Chapter 221: Secret City

"But, but only Jindan Zhenren can..."

Wu Jiu stuttered for a while, and suddenly realized that the person in front of him was actually...

A touch of swe flashed through his eyes.

"Let's lead the way."

Su Yue repeated it.

What kind of golden elixir is not a problem for him at all. His cultivation can't be seen through, and he has the intention. It's very simple to pretend to be a Jindan monk. He is confident that no one will see through it.

After receiving so many monks, he has never contacted the Jindan monks. Wujiu swallowed a mouthful and did not dare to say more. He carefully led the way for fear of being thoughtless.

He didn't say until outside the secret city.

"Senior, I can't go in. You can only enter alone..."

Su Yue nodded and took out two bottles of elixir for him.

Wujiu didn't dare to look at it. He stuffed it directly into his arms and watched Su Yue walk towards the secret city.

Sure enough, someone stopped him, but he was not arrogant. He seemed to be a little suspicious. The white-haired man was very strange, but he still said respectfully.

"Senior, if you want to enter the secret market, please show your cultivation."

Su Yue asked.

How to display? Is there any artistic conception?"

"Of course."

Su Yue flicked his finger, and a touch of sword flew out invisibly, cutting off the cuffs of the person in front of him.

He was shocked and quickly got out of the way to do boxing.

"It turns out that the predecessor is a sword practice, and the sword has already become silk. This secret city senior can enter."

Su Yue took a step, and the man followed. Wu Jiu's eyes straightened, and he only felt excited when he looked at it from a distance.

"It's really a Jindan monk..."

Being able to enter the secret market is obviously a kind of recognition, and Wujiu is extremely envious.

"It's the first time for you to come to the secret city."

"Not bad."

"Can the younger generation be allowed to tell you the rules of this secret city?"

"Of course."

The monk in charge of this secret city also has five floors of the spiritual platform, and he is also a famous big shot when he gets Julu City, but he dares not speak loudly in front of the Jindan monk, he said flatteringly.

"Every real person who enters the secret city must report his own name, and then it will be made into a token to mark his identity."

"What kind of token?"

"Please tell me your name?"

"Then go with gray hair."

"The younger generation wrote it down."

Not long after, he came out with a black iron-like token, engraved with the words of white-haired real person.

"It's enough to carry this token."

Su Yue asked again.

"Can I change something here?"

"What is it?"

"I have things here in a mess. There are low-level and middle-level, such as charms, magic weapons, elixirs, and lower-grade spiritual stones and middle-grade spiritual stones, all of which should be replaced with thousand-year-year-old black ice."

Su Yue said that all the things on his body were made by killing people. He was filled with storage bags in two places in Zixia City, Tianfeng City. However, these things did not work for him. It was obviously a pity to lose them. If all of them were cleaned up, it would be good if they could be replaced with Millennium Xuanbing.

This man hesitated. There are not many thousand-year-old Xuanbing in the market outside, but the secret city where Jindan gathers is not a treasure. Usually, if someone exchanges these fragments for thousand-year-old Xuanbing, no one will pay attention to it. However, this person is a Jindan monk. Obviously, unlike ordinary monks, Jindan is a real person who can make friends with each other. He tried his best to make friends. Anyway, he couldn't offend him. Soon he made a decision and laughed.

"This is a small problem."

Su Yue threw four storage bags to him in one breath. He took a look in surprise and smiled bitterly.

"Jindan monk, how can there be these worthless goods..."

The things in Su Yue's storage bags are low-level, accounting for the majority, and there are only a few pieces in the middle level. The remaining spiritual weapons are okay, but it can only be said that they are okay. In the eyes of this knowledgeable person, Su Yue's storage bags are all low-level goods, and the number is huge.

According to the division in the world, everything here in Su Yue is shabby copper and iron. It can't be said that it is worthless. It can be exchanged for a considerable amount of copper money. However, Millennium Xuanbing is a beautiful jade, something bought with silver. Of course, copper money can also be exchanged for silver, but who doesn't want silver for a lot of copper money? In fact, the transaction itself is a very unfair content, and Su Yue's identity played a role. Even if this person is unwilling, he has to complete Su Yue's task and report the matter to the senior management. Soon news came.

One word, change it!

The efficiency is extremely fast. In the final analysis, it is actually a thousand-year-old black ice for a large number of low-level goods. Surprisingly, although Su Yue's these things are low-level, the number is considerable. In the end, it was replaced with nearly 5,000 yuan of thousand-year-old black ice, which can be said to be a surprise.

After finishing this thing, the man took a long breath.

"Senior, please, the transaction will start soon."

He can't wait to solve it immediately, for fear that Su Yue is taking out a lot of broken copper and iron, but he can't refuse.

Su Yue didn't know what he had in mind. He cleaned up a lot of things, and he was also a little relaxed. Now the storage rings are useful to him. In the things just sold, even Su Yue, who swallowed Tianding, was enough with only the sword.

The only spiritual weapons left are black tortoise shell and cloud boots. After all, the former is a defensive spiritual weapon, and Su Yue will not sell it so easily. The latter just makes up for his slow speed. If there is no cloud boots, the speed will be slower.

Entering the secret city, I found that there were seven or eight people sitting, three people closed their eyes to rest, and the other four people were talking.

Su Yue had just entered, and these people's eyes were all on him.

"Taoist friends are face-to-face students."

It was an old girl who spoke, holding a dragon's crutch in her hand, and her squinted eyes shot out of light.

"It's not long since I entered Jindan, so my reputation is not obvious."

Su Yue said lightly and found a seat at will.

"It turned out to be a junior..."

When the old man saw Su Yue's plain words, she was secretly angry, but she saw Su Yue sitting, with a strange look in her eyes and no more words.

"Taoist friend, your position..."

The old man sat on her side, giving people a very straightforward feeling, and he was about to remind him.

"Moyang, how can there be so much nonsense?"

The old man glanced at him and said dissatisfiedly.

Mo** was not afraid of her and laughed.

"Jinchuan, your temperament is still so small. Isn't it that people are a little indifferent to you, the so-called predecessor, as for harming people's lives?"

Jin Chuan said with an angry face and a sneer.

"When did I kill him?"

Mo Yang also sneered and said to Su Yue.

"Taoist friend, your position is usually sitting by a real person. Although the old guy is also in the early stage of Jindan, he has been immersed in this realm for hundreds of years, and he will break through to the middle of Jindan. In addition, the old guy's breath is smaller than this Jinchuan. You don't know the rules when you are new here, so there is no need to get into trouble. "

In a secret city like today, it is generally carried out the early stage of Jindan. In the middle period of Jindan, it usually does not appear here. The rifting earth real people are very famous among the monks in the early days of Jindan. A few people here are not afraid of him, but they are not willing to be evil to him.

Listening to what Mo Yang said, this split earth real person must be difficult to get along with, and his heart is narrow-minded. Su Yue doesn't want to offend the Jindan monk because of a transaction. It's just a change of position, and it's nothing.

He was about to get up, but there was a cold shout behind him.

"Sit down, sit down!"

The person who appeared behind him was wearing a light yellow gown, holding a piece of jade Ruyi in his hand, and two cold rays shot out of soybean-sized eyes.

This suppressed anger and a domineering voice was quite harsh in Su Yue. He frowned and was about to speak, but Jin Chuan smiled and said.

"Cleft soil, this junior has just broken through the golden elixir, arrogant, big or small, can be forgiven."

Who is not a person who has been famous for hundreds of years, only Su Yue, who is new to here, no one will pay attention to it. This Jinchuan is exactly like this. He has been staying for hundreds of years in the early days of Jindan and has been unable to break through. Every time he sees the younger generation gradually on an equal footing with himself, he will hate him.

The voice of this voice was strange, but it succeeded in making the Rift Earth real person angry. It was not that he could not hear the provocation in his words, but that he, like Jin Chuan, did not see a new person at all. He immediately stared at Su Yue with a pair of cold eyes and rushed over with an invisible artistic conception.

"Hm?"

This artistic conception is also the second realm, turning into invisible silk threads. Although it is not fatal, it is to make Su Yue suffer a little.

"Since you let me sit down, I will sit down. The elders dare not resign!"

Su Yue's expression flashed, and the meaning of the sword became silk. It penetrated through the body in an instant, cutting off the artistic conception of the real person one by one.

"Sword cultivation, the meaning of the sword becomes silk..."

Mo Yang saw this scene and stood up in surprise.

Originally, I thought that he was just a monk who was new to Jindan, but I didn't expect that he had reached the second level of artistic conception, and it was also a sword practice. In this way, this person is by no means an ordinary monk in the early Jindan that can describe. To some extent, he is barely qualified to be compared with them.

This discovery made Jin Chuan's face look embarrassed all of a sudden, and the real person of the split earth was the same.

"What a junior, it turned out that he relied on the artistic conception to reach the second level..."

Su Yue sat steadily and did not answer.

It is impossible for this rift real person to do it here. He doesn't need to be afraid.

Sure enough, someone came at this time. Liu Xi, a real red-haired person, came in. He was wearing a fiery red shirt, but his hair was dark. He didn't know where the title of red hair came from. As soon as he entered, everyone in the scene stood up and said hello to him.

"The Taoist friend is finally here."

"I'll wait for you for a long time."

"I'm all the good and sound..."

The red-haired real person is also in the early stage of Jindan, but he makes a wide range of friends. Many Jindan mid-term monks are old with him, so the people present give him three points of thin noodles.

"Cleft soil, choose a seat and sit down."

Liu Xi has long known what happened here, but as Su Yue thought, this kind of place has the rules of this kind of place, and no one can do it directly, so Liu Xi said directly to the rift, in a polite tone.

Finally, he turned around and hugged Su Yue and said congratulations.

Several people sat down, but the real person in the split earth always looked at Su Yue with a trace of coldness.

"The holding of this secret market is related to one thing we discussed ten years ago, so we asked you to get together again, but this new Taoist friend is face-to-face and has entered our secret market transaction, and I don't know if you are interested in conspire with us?"

Liu Xi looked at Su Yue and asked with a smile.

"Oh, what's the big deal?"

Only then did Su Yue know that this secret market transaction was not a temporary decision, but that Liuxi had planned it ten years ago, and now it has been put into action.

"Don't know your name yet?"

Liu Xi's expression flashed and asked.

"White-haired real person."

Su Yue picked up the black iron plate and put it on the table.