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Chapter 120 Xiyue Ghost Market (Please subscribe!)
  After saving Jia Xiucai's grandfather and grandson, Chen Yan rode on the black tiger again and hit the road.

I don't know if it was due to psychological effects, but along the way, Chen Yan felt that there seemed to be a lot more monsters in the deep mountains and forests overnight. Looking from a distance, he could see the faint aura of monsters permeating the depths of the mountains and old forests.

The mountain road is steep, dangerous peaks are towering, and the black mist is lingering.

I rode the black tiger for an hour and because of the strong demonic aura emitted by the black tiger after transforming into a demon, I didn't encounter any other moths along the way.

Soon, a valley shrouded in thick fog all year round appeared at the end of the field of vision.

Of course, these thick fogs are not naturally formed, but are caused by the formations in the valley itself. Firstly, they can isolate the world and prevent ordinary people from accidentally intruding. Secondly, they can also act as a warning and defense to prevent enemies from entering the valley. .

When I came to the valley, I saw two big characters - Xiyue - written in seal script with dragons and phoenixes dancing vaguely on the cliff.

Xiyue Valley is here!

Standing at the entrance of the valley, in front of him was a cloud of mist that lingered all day long. The dark mist rushed towards his face. Chen Yan squinted and could feel the faint confusing effect contained in this mist.

suddenly.

The thick fog in front of me surged and slowly gathered. Gradually, the thick fog condensed into a huge flesh-colored ears, eyes and mouth.

"Whoever is coming, please tell me your name. This place is Xiyuegufang City."

The mouth moved and made a majestic sound, and a pair of huge eyes revealed three-thirds of black light, seeming to be examining Chen Yan.

Chen Yan glanced at the face condensed in the thick fog. The face seemed to be created by some kind of magic, not a spirit transformed from the fog.

He was quite amused in his heart, but on his face, Chen Yan handed over his hands calmly:

"The traveling Taoist priest who was passing by wanted to exchange some supplies in Xiyue Valley."

At this time, Chen Yan no longer wore the representative Feiyu Taoist robe, but was replaced by an ordinary blue Taoist robe with a wooden hairpin tied on his head. He looked just like an ordinary wandering Taoist priest.

The dense fog man looked at Chen Yan with a scrutinizing gaze, especially at the black tiger sitting under Chen Yan. He paused for a few breaths, and then said:
  "You must first pay a spiritual coin before you can enter the valley."

After saying that, Mist Face seemed worried that the young man would misunderstand, and then explained:
  "This is Xiyue Valley's long-standing rule, and it is not directed at fellow Taoist you alone."

The tone was much more polite than before, obviously for Heihu's sake.

Before Black Tiger transformed into a demon, he was no worse than a true martial artist or a practitioner in the fetal breath realm. After transforming into a demon, he was even closer to a Taoist monk.

Being able to tame a black tiger with Taoji-level strength as a mount, how could the young man riding the black tiger be weak?

A strong person will be respected wherever he is.

A spiritual coin!
  Chen Yan raised his eyebrows.

According to worldly prices, one spiritual coin is equivalent to one hundred taels of gold.

The entry fee alone costs one hundred taels of gold, and this market is indeed extremely profitable.

Although Chen Yan sighed in his heart, he still paid the spiritual money.

He has more than two hundred pieces of spiritual money on him, and he is not short of this one or two.

Throw a spiritual coin into the thick fog.

The next second, the fog dissipated, and a three-foot-long, black-haired wolf demon stood upright and raised its hand to Chen Yan, saying politely:

"Guest, please follow me."

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows, not expecting to be greeted by a monster.

Moreover, the moral character of this wolf demon is not low, it is a little better than the old yellow-skinned Huang Shiniang before.

It seems that this 'Xiyue Valley' is worthy of the name of Lingzhou's holy land for casual cultivators. It seems that not only human casual cultivators, but also monsters and ghosts will gather here. Riding a black tiger and following behind the wolf demon, one person and one wolf walked around in the thick fog. After walking for a long time, the wolf demon replied politely:
  "Inside is Xiyue Valley. Please remember, guests, that fighting is strictly prohibited in Xiyue Valley."

After the wolf demon finished speaking, he disappeared.

Chen Yan looked up and saw that the scene in front of him suddenly became brighter.

I saw a stone gate in front of me. There were four big characters written on the stone gate: Xiyue Ghost Market.

The ghost market is bustling with people, and both sides are filled with miscellaneous stalls.

In addition to stalls, there are also specialized shops.

There are everything from large elixirs and magic tools to small daily necessities.

Pedestrians were in a hurry on the road, most of them silent.

The composition of the personnel is also very complex. The hanged ghost with a long tongue, the ten-foot-long yellow snake guarding the stall and staring at the passers-by with cold vertical pupils. Most of the cultivation levels are essence nourishing and fetal breathing. Occasionally, there are a few Taoist stages. Among the masters passing through, there was not a single Qi-bending master who could refine and transform Qi.

It is estimated that even if the Qi Control Master who refines Qi comes here, it should be received by Xiyue Sanren personally.

Chen Yan even saw several martial arts masters, full of vitality and heavy steps. At first glance, they were martial arts masters who were at least in the true power realm, or maybe martial arts masters who had released their true energy.

The things on the stalls are also eye-opening, including ghosts, mummies, monsters, black Tai Sui that makes babies cry... and so on.

Chen Yan was riding a giant black tiger. He was not unique among the crowd. Chen Yan even saw a woman riding a tree man. She was three feet tall and ten meters long. She looked even bigger than Chen Yan's black tiger. Be domineering and make passers-by look at you.

Chen Yan came here with a clear purpose. The first was to get rid of all the miscellaneous things on his body, and the second was to buy the spiritual grain containing the attributes of the five elements.

With nothing to do, Chen Yan rode a black tiger and took Facai with him to wander around the ghost market.

I don't know if it is because of Xiyue Sanren's origin as a loose cultivator. In Xiyue Ghost Market, there is no taboo on meat and vegetables, and there are ghosts, monsters, good and evil. However, Chen Yan has no idea of ​​​​eliminating demons and defending Tao for the time being.

Although his strength is not weak, he is not arrogant enough to fight against the entire Xiyue Ghost City on his own.

Unless Xu Ji and the other Thousand Dragon Bird Army are all promoted to Qi and Blood Martial Arts Masters, with the backing of the Thousand Dragon Bird Army, Chen Yan will have the confidence to wipe out the entire Xiyue Valley.

and many more……

Why did you suddenly think of annihilating Xiyue Valley?

Chen Yan was stunned.

Putting down this weird idea, Chen Yan started walking along the street.

It was also the first time for Heihu and Facai to enter a gathering place of practitioners. They looked around curiously, looking left and right.

Some shops are in full swing, with a dozen shirtless men wielding hammers and forging weapons in full swing.

Some shops exude a strong aroma of medicine, and monks in black robes come and go from time to time.

Some shops exude a cold atmosphere, and from time to time there is a strong ghostly atmosphere, and most of them are ghosts and ghost cultivators.

After shopping for a while, Chen Yan soon stopped in front of a shop. On the door of the shop were two big characters - Baibao.

A very common name.

After taking a look at the name of the store, Chen Yan patted Heihu on the back. Heihu understood instantly and immediately stopped, crawling down the tiger's body. Chen Yan jumped off the tiger's back.

An old man with white hair came over enthusiastically:
  "Taoist Priest, what do you want to buy? Our prices are affordable, and we treat everyone well."

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(End of this chapter)