Chapter 149: Counting Treasures

The clown in the colorful clothes ignored this, grinned at both cheeks with one mouth, showed a very strange smile, and waved at the crowd of spectators outside.

It was not as if he had just killed a few monks, but had completed a vaudeville show.

Moreover, he seems to enjoy the feeling of being watched.

In particular, most of them had a look of surprise and horror in their eyes, and a look of extreme fear on their faces.

After the clown in colorful clothes finished making a gesture to the onlookers, Shi Shiran turned around, raised a hand, and shot out a snake-shaped golden light from his palm, rolling up the storage magic weapon of the black-robed old man and Ula.

Outside the Changxian Tower, Yuan Ming saw this scene, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he turned around and left without saying a word, blending into the crowd on the street.

The clown's divine sense was submerged in the two storage weapons, but the smile on his face instantly froze, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

There was no problem with Ula's storage magic weapon, and the black-robed old man's storage bag only had dozens of spirit stones, not even a mid-level spirit stone.

The old man in the black robe is so poor as a monk in the foundation building period! Never heard of it.

The clown in colorful clothes looked at the black-robed old man with some pity.

"The people of White Dragon Island are all" The clown in colorful clothes suddenly shouted: "Poor ghosts? "The divine consciousness completely exploded, enveloping the crowd outside the Changxian Tower.

The eyes of the people who didn't have time to disperse turned black, and their souls were as if they had been hit hard, and some of them with shallow cultivation fainted directly.

Yuan Ming was far away from Changxian Tower at the moment, and he was not covered by the clown's divine sense, but he also sensed the oppression brought by the other party's divine sense, and accelerated his pace again.

At this moment, the yellow light flashed on the ground next to the clown, and a tall woman in white appeared out of thin air.

This woman has black hair like a waterfall, a pair of bare feet, and her whole body exudes a spotless and holy aura, but unfortunately she has a hideous demon mask on her face, and she can't see her face.

"What are you crazy about! Black Rock's law enforcement team is coming. That's a lot of nonsense, go! The woman in white said in an anxious tone.

The white-clothed woman's shallot-like jade fingers dotted dots, and five pillar-shaped yellow lights fell on the ground around the two of them.

Arrays poured out from the yellow pillars of light, staggered with life-like combinations, forming a circular circle the size of a zhang in an instant.

The clown in colorful clothes had no choice but to retract his anger, and he had suffered a loss in this transaction.

The white-clothed woman's fingers flickered, and seven or eight earth-attribute spirit stones flew out, inlaid at the nodes of the formation patterns everywhere.

The yellow magic circle suddenly erupted into a powerful spiritual power fluctuation and ran rapidly.

"Wave your hands!" Outside the shop, the monk exclaimed.

Waving into a formation is a kind of formation cultivation realm, the magic circle is as vast as a sea of smoke, you need to study the formation patterns of various formations, understand the geography of the heavenly phenomena, communicate the spiritual power of the earth's leylines, etc., it is recognized as the most obscure and difficult to learn magic power in the world of cultivating immortals.

Many formation mages have worked hard to study all their lives, and they can only arrange some small magic circles, and it takes a lot of time to set up the formation every time, burning the formation pattern little by little, and it may not be arranged in ten days and half a month.

However, the world is vast, there are many geniuses, and some people are naturally good at the way of formations, and their comprehension of the magic circle has reached a realm that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

There is no one in ten thousand such masters, all of them are formation masters without exception, this woman in white doesn't look very old, she is actually a formation master!

"Hugh away!"

A thunderous cry came from a distance, and a silver sword shadow galloped like lightning, piercing through the gate of the Changxian Tower, and was about to reach the yellow magic circle.

The woman in white ignored all this, and her sleeves were waved out again.

Dazzling yellow rays erupted from within the yellow circle, and the figures of the woman in white and the clown in colorful clothes flickered and suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The silver sword shadow pierced through the two of them's bodies, but it only missed.

Silver light flashed on the sword shadow, and a burly man in a purple robe appeared, slowly falling to the ground, his face pale.

He turned his head to look at the stairs of the hall, and with the sound of heavy footsteps, the fat deacon Zhuo Linlin was running down the stairs briskly, still running towards him with a look of panic on his face......

Although Gu Yue's cultivation was shallow, he was standing far away just now, and he was not stunned by the powerful divine sense of the clown.

After he came to his senses, he saw the burly man's face, and immediately turned around and said, "This big man is from the City Lord's Mansion, ...... quickly."

Gu Yue's words suddenly stopped, and only then did she notice that Yuan Ming had long since disappeared.

He looked around, but there was no trace of Yuan Ming, so he had to hold his head, which was still a little dizzy, and left alone.

Other sober-minded onlookers also scattered, staying away from right and wrong.

No one noticed a small hole in the dirt beneath the old man.

And the rest of the people in Fang City didn't know that something was wrong, the earth-shattering "Poor ghost?" "It attracted a lot of people to come around to see the excitement, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Gu Yue hurriedly walked away from Changxian Tower before slowing down and looking for Yuan Ming.

A shout came from the front, and Yuan Ming had changed back into his southern Xinjiang clothes at this moment and stood on the side of the road.

"Brother Yuan Ming, where did you go just now, let me find it easily." Gu Yue hurriedly walked over and complained.

"I was in a hurry just now, and I left a little, and I saw everything in Changxian Tower, that purple-robed burly man is from the City Lord's Mansion?" Yuan Ming said.

He was afraid that the people from the City Lord's Mansion would find out about him, so he pulled Gu Yue and walked away.

"Yes, this person's name is Lei Leopard, a monk in the late stage of foundation building, with thunder and lightning powers, and he can also rank among the top five in the City Lord's Mansion, but it's a pity that those two ran too fast, otherwise they were right, and I am afraid it would be another unprecedented battle." Gu Yue said inexplicably with some excitement.

Yuan Ming bowed silently.

Gu Yue experienced the change just now, the more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and she talked about the two clowns in colorful clothes: "Listening to the last conversation between the woman in white and the clown in colorful clothes, it seems that they came specifically to assassinate the young master of White Dragon Island, and these two people are really bold, they dare to act so blatantly in Black Rock City, and they can escape from the people of the City Lord's Mansion so calmly......"

"Those two are indeed powerful, one kills invisibly; The other is the formation master who waved his hands in formation, it should be a person with a great background, can Brother Gu Yue guess their identity and origin? Yuan Ming asked.

He stole the contents of the black-robed old man's storage bag, and formed a lot of grudges with the clown in colorful clothes, and wanted to know his origin so that he could take precautions.

"Brother Yuan, don't laugh! I'm just a small broker in Black Rock City, and I don't know where those two masters came from, but if they dare to do this, they should have relied on it, maybe some Assassin broke up with the alliance. Gu Yue said.

"Assassin Alliance? Could it be that it refers to the Scattered Alliance that specializes in assassination missions? Yuan Ming asked.

"Brother Yuan is right, but this is just my guess." Gu Yue said.

"Will the major sects in Southern Xinjiang allow them to exist?" Yuan Ming asked in surprise.

He originally thought that the Scattered Alliance was doing tasks such as hunting fierce beasts, collecting materials, and guarding bodyguards, and there was even a grandiose task of receiving and killing people in the Scattered Alliance, but he didn't expect it.

"The major sects in Southern Xinjiang naturally can't control it, and the assassins who disperse the alliance are secretive, if they offend them, those sects will also suffer heavy losses. As long as it is not unfavorable to themselves, the major sects are too lazy to pay attention to such outlaws. Now that the young master of White Dragon Island has been killed, the location is even more in Black Rock City, White Dragon Island will not give up, and Black Rock City will be busy for a while. Gu Yue thought for a moment and said eloquently.

Yuan Ming was not worried about this, as soon as the matter here was over, he immediately went back to Biluo Cave to retreat for a few months, no matter how powerful Black Rock City and White Dragon Island were, it was impossible to find his head.

"Brother Yuan Ming, where are you going next?" Gu Yue pressed her mind and asked.

"The Ice Spirit Material has been bought, let's stop here to guide the way, and then I can act on my own." Yuan Ming thought for a while and said.

"Okay, if Brother Yuan comes to Heiyan Chengfang City again in the future, and needs someone to guide him, or needs to inquire about the news, he can go to the Songfeng Wine Shop in the West Market to find me, when I don't do things, I am basically there." Gu Yue said a word and left in a hurry.

The assassins scattered the alliance to assassinate the elder and young master of White Dragon Island, this is big news, it is worth a lot of money, it must be sold as soon as possible, it will be meaningless if it is too late!

Yuan Ming watched Gu Yue go away, found an inn to live in, closed the door, and hurriedly took out the storage ring.

The situation was urgent when the old man in the black robe was transferred before, and he didn't have time to take a closer look, but now he has to investigate it carefully.

He lifted his divine consciousness and put it into the storage ring, and his face couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The black-robed old man had a lot of items in his collection, and the first thing that was detected by the divine sense was a small pile of lower-grade spirit stones, which were as many as five or six hundred, among which there were seven medium-grade spirit stones, and the total number of spirit stones added up to more than one thousand.

Yuan Ming worked hard before, and he happened to find someone who was willing to pay a lot of money to buy the runes of Master Blackwood, so he came up with more than six hundred spirit stones, and he had almost spent them all at once, and now he had almost doubled the spirit stones, how could he not be surprised?

However, considering that the other party is a foundation building period monk, it is normal to have so many spirit stones.

"The net worth of the foundation building period is really rich." Yuan Ming said secretly in his heart, and then removed his divine sense and looked at other things.

Four spiritual materials, a black token, a palm-sized blue flag, a white jade box, and two medicine bottles, one large and one small.

The four spiritual materials were an earthy yellow carapace, a yellow spirit wood, a fist-sized blue egg, and a gray mass the size of a human head, formed by countless filaments.

Although I don't know what it is, all four things exude different general spiritual power fluctuations, and if judged by the standard of spiritual materials, they are all medium-grade spiritual materials, and may even surpass.

"This yellow carapace looks like the shell of some turtle beast...... I don't know what variety of yellow spirit wood is, but it can be ground into powder later and made into incense sticks to see the effect...... I don't know what kind of beast this blue egg is, the spiritual power fluctuates so strongly, the level of the beast should not be low, as for this gray silk ball...... Yuan Ming took out the gray silk ball, which was soft and hard to the touch, full of elasticity, like a silkworm cocoon.

He twisted a gray filament and pulled it, but he couldn't pull it.

Yuan Ming's cultivation has reached the ninth layer of qi refining, his mana has been repeatedly nourished, and the strength of his physical body has improved a lot, although he has not performed the wool technique, he can also pull a hemp rope with his bare hands, and he can't even pull this little gray silk.

(Fellow Daoists, I asked for a monthly pass at the beginning of the month)

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