"Now I'm not confused."

Li Qingxuan squatted on the ground to count the spoils, and behind him was a twisted corpse engulfed by flames.

The original name of Skinny Han is Wang Quan, and he is indeed from the Wu Kingdom.

Wang Quan has been with him here for more than ten years, and his cultivation level is only three levels of Qi Refining, but he has lived for a long time and is considered an old man, providing Li Qingxuan with a lot of useful information.

With the other party’s selfless dedication, he finally no longer knew nothing about the common sense of cultivating immortals, and also had more knowledge about Baiyun Fangshi and the surrounding areas of Fangshi.

"It's Qiuxun now, it's not safe outside, so I have to go back to the market quickly!"

Li Qingxuan wrapped the spoils, glanced around vigilantly, and walked quickly towards Baiyunfang City.

Autumn flood is a normal phenomenon for monsters in Luoyou Mountains.

Every year when autumn and winter meet, the low-level monsters in Luoyou Mountains will become violent and take the initiative to hunt down all invaders who have entered their territory, or even go out of the territory to hunt.

This process usually lasts for two or three months.

For low-level monks, walking in the Luoyou Mountains at this stage is much more dangerous than usual, and living in an area without formation protection will also increase the danger.

Most of the casual cultivators will spend spirit stones to live in nearby resident locations or markets during this period.

Even if they have to go out to collect herbs and hunt, they will choose to form groups and wait until after the autumn flood, they will build wooden houses outside again.

This is how he met the four immortal cultivators who went out last time.

Return to the mountain.

Seeing that no one around was paying attention to this place, Li Qingxuan walked straight to the house of the thin man.

Not only because there are also some thin man's items left in the wooden house.

It's also because he wants to borrow the other party's identity.

As he approached the wooden house, his steps became slow and careful.

In Baiyunfang City, as long as the blood crows who were inspected were not discovered, they could still take action. This means that the most suitable place to start is the residence of the monks.

Therefore, the wooden house where every monk lives becomes an unknown dangerous place.

Unless someone is very close to you, no monk dares to easily step into the residence of a strange monk.

There were naturally many traps in the thin man's house.

According to the information provided by Shouhan, Li Qingxuan avoided the traps in the house one by one, and then piled up some money-worthy things in the other party's house, and left all the other things he wanted to use.

He is going to sell these things later.

After packing everything with a bed sheet, Li Qingxuan put on the thin man's clothes, took out a bronze mirror and kneaded his face, and occasionally took out some materials to decorate his face.

Not long after, a thin man appeared in the house vividly.

Li Qingxuan pinched his voice and made a few sounds of different tones, which finally turned into the voice of a thin man before nodding with satisfaction.

Most of his disguise is accomplished through muscle contraction and bone contraction, which is more natural. The key is that even if some immortals see that his appearance is disguised, it is difficult to know his true face.

After adjusting his temperament in front of the mirror for a while, Li Qingxuan carried the package and covered his face with a black cloth before going out to walk towards the mountainside.

The market on the mountainside is considered a real Baiyun market.

There is additional array coverage there and is an area where hands-on is not allowed in the true sense.

Halfway through.

Three monks who didn't know suddenly stopped Li Qingxuan.

These three people, one in front of two behind, are all tall and burly people with evil faces.

"Oh, Wang Quan, what kind of treasure did you get? Seeing that our brother didn't say hello, he even went to the market with a black cloth covering his face and gave me some of them."

"Brother, I'm so laughing to death. You said that his face is useless to cover him, and I recognized him from afar."

The other person also laughed.

Seeing the three of them blocked, Li Qingxuan also attracted the attention of many monks, so he had to pull off the masked fabric and smiled like a thin man: "Isn't life going on? I'm going to sell all the things for some elixirs. If I still fail to break through the middle stage of Qi Refining, I will be ready to return to the mundane world to seek wealth."

After saying that, he pulled the package on his back, revealing a pile of debris inside.

On the surface, these things are not worth anything.

The man who spoke first saw the handle of the big axe wrapped in the package at a glance. He stepped forward and wanted to put his hand into the package. At the same time, he murmured: "Isn't this Qian Laosan's bloodthirsty axe? In the end, the four of them died at the foot of the mountain. Did you touch the things?"

A cold look flashed in Li Qingxuan's eyes. He took a step back, avoided the other party's palm that stretched over, and said coldly: "This is a mountain road, and the blood crow in the secret is staring at it. Do you want to slap the Bai family in the face?"

When the man heard this, his face froze, and then said viciously: "Wang Quan, I haven't seen him for a few days. I'm so brave. Okay, after the autumn flood, you'd better not leave the market!"

After saying that, the three of them made way and looked at Li Qingxuan with a sneer.

"Haha, I can't make a breakthrough, and only one life left is a bad life. If you three want to play with your life, I will accompany you at any time."

Li Qingxuan also sneered and glanced at the three of them, wrote down their faces, and continued to move forward.

Anyway, he will be dumped later.

If they want to see Wang Quan, they will send them to see him when he stabilizes.

this...

The three of them looked at Li Qingxuan's back and looked at each other, a little surprised.

Is this Wang Quan, who usually bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong?

"Brother, what he said makes sense. Why don't we just touch him to kill him at night, and we can also grab the cultivation resources he has changed."

The leading man frowned and shook his head: "Forget it, Wang Quan has been here for more than ten years and has been fine. It's not that simple. It's not worth taking the risk. Let's go."

...

The construction of the market is like a small town.

The flat blue brick paving road is lined with seven or eight scattered shops covering a large area. Many monks enter and exit, but more monks walk inside along the street.

Because these shops are either rented by some late-stage Qi Refining monks or opened by the Bai family, and they are cheap and expensive. Generally speaking, there are not many people visiting them, but they go to the stalls and squares inside to trade.

Li Qingxuan looked at the shops and finally stopped on a loft plaque called Nether Palace.

This is his destination.

According to Wang Quan, this Netherworld Pavilion belongs to the Netherworld Sect and sells the most complete items. Whether it is elixirs, magic tools, or talismans and talismans, if there is no such thing as this, then there is no possibility of a real market.

The key is that there is also a spirit test plate sale here!

He was planning to sell all the unnecessary things on his body and exchange them for spirit stones to complete the "Qinglantern Gong", buy more magic, and buy a spirit test plate to test the level of his spiritual roots.

He was curious about his spiritual root level for a long time.
Chapter completed!