Lin Zixuan, who was worried about her, didn't know that she had fallen into the calculation, and she was in retreat at this time, intending to break through to enlightenment.

She is not the first person to do this, Yang Luoyu, the successor of the East Fence Drawing Technique, and Nan Kemeng, the little junior brother of the West Zhao Wanfa Mansion who found the opportunity to steal the heavens, are also cultivating in the Dao Tibetan Middle Realm at this time, wanting to cross the Dao Zang in one fell swoop and enter the supreme realm of Tongming.

Now that the source has been extinguished, the energy accumulated for thousands of years has escaped into the world, and their group of talented young powerhouses are all vying for chance. On his deathbed, the Holy Division once said that even if the source is broken and the energy is returned to heaven and earth, there is still a lot of luck, and there are only six strong people who can reach the Ming Realm with this luck, like Xia Donglai, Jiang Yuli, Zuo Ming Wang, Zhang Longhu and others are too old and lacking in vitality, and the peak of Daozang is already the limit, and there is no chance with Tongming Life, and it is not a threat.

Only Lin Zixuan, Yang Luoyu, Shang Zeyi, Nan Kemeng, Yao Wangjiang, Yi Qingqiu, Wang Zhaomo, Sanye, Di Xin, Lin Suifeng and a few other rising heroes can really have a chance to enter Tongming, but the number of six people is already the limit of heaven and earth energy, so they need to scramble to find opportunities.

Among these people, Nan Kemeng is the most likely, Shang Zeyi is the most unlikely, the former has found an opportunity nine years ago, and no one knows how far he has reached after nine years of retreat, while the latter has already entered the Mingming, but he has fallen out of the realm in order to break the source, and it is more difficult than anyone to pick it up again.

And she, Lin Zixuan, said that if she has not crossed the catastrophe, she will never be able to enter Tongming.

This catastrophe, Lin Zixuan knew that it was a love catastrophe, and it should be on Shang Zeyi. But she didn't want to respond, so Lin Zixuan's retreat was ineffective, and the realm always stayed in the middle realm of Daozang.

She came out of the retreat quietly and looked at her palm, where there was a line that twisted and broke in the middle of it, and then there was no more story, and she knew that the line was her emotional line, a foreshadowing of her feelings.

Is it because you are afraid of being hurt? Or maybe you have to be injured to be qualified to find the opportunity to move towards enlightenment. Lin Zixuan shook her palm and put the broken emotional thread in her palm, she thought, maybe it's time to go to Shangguo and see Shang Zeyi again.

"Ahh ”

Shang Zeyi, who was far away in the Golden Building, seemed to have a sense and sneezed, he rubbed his nose and muttered, "Who is scolding me?" ”

At this time, Yao Wang Jiang was accompanying him to wander around Linjin Street.

Although Emperor Shang forced Shang Zeyi to stay in the Golden Building, he did not restrict his freedom, so when the sun was right today, Shang Zeyi was able to pull Yao Wang Jiang out to go shopping.

As the most prosperous street of Jinlou, Linjin Street is full of land and inclusive, and the best businesses in the world have stores here, and he also saw the Ma family's business here. Because it is good, it is expensive, and the things sold in Linjin Street are expensive, and even so, the crowds are still endless, because as long as there are goods on this continent, you can find the best here.

The street is very long, there are still more natives on the street, the two of them are walking on the street without disguise, and Shang Zeyi's identity is particularly conspicuous, so he has suffered a lot of cold eyes along the way, and has also met and expelled many so-called loyal ministers and righteous people who intend to assassinate Shang Zeyi, and Yao Wang Jiang only silently accompanies Shang Zeyi.

He knew that Shang Zeyi's realm had declined again in the past few days, and although he was still in the middle realm of returning to the void, he had already shown signs of instability, and he might fall back to the initial realm of returning to the void at any time.

The lower Shang Zeyi's realm is, the more worried he is, even if Emperor Shang personally asks Shang Zeyi to stay, but the Golden Mansion is not safe, Shang Zejin is eyeing the side, and he may attack at any time. There is also Xia Donglai, his two apprentices were killed and injured by Shang Zeyi, which made him lose face, and he will definitely make a move against Shang Zeyi to get his face back.

It's just that Xia Donglai will come openly, and Shang Zejin will most likely use some secret methods, which is more troublesome compared to the latter.

Yao Wangjiang was always on guard, his face was grim, Shang Zeyi didn't care, he turned his head and pinched Yao Wangjiang's face, and said with a hippie smile: "Why do you look like you are bitter and hateful, walk, wait and take you to an interesting place." ”

Yao Wang Jiang didn't have the heart to go to any fun places, he was only worried about Shang Zeyi now, after all, Shang Zeyi's realm plummeted, like a wooden barrel leaking all the time, and one day there would be no water left, and at that time, a random assassin who refined the gods could easily kill him.

And he originally wanted to rely on medical skills to treat Shang Zeyi, but he could only cure Shang Zeyi's body and heart crystal locks, but he couldn't do anything about the trauma of his soul.

Shang Zeyi's current state is like a wooden barrel that has broken several boards, and the three boards of God, heart, and soul are like wooden barrels, all of which are damaged, if only two of them are cured, and there is still a shortcoming, even if they are cured, it will not help to heal both.

"Back then, when the source was battled, your body, mind and soul were injured at the same time to cause your realm to plummet, and now your body has almost recovered, and the injured heart crystal can also be cured with the medical skills of the Medicine King's Mansion, but your soul, what can you do?" asked Medicine King Jiang.

Strong enemies are around, and it is impossible for Yao Wang Jiang to be by Shang Zeyi's side all the time, and the tiger also has a nap, and now the best way to protect Shang Zeyi is to help Shang Zeyi recover his realm.

As long as he recovers his realm, he is still the invincible White Deer City Lord, not to mention Shang Zejin's second-generation blood horseman, even if the mansion masters of the four provinces of the rivers and lakes gather, he is not his opponent, and there will be no threat to the world.

"It's not like there's no way, it's just a matter of luck. Shang Zeyi didn't know the importance of soul repair to him, so he took Yao Wang Jiang out to go shopping.

He wanted to find something that could help him restore his soul, but the owner of this thing was gone, and after all these years, he didn't know if it was still there.

This thing is not in Linjin Street, which is full of goods, but in a gray area of Jinlou that refuses ordinary people.

Linjin Street is very long, and the sun is everywhere, revealing a sense of grandeur. But the world can't always be magnificent, and there are places where the sun can't shine. At the corner of Linjin Street, there is a place where the sun does not shine, giving birth to a shadow, I don't know if it is because the building next to it is too high or the street structure is like this, it is dark all year round.

Shang Zeyi walked to a dark corner, and then melted into the darkness.

Yao Wang Jiang also followed.

There is an alley in the dark, you have to get used to the darkness to see, the alley is very deep and gray, it is the way the darkness dilutes the sunlight. Outside the alley, there is a clear sky, but here it is always gray, the gray is so thick that it can't be dispersed, like smoke and fog but it is not, like a strange person who has escaped the world, hiding in the shadows of the city.

It took about 300 steps to reach the top, where there was a mossy wooden door, very dilapidated and almost crumbling. There was a gray plaque on the door, and a dirty plaque had a few words written on it.

Grey Market for Strange Dealers.

There is also a line of small print underneath.

It is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and children can be deceived.

Then the inscription below, Shang Tao.

The merchant of the merchant country.

Looking at this name, Shang Zeyi kept thinking about it. Shang Tao is his imperial uncle, the two have a relationship between relatives and nephews, and he is a wisp of Shang Tao's remnant soul parasite, although he has achieved himself, and Shang Tao has long since disappeared, but he has never forgotten that he once shared one, gentle and brave, and always took care of his elders.

Shang Zeyi lingered under the door for a moment, then he shook his head and threw his thoughts out of his mind. He came to the gray market today to blame the gray market for a serious matter.

He continued walking, stepping over the decaying wood to the Grey Market.

This is Shang Zeyi's first time here, but he is no stranger.

Golden House is a free and commercially developed city, and some people say that as long as you can afford to pay the price, you can buy anything in Golden Tower. I don't know who said that, but he was right. The buying and selling of Jinlou is indeed omnipotent, as long as you are willing to pay the price, you can buy anything.

Because there are two places to do business in Jinlou, one is Linjin Street, and the other is the gray market of strange dealers.

All the bright, magnificent, and happy to be seen goods will be placed in the shops facing the sun on Linjin Street, which are expensive and valuable.

And all the shady and shady business of the Golden Mansion are hidden in the gray market of strange dealers, which is dangerous and mysterious compared to the palatial Linjin Street.

Shang Zeyi walked in the gray, passing through one after another people covered with gray robes and burying themselves in black. These gray people sat on the ground, and did not shout for solicitation, but waited silently, like corpses that had lost their lives.

None of them were the people Shang Zeyi was looking for, and they didn't have what he wanted.

Shang Zeyi continued to walk.

He walked through withered flowers, broken mirrors, and broken carriages, and finally reached the end.

At the end is a wall with a plaque on it that reads it.

The white plaque and black characters are like horizontal tombstones, but the words go through the clouds and water, and the pen is like clouds and smoke, forming a contrast.

Wang's shop.

The residence of Wang Xiaoming, the lord of the gray market.

Underneath the plaque is a door, the door is ajar, as if beckoning people to enter, like a black shop, not bad.

Gray black shop.

Waiting for Shang Zeyi to go in.

Pushing open the half-hidden door, Shang Zeyi and Yao Wang Jiang entered the black shop.

The door didn't seem to have been pushed in a long time, and it wasn't very flexible, and it reverberated back and forth in the empty gray market of strange rice with a piercing "creak" sound when it opened.

The person under the gray robe in the distance heard the voice, and there was a slight commotion, and then it returned to its coldness, and only looked at the door at the end with indifferent eyes, and the gray in the door.

Strictly speaking, it wasn't pure gray, with a hint of orange in the middle, trying to break through the gray mist, or it was just wrapped in gray as a robe, like everyone in the gray market.

It was a remnant orange lamp.