The so-called 'ghost market' is already sneaky and secretive enough, and every time it opens, it has to change a different place, which shows the painstaking efforts of the undertaker! It can be seen that every time the market opens and closes, there may be unpredictable risks.

Thinking so, Lin Yi walked forward behind the crowd, and only then did he see the place in front of him clearly.

This is a small valley, and not far ahead, there are two caves dozens of feet apart. Sensing the abnormality in the sky, Lin Yi looked up, the starry sky was quiet, the night was silent, and there was no trace of the city protection formation.

Could it be that he is out of Arashi?

Slightly stunned, Lin Yi scattered his senses. There are undulating mountains and forests for hundreds of miles around, and where there is still the shadow of Arashi, this is clearly an unknown place outside the city.

"In the place where the left hand is lowered, there are seniors who are above Jindan...... Fellow Daoists below the foundation, please go this way....." A man in black shouted in front of him, and the crowd slowly parted, walking towards the two caves that separated them.

Lin Yi walked towards the cave on his right, and couldn't help but glance to the left. In the crowd, a slender figure was dodging......

There were more than 100 people who came to this valley, and after the separation, there were as many as twenty or thirty people on Lin Yi's side. But in the blink of an eye, he entered the entrance of the cave that was more than a foot high, and there was a different world in it.

The cave of 100 zhang size is divided into two halves, one large and one small, and the top of the cave is inlaid with fluorite and pearls, and it is bright in all directions. The big one has a radius of seventy or eighty zhang, and there are more than ten Jindan monks who are like scattered cultivators, each guarding a place and sitting cross-legged in Dangyang. In front of each person were all kinds of pills, magic weapons, herbs, talismans, jade slips, gold stones, and so on, all of which were related to cultivation, and there were even some ordinary and rare things.

The cave went inside, a little cramped, twenty or thirty zhang in a place with a circle of seats, and there was a stone platform made of white jade, I don't know what it was used for.

"Don't ask the source of the treasure, those who are destined will get it. The purchase and sale are voluntary, the money and goods are both paid off, and they will not admit their accounts when they turn around! Please ...... the seniors and masters to themselves" A Jindan monk who has covered his face should be the deacon here. After he shouted, the group of people who entered the cave scattered in all directions, and walked to the dozen or so stalls, and the cave suddenly became lively.

"Five bottles of Yunhua Pill, take out three thousand spirit stones and take them away......"

As soon as the cries began, someone shouted urgently: "I want the pill......

Someone then greeted, "I'll give three thousand and a half ......."

After that, someone said: "Four thousand spirit stones, the elixir belongs to me......"

"Damn, do you understand the rules, it's the price I should pay first, this is called first-come, first-served. Have the ability to rob it...... Hmph!"

"Humph......"

"Humph......"

Yunhua Dan was bought by the late Jindan man who spoke first, and in his triumph, he didn't forget to make a provocative speech at Fang Cai's opponent. The other two men in the middle of Jindan had to stop, and after each snorted angrily, they slowly gathered together with each other, whispering, not knowing what they were conspiring to.

Seeing all this in his eyes, Lin Yi shook his head slightly. With his hands behind his back, he strolled around the stalls.

The things here, perhaps because of the improper origin, are at least thirty percent cheaper than those in the fairy shop!

For the cheap Yunhua Pill, Lin Yi was also quite tempted, but he had no intention of asking for trouble for it. Walking to a stall that no one cared about, he stopped at random to watch.

The stall owner was a monk in the early days of Jindan, and there was no prohibition on covering his face. His robe is shabby, his body is thin, he has a goatee, and he looks wooden, silently guarding his stall.

Lin Yi had no intention of investigating the origin of the stall owner, but he became curious about the few things placed in front of him. Other sellers are afraid that their treasures will not be able to sell at a good price because they are not glamorous or eye-catching, but this one in front of him seems to be a trader of old goods.

On top of a tattered hide, dirty, there were no more, no less, only three strange things. One was a stone more than a foot square, yellow and white, covered in earth, as if it had just been dug out of the ground, the other was a dragon-shaped ornament, vulgar and looked more like a bad stone, and finally a small, ordinary-looking bottle with a thick layer of dirt on the stopper, which had not been opened for a long time, and I did not know what it contained.

Seeing that there were customers patronizing, the stall owner did not raise his eyelids, but just sat like a wooden clay sculpture. Lin Yiyi wanted to ask for advice on the doubts in his heart, but when he saw the other party like this, he could only give up. He shook his head and turned to another stall. Before he had taken two steps, two other people came behind him and were talking to the stall owner.

"Hehe! What kind of treasure is this Taoist friend selling?"

"Hey, didn't you just dig it out of the ground......"

"yes! There's dirt on it......

"Daoist friends are not going to dig the graves of ordinary people....., right?

These two casual cultivators are dressed up, one is in the middle of Jindan, and the other is in the early stage of Jindan. The two of them stood in front of the stall, you and I said a word, and their mouths were not idle.

The stall owner ignored the ridicule of the two people, and just sat still, not saying a word.

Seeing this, the monk in the middle of the Jindan period smiled again and asked, "The business comes to the door, and the Taoist friends don't respond, who knows what you are selling?"

The stall owner rolled his eyes and said word by word: "I don't know ...... either"

"Hehe, sure enough, isn't this digging up people's graves and digging up people's burials......" The other man continued to tease.

The monk in the middle of the Jindan period stretched out his hand to stop his companion and said insightfully: "As long as it is an immortal thing, there is a way to distinguish it...... He then asked: "Can you take a closer look at what you are selling?"

The stall owner squeezed out two words with a blank face: "Please!"

Hearing this, the two laughed, each bent down to pick up something on the ground, and looked at it curiously. After a while, they were all at a loss, and they couldn't see anything famous. One of them shook his head, put down what he was holding, and said, "You and I better not delay our work......

The monk in the middle of the Jindan period was unconvinced, and turned over and over the three things for a long time, but still found nothing. Seeing the urging of his companion, he put down the stone of unknown origin, shook the small bottle in his hand a few times, and said a little reluctantly: "This thing may be a mundane thing, and it is not worth a few spirit stones, you might as well buy it back and fool others...... He turned to the stall owner and said very generously: "I want these three things, Daoist friends should say a price!"

Another person smiled and said: "Such an unknown thing, no one wants to give it away for nothing, and you still use spirit stones to buy ......"

The stall owner frowned, and said impatiently: "One hundred thousand!"

"What do you say? 100,000 ......?" The monk in the middle of Jindan was already full of surprise, threw the vial in his hand on the ground, stared at the stall owner in disbelief, and suddenly mocked loudly: "A few broken things of unknown origin dare to be priced at 100,000 yuan, isn't this Taoist friend poor and crazy?"

The other person couldn't help but laugh, and actually laughed on the side, pointing at the stall owner and teasing: "Why don't you ask for 100,000 yuan for a thing......?

The stall owner was unmoved, simply put his goatee in his hand, shook his head, and said, "It's a hundred thousand!"

"...... you?" The mid-stage monk Jindan couldn't laugh at this time, and instead said angrily: "Are you playing tricks on me?" His companion also laughed for a while, and said in amazement: "This is really poor and crazy......"

"Selling goods!" the stall owner replied lightly, his eyelids drooped, and he simply ignored the two of them.

Seeing that a loose cultivator in the early stage of Jindan was so arrogant and rude, the monk in the middle stage of Jindan snorted coldly, and he was already fierce, and scolded: "Talking to you in a good life, but you don't know how to lift." Hmph, if it were somewhere else, I would ......."

The cave is such a big place, and there is a lot of noise here, and it soon attracts people over, and some people are curious to ask, what treasure actually costs 100,000 yuan......

Twenty or thirty people surrounded him in the blink of an eye, and among them were those few Yuanying monks.

Seeing this, the monk in the early stage of Jindan didn't want to make trouble, so he hurriedly dragged his companion and comforted: "This person is guilty of hysteria, so you don't need to be familiar with him!" The other party understood, but still turned around and spat angrily, and scolded: "If it were another place, I would strangle you to death.....

The stall owner sat upright, but he glanced coldly at the two who left, and nodded inexplicably.

Lin Yi did not leave, and was always watching. For some reason, looking at the stall owner's expression, his heart was inexplicably stunned. He was indifferent to the crowd gathered around, and turned to look at the stone on the ground, and there was a flash of red in his eyes.

"Hehe! what is worth 100,000 spirit stones, I'll take a look......." A person walked past Lin Yi with a smile, suddenly looked back and winked at him, and then pretended not to know how to turn to the stall, leaning over at the three things.

At this time, four or five more monks with their faces uncovered walked towards the stalls. When the rest of the people saw it, they immediately extinguished their thoughts of joining in the excitement and stood aside one by one to watch.

Lin Yi stood in the crowd and silently looked at the situation in front of him. In the courtyard before he came, he saw the familiar faces of the group, but he just pretended not to know. The person who secretly signaled to him was Lin Jiangxian. Apparently, the other party recognized himself. In addition, the merchant Yin seen at the gate of Lancheng was also among them.

The other four showed their true faces, namely a middle-aged woman, a man in the prime of life, an old man with a sad face, and an old woman with goosebumps. Its dress and demeanor should be from different immortal sects, and their cultivation is not much different from each other, all of them are in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

"Oh! Please forgive Lin for being clumsy! The treasure is currently difficult to distinguish, but what can I do!" Lin Jiangxian sighed, and asked the stall owner with a smile: "I don't know the origin of the treasure yet, can you tell me one or two?"

The stall owner's expression was the same as before, and he ignored a few Yuanying masters and the onlookers. He glanced at Lin Jiangxian lightly and said, "Born and raised!"

Hearing this, Lin Jiangxian was stunned, and then took a step back and looked at the other party. Shaoqing, he didn't think he was angry, but smiled, actually arched his hands, and said: "Don't ask the origin of the treasure, you are born to raise it!

The stall owner's expression was stiff, his cultivation was inferior, and he was clearly a shabby casual cultivator. In the face of Yuanying's senior's questioning, he was so cold and extremely rude. But buying and selling is voluntary, and the rules are like this, so it's not good to care about anything. And Lin Jiangxian did not respect his elders, but instead asked for advice with them, which made it a little more fun to joke in the eyes of everyone. Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in the cave.

Those three things were laid out on the ground, and with a little use of the divine sense, they could be seen countless times without any strange things. After Lin Jiangxian's words, those Yuanying monks were no longer interested in this. At this moment, the deacon of the 'ghost market' shouted loudly again: "The stall has been closed......!

After a greeting, everyone turned around and walked deeper into the cave. The scattered cultivators who set up the stalls packed up their things, some left behind, and some left.

What is Doubao and what is Seeking Treasure, Lin Yi doesn't know anything about it. But he didn't pay attention to this, but walked up to the stall owner and said, "Can you borrow that...... A look at the stones?"

The stall owner had no intention of staying here for long, so he took what was on the ground and wanted to leave. Hearing someone ask, he slowly turned around. His eyes flashed, he held the stone in his hand, and asked, "Could it be that you know this?"

Lin Yi took the stone in his hand and looked at it for a long time. Looking around, he muttered for a moment and nodded slightly......