Celestial Immortal

Chapter 192 Little Devil's Opened Mouth
The horse-faced ghost cultivator "Jie Jie" smiled strangely, his smile was extremely penetrating, and there was a sinister aura.

However, Chu Chen still thanked him gratefully.

This horse-faced ghost cultivator looks difficult to get along with, but in fact he has a good heart. He also reminded him that he can't go to the "Little Ghost City", and he is not the kind of perverse and hostile ghost.

In fact, Chu Chen is not a novice in the cultivation world who knows nothing.

He has a teacher who is serious about the Eight Classics, has a master to guide the way, and has a good understanding of all kinds of secrets in Qingzhou and Guangping.

There is a "Little Ghost City" outside Dilonggui City in Guangping, and Chu Chen has heard about it from his master Xu Pingdao long ago.

To open a store or even set up a stall to sell treasures in the Dilong Ghost Market, there is no need to pay taxes to the Dachang Heavenly Dynasty, but you have to pay business taxes to the Dragon King.

Many monks are unwilling to pay taxes to the Dragon Lord, and want to take advantage of the traffic in the Dilong Ghost City.

Thus, a little ghost city parasitic on Dilong Ghost City was born.

Chu Chen learned from Princess Qingying that Lord Long had known about such a "Little Ghost City" for a long time, but he was too lazy to suppress it.

"Little Ghost City" has no fixed trading place, dragons and snakes are mixed together, and there is no dragon king in charge, so the Little Ghost City is very chaotic, and black eats black frequently.

Sometimes even because of bargaining, the two sides got angry, and then a fight broke out, and they fought on the spot.

The seller won the fight, so he didn't have to give the treasure, but instead picked up a lot of money.

The buyer won the fight, not to mention the treasures, but also the other money of the stall owner.

From this we can see the chaos in Little Ghost City. The "law of the jungle" is completely followed, and there are no rules at all.

Of course, the above are extreme cases.

Although the Little Ghost City is chaotic, it is not a meat grinder or a battleground for monks. Its essence is still a place for buying and selling. At most, the weak have no protection.

Before leaving for the ghost market today, Daoist Xu Ping did not prohibit Chu Chen from going to the "little ghost market", but told him to be careful, leave if the situation is wrong, and don't be greedy for Yunyun.

Chu Chen knew very well that the reason why his master didn't prohibit him from entering "Little Ghost City" was entirely because he had learned "White Crane and Zizhi Escape".

With this method of escape, as long as Chu Chen doesn't commit suicide, under normal circumstances, going to the "Little Ghost City" to shop for treasures will not be a big problem.

Of course, Chu Chen was careful and asked the little ghost first.

"Little ghost, you are the first omen of bad luck."

It's always a good feeling to be needed.

The little ghost boy couldn't help puffing out his chest: "Brother, should you ask about the evil or the good luck?"

Under normal circumstances, for the same matter, you can only ask about the bad luck or the good luck, and you can't ask them together, which is easy to fail.

"It must be asking the murderer, why do I ask you Ji?"

Chu Chen said half a sentence, showing an expression that everyone understood.

The little ghost pursed his lips, dissatisfied that his senior brother underestimated his ability to predict auspiciousness.

Dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, and the little ghost still works hard.

It predicts good and bad luck, never deduces and calculates, it is all based on self-consciousness, without thinking too much, and blurted out:

"The aura of catastrophe and catastrophe is shallow, and there is no great calamity or calamity."

Chu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, then there would be no problem.

Life is alive, blessings and misfortunes accompany each other.

There is always a bit of calamity in a person, and if the main ability is sufficient, a little bit of calamity can be dissolved virtually, but not all calamity can be turned into real calamity.

If it wasn't a catastrophe, Chu Chen felt more at ease.

After leaving the Dilong Ghost Market in Guangping, Chu Chen found the Little Ghost Market twenty miles away according to the instructions of the owner of the Horse Face Ghost Repair stall.

This time, the Little Ghost City was opened in a hidden mountain depression, surrounded by clouds and mist, which is quite mysterious.

Compared with the orderly and well-organized Dilong Ghost City, "Little Ghost City" appears extremely chaotic.

The entrance of Little Ghost City is unguarded, people can come in and out at will, and the stalls inside are even more chaotic, chaotic, noisy and noisy, as if the sound of magic is ringing in the ears, making people quite uncomfortable.

"Buy it or not, don't buy it, don't fumble around, are you looking for death and ruining my baby, I will kill you."

"What kind of stuff do you dare to sell for such an expensive price?"

"If you don't buy it, get out, what nonsense, get out, don't hinder my mother's business."

"What's it called? If you don't accept it, let's go out and fight one-on-one, and see if your grandpa's fist is hard!"

Dragons and snakes were mixed together in Xiaogui City, and arrogant words kept coming and going.

In this environment, no matter how gentle people are on weekdays, they have to be irritable and arrogant, and cannot show weakness.

Chu Chen appeared to be extremely low-key and unassuming, mingling with the crowd of monsters and goblins, silently searching for Youming Baoguangmu.

It didn't take long.

At a booth, he saw two palm-sized pieces of "Ghost Light Wood". The spirit wood was also taken from the root heartwood. From the appearance, it should be the extra wood for refining high-grade treasure boxes.

Come to think of it, this is what Ma Mian Guixiu was talking about.

Luckily, "Youming Baoguang Wood" was not bought by others.

The owner of the stall is a human monk who practiced the nether ghost cultivator lineage. His whole body is full of yin and yang. At first glance, he has no vitality and yang. With a zombie face and a thin body wrapped in a black robe, he looks like a living dead.

However, his Taoism cultivation base is not low, only a little lower than that of the horse-faced monk, and he has a seventh-rank Taoism cultivation base presumably.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you sell this Nether Precious Light Wood? I'll buy a piece."

The zombie-faced monk looked up at Chu Chen, his cheeks were thin, his eyes were empty and his expression was indifferent.

"Two yuan will not be sold separately, but seven thousand jade coins will be packed together."

Chu Chen had [-] jade coins in his pocket, which he could afford, but it was too expensive, so he tried to bargain:

"Senior, you have two thin pieces of Nether Precious Light Wood the size of a palm, and it's not a whole piece of spiritual wood, so it can't be made into a treasure box. There is no reason why it is so expensive."

"I really want to buy it, but it's a pity that the whole body is only three thousand jade coins. Can you think it can be cheaper?"

The zombie-faced cultivator looked at Chu Chen, as if he was peeping at Chu Chen's Taoism. After confirming that Chu Chen had only eighth-rank Taoism, he said lightly:
"Three thousand jade coins, I'll sell you one piece, if you don't bargain, you can leave if you don't buy it."

Chu Chen was speechless, good guy, as expected of Little Ghost City, the people in it speak so arrogantly.

He slandered in his heart, but Chu Chen didn't continue to bargain.

Three thousand jade coins were within his psychological expectation.

Soon, the two paid the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other, and successfully completed the transaction.

"Existence is reasonable, and the little ghost market is chaotic, but it is a good place to find treasures."

After successfully buying the treasure he wanted, Chu Chen was in a good mood and said with emotion:

"Good luck today."

The little ghost suddenly said: "Senior brother, I don't think so, luck and misfortune depend on each other."

"Little ghost, you are right, don't say it next time."

Chu Chen quickly interrupted the little ghost boy. The crow mouth of the little ghost boy had a shadow in his heart, so he didn't dare to let him continue.

Chu Chen has always had a clear goal in doing things, and he bought the "Youming Precious Light Wood", and he didn't intend to make trouble in the little ghost market, so as not to cause trouble.

【White Crane and Zizhi Dun】Although it is powerful, the magical power of escape is not omnipotent, and he doesn't want to add trouble.

Dilong Ghost Market is the best way to pick up leaks and find treasures, where transactions are guaranteed.

Chu Chen didn't stay long, and left towards the entrance of Little Ghost City.

Not long after leaving Little Ghost City, a monster wind swept over the mountains.

Chu Chen felt that the evil spirit was extremely powerful, and subconsciously avoided it, thinking that the matter would just pass like this.

The results are wildly variable.

The evil wind stopped, and a powerful divine consciousness came from the evil cloud.

"Hey, this is."

At this moment, Chu Chen's back felt cold and his face was pale.

For no other reason, he found that the dark tattoos on his arms began to glow faintly.
(End of this chapter)