"Bazaar" Meng Shuai repeated, "Is it that...... Ghost market or something?"

The middle-aged man said, "Exactly." A bazaar is a market where a group of people from all over the world trade privately. It is extremely difficult to get started, and once you enter, the benefits are not small, and there are really a lot of good things in it. ”

Meng Shuai groaned slightly, took out the sign with the word "ruin", and said, "But this thing?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "This is exactly the certificate." Don't look at the long and dilapidated, I'm afraid you won't be able to find three sides of the entire Wufang world. ”

Meng Shuai nodded, then reacted, and said, "Isn't that right? The bazaar is a person from all worlds, and there are no three pieces in the five worlds, who are the people in the bazaar?"

The middle-aged man said: "The worlds I am talking about are not the places you think. To put it bluntly, the Wufang World is just a world, not a complete world. ”

Meng Shuai was stunned, these words subverted his cognition, and he couldn't react for a while.

The middle-aged man smiled lightly: "With your cultivation, you shouldn't have come into contact with these things so early. But who told you to have a chance? If you don't have enough chances, you can also learn something that others can't touch, and it's also good for your future. ”

Meng Shuai wanted to ask again, but the middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Time is pressing, I'll talk about it later." Prepare first. ”

He nodded the wooden sign in his hand and said, "This is the entry voucher for the bazaar, but the level is not high, you can only enter, not organize." You can only enter if you have the most authority and can summon the few summons of the bazaar to let the bazaar open. The bazaar is held irregularly, or every few years, or a few days, depending on whether there is a convocation, and every time the sign flashes for the first time, it means that the bazaar will open after twelve hours, and you have to prepare in advance. If there's something to change, or something to make a shot, be ready. After the time limit, there is no chance. ”

Meng Shuai exclaimed: "So, I don't have time to prepare?"

The middle-aged man said: "I naturally prepared ......" Speaking of this, he coughed lightly and said, "This bazaar voucher will be yours in the future, and you can go in as many times as you want." This is the first time, just to see and see. ”

Meng Shuai understood, the middle-aged man pointed him to find the bazaar card, and naturally he also had selfish intentions, I am afraid that he wanted to go by himself, but he didn't have a chance, so he let Meng Shuai replace him. This bazaar card flashed once twelve hours ago, and Meng Shuai hadn't come yet, but the middle-aged man had already seen it, calculated the hour, and asked him to come down on time.

Meng Shuai asked, "Seniors may go along?"

The middle-aged man shook his head regretfully and said, "I have the heart but I am powerless." ”

Meng Shuai said: "Then what advice do you have?"

The middle-aged man said: "Here-" turned around and took out a space ring, and said: "I want to exchange something for huàn, if you encounter it, you might as well take it for me." If you don't encounter it, then you can't force it, after all, there are many uncertain ...... in the bazaar."

Meng Shuai took out the list, glanced at it, and found that it was all things that he had never heard of, but most of them were related to "souls", such as soul nourishing wood, soul cleansing spiritual liquid, etc., which seemed to be things that middle-aged people could use by themselves. And the things that the middle-aged man was going to exchange were what Meng Shuai had seen, but they were extremely precious and rare, and even Lin Ling probably didn't have a few pieces.

He secretly said to himself, knowing that the bazaar was probably too advanced for him. With his net worth, don't look at the number one in the Wufang world, if he is in the bazaar, I am afraid that he will not even have a part in coaxing.

The middle-aged man took out another cloak and a grimace mask, and said, "This is a standard costume, everyone wears it like this." Don't reveal your appearance, don't disclose personal information, and don't find out the true face of others, especially with mental power. This is a big taboo. ”

Meng Shuai nodded, there is no doubt that there is a set of unspoken rules in a place like a bazaar, and if it is destroyed, it will definitely not end well.

Then, the middle-aged man took out two more sealing jade talismans, one in front of the other, and pasted them on Meng Shuai. "Entering the bazaar, there is an extremely long space movement, the distance is far longer than you can imagine. This kind of transfer is extremely demanding on the body, and with your cultivation, it is very difficult to go unscathed. Only with the protection of large pad printing can you go back and forth safely. ”

Meng Shuai looked down at the big shift seal, quite wonderful, and unconsciously inquired.

The middle-aged man saw him thinking and said, "This is all a small way, if you have a heart, you can distract yourself when you move for a while, and you may have unprecedented gains." ”

Meng Shuai nodded, and the middle-aged man told him a few more words, all of which were precautions in the bazaar, and Meng Shuai wrote them down one by one. At this time, the space moved, and the wooden sign emitted a strong light.

Before Meng Shuai could say goodbye, with a fluctuation, his body had disappeared in place. The middle-aged man watched him leave, sighed lightly, and turned his back.

At this moment, I only heard a quiet voice with a hint of sharpness coming from upstairs: "Lian Rusheng, you still refuse to give up?"

The middle-aged man's face sank, but his voice was still steady: "Ants are still stealing life, and practicing someone is just a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death." ”

The voice upstairs sneered: "You also deserve to be compared with ants? ants are still living creatures, you are just a monster that has died a long time ago - you should not have such a thing, why don't you accept your fate and turn into dust, and still struggle to obstruct people's eyes?"

Lian Rusheng was silent for a moment and said, "After so many years, you still hate me so much...... In fact, don't you and I share the same disease?"

The voice from upstairs said, "What a sympathy! I am in the same situation as you because you dragged me down the water." Although I can't go downstairs, I have always felt deeply that you, the culprit, are lying downstairs with me, which makes me sick beyond measure. When are you going to die?"

Lian Rusheng closed his eyes and sighed lightly: "You hate me so much, have you ever thought that Duan Lingfeng upstairs hates you too? How much better are you than me? Now there are only a few of us left, and we still have to resent each other, isn't this day even more difficult?"

The voice from upstairs said, "So what? I'm sorry for Duan Lingfeng, he hates me as a matter of course." If you are sorry for me, I naturally hate you, is this contradiction? I just wonder why a small empty tower gathers so much resentment, why doesn't it collapse? If it collapses, it is better for us to perish together than ...... like this."

The voice faded down, and finally fell silent. The middle-aged man stopped talking, and his face was full of sadness and despair.

The world is spinning!

Every qiē in front of me is spinning, and all kinds of colorful colors flash in front of me, and the drama of change is enough to induce epilepsy. The violent sound of the wind whistling in my ears, drilling through my eardrums, reaching my head, buzzing in the depths of my head.

After an unprecedented feeling of vertigo, another space appeared in Meng Shuai's body.

Although he had stopped spinning, he still closed his eyes tightly, and did not wake up from his trance-as the middle-aged man said, the moment he had just moved, he had entered an unprecedented state, and countless changes in the spatial territory exploded in an instant, making him deeply fall into the contemplation of space.

"What's wrong, sir?"

Meng Shuai opened his eyes and saw a woman looking at him in front.

The woman was covered with a veil, and judging by her dress and standing posture, she was supposed to be a first-class maid.

Pulling out his mind from the enlightenment, Meng Shuai glanced at her again, and his pupils shrank-this woman is actually guarding a realm.

Although she is wearing a veil, she knows that she is a young woman by looking at her figure and hair, such a young innate realm, she is already a person like a star of hope in the northern world, but she is just a maid here!

Suddenly, Meng Shuai already knew what level he was in this bazaar, and there was no doubt that he was the bottom of the bottom, if he wasn't lucky, he might not be able to touch the threshold at all.

The surrounding light was dim, it seemed to be in a cave deep in, except for the maid, there was no one else, Meng Shuai guessed that this was probably an entrance to the ghost market, and muttered: "It's okay." And he said no more. He remembered that the middle-aged man had told him not to ask if he had no special needs, so as not to appear to be a first-time visitor and a cannibalistic calculation.

When the maid saw that he had reacted, she immediately lowered her head, took out a wooden card, a crystal ball, and offered it with both hands.

Meng Shuai had been instructed by the middle-aged man to know how to use it, and hung the wooden card outside the cloak, with the crystal ball in his hand. Both of these items are important items in the bazaar. The wooden card has a serial number, which is his identity, and the crystal ball is for trading.

Because of his standard movements and no nonsense, the maid naturally thought that he was an old guest, so she didn't say much, bowed down and said, "Please come here." As he spoke, he walked along the cave.

Walking along the way, he didn't meet anyone else, and Meng Shuai never saw the shadow of the bazaar.

I walked for a while, but I could hear the murmuring of water, and it seemed that there was a river ahead. Meng Shuai didn't feel strange, although the middle-aged man said that the location of the bazaar was uncertain every time, but the dark underground river, the hazy candlelight, and the layers of caves were most in line with Meng Shuai's imagination of the bazaar.

Turning around the cave, I saw an underground river, which rushed into the depths of the cave. There was a canoe tethered to the shore. The maid turned sideways and said, "You can get on the boat yourself, or I'll take the helm for you." ”

Meng Shuai swept it, and already knew that the canoe was sealed and he could walk, so what the maid said was "steering", not rowing. Most of these boats are easy to drive, but Meng Shuai has other concerns.

"Is there only one way to this waterway?" Meng Shuai asked.

The maid bowed and replied, "There are several forks in the road ahead, but they are all different venues, and there are signs. ”

Meng Shuai said: "Then you will take the helm." "The signage is simple, but for him as a novice, it may be troublesome, it is better to let someone else take the helm, and he will hide for a while.

The maid stretched out her hand to ask Meng Shuai to get on the boat first, and when he sat down, she stood behind the boat, stretched out her hand and pressed it, and a light lit up on the boat, bright as a star, orange and red, it was really a little weird.

As soon as the water waved, the boat slowly drifted off the shore and drifted down the water to the depths of the cave.