

The woman said quietly.

A cold look flashed in Nie Ying's eyes, and then she nodded with a sneer.

"That disciple... seems to be his guard in Lindu City, right?"

Nie Ying suddenly remembered that "Ye Yun" had escaped danger many times when he was in Lindu City. As a young monk at the third level of Qi Refining, how could he survive to this day without a master guard by his side?

He had always had doubts about this matter, but after hearing that Qi Fei had made an appointment to fight "Ye Yun" and a Daoji realm disciple fought on his behalf, the doubts in his mind were suddenly solved.

A high-level alchemist may not necessarily have a very high level of cultivation, but it is normal to have high-level disciples under his sect.

"Ye Yun, no matter who is protecting you this time, you will not be able to escape this disaster!"

"When you fall into my hands, I will definitely torture you."

After completing the Taoist foundation, Nie Ying's first priority was to get rid of "Ye Yun", a serious problem in his heart.

Originally Nie Ying was a little afraid of the disciple who defeated Qi Fei, so he delayed taking action. Now he met Ye Chunyang going down the mountain alone. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Nie. I've already sent people to take action on this little Qi-refining monk. Even if he has three heads and six arms, he can't escape from my grasp."

The woman stretched out a white jade hand, shook it gently, and said with a slight smile.

Seeing this, Nie Ying also showed a proud smile on his face, as if he had seen "Ye Yun" kowtow in front of him and beg for mercy.