Chu Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stopped abruptly.

He turned to look at the man again, still silent.

"Fellow Daoist, you have an identity token, and there will be a record of your stay in any of the markets."

"Fellow Daoist, when you go to Crescent Island, naturally there are records to keep ......"

The man explained in a low voice.

Chu Mu glanced down at the identity token hanging on his waist, and his original guess, under this sentence, had undoubtedly become a certainty.

"So, this Crescent Island, leaked information about monks entering and leaving overseas?"

Chu Mu spoke slowly, his tone flat.

"Yes."

The man nodded: "It's not a secret, after a few years on Crescent Island, you can basically know it." ”

"It's a semi-public deal, Xu has been here on Crescent Island for decades, and he has always been like this......"

"Okay, estimate the price, Chu doesn't need spirit stones, use the secret technique instead, and also, prepare a copy of the information of the monks who enter and leave Crescent Island,"

Chu Mu glanced down at the identity token hanging on his waist, groaned a little, and then handed over a stack of storage talismans without asking any more questions.

"Okay, fellow Daoist, come with me."

The man was overjoyed, and led Chu Mu down the street for only a few hundred meters, and the shop with the plaque of the Four Seas Commercial Bank came into view.

"Fellow Daoist, please."

In front of the shop, the man raised his hand to signal.

"In addition to acquiring all kinds of spiritual materials, our firm also operates the business of talisman seals.

The man introduced with a smile, and after serving the spiritual tea and spiritual food, after apologizing for the loss, he took Chu Mu's pile of storage to the counter and counted it.

Chu Mu tasted the spirit wine, and looked at the spirit weapons and talisman seals on the store shelves with a little interest.

Chu Mu vaguely remembered that in the secret realm of East Lake, the boundless silence behind that spatial crack had made him guess a lot about what kind of world it was, and what kind of civilization would be born in the world.

This answer, in the past, was still quite vague to him.

But after more than ten years in Hanhai, this answer seems to be quite clear.

From Hanhai, it can be clearly understood that the difference in living environment is reflected in reality, which is a world of difference.

The Great Chu cultivates the immortal realm, the immortal path is prosperous, and the other realms are almost extinct, and the resources of the Great Chu region are also almost completely developed and controlled.

In this way, the immortal cultivation world is based on the prosperity and development of the immortal path.

And the Hanhai Immortal Cultivation Realm, the Hanhai Sea is boundless, and the demon beasts are endless, under such a living environment, it has evolved into a completely different from Dachu...... Civilization.

Whether it is a cultivation system or not, everything that surrounds this cultivation system is centered on demons.

It is completely conceivable that that desolate and dead world must also revolve around that terrifying and evil true demonic qi, and produce a corresponding cultivation system.

Judging from the degree of evil chaos of that True Demon Qi, that kind of cultivation world is probably much more serious than the disorderly chaos of this Hanhai Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Suddenly, Chu Mu couldn't help but think of the previous transaction.

A deal with the remnant soul, or rather, with the true demon.

Fifty years later, he needed to go to the unknown Great Heng Cultivation Immortal Realm.

That bloodline essence was still in his storage ring.

Great Chu and Hanhai, just a river apart, are almost two worlds, if it is the distant Great Heng Cultivation Immortal Realm, what kind of scene will it be?

The fifty-year covenant, so far, so many years have passed, and it is not far away.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know what kind of secret technique you need?"

Just as Chu Mu's thoughts were flying, the man seemed to have finished counting, walked out from behind the counter with a jade slip, handed it to Chu Mu, and asked again.

"Alchemy, refining, research records on bloodlines, all of them."

Chu Mu took the jade slip and said casually.

"Okay, fellow Daoist, wait a minute."

The man pointed to the jade slip: "The jade slip has recorded the information of the monks who have entered and exited Crescent Island in the past twenty years, and you can burn a copy of it." ”

Chu Mu nodded, and his divine sense probed into the jade slip.

No different from what he guessed, in the jade slip, the information of the monks entering and leaving the Crescent Island was recorded in detail, including the time when they entered and exited the Crescent Island, their clothing appearance, and even their cultivation.

And his information seems to be accurately recorded.

More than ten years ago, he entered Crescent Island, and today he returns to Crescent Island, entering and exiting the time, cultivating for the breath, monitoring and taking photos, and even his background are all clearly recorded.

After flipping through for a moment and thoroughly confirming the facts, Chu Mu didn't bother to look at it, and after burning a copy casually, he threw the jade slip on the table.

With such detailed identity information, it is no wonder that on his way back to Crescent Island, despite his revelations of cultivation and many deterrences, he was repeatedly intercepted and killed.

After all, he came to Crescent Island alone, and his cultivation was only in the middle stage of foundation building, and it was clearly marked that he came from Dachu and was helpless......

Judging from the records of this jade slip, the foundation-building monks who came to this Crescent Island were basically walking together, with as few as two or three foundation-building monks, and as many as seven or eight.

In other words, if he does this business, he will also focus on himself.

He is a soft persimmon, in this open sea, judging from the record of this identity information, there are not many of them.

However, this sale of identity information seems to be the real business without capital......

Chu Mu's expression was a little strange, those monks outside the island who were engaged in killing people and looting treasures needed detailed identity information to identify the target.

Obviously, these trading houses on the island also need detailed information to purchase spiritual materials and expand their business channels.

And what does the monk who leaks this information need to pay?

"Cats have cat paths, rats have rat paths......"

Chu Mu chuckled, no matter where he was, it seemed to be the case.

This is true in Dachu, and it is also true in this Hanhai.

"Daoyou, this is the Danshu book included in this bank, and there are some detailed explanations of the bloodline......"

At this moment, the man came in a hurry, and a storage talisman was also handed to Chu Mu.

In the storage talismans, hundreds of jade slips were neatly arranged, Chu Mu's divine sense was circulating, and the information recorded by each jade slip was circulating under the perception of divine consciousness, and he was roughly flipping through and checking it.

The shopkeeper of the firm looked at Chu Mu with a little apprehension.

What kind of chaos is going on the island, he has been stationed on Crescent Island for decades, but he knows it all too well.

The monk in front of him, who had been alone overseas for more than ten years, had returned safe and sound, not to mention his cultivation.

He can't afford to provoke such a ruthless person.

"Okay, so be it."

After about a moment, Chu Mu seemed to finish checking, picked up a glass of spirit wine casually, drank it all, and straightened up.

"If you have spiritual materials for sale in the future, you can contact Xu at any time, and the price is guaranteed to be fair."

Seeing this, the man hurriedly handed over another transmission order and said with a smile.

"Okay."

Chu Mu casually took the transmission order and threw it into the storage space.

Walking out of the shop, the sky was already dark, and on the empty street, the hanging lamps were lit up one after another, and the pale white fluorescence was like the moonlight hanging high in the night sky, illuminating the street, but it also added a bit of coldness.

Chu Mu casually played with the jade slip that recorded his identity information, and walked slowly on the street, obviously feeling a little out of the world.

After wandering around aimlessly like this for nearly an hour, Chu Mu seemed to come back to his senses slightly.

He stopped slightly, glanced at the majestic stone hall on the stone mountain, muttered a little, stepped away, and led Wangcai towards the stone hall.

Re-entering the teleportation array, Chu Mu was already familiar with the road, and in the blink of an eye, it was a million miles away.

The surrounding area is no longer the deserted silence of an isolated island in the open sea, but the hustle and bustle of people.

He looked out of the hall, it was brightly lit, and it was bustling with strange people,

After more than ten years, it returned to Chixia again.

He walked out of the teleportation hall, and just as he was about to leave, another shout rang out from not far away.

Chu Mu followed the sound and saw that under the steps of the main hall, there seemed to be a group of monks looking at the direction of the exit of the main hall, and their demeanor seemed to be no different from the shopkeepers of the trading houses waiting in the port on the Crescent Island.

"Senior, the younger one is the shopkeeper of Baishan Commercial Bank......"

"Senior ......"

As soon as he stopped, several monks immediately greeted him.

"Senior, the younger one is the Baibaoge Firm......"

"Alright, you're late."

Chu Mu waved his hand, and seeing this, several monks immediately closed their mouths honestly.

Chu Mu walked a few steps, as if he was a little late-aware, his steps stopped suddenly, he turned to look at one of the monks: "You just said that you are the shopkeeper of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion Commercial Bank?" ”

"Back to the seniors, the juniors are the guys of the Baibao Pavilion Trading House, and they are under the order of the shopkeeper to purchase demon beast spirit materials here."

The man was stunned and immediately replied respectfully.

Chu Mu raised his eyebrows, slightly puzzled: "What is the name of the shopkeeper of your trading house?" ”

"The shopkeeper's surname is Chang, and the other juniors don't know much about ......"

"Surname Chang ......"

Chu Mu's expression was a little strange: "Your Hundred Treasure Pavilion, isn't it a local trading house in Hanhai?" ”

The man hesitated, but immediately explained, "This ...... The juniors don't know, the juniors have just joined the business house......"

Chu Mu pondered for a while, and then asked, "Where is your firm?" ”

"Back to my predecessors, in the city BJ Hua Street."

Chu Mu frowned, and recalled slightly, in his memory, on Jinghua Street, there was no commercial house named Baibaoge.

"Your firm, recently established?"

The man immediately said: "Back to the seniors, yes...... Founded nine years ago. ”

"...... Nine Years Ago"

Chu Mu thought about it, nine years ago, he was still hunting demons in the Hanhai Sea......

After a little thought, he glanced at the respectful man, jumped forward, and the crimson light crossed the sky, and in just a few breaths, he disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

The man looked at the sky that had disappeared in a daze, and seemed to be a little confused.

"What do you want, why don't you hurry up and send a message to your shopkeeper."

At this time, the peer on the side patted the man: "This senior, it is estimated that he is an old acquaintance with your shopkeeper, otherwise he would not ask these ......"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The man woke up like a dream, and hurriedly touched out the transmission note, and a transmission sound came out......

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(End of chapter)