Mixed martial arts: Others practice martial arts while I cultivate immortality

Huangquan Tower!

The person who can occupy such a large area in a special place like the ghost market is definitely not an ordinary person. There must be someone or money behind it. No matter which one it is, it is suitable for the task of ‘taking over’.

"What does the guest want to buy?"

As soon as Wu Chong walked through the door, someone came to greet him.

A woman wearing a bright red dress with a professional fake smile on her face. Although she looked sincere, she felt that she lacked some spirituality and was very facial.

"Are you alone here?"

Wu Chong was a little surprised. He thought this woman was in charge of welcoming guests, but he didn't expect it to be empty when he walked in.

"One person is enough. You can call me Hong Ling."

The woman responded with a smile.

This fake smile of hers looks so awkward.

"Do you collect anything here?"

Wu Chong did not discuss this topic again. He only cares about one or two people, as long as they can bear the risk.

"We at Huangquan Tower do all kinds of business. Do you want to sell crops?"

Hong Ling thought Wu Chong was a 'crop' dealer, and there were the most people doing this business these days.

"Selling a small item."

Wu Chong took out two insignificant things, which were gifts given to him by the Yue Gongzi.

"For this kind of goods, you can go to the West Street grocery store. They have a small business specializing in this kind of business." Hong Ling still had a smile on his face, but his words were more direct.

This kind of rags should be sold on the streets dedicated to rags.

"what about this?"

Wu Chong took out the box from his arms and placed it on the table.

"this thing"

Hong Ling originally planned to see the guests off, but when he saw the box, his tone paused and the trademark fake smile on his face disappeared. I saw him pick up the box and look at it carefully.

"Can you tell me how you got this?"

After a while, Hong Ling asked.

Judging from her appearance, she seemed to have seen some clues.

"Is Huangquan Tower still asking about the origin of the goods?"

Wu Chong asked in a low voice. He was here to shirk the blame. Naturally, he couldn't leave any information and cause trouble for him in the future.

"I was the one who was abrupt."

Hong Ling smiled, placed the box on the table next to him, and then asked.

"I wonder how much the customer is prepared to sell it for?"

"It depends on your sincerity."

Wu Chong didn't know how much this thing was worth. Before today, he didn't know that there were coins like ghost coins, let alone that banknotes that looked the same were actually divided into three, six, and nine grades here. The best way in this case is to let the other party make a bid and let him make the decision.

"Fifty ghost coins, after all, no one else dares to accept this thing except our Huangquan Tower."

Hong Ling revealed some news.

Sure enough, the woman saw the origin of the box. What Wu Chong didn't expect was that this inconspicuous broken box could be sold for so much money.

"Too little."

Wu Chong didn't know the market situation, but he just wanted more.

This woman knew that there would be trouble, but she still chose to collect it, which meant that there must be great benefits in the box.

This benefit was enough for Hong Ling to choose to keep the box even when he knew it was in trouble.

"Then let me add one more. If it's more, it won't work."

"make a deal."

Wu Chong agreed instantly.

He also knows that the box is not simple, but in many cases the amount of food to eat is related to his own ability. If you force yourself to eat something you can't eat, you will be exhausted.

"The guest is so smart, if we are two days late."

Hong Ling covered her mouth and smiled.

But what he said meant something else.

"What exactly is this box?"

"This news is worth 20.21 ghost coins." The woman casually announced the price, presumably because she wanted to make back the loss she just suffered.

"good."

Wu Chong felt a little sick after spending so much before receiving the money.

However, he has held this box for so long. It is hard to say that other troubles will not come to his door later. It is definitely right to get more information if possible.

Only by planning ahead can you live longer.

"It's a spiritual thing."

Hong Ling took out part of the money he was ready to pay to Wu Chong and put it away again before explaining.

"Spiritual object? Isn't it a pollutant?"

This is the first time Wu Chong has heard of the term "spiritual creature".

"Most people definitely don't know about spiritual things." Hong Ling walked back to the counter and took out a piece of white paper.

She stretched out her hand and tapped the surface of the paper a few times. The process was just like entering a password.

Soon the paper glowed brightly, and a beautiful poem emerged.

"This is a spiritual thing."

After the demonstration, Hong Ling took the paper back.

"Essentially speaking, spiritual objects and pollutants have the same origin. The difference is that one is controllable and the other is uncontrollable."

Speaking of which, Hong Ling picked up the box that Wu Chong sold.

"The box you are selling, if I guess correctly, should be a 'delusion box', it is a very famous spiritual object that can create something the owner wants out of nothing." Hong Ling specifically reminded him here. One sentence.

"And it has an owner."

"Ten years ago, the Delusion Box was stolen by Wu Xiang and then lost. The last time it appeared was in the Tiehe Gang not long ago. In order to recover this treasure, the Lord 'reclaimed' the entire Tiehe Gang. Even if I don’t want to, I still can’t find it.”

Is this what the Tiehe Gang is like?

Wu Chong felt a chill in his heart after hearing this.

He thought of the monster that swallowed up the area of ​​​​the Tiehe Gang. The mouth that was so huge that it was beyond imagination, 'ate' that area.

I originally thought it was some super pollutant, but now it seems that it is not what kind of pollutant it is. It is clearly the careless hand of the big shot when he 'recovered' the spiritual object.

"What are the levels of the three immortal islands?"

Wu Chong asked suddenly.

He suspected that the information told to him by people like Lao Wangtou in the past was not so reliable anymore. The strongest person seen from their perspective is probably just an ant in the eyes of another level.

"Do you want to buy information? The three fairy islands are not too confidential, but your question involves more people and things, so the price should be a little higher by 20 ghost coins." Hong Ling was still the same as before. It looks like a fake smile, but the feeling is becoming more and more unpredictable.

This woman is not simple either.

Just think about it, how can a woman who can open such a big shop in a ghost market be so simple?

"Bought."

Wu Chong waved his hand, and suddenly there were only ten ghost coins left.

These news dealers are really making money!

"The three major fairy islands are on the yang side, so they are naturally the most powerful. But if we include the yin side or those who seek immortality, the three major fairy islands are a bit unsatisfactory. They can barely be considered second-rate."