UGB Chapter 1641 The trade fair, the strange forbidden land of Blood Abyss!
Chapter 1641 The trade fair, the strange forbidden land of Blood Abyss!
Not bad.
Although Cheng Buzheng's will can easily control the fourth-level purgatory evil demon, every time he re-casts the secret method...
This trace of willpower will also be weakened a little.
This is the price you have to pay to use this secret technique.
With the current strength of my will, after changing my body several times...
Already, I can't hold on for too long.
You can only perform the secret spell six more times at most.
That’s about three years.
The time is up!
This will will vanish into thin air and be completely annihilated.
original!
Cheng Buzheng's will can persist for another nine years.
Unfortunately, his will...
Three years ago, he had refined half of the will into a guiding beacon and left it in the [Blood Saint Treasure House].
Think of this.
Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but sigh.
"That's it!
There is no point in thinking too much now, let’s try to find out the news within three years!”
"It really doesn't work, wait until the time is up..."
At worst, I can let the Dharma body arrange a living puppet to sneak into the Purgatory Continent!
As long as we don't attack the Blood Saint Treasury, the defense there shouldn't change much, right?"
After Cheng Buzheng pondered for a while...
A strand of his will controlled the new living puppet and walked towards the quiet room at the back with ease.
Opening the familiar door of the quiet room, Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the stone bed, closed his eyes, and began to practice secret techniques to strengthen the connection between this will and this physical body.
This is to avoid conflicts between will, soul and magic power that could break out at any time.
One hour...
After practicing a secret technique, Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, slowly opened his bloodshot eyes.
A flash of brilliant light!
suddenly.
His eyes moved slightly, as if he thought of something?
He spread out his right hand and started counting with his five fingers.
“I didn’t expect that another half a year would pass!
Tonight at midnight should be the day when the semiannual trade fair opens.
I hope this trade fair will not disappoint me again."
of course.
These words were just Cheng Buzheng's way of comforting himself.
Because he had been disappointed so many times in the past, he no longer had any hope.
But Cheng Buzheng has no other channels...
I had no choice but to continue attending the trade fair with the attitude of giving it a try.
otherwise.
Cheng Buzheng would not go there so often, although his identity was different each time, he never missed a visit.
But there is still some time before midnight...
So Cheng Buzheng did not set off immediately. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes again and continued to meditate on the stone bed, cultivating this will.
Time passes by bit by bit...
The sky gradually darkened and night fell.
After a long time!
Cheng Buzheng, who had been sitting cross-legged on the stone bed and meditating for several hours, opened his eyes again at this time.
A flash of blood flashed in the dim and quiet room.
Then Cheng Buzheng stood up and walked out of the cave.
Not long after.
Cheng Buzheng arrived at the 895th floor of the Blood Holy Mountain!
Not bad.
Most of the time, each trade fair is held in the residence of a monk.
Cheng Buzheng had also received monks from the Purgatory Clan in the cave he rented, and had held a trade fair in his cave.
of course.
This is not the current 863-story mansion, but another level of cave residence.
During these three years, Cheng Buzheng did not always live in the cave on the 863rd floor.
Every time Cheng Buzheng changed his identity, he would rent a new cave.
The main purpose is to dispel the doubts of those monks from the Purgatory Clan!
otherwise.
No matter how dumb the other Purgatory monks were, they would be able to tell something was wrong.
But three years later...
Not long ago, Cheng Buzheng rented the original floor of the mansion again.
That is the mansion on the 863rd floor.
Just before Cheng Buzheng appeared in the 895th floor mansion...
A Situ realm monk wearing a blood-stained robe came into his sight.
Then, the other party came forward with a smile and greeted him very warmly.
Not bad!
This powerful man in the Situ realm is the host of today's trade fair.
He is also the owner of this mansion.
"I haven't seen you for a while, I miss you so much!"
"Thank you for participating in this trade fair, please come in!"
"···"
Afterwards, Cheng Buzheng exchanged a few pleasantries with the Situ and was welcomed into the mansion.
at this time!
In the front hall of the mansion, more than a dozen monks from the Purgatory Clan were already waiting.
Cheng Buzheng took a closer look and found that almost all of them were familiar faces, except for a few that looked unfamiliar.
At this time, the Situ Realm expert beside Cheng Buzheng bowed to all four directions and apologized:
“Everyone, there are still some fellow Taoists who have not arrived yet.
I still need to greet you.
Fellow Taoists, please make yourselves at ease! "
However, all the Purgatory monks present knew that this was just a polite remark.
So no one left the front hall, but responded politely:
"Brother Yi, you are busy with your work, we don't need to bother you!"
"good!
We are old friends, you are welcome!"
"···"
Seeing this, Yi Situ smiled and bowed again, saying:
"Then I apologize for not taking good care of you!"
After saying that, the other party walked straight out.
After Yi Situ walked out of the front hall, the eyes of the other Purgatory Clan monks also fell on Cheng Buzheng.
"Brother Sang, you're here!"
"Brother Sang, you have a good relationship with Brother Ming, how come you haven't seen Brother Ming in more than two years?"
"···"
"Brother Sang, I haven't seen you for a while..."
Not bad.
Cheng Buzheng's current identity is that he is from the Stone Tribe and his name is 'Shi Sang'!
In response to the greetings from the Purgatory monks one by one, he smiled and joked back in accordance with Shi Sang's habit of treating people.
“You have so many questions!
Don’t say I only have one mouth. Even if I had a few more, they wouldn’t be enough!”
After chatting and laughing for a while...
Cheng Buzheng gave a brief account of the current situation based on the memory fragments of this living puppet.
“As for Brother Ming, I naturally murdered him for his money!
Don’t you know that Brother Ming’s cave is now occupied by me?”
This statement came out.
Everyone burst into laughter.
"Murder for money?
Brother Sang, you are not joking! "
“Brother Sang, don’t forget that this is Blood Saint City. The temple will definitely notice any movement.
The temple law enforcers are no pushovers.
Besides, Brother Sang, don’t forget that there is a [Eye of Purgatory] patrolling the sky above Blood Saint City all day long.”
"good!
If it were outside the Blood Holy City, it would still be somewhat credible.
As for the Blood Holy City..."
“As for the mansion that Brother Ming mentioned, Brother Ming gave up the lease two years ago.
This is a lie full of loopholes, and you still want to deceive us. You are a little naive, old man!
Next time, more dessert.”
"Yes!
Brother Sang, please stop making me laugh."
See it!
Cheng Buzheng sighed in his heart:
'Alas, no one believes me when I tell the truth!
Invisible imagination is the most deadly.'
However, such a scene was also within his expectations.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng slapped his forehead, showing a look of sudden enlightenment, pretending to regret, and said:
“It seems like I have to make it more realistic next time!
otherwise.
It's hard to fool you monkey-like old fellows."
Then, he looked at the other unfamiliar faces and said with a smile:
"Fellow Daoists, will you introduce these to me?"
Hear the words.
Among them, the cultivator who was more familiar with Cheng Buzheng's current identity stood up and introduced himself:
“This fellow Taoist is from the Lan tribe, Lan Rang!
Just retired from the front line.
He is also a good friend of mine, and I would like to take this opportunity to introduce him to you all.”
“Brother Rang, this is Fellow Daoist Sang.
Brother Sang has extraordinary attainments in weapon refining.
If you need anything in the future, you can always seek Him.
You can't go wrong. "
"Meet Master Sang!"
“Hello, Brother Rang, but my attainments in refining weapons are not as miraculous as the old man next to you said.
My attainments in the art of refining equipment can only be described as a slight dabble.
If there is a need in the future, we can also communicate with each other. "
"Okay, Brother Sang, don't be so modest with us.
Don’t we already know what you are capable of?”
"All right!
This fellow Taoist is from the Qiu tribe..."
"···"
Not long after.
The origins of those unfamiliar faces, introduced by other familiar faces...
Cheng Buzheng also had a general impression of those Purgatory Clan monks.
period.
Yi Situ led several familiar faces to the front hall.
After exchanging pleasantries for a while...
One of the Purgatory Clan monks asked the other monks curiously:
"Do you feel that there is something wrong with Fellow Daoist Yi today?"
"good!
I feel the same way.
The enthusiasm seems a bit excessive. "
“It’s a little abnormal.
Brother Yi has never been so hospitable in the past."
"Brother Yi, are you going to trouble me for something?"
"When you say that,
That’s a real possibility.”
“No need to rush.
If Brother Yi really wants something, he will definitely speak up after a while.
Let’s not speculate here.”
"Makes sense!"
"···"
A quarter of an hour later.
All the monks participating in this trade fair have arrived.
After Yisitu led the last monk into the front hall, he closed the door.
Afterwards, Yi Situ came to the main seat and bowed to the monks, saying:
“All the fellow Taoists who were going to participate in this trade fair have arrived, and we have also made a few new friends.
Here, I would also like to thank all of you fellow Taoists for visiting my humble abode."
“However, before the trade fair begins, I want to tell you one thing.
A few days ago, I received an order to be called up to the front line.
I estimate that after some time, I will have to set off for the front line.
So, while we are all gathered together, I would like to ask everyone if there are any fellow Taoists whose rest period is approaching!
Come with me when the time comes.
after all!
It is better to team up with fellow Taoists than with those ignorant monks!"
At the end, Yi Situ added:
“My fellow Taoists, please consider this carefully.
If you are interested, please stay for a while after the trade fair and we can discuss it."
At this time.
One of the Purgatory Clan monks, who was relatively short in stature, echoed:
"Teaming up with fellow Taoists who know each other well is indeed safer."
"good!
Especially for those Daoists whose recuperation period is approaching, it is a good choice to set out with Daoist Yi."
“I agree too!
Anyway, we don't need a month or two to rest, so we might as well take this opportunity and set off together."
"Ha ha!
If my calculations are correct, you old man only have more than a month to recuperate!
Unlike me, I still have more than a year to recover.”
"···"
As the practitioners chatted, the topic gradually went off track.
See this.
Yi Situ stretched out his hands and said with a smile on his face:
"All right!
Let's stop here.
Next, let’s exchange some information!”
“It would be best if you could get some secret intelligence about the human and demon races, as this is related to my safety during this trip.
Fellow Taoists, can you not hide this?
of course!
The reward will definitely satisfy all of you fellow Taoists."
This statement came out.
Almost all the monks of the Purgatory Clan in the front hall set their eyes on those unfamiliar faces.
After all, they were all monks who had recently returned from the front lines to rest, so they naturally knew the latest news!
And he definitely knows more details than the other Purgatory monks present.
Maybe he still has some secret information in his hands?
Seeing this, one of the monks stood up and stepped out of the line, bowed to the monks present and said:
"I have just returned from the front line!
But there is no secret information.
However, I can tell you about the latest situation on the battlefield in the west, and what I have seen and heard."
"Can!"
"Then I'll trouble you fellow Taoist!"
"···"
“This is not some secret news, fellow Taoists, there is no need to be polite.
But if I have said anything wrong, I hope you will forgive me."
Then the monk from the Purgatory clan began to explain in detail.
"On the western battlefield, although the casualties are not serious, there is one thing you need to pay attention to..."
as time flows···
After hearing the monk's explanation, all the Purgatory monks present had a clearer understanding of the latest situation on the western battlefield.
When the Purgatory Clan monk finished speaking...
Followed by.
Another monk who had returned from the battlefield to recuperate began to talk about the relevant information.
An hour later...
Only the last person remained silent.
Seeing everyone's gazes coming over, the monk from the Purgatory Clan gave a bitter smile and said:
“I also retreated from the western battlefield.
But Brother Yun had already given a detailed explanation before.
So I have nothing to say.”
“However, on the way back, after crossing the bloody sea, we should have appeared in the Purgatory Continent!
But I don’t know why!
He actually entered into a formation space.
What shocked me the most was that I saw endless bloody mist hanging down, like a pillar of light hanging from the sky.
The size is even comparable to the Blood Sacred Mountain below."
"Just when I was about to check it out, I was thrown out by the strong man from the temple."
"Do you know where that is?"
This statement came out.
Yi Situ, who was sitting in the main seat, felt something in his mind, as if he had thought of something.
"Fellow Daoist, after you were thrown out, the place you appeared should be near the Blood Abyss Forbidden Land, right?"
"Brother Yi!
How did you know that? "
"How come I haven't heard of..."
“···” (End of this chapter)