After cultivating immortal writing, hold the script in hand

Chapter 150
The spirit of water, the birth of heaven and earth, the spirit of water.

The places where aura can be born are all places where Zhong Ling is sensitive and beautiful, so not all places with water will give birth to water spirits.

The reason why Lingyin came to the black market was to use their news network to know where it is easier to produce water spirits, so that they can go directly to absorb and use them.

Ling Shuang didn't answer her immediately, but inquired about where she had been and what she had seen when she disappeared.

Lingyin kept her master's teachings in mind, and did not reveal the opportunity to anyone. She avoided the serious and ignored the trivial. She only talked about how she was trapped in the sea of ​​death. After going through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships, she managed to leave.

Hehe, if I hadn't seen the pictures at that time, I'm afraid I would have believed your words.

Ling Shuang squinted her eyes, and patiently listened to her narration, which was almost like listening to an adventure story, and it was also pleasant when paired with spirit wine.

Lingyin played on the spot, said a lot, picked up the teacup dryly, raised her head and drank three cups in a row, then took out the special token with a "bang", and said with a smile: "Now you can Did you say it?"

This Ling Shuang was instructed by the black market boss to inquire about her situation?
Ling Shuang shook the wine gourd unhurriedly, but still did not answer directly, and asked again: "Why are you looking for Shui Ling?"

Lingyin bent her lips symbolically, "Since when did the black market care about the private affairs of the rich man's family?"

I haven't seen this girl for many years, why has her mouth changed so much?

Ling Shuang narrowed her eyes and closed the lid of the wine gourd, "Are you threatening me?"

Lingyin chuckled, "It's not a threat, but the black market occupies Zhongyin Continent, and it must be able to stand firm in the news industry because it attaches great importance to reputation. When I got this token, it was your black market that made the promise." , Now that you repent, have you ever thought about the reputation of the black market in the future?"

Without waiting for Ling Shuang to refute, she said gently: "I don't have to force you, if you are willing to help, I owe you favors, if you don't want to help, I can't smash the store, at worst, this layer will be broken from now on. Relationship. I'm still willing."

While speaking, she leaned back in the chair with a calm expression, but deliberately exposed the storage bag at her waist.There is a seal of the god level on it, like this kind of treasure, the things placed inside are extremely precious.

She reached out and touched it casually, and took out a translucent white porcelain bottle, which was filled with green liquid.

Although Ling Shuang didn't know what it was, her intuition told her that it was dangerous, a danger that even she couldn't resist.

While hesitating, she heard an erratic voice from ancient times: "Promise her."

Ling Shuang's spirit froze, her eyes stopped on the bottle, and she said calmly, "Master, do you know that thing?"

"Very poisonous, you will die if you touch it. Also, she is not the main body."

Not ontology?Ling Shuang felt a blow to the head, and her head was rumbling.

With her aptitude and ability, she couldn't distinguish the main body from the avatar. Ling Shuang suddenly felt frustrated, and she stared at Lingyin carefully.

Lingyin was not in a hurry, she drank tea slowly, like an elegant antique, dignified and put on airs, allowing her to "appreciate".

After a while, Ling Shuang looked away, with a smile on her face, "Miss Lingyin, I'm just curious..."

"Curiosity killed the cat." Lingyin interrupted unceremoniously, standing up with her hands on the table, "I'll give you five days, and I'll come back after five days."

Ling Shuang smiled apologetically, "Wait a minute, the girl forgot to take the medicine bottle."

Lingyin waved her hand back, "I see you off."

I don't dare to ask for it, Ling Shuang thought in her heart, trying to persuade Lingyin to take the poison and leave.

When she came downstairs, Lingyin went shopping.

It really works, the small dose of poison made according to the Wandu Jing scares Zhang Zhangshi.

But then she looked at me a little bit wrong, like, like Linghu's expression after taking her pills.

Very dignified.

Lingyin walked and thought, the green liquid is not necessarily poison, and this kind of poison is colorless and tasteless, so it is not easy to be found.

Perhaps it was because of Ling Zhangshi's high cultivation base, it stands to reason that she can now clearly distinguish the level of people she has met, but it is only with Ling Zhangshi that she runs into a wall.

She has a hunch that the owner of the black market is an extremely powerful existence, and it is even possible that he (she) is not from the cultivation world at all.

If the cultivation world wants to be promoted to the upper realm, it needs to pass through the heavenly thunder, but when the upper realm comes to the cultivation realm, you can only think about it or not, whether you can or not.

It is doubtful that people in the upper world are short of spirit stones, relying on the black market to make money?

While wandering, she caught a glimpse of all kinds of weird things on the roadside stalls, and one of the bronze mirrors was exquisitely shaped, which attracted her attention.

Looking at the seller again, he is a little old man with a white beard, wearing a Taoist robe, gray temples, and kind-hearted.

The overall image is a bit sloppy.

Lingyin leaned over, searched the stalls first, and finally pointed to the bronze mirror and asked, "How do you sell this?"

"Not for sale." The old man replied lightly.

"Not for sale?" Lingyin asked back, why not sell it?show off?

The old man stroked his beard, looked at her with a pair of bright small eyes, and nodded in agreement, "But it can be exchanged."

Lingyin took advantage of the situation and asked, "What can I exchange for?"

Generally, what is needed in this situation is what the other party needs urgently.

"Green Peony." The old man pinched his beard and smiled.

How does he know I have green peonies?
The so-called green peony is a poison made from poisonous flowers, but it is a good medicine for the monsters and demons.

She glanced at the old Taoist priest, is this person a demon or a demon?
Renxiu pays the most attention to his own reputation. Using poison is an unwritten rule among human cultivators in battles. Even various factions will not blatantly refine poisons, although they will use poisons in due course when developing antidotes.

Xu Shi sensed her doubts, and the old Taoist added: "I am a demon."

There was a golden light between his brows, and the body of the old Taoist, a strong gray wolf, appeared in the air that no one else could see.

Lingyin nodded, stretched out her right hand, and held out a bottle of green peonies in her palm, holding the bottle in one hand and the mirror in the other.

After receiving it, both parties inspected the goods separately.

"Girl, there will be a time later." The old Taoist waved his sleeves contentedly, and the people and booths were swept away, as if this person had never appeared.

At this moment, Lingyin also discovered the unusualness of the mirror.

If you look at the mirror carefully, you will find that there seems to be a living eye on the mirror, staring straight at you, which is a bit creepy.

She stood by the side of the street for a while, hurriedly threw the bronze mirror into the storage bag, and looked at it again, she was afraid that she would not be able to get out.

After the old Taoist priest left, she couldn't ask any more questions, so she could only ask her master when she returned to Wushuang Peak.

Next, she walked all over the snack street in Juyuan City, holding kraft paper parcels in her left and right hands, her thin lips were glossy, bright red, hot tears came out of her eyes, soft and lovely.

As the setting sun approached, I went to the shop and bought two magic weapons. When I went back, I went to find the peak master of Baoqi Peak, and gave me a few altars of good wine, and the magic weapons turned into spiritual weapons.

(End of this chapter)