"Ancient monk's cave, can you come out alive when you go in?" Wang Mu obviously didn't believe the words of this strange old man, and he sneered. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Fellow Daoist, what you said is not right, even you can do it when the opportunity comes, but I risked nine deaths to bring out these ancient jades, and the price of a hundred spirit stones is not expensive!" said Lao Suo with a smile.

"Brother, don't believe him. Ancient monks rarely used jade slips, and they often used ancient jade to record exercises and images, but I think most of the ancient jade in this stall has expired because of its age, so let alone a hundred spirit stones, even one is too expensive for me!"

"A hundred spirit stones, buy all the things in your stall!" Wang Mu suddenly laughed.

There are not many things on the stall, except for more than 20 pieces of black ancient jade, and a few ugly black cans, this old man has not sold a single one for a day, and finally met a guest, but Wang Mu opened his mouth to buy them all!

"Fellow Daoist, you're too ruthless in bargaining...... Why don't you choose two of these from a hundred spirit stones?" said with a strong laugh.

"Don't sell it, then forget it!" Wang Mu laughed playfully, and walked towards the crowded stall in the distance without looking back.

However, Wang Mu didn't take a few steps, and the old man's shout came from behind him: "Fellow Daoist, slow and slow!"

Wang Mu didn't expect that the old man would actually take the stall and chase after him, and then hugged the pile of ancient jade black jars, and shouted anxiously: "That's it, half of it...... Fellow Daoist, you have a hundred spirit stones, and you can take half of these things from me!"

"Old Pot, which one did you just fancy?" Wang Mu asked quietly.

"Well, it's that triangular piece of black jade!" the pot elder replied quickly.

Wang Mu stared at Lao Suo, at this moment the two were only one step apart, Wang Mu could even see the old spots on each other's faces, obviously his longevity was not much.

"This one...... This one...... And that, pack them all for me!" Wang Mu handed over a hundred spirit stones and pretended to point a few times.

"Okay!" Lao Suo's action in collecting the spirit stone was so fast that even Wang Mu didn't see it clearly, but he didn't cheat, and handed over all the ancient jade that Wang Mu wanted to Wang Mu, and finally gave an extra black jar.

Sou!

As soon as Wang Mu looked up, he found that this strange old man had disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

As for the reason for this, Wang Mu soon knew.

There was a commotion behind him, and Wang Mu looked behind him, but a group of people squeezed over with a stretcher.

"What about the dead old man who sold the poison jar?" That group of people had different cultivation and the same costumes, but they didn't know which sect disciple they were from.

"Senior Brother Hua, the poison tank that Senior Brother Liu bought at this stall just now, but the old man is gone!"

It was a thin man who spoke, and when he looked around, he happened to see Wang Mu holding an identical poison jar in his hand!

"There, Senior Brother Hua, this is this kind of poison jar, this person must be in the same group as that old man!" the thin man shouted loudly.

Wow!

In an instant, more than a dozen eyes shot over, and before Wang Mu could react, those people had already surrounded Wang Mu inside.

"This fellow Daoist, this poison jar you sold killed my Senior Brother Liu, and now he is lying there unconscious, how are you going to calculate this account?" Senior Brother Hua, who was led by the group, stepped forward and asked.

Wang Mu sneered and snorted: "Whoever you buy it from will naturally go to whom, and your junior brother is willing to buy it." As for this black jar, I just bought it with a hundred spirit stones, and I want to find that old guy too, why don't you let me know when you find him?"

"Senior Brother Hua, I think it's better to take this person on the spot and take him to the Fang City Law Enforcement Department for evaluation!" shouted the thin man who spoke before.

"Yes, I'm standing here, I don't know which of you wants to take someone first!" Wang Mu looked indifferent and smiled calmly.

This scene was looked at by the man surnamed Hua, and he hesitated a little.

"Since this black jar of yours was also bought in that person's hand, then don't bother too much, say goodbye!" The man surnamed Hua turned around and left.

A group of people are menacing, and they are in a hurry.

However, Wang Mu glanced at the person lying on the deputy stretcher, and saw that his face was yellow and black, and he really looked like he was highly poisonous.

In this way, Wang Mu's hand playing with the black jar suddenly stopped, and at this time, someone around him whispered a few words, and Wang Mu listened to it.

"Those people just now seem to be the monks of the Chen family, and it is said that the Chen family is also a large family in the Taiyi Immortal Gate, and it is really powerful when I see it today. ”

"That strange old man has been setting up a stall here for more than a month, but no one seems to be able to catch him, and it is also a strange story in Qianjifang City. ”

......

Wang Mu was disturbed by the group of monks just now, and suddenly lost the mood to continue staying.

When Wang Mu walked out of the northern city, he went around the market several times, and finally got into an alley where no one was around, and at the same time took the stealth soup to avoid the tracking of some people.

When he returned to the rented inn, half a day had passed, and as soon as Wang Mu returned to the house, he poured the strange black jade he had just bought on the table.

Ancient monks, in fact, are all human beings like immortal cultivators, but after a long time, today's cultivation realm is beyond the scope of exquisiteness.

It is rumored that in ancient times, the vitality of heaven and earth in the cultivation realm was at its peak, and monks could successfully build a foundation as long as they cultivated enough, but at that time, there was no such thing as impacting the bottleneck of foundation building.

Some of the classics that Wang Mu has read record that when the ancient monks passed on the exercises, they would choose to use a kind of mystic technique to be recorded in the black jade, and as long as this black jade is opened, the inheritance inside will last for a period of time before dissipating in the heavens and the earth.

As for the existing jade slips in the cultivation realm, they were much worse than the ancient monks' inheritance black jade, because the jade slips could be copied countless times, while the inheritance black jade could only be used once.

Wang Mu picked out the triangular one from a pile of black jade, and then asked, "Old pot, can this piece of black jade really be used?"

"Of course, most of them are waste, only this piece of black jade is still sealed, but I don't know what kind of exercises are inherited here, or maybe it's just the cultivation experience of the ancient monks. The old man of the pot will be skeptical.

"If it's really a cultivation experience, it's better, as for the exercises or something, give them to me now, I can't learn them!" Wang Mu sighed.

"By the way, how can this thing be opened?" Wang Mu asked after thinking for a while.

"It's not easy to open it, you can slowly probe out your spiritual sense towards it, but in order to prevent you from being injured by some of the ancient monks' methods, you can refine a shocking soup now. The old pot reminded.

"What, this thing can still hurt me?" Wang Mu was shocked.

"Of course, if this is a inheritance left by a real person in the Yuan Infant Stage with great mana, if you don't have some means of protection, won't you be hurt by it? Listen to me, if you don't listen, with your cultivation in the Quenching Realm, those powerful inheritances are likely to tear up your sanity in an instant, and let you be carried away like that paralyzed man!" said the old man angrily.

At this time, Wang Mu suddenly remembered the monk paralyzed on a stretcher he saw in Fang City, and he was shocked, and then replied honestly: "Then I'll refine the Shocking Soup first!"