Chapter 54 The black market outside the sect The purple aura of Ziyang Peak is still strong, but today's Ziyang Peak has more chilling aura than before.
I don't know how many powerful sects are lurking in the dark, waiting for possible attacks.
There are only two people in Ziyang Peak now.
One person was wearing a white dress and had a calm expression. She was Lin Qingyao who was still meditating with her eyes closed.
One person is wearing palace attire, elegant and luxurious, and is Zhu Mengxiang who is always vigilant.
When she looked at the white-clothed figure, a hint of endearment flashed in her eyes. The golden pill could actually survive the thunder tribulation.
Although there were such legends in the ancient past, this was the first time in her life that she had seen it with her own eyes! What's even more fortunate is that he is actually her disciple.
But when she thought about what happened yesterday, her teeth itched with hatred, and her face became gloomier than ever before.
Not long after, Lin Qingyao, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, slowly opened her eyes. She already knew what happened yesterday.
It was the He Ning she had heard about who turned the tide and killed Jin Er, the elder of Jinfeng, and instantly reversed all the formations here to form a spirit gathering formation.
Logically speaking, she should go and thank her, but Brother Lin had already explained it to her.
"No matter how shocking things He Ning has done, don't contact him, keep your distance, and just treat him as a passerby."
Lin Qingyao kept these words firmly in mind, so she never expressed her thoughts about yesterday's incident.
All processing is done by her master.
She looked at her Dantian, and the unique golden elixir was spinning. The hazy aura on it began to spread, and even her aura began to become vast.
"The Mysterious Scroll of Destiny. The Holy Book of the Illusory Sea of Thousand Faces." Lin Qingyao murmured the names of the two techniques in her heart.
Since she is at Ziyang Peak, she has access to some secrets of the sect on weekdays, and has a clearer understanding of some techniques.
According to her opinion, these two techniques could even be included as core techniques by the Five Elements Sect, but they appeared in a small Ziyang Mansion.
It also appeared in the hands of Brother Lin. For a moment, Lin Qingyao's eyes were filled with intoxication. As she thought about it, she became a little crazy.
It had been like this since she was a child. Brother Lin was an extremely mysterious person in her eyes.
Always able to say unexpected things and do unexpected things.
From this point of view, it seems that it is not difficult to come up with two precious skills. As she thought about it, her face gradually turned red, and she bit her red lips lightly, revealing a delicate blush on her face. That night, the bright moon hung high, and the moonlight shone on the earth like a silver glow, as if a layer of fine salt had been spread on the ground.
Lin Qing, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The shadow of a black turtle with a ferocious face quietly climbed up his body, covering all his aura.
The next moment, his body suddenly disintegrated, turned into countless water droplets, and disappeared into the cave.
And all this, no one discovered, no one noticed.
The Ziyang Sect is still very lively at night, and many disciples have become accustomed to the lifestyle of practicing during the day and having fun at night.
I have to say that Ziyang Mansion is very down-to-earth in this regard.
According to the instructions of the palace master, two special peaks outside the sect were opened up as entertainment venues. Many nearby casual cultivators, as well as princes and nobles from mortal dynasties, would come here to have fun.
There are wine shops, teahouses, tile shops, restaurants, night markets, and of course a music studio.
The night here was far more lively than the day. After Lin Qing's figure appeared, he transformed into an ordinary-looking man in blue shirt.
He walked among the crowd according to the direction in his memory, looking for the place where filth and evil were hidden.
According to the information he saw, there was the largest black market in Ziyang Mansion.
There, you can get secret identities, extraordinary elixirs, formations that are not spread to the outside world, and even cherished skills in some Feng even suspected that the reason why Ziyang Mansion was full of young men might be here.
After all, who would open the black market at their doorstep? As soon as they obtained their identity, they turned around and entered the sect.
Lin Qing came to a wine shop. There was a four-character plaque hanging on it, "Tongtian Winery." The four-character writing was vigorous and powerful, and it seemed that it was written by everyone.
"Humph, what a good name."
Judging from this sign, the people who own this winery are not simple. After all, everyone is a monk, and they can draw swords if they disagree.
He didn't believe that no one would cause trouble for the name Tongtian Winery.
Lin Qing walked in with a normal expression. The moment he crossed the threshold, his face blurred and turned into a handsome young man.
"Sir, come on, please come inside."
The waiter's high-pitched voice sounded, but Lin Qing ignored it and scanned the whole room. There were not many people drinking inside, only six people.
A flash of inspiration appeared in Lin Qing's hand, and a dark jade plaque appeared with a seven-character carving on it.
The waiter took the jade sign, his expression became more and more respectful, and continued: "Please come inside, please sit at table No. 7. The food and drinks will be here soon~~"
Lin Qing glanced at him, walked straight to table No. 7 and sat down. The waiter's aura just now was calm, and his words were neither humble nor arrogant. Although it had something to hide his aura, But he could still tell that the waiter was a monk in the Danjie stage, who was the main disciple in every peak in the sect, but he didn't expect that he would deign to be a waiter here.
This made him more and more interested in this place. He had always heard old ladies say how fun it was here, but he had never been here. When he saw it today, it was indeed well-deserved.
Time passed quickly, and the moon in the sky became bigger and bigger. Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, there are more than twenty people sitting in Tongtian Winery. Each of these people has an ethereal aura, and it seems that they are hiding their aura at first glance.
Many people turned their attention to Lin Qing. When they saw Lin Qing's aura solidified, they thought they were seeing a monk showing his true face.
A few people even snorted coldly at Lin Qing! Even today's young monks don't know how to keep a low profile.
Lin Qing ignored them, but looked at the waiter quietly. When he brought the last person in, the thirty tables in the room were just full.
The waiter closed the door and snapped his fingers, and the room became dark, as if a layer of black curtain had covered the doors and windows of the house.
The next moment, when the candlelight lit up again, the waiter had already changed into a gorgeous outfit, and his aura of wealth could not be concealed.
He walked to the center of the room, bowed to everyone present, and said happily:
"Welcome to Tongtian Tavern. Dear guests, you have been waiting for a long time."
At this moment, a piece of gold foil paper appeared on the table in front of Lin Qing, with various spiritual herbs, pills, and formation materials listed on it.
The price is also marked on the back, which is settled with Ziyang Mansion's contribution points.
"My dear guests, are you satisfied with today's dishes?"
"If you want to taste some other dishes, you can mention it in the subsequent exchange. If the guests present are unable to provide it, then our restaurant will prepare this dish for you."
"Haha. The service is quite attentive." Lin Qing muttered to herself silently, her eyes scanning the other 29 people in the room.
The auras of ten of them were the same as the aura on this waiter. They probably used the same item or technique to hide the aura.
In other words, one-third of the 30 people in this restaurant are trustees.
“Quite a conscience”
(End of this chapter)