There is a long brick and stone wall in front of the Yehu workshop in front of him, Wu Mu has also passed by here several times before, but he has not seen any wall.

She remembered that Zhou Deming had told her that as long as the monk passed by here, he would show his cultivation a little, and a wall would appear. Behind this wall is the bazaar where the monks used to buy and sell.

After she revealed her cultivation, a wall appeared that she had never seen before.

Mo Wunian understood that the wall in front of him was not a real wall, but an illusion used to confuse people. He remembered that this simple technique seemed to be called "covering his ears and stealing the bell".

"If you believe me, put on a mask and come in with me. After Mo Wunian said something to her lightly, he walked straight towards the wall and escaped inside.

Wu Mu looked at the ugly "big-headed doll" mask in his hand, bit his silver teeth, put it on his face helplessly and disgustedly, and followed him through the wall.

After entering it, the most heard was the same shouting as outside the wall, but Wu Mu found that listening carefully was still a little different.

For example, if someone shouts and sells "dragon liver and phoenix marrow", most of them will be regarded as charlatans selling dog skin plasters outside. But in fact, this is not the case, and there are really people who have come to see this "dragon liver and phoenix marrow", but it is no longer silver taels that are used to buy and sell, but spirit stones!

Of course, this can't be the real dragon liver and phoenix marrow, the dragon and the phoenix are all top-level existences in the demon clan, and few people are bold enough to take their liver and marrow.

At this time, Wu Mu noticed that in the bazaar, except for the monks who might be stationed here to set up stalls, the rest of the people were all using hats or masks to hide their faces, she touched the mask on her face, she probably knew what Mo Wunian meant by letting her wear a mask.

But immediately afterward, she saw a scene that made her extremely uncomfortable, several young girls of her age, with beautiful faces, with dull eyes and wooden expressions, who were chained like livestock for anyone to be bought and sold.

Next to them, a man in Tsing Yi with a handful of goatee and a handful of goatee looked at the passers-by with his eyes slightly closed and a gentle smile on his face.

It's just striking that he holds the chains that lock those girls in his hands!

"A soul that has been extracted, a high-quality flesh furnace. A hundred spirit stones......" and there were words in his mouth.

His words hit Wu Mu even harder, making her stop in front of the man in Tsing Yi for a long time.

Furnace Ding, Extract the Soul ......

This is the thing that the demon monks are most familiar with, and they like to extract the soul of a young woman to nourish their spiritual platform, and then use the physical body as a furnace to improve their cultivation.

She also understood why Zhou Deming rarely mentioned this market, but why he always warned in his words!

And while she was standing at the girls, not far away, the two monks were talking and laughing one moment, and the next moment one of them took advantage of his unpreparedness to cut off the other's head with a sword.

The head rolled down and stopped beyond the steps of Wu Mu and Mo Wunian with a puzzled look on their faces.

Everything in front of her was hateful and impacted Wu Mu's heart, she grew up in the famous and decent Baicao Sect, she was nurtured by morality and etiquette, how could she have seen such a ridiculous and chaotic scene in front of her that had no morality at all and no reason to talk about.

She didn't know what kind of emotions she was, so she stopped and looked at these innocent girls who were chained, and she subconsciously told her that she should save them from a decent family.

But she stayed where she was, but she didn't move for a long time.

"What's the matter, the girl is interested in my furnaces?" The man in Tsing Yi opened a pair of bloodshot eyes, and said to Wu Mu, who had stopped for a long time, with a smile on his face.

He looked at the figure in the pink skirt wearing a baby-faced mask in front of him, but his posture was very graceful, and a touch of greed in his bloodshot eyes was fleeting.

"Let's go. Mo Wunian called Wu Mu, and she seemed to have just come back to her senses, and after glancing at him, she left here with him and walked towards the depths of the market.

"I know what you're thinking, you want to save those guys. It's just that their souls have been drained, and saving them is just a walking corpse. ”

"And the cultivation world has always been cruel and ruthless, and what you see in front of you is only the tip of the iceberg. ”

"Let's open some. If you have the heart and you will succeed in your cultivation in the future, you can come and settle here. ”

After walking a few steps away, it was rare for Mo Wunian to talk more, his voice was flat and very small, and it was difficult to hear without listening carefully.

In fact, as early as when Wu Mu told him that there was such a place, he probably guessed what kind of place it would be.

In his impression, if there were always places in the spiritual world that monks used to buy and sell, they would not be located in a place where Zhong Lingyu was beautiful and far away from the dwellings of mortals. Like the one in front of me, which is hidden in the market and unsightly, it can be regarded as a "dark under the light" zone.

It's just that Mo Wunian listened to what Wu Mu said, Zhou Deming knew such a place, and Zhou Deming was the deputy head of the first Phantom Xiao Sect in Qingzhou, which was considered authentic, so naturally he couldn't tolerate the existence of such a place.

But Mo Wunian felt that existence had its reason, or something was holding back the decency represented by Zhou Deming.

He didn't think about it anymore, but in his previous life, he would have let such a place disappear if he saw it! But now, he was just a minor monk of the second level of spiritual induction, and he could not do anything......

Mo Wunian kept walking in front, Wu Mu followed behind him, and after a long time, her mood seemed to have calmed down a lot, and she said lightly: "Thank you." ”。

After all, she was a monk whose heart was far beyond that of mortals, although everything in front of her had shocked her previous cognition, and then she also remembered the last words Mo Wunian said when she comforted her.

The tone of that sentence was flat, but when she listened carefully, it was very similar to what the old-timers taught the younger students, and the more she thought about it, the more strange she felt.

In addition, she walked all the way, and she saw that Mo Wunian was absent-minded, and she just glanced at the stalls selling elixirs a few times, and a nameless life rose from the bottom of her heart.

"Hey, we're here to hang out, why don't you take a good look?" Her tone was a little heavier, and she said to Mo Wunian.

But Mo Wunian didn't pay attention to her, he wasn't really absent-minded, but the result was really unsatisfactory.

The metamorphosis-level elixir will inherently exude a faint spiritual power, and it is not like the enlightenment-level elixir that needs to be stimulated, and the monk only needs to meditate to feel it, and he can feel the difference between the two.

And to get to this point, the monk has to be meticulous in the realm of the array people. And Mo Wunian had reached this point, so along the way, he rarely stopped to look at the stalls selling elixirs.

Finally, he stopped at the stall of a middle-aged man who looked rich.