Xiuxian: I have a dream space

Chapter 119

"Director Wang, I'm Zhou Qing, things are going so well, I know."

A report that adds fuel and vinegar.

Zhou Qing put away his disciple's token, and smiled sinisterly: "Hey, don't share the benefits with me, you won't die if you're sick!"

As a pension department, the logistics hospital is relatively harmonious.

Li Qingxuan didn't violate the rules of the house by selling supplies for reporting damages.

But where there are people, there will be disputes.

The manager Wang he reported to was old, and through some connections, he was eager to break through and build a foundation, so whenever he had the opportunity, he liked to make some money.

When Li Qingxuan came back, he would definitely be blackmailed by that old guy.

"I really thought that my cultivation base is higher than mine, so I'm a senior brother, and I can't kill you in the future."

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing was in a good mood and prepared to find a place to rest.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Li Qingxuan, who had left before, had left and returned at some point, standing in front of the door, looking at him with a half-smile.

Zhou Qing's heart skipped a beat.

When did this Li Qingxuan come back!

I don't know if I heard what I said just now.

He squeezed out an ugly smile: "Brother Li Li, what's the matter, is there anything else?"

Li Qingxuan smiled faintly and shook his head: "It's okay, I'm just worried that my junior is just here and I'm curious, so I specially reminded my junior that this place is close to the Luoyou Mountains, and the identities of the monks who come and go are complicated, so don't be curious and hang out here, it's not safe."

After speaking, he smiled at Zhou Qing, who looked restless, and turned to leave again.

Gudong~
After hearing Li Qingxuan's words, Zhou Qing choked up his saliva subconsciously.

"Unsafe
Could it be that Li Qingxuan was threatening me when he heard me making a small report? "

After warning Zhou Qing.

Li Qingxuan put on a disguise robe and an iron mask, and came to the grove where the black market was located again after half a month.

It was daytime.

The grove was empty.

Normally, the black market is only open at night.

But this time, Li Qingxuan had a token specially issued by Tiger Head Corpse Refining.

He glanced around, and after he didn't feel any prying eyes, he took out a black fang several inches long from the storage bag, and stabbed into the void.

There was a crisp bang.

The vision in front of Li Qingxuan changed, and the real black market appeared in front of him.

Black Market Loft.

A corpse with a tiger's head and human body surrounded by corpse aura opened its eyes, showing joy.

It inhaled the body's corpse air into its nose in one breath, put on a pitch-black robe, and jumped down from the stairs a few times, landing in front of Li Qingxuan: "You are finally here."

Li Qingxuan frowned slightly as he smelled the relentless smell of corpses on the other party's body: "Some things have happened in the door recently, I can't come out, where are the things?"

With the strength of his soul, he pretended to be a foundation-building cultivator on the surface.

Too polite, but inappropriate.

Tiger Head Lian Zong took out several storage bags: "All the materials are here. As for the top-grade defensive magic weapon you want, I have already applied for it for you, but I have to wait for you to bring the talisman before I can give it to you."

"Very reasonable."

Li Qingxuan took the storage bag and was about to leave.

A flower in front of you.

The tiger-head refining corpse suddenly appeared in front of him and stopped him: "Fellow Daoist, since we have started to cooperate, there must be a name between you and me, right?"

Li Qingxuan was silent.

He knew that the other party didn't want a title that he didn't know the true or false, but wanted his own roots.

The same is true.

Naturally, materials worth tens of thousands would not be handed over to Li Qingxuan so easily just because he made the oath of heaven.

After refining the corpse with the tiger's head, he investigated the Xuanbao Pavilion's mansion afterwards, but found no foundation builder capable of producing [-] high-grade talismans within a year.

Always ask for a guarantee.

"Is it inappropriate?"

Li Qingxuan's evil spirit came out through his body, and his eyes became cold.

This is a black market, and the monks come here to deal with some things that are not easy to deal with in the square market.

It's a taboo to refine a corpse with a tiger's head!

Embarrassment flashed across Hutou Lianshi's eyes.

But I can't just say that I didn't find out Li Qingxuan's identity afterwards, it's for safety's sake.

It showed apology: "Fellow daoist, these materials are really worth a lot. If something goes wrong, I will definitely die. I can make an oath to the heavens. Only I know the situation of fellow daoist. If it is leaked, there will be a thunderbolt." , not to die."

Li Qingxuan saw that the other party's breath was attracted, locked himself, knew that it would be difficult to leave today if he didn't make it clear, the corners of his mouth raised under the iron face: "Daoist friend, before asking someone, why don't you report your family name?"

The tiger-headed corpse-refining grinned, revealing its stinky fangs: "The way of the dead, the way of sewing corpses!"

"The path of the corpse!"

Li Qingxuan's heart was shocked, and he looked at the other party in surprise: "It's you? I heard that your people killed one of their foundation builders outside Xuanbao Pavilion's residence, how dare you open a black market here?"

Hearing the words, the corpse-sewing Taoist restrained the locked aura on his body, sat down directly, and sighed: "I am the Nether Corpse Dao, not the Nether Corpse Sect, but a casual cultivator, and I went to see the scene. Pure, but formless, someone planted it."

It took out a low table and put it in front of it: "Fellow Daoist, sit down, I have no ill intentions towards you."

"There is no malice, so why break the rules?"

Li Qingxuan still did not waver, and sneered.

He figured it out, it should be because the other party didn't find out the slightest details about him, so he felt uneasy and acted today.

Maybe, there is no purpose!

Seeing that Li Qingxuan didn't give face at all, Taoist Taoist who sewn the corpse saw that Li Qingxuan didn't show any face, his eyes flickered violently, and said in a muffled voice: "Fellow Daoist, I sincerely gave it to you. Be confident!"

This is its last patience.

"Last time I took out so many talismans, still can't prove it?"

The corpse sewing Taoist shook his head: "At first, I wasn't worried that you would lie to me, but there was news from the dark thread we planted in the Xuanbao Pavilion that the Fuyuan was given the task of drawing, and there was no way to spare so many talismans to refine so many talismans.

On a personal basis, unless it is a Jindan cultivator, it is difficult to complete the refining of [-] talismans in such a short period of time.

So I guess fellow daoists should not take the way of Fu Yuan.

Although our organization has the means to find fellow practitioners, we are not worried about being cheated.

But if the task is delayed, I will definitely have no good fruit to eat.

Also please fellow daoists understand and prove your confidence! "

It speaks frankly.

The matter of verification is that it proposes additionally in order to protect its own safety.

"I regret working with you!"

Li Qingxuan sneered, stretched out his finger, and sketched it on the table.

Under the puzzled gaze of Taoist Sewing Corpse, the outline of a fireball talisman loomed on the table, as if the table already had a pattern on it.

"This is?"

Daoist Sewing Corpse's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his dark and ferocious palm, and touched it.

next moment.

The talisman pattern on the table flashed with light, and turned into a thumb-sized fireball hitting the palm of its hand.

The corpse sewing Taoist looked at the scorched black palm, and instead of being angry, he was happy: "I didn't expect fellow Taoist to be a member of the Yinfu Wang family, I'm being rude."

Li Qingxuan showed disgust: "Is this enough proof?"

"Enough is enough."

Taoist Sewing Corpse showed relaxed eyes, and said respectfully: "Fellow Daoist, don't worry, I will swear an oath to the Dao of Heaven, and I will not divulge the information of Fellow Daoist."

In front of Li Qingxuan.

After making a vicious oath, it took out an inconspicuous bronze mirror from the storage bag and put it in front of Li Qingxuan, apologetically saying: "Since fellow daoist is a member of the Yinfu Wang family, the [-]-level talisman every year is naturally easy to grab." .

This is the ultimate defensive magic weapon, the phantom mirror, so I paid it to fellow daoists in advance, and please don't take it to heart. "

Li Qingxuan smiled angrily: "Fellow Daoist Sewing Corpse is really interesting, I apologize for my reward."

Embarrassment flashed in the eyes of Taoist Sewing Corpse, and he took out another jade box from the storage bag rather reluctantly: "Fellow Daoist, you are joking, here is a box of heart and soul of Tier [-] Tu Mang, please forgive me, Fellow Daoist."

"Fellow Daoist is polite."

Li Qingxuan accepted it as soon as he saw it, Mei Zizi pulled the jade box from the corpse seammaker's hand, and then put his gaze on the phantom mirror.

Defensive ultimate magic weapon!
This is a life-saving weapon.

The value is higher than ordinary talisman treasures.

Many monks who have completed the foundation establishment probably do not have a top-grade magic weapon in their hands.

Li Qingxuan was only trying to mention it at the time, but he didn't expect that the forces behind the sewing of the corpse really agreed.

Compared with this risk and the time required to draw symbols.

It can only be said that blood is not a loss.

Sewing the corpse saw that Li Qingxuan couldn't stop looking at the Dharma realm in his hand, his eyes flashed strangely, and he took out two talismans with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, this is the mother-child communication talisman, if you have anything or need, you can send me a message."

"it is good."

Li Qingxuan nodded, took the talisman, and under the watchful eye of Sewing Corpse, took out the token, tore through the formation, and disappeared in the square.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to be from the Wang family!"

Seeing Li Qingxuan leaving, Taoist Taoist Sewer's face withdrew his smile, and his eyes showed tyranny.

Finally, he got out of the opponent's base.

That legal realm, it also wants it!
However, the second move has already been made, and the move needs to wait for the other party to hand over the [-] talismans.

The Taoist who sewed corpses had a sinister smile on his tiger face, and sprayed out a cloud of gray mist, corroding the low table in front of him completely.
"Stitch the corpse!"

After Li Qingxuan left, there was also a cold light in his eyes.

Although the excuse given by the other party is logically correct, he always feels that there is a problem.

Taoist Sewing Corpse doesn't follow the rules and threatens him!

He already had a murderous intention in his heart to sew the corpse.

No matter what the other party's purpose is.

The time to break through the foundation building is the time to sew the corpse to death!
After Li Qingxuan left the black market, he did not return to the warehouse. Instead, he took out the flying magic weapon and flew straight to Xuanbao Pavilion and Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

For safety reasons.

He borrowed the identity of Wang Zifeng's family.

Although there are restrictions on the oath of heaven.

But you still have to learn about it to avoid being pitted.

Tripitaka Pavilion is located in the center of Taiyue Mountains.

The standard flying disc, the speed is not fast.

It took several hours for Li Qingxuan to avoid the no-fly zone before flying thousands of miles to reach his destination.

All the way.

He clearly felt the dignified atmosphere inside the door.

Not only did the other disciples I met on the road just bury their heads in the flight, they didn't dare to look left and right, and they lost their former ease.

The closer to the interior of the garrison, the more densely the disciples of the patrolling Hall of Law Enforcement appear. Occasionally, the Foundation Establishment Law Enforcement Envoy wearing a blood robe can be seen leaving Pokong.

It seems that in a short time, Xuanbao Pavilion has entered a state of combat readiness.

"Sewing corpses also talked about Fuyuan, and suddenly there are a lot of drawing tasks."

This should not be an illusion.

Li Qingxuan put away the flying disc, and blended into the flow of people entering the platform, becoming more and more low-key.

Covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres, the Tripitaka Pavilion is a huge nine-storey attic of more than 50 meters high.

Disciples must go through numerous array verifications before entering or exiting.

Layers of light swept across.

Li Qingxuan entered the first floor, walked into an unoccupied cubicle, closed the door, took out the token on his waist, and said to the void: "Zhen Ling, I want to inquire about the information of the Nether Dao and the oath of the Heavenly Dao."

The voice fell.

The contribution points in the token were deducted ten points.

next moment.

Dots of white light converge to form the names of more than a dozen books and their positions on the bookshelves.

"There are not many contribution points."

Li Qingxuan took back the token and walked towards the location of the books.

He didn't contribute much, and he could only view some relatively simple information.

Unfortunately, the information about the Oath of Heaven is located on the sixth floor of the Sutra Pavilion, and it needs to be built and cultivated to go up, and he can't afford the contribution points needed.

On the contrary, the information about the Nether Dao and the Nether Cult has yielded some gains.

"The Underworld Corpse Dao, one of the six realms of the underworld, was destroyed in ancient times, but there are still many inheritances left in some secret places, and it is one of the sources of many casual cultivators."

The authentic way of the dead corpse is an orthodox practice method, which requires high qualifications for monks.

Some casual cultivators couldn't meet the requirements, and because of the incomplete inheritance, they practiced in crooked ways and took tricks, but left behind all kinds of sequelae, cruel and extreme, and gradually became the evil way of Nether Corpse Sect.

Li Qingxuan doesn't believe that Taoist Sewing Corpse is orthodox.

In all likelihood, the other party is a member of the Nether Corpse Cult.

"People of the Nether Corpse Sect practice fast, but their primordial spirit is unstable, and they are most afraid of the primordial spirit's attack."

Li Qingxuan kept this in mind, turned and left.

He made an oath to the Dao of Heaven, and next, he needs to take out [-] pieces of first-grade high-grade talismans to the corpse sewing Taoist in a year's time, and he needs to hurry up.

　early.

　　I'll try my best to see if I can recover.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)