This feeling didn't last long, and it only felt like a flower in front of me, as if I had come to another world.

Qin Cheng froze, and there seemed to be a voice in his ears......

"Oh, Brother Li hasn't seen him for many days, it's always been good!"

"Hey, Brother Zhao, look up for a long time!"

"Fairy Lin, yesterday's farewell, let me be very worried, I don't know what I can do today?"

"The method of double cultivation that Daoyou said, I am very interested in it, come on, let's talk about ......"

.........

It is an open space that seems to be formed by a mountain col, and many people are looking for familiar people with each other in groups of three or five, saying polite words and greetings, which is very lively.

However, the clothes of these people were very different, some were the same as those battle cultivators Qin Cheng had seen before, wearing soft leather armor, and some were wearing wide robes, with their hair tied in a bun, and their long swords on their bodies, but they really had a bit of a chic and elegant temperament.

Qin Cheng knew that these people should be the Buddhist monks from the mountain that Hu Lie talked about, and generally referred to the Zhan Jue monks under the mountain in the entire cultivation realm, and these Buddhist monks were on the mountain.

The reason why this place seems to be an open space formed by a mountain col is because there is darkness that cannot be seen at a glance around the crowd, and it looks very strange, so it is impossible to tell the original appearance of this clearing.

In front of them is a high-rise archway with traces of the vicissitudes of time, but the traces on this archway do not seem to have been eroded by the years, but seem to have been deliberately made.

Above it are engraved two large characters that I don't know how to write "ghost market"! This font cannot be simply commented on as good or bad, and it feels like it is full of a terrible atmosphere, but it is quite in line with the word "ghost market."

Qin Cheng's eyes fell on both sides of the archway, where there was a couplet, and he unconsciously read it out: "Eight directions come to wealth and four directions, and rare treasures do not leave guests." Belch...... Damn! Don't call it a ghost market, just call it a black market. ”

In fact, the real meaning of this couplet is not as Qin Cheng understood, the first sentence "Eight directions come to make money in all directions", which means that it alludes to the real money-making business, which is not seen from the people who come and go. In the ghost market, although there are many stalls and shops on the surface, the real big deals are sold at auctions or underground.

As for this "rare treasure does not keep customers", the meaning is simpler, as long as you have enough attractive treasures, you don't have to worry about finding a seller at all, it is not a simple high price, but the opportunity is not to be missed.

"Brother Zhao, please ......"

"Brother Li, please ......"

"Fellow Daoists, please ......"

At this time, several people had already begun to humble each other into the ghost market.

Since the entrance of the archway is a black water wave light curtain like a whirlpool, Qin Cheng can't see the scene inside the archway, but after this period of understanding of the world, he is generally clear what kind of formation this should be.

I saw that when those people entered, they didn't have any barriers, and disappeared directly in front of Qin Cheng's eyes......

looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he directly raised his legs and followed. Like the person in front of him, he walked in without hindrance......

Qin Cheng, who had just walked in, only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and another scene immediately appeared in front of him, and a noisy sound penetrated his ears!

After a closer look, I was suddenly startled by the scene in front of me, only to see all kinds of stalls, shops, pavilions and pavilions, and the scene was very prosperous and lively.

And most of the people on the street are dressed in different costumes, looking like ghosts and animals are messing in, there is an illusion of time and space interspersed, confused with each other, and people of different eras blending, but it looks so coordinated.

"Uh......" Qin Cheng was a little sluggish and speechless.

Is this a smorgasbord of five thousand years?

"Hehe, this fellow Daoist, come here for the first time, come to me to see, there are a lot of good things. ”

Just when Qin Cheng was stunned, suddenly a voice came from his ears.

When I looked up, I found that this was a young man dressed as a Taoist priest, dressed in a long robe, and his appearance was quite handsome, with a strand of broken hair hanging down in front of his forehead, and a somewhat obscene smile on the corner of his mouth when he spoke.

"Are you?" Qin Cheng looked at him with some confusion and asked, he remembered that he didn't know this person.

"Haha, you can call me Tianjiao, we met by fate, I am the stall owner here, come and see, there is everything here. The young man smiled and pointed to the stall next to him.

Qin Cheng followed his fingers and found that there was a small stall on the ground, and there were always a lot of items on it, so he walked over curiously.

Don't look at this stall, although it is not big, there are a lot of things on it, there are dozens of pieces, there are pills, magic weapons, flying swords, talismans commonly used by Buddhist monks, and there are some large and small bottles and cans, and even some gravel tiles.

Although there are a lot of things, the appearance is really not good, many of them are tattered, as if they were picked up from somewhere.

Qin Cheng bent down, picked up a flying sword casually, looked at it, shook his head again, and put it down. This so-called flying sword actually looks similar to an ordinary long sword. It's just that these things can only exert their greatest power in the hands of Buddhist monks.

Because only by urging these things with Buddhist and Taoist exercises can they be brought into full play. If you only use spiritual power, then the effect will be greatly reduced, for example, some Buddhist monks can make the lower-grade spiritual weapon imperial sword fly, but like Qin Cheng, you can't do it by simply using spiritual energy to urge, even if the flying sword before him is a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

However, the reason why Qin Cheng picked up this sword was also because the inch in his hand was corroded by the blood of the poisonous dragon crocodile and could no longer be used. Although Qin Cheng didn't know how to distinguish the grade of the spirit weapon, he could still do it simply by sensing the quality of things, and the sword in front of him was obviously not as good as the one on his body.

He picked up another talisman and asked, "What is the purpose of this thing?"

"Oh, this is a first-order water attribute talisman, just use a little spiritual power to urge, it can instantly turn into a cloud of mist in front of you, it is a rare good thing to go out and escape to save your life. Tianjiao spat and explained.

Qin Cheng glanced at him, put down the talisman, picked up a box containing the pill, and asked, "What kind of pill is this?"

"Daoyou is really a good eye! This pill is powerful, he is called an unrecognizable pill, after taking it, it can immediately make your appearance distorted, your mouth is crooked, your eyes are slanted, and your saliva is flowing, even if you are the closest person, you may not be able to recognize you, but it is a necessary medicine for disguise!"

Qin Cheng's hand holding the medicine box froze in mid-air, opened his mouth, and finally didn't speak.

He put the pill down, touched the other things casually, picked up a broken tile, and then got up and threw it back casually.

looked at Tianjiao with a strange face, and finally couldn't help but say, "Where did you pick up these rags, and you can sell them too?"