Leaving the Hundred Flowers Courtyard, Li Muyang figured out where he was in Tianxia City, rented a beast car, and disappeared into the night.

When he had a good conversation with Her Royal Highness Xia Ruochan and Li Muxiang of the Ninth Princess, Li Muyang also probably understood the whole process of the Bailing Banquet.

This is a grand event once every ten years, in order not to affect the normal order of Tianxia City, the Bailing Banquet is not held in Tianxia City, but on the peak of Bailing Mountain, which can accommodate more than 100,000 people at the same time, five hundred miles east of the city.

At that time, not only the children of the royal family and nobles of the Tianxia Dynasty gathered together, but also the important figures of the Holy Sword Sect attended, and people from other large and small sects would also come to watch, and even many ordinary people would come to watch the "miracles".

Through side knocks, Li Muxiang casually said that many monks of the Li family were near Tianxia City, and when the time came, she and her eldest brother Li Muting must show their skills in front of the clansmen.

This is not good news for Li Muyang, and he must do something in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.

At this time, the only place suitable for low-level monks to trade is probably the ghost market that is brightly lit and welcomes customers all night!

came to the ghost market, paid the fare, and Li Muyang walked into the ghost market again.

With the experience of picking up leaks that day, Li Muyang's heart was still full of expectations, and he slowly wandered through the ghost market, carefully inspecting the items in each stall.

At this time, Li Muyang was different from the past, and the eight high-grade spirit stones in the storage bag provided him with enough confidence to buy the items he liked from time to time.

Classics are the items that Li Muyang buys the most.

Although there are no high-grade exercise books in the ghost market, there are still first-grade and second-grade exercise classics, and third-grade exercise fragments, but he didn't buy these.

The categories of classics that he included in his pocket were mixed, geographical anomalies, legends, natural treasures, various monsters, alchemy, refining, runes, runes, runes, formations and other classics, all of which were within his purchase range.

Soon after, in the shadows of the area where Li Muyang passed, several figures began to secretly follow.

It's really Li Muyang who is too high-profile, and the spirit stones in the storage bag seem to be inexhaustible, so that in the ghost market, some casual cultivators who are desperately trying to earn cultivation resources and work hard to earn a living decided to take risks and eat his fat sheep.

In addition to buying all kinds of classics, Li Muyang's real purpose in coming to the ghost market was to buy magic robes that could hide his identity.

Finally, he saw what was needed.

This thing looks very old, and even a little damaged, but the grade is not low, and it is a rare superb magic weapon in the ghost market.

The stall owner was a lazy, dirty old man, with a rickety figure and gray beard, and he had to take a sip from time to time with a shiny wine gourd in his hand.

Seeing that Li Muyang was interested in this set of magic robes, he stood up slowly and said slowly: "This, a rare good thing, a full set, there is no shortage of one, dark magic robes, netherworld hats, Huangquan staffs, cheap sales!"

"How many spirit stones are sold in a full set?" Li Muyang said in a deep voice.

The old man opened his dim eyes, raised the wine gourd and drank a large sip of spirit wine, snorting the wine, and then continued slowly: "No two prices, two thousand low-grade spirit stones." ”

Li Muyang frowned slightly, if this was a brand-new three-grade magic weapon, it should be able to sell for two thousand lower-grade spirit stones, or even more.

However, in this set of superb magic weapons, there are obviously three holes in the dark robe, and the black veil under the Nether Curtain has also been wrinkled, as for the so-called Huangquan Staff, it looks like a twisted dead wood stick, which is not surprising.

However, just now he stopped here and observed for a long time, and there was always a faint sense of strangeness, which made him have the urge to buy this set of things.

"Two thousand lower-grade spirit stones are too high!" After all, Li Muyang has been poor and rich for a long time, and it is very uncomfortable to spend two thousand lower-grade spirit stones at once, and there is always a feeling that he is about to lose.

The old man snorted, slowly walked back to the place where he had leaned on the beginning, and muttered, "High? This thing has a great origin, and if it is low, it has already been sold!

Li Muyang was speechless, and he was curious about what the reason for that strange induction was, so he said coldly: "Two thousand lower grade spirit stones, I bought them!"

The old man's eyes lit up, his dim eyes looked Li Muyang up and down a few times, and he grinned: "Good eyes!"

He slowly stood up again, took off the three-piece suit of magic clothes, held it in his hand, and looked at Li Muyang with a smile.

"No, old man, this is two thousand lower grade spirit stones!" Li Muyang immediately understood what the old man meant, took out two thousand lower grade spirit stones and held them in his hand, and also looked at the old man with a smile.

"Hahaha! How about a spirit stone in one hand and a coat in one hand?" the old man said with a grin.

Li Muyang naturally has no opinion, but he is still vigilant, now he is in a situation surrounded by wolves, although he is not afraid, he must be cautious.

At first glance, this old man is an old man, an old treacherous and cunning, and he may not have the heart to take advantage of the fact that someone is following behind Li Muyang, causing chaos and doing something to fish in troubled waters.

After all, the old man of the Yuan Refining Realm, Shou Yuan does not have much left, and if he has the opportunity to grab a lot of resources and get the opportunity to sprint to the Yuan Realm again, he will definitely be even more crazy.

The old man held the three-piece set of magic clothes in his left hand and two thousand lower-grade spirit stones in his right hand, while Li Muyang held two thousand lower-grade spirit stones in his left hand and grabbed the three-piece set of magic clothes with his right hand.

Li Muyang looked at the old man who was still smiling, and said indifferently: "Old man, I'll count one, two, three, you let go of your clothes, I'll let go of the spirit stone, how about it?"

The old man's dim eyes suddenly shone brightly, and his rickety body quickly became taller, almost on par with Li Muyang, and the momentum of the peak cultivation of the Refining Yuan Realm was completely released, and he yelled in his mouth: "Don't you still do it?"

The nearest monk who followed behind Li Muyang was only a dozen steps away, as if he had made an agreement with the old man, and suddenly rushed out from the dark corner, each offering his own magic weapon, and the fierce momentum was quite a one-hit kill, and immediately tore Li Muyang to pieces.

The old man's momentum at this time was even stronger, his gray beard was windless, and the light of his old body was faint, and he shouted: "Boy, don't you let go?"

If Li Muyang was just an ordinary cultivator at the peak of the Yuan Refining Realm at this time, it would make no difference whether he let go or not, and he would face a mortal situation.

Perhaps, whether you let go or not, it is only of great significance to the old man, and letting go is equivalent to giving away the two thousand low-grade spirit stones in his hand, which belong to the old man alone, and do not have to be shared with other people.

Of course, Li Muyang couldn't let go, he grinned, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth, urging mana, and the cold qi that froze everything gushed out from the twelve meridians and the primordial acupoints on both hands.

At the same time, his mind moved slightly, and the mana gushed out from the meridians and knots on his waist, and the spirit beast bag was opened in an instant, and the thunder and fire roared out, thunder roared, and lightning shone brightly.

Nearly twenty cultivators at the peak of the Refining Yuan Realm shot together, and everyone was full of confidence, thinking of Li Muyang's instantly torn body and the spirit stones in his storage bag.

The monks in the ghost market accounted for the vast majority, but no one stopped them, and everyone looked at this unfair battle with indifference, sympathy, sarcasm, or numbness.

"Look at the old bull head, a group of people have done a lot of work again!"

"Yes, the bold will be killed, the faint will be starved, and the rule-abiding will be poor!"

"This kid is too tender, and he doesn't know the truth of wealth at all, so he is to blame!"

"Ahh

The result of the battle surprised everyone and exceeded everyone's expectations.

The scene of Li Muyang being torn apart did not happen, nor did the evenly matched fighting methods, and even the scene of Li Muyang fleeing in the desert was not seen.

The old man was frozen into an ice sculpture, and stood there with great momentum, but he could not move.

The three-piece suit of magic robes in his hand still shone with a faint light, releasing a faint spiritual pressure.

Seeing the wealth, I wanted to fight hard, but I didn't expect that I would fall short after all, and I never had the opportunity to seek immortality.

Li Muyang took the time to take back two thousand lower-grade spirit stones from the old man's hand, and neatly put the three-piece set of magic robes into his storage bag.

Immediately, his hands stretched forward and turned in a circle, and more than a dozen storage bags were automatically grabbed by him.

Lei Huojiao had nothing to do, was greeted by Li Muyang, obediently got back into the spirit beast bag, and continued to sleep.

More than a dozen cultivators of the Refining Yuan Realm maintained the movement of jumping out, but no one was able to attack again, one by one, they were all charred, and the smell of barbecued meat emanated from the air.

What is the feeling of anti-robbery?

Li Muyang's feeling is only one word that can be described as "cool".

All the attacks were controlled just right, including the Thunder Fire Jiao's Thunder Group Kill, none of these Refining Yuan Realm cultivators died, but all the monks who made a move had lost their combat power.

could only watch as Li Muyang swept away all their belongings.

Aside from the artifacts they wield and a limited number of things, most of the items are of little value, but they are worth a lot of money, and the total value is considerable.

Everything was piled up in a pile, and Li Muyang picked out the items that he looked good or had high value, and there were many left.

The other stall owners of the ghost market and the monks who wandered around the ghost market at night no longer dared to covet it, but only watched from afar, and from time to time revealed greed.

The freezing technique was lifted, and the old man was weakly paralyzed to the ground, and he could no longer see the ruthlessness in his eyes, and his body was even more rickety, as if he had suddenly aged a few years old.

The dozen or so monks killed by the thunder group finally woke up, and one by one fell to the ground and wailed, there was no longer a desperate fierceness in their eyes, a vicious greed, only a fear that could not be concealed and the occasional resentment revealed.

Li Muyang took out a blank jade slip and said lightly: "Everyone, it is better to settle the grievances than to settle the knot, and you are all small casual cultivators who are struggling to make a living and cultivating hard." ”

"I have a proposal, as long as you use this jade slip here, and make an oath with your soul that you will not pursue each other again, and this matter will end here, I will return this pile of things to you!"

A group of people sat on the ground, not daring to show any complaints, after all, they were the first to attack, and they were the ones who were the first to attack, even if they moved out of the laws of the Tianxia Dynasty or the rules of the Holy Sword Sect, they would be the first to be sanctioned.

At this time, seeing that Li Muyang seemed to be intent on easing, he became energetic one by one, gossiping, and calculating with Li Muyang what he forcibly took away.

Li Muyang sneered and said, "Since you don't want to do this, then change the way." ”

"The first person who takes an oath gets half of the pile, the second one who takes an oath gets the remaining half, and so on. ”

"In the end, no matter how few people are left who are unwilling to swear, everyone will kill them together!"