The young man standing in the crowd was the most outstanding genius among the third-generation monks of the Shaking Heaven Sect, the closed disciple of Qingshu Zhenren, Zhang Yueming from Mengyu County.
Zhang Yueming hesitated for a moment at this time, and said: "Senior Brother Liu, to be honest, this time about being selected as a true disciple, if I hadn't intervened like this, with the strength of my senior brother, the possibility of being selected as a true disciple would definitely be much greater than it is now, I ......."
"Hey," Liu Zhifei waved his hand and said, "If it were someone else, let alone just a fierce monk, even if it was the cultivation in the later stage of the martial arts realm, senior brother, I might not be convinced, but if it were Junior Brother Zhang, senior brother, I would be a hundred convinced, if I couldn't become a true disciple with the strength and talent of my junior brother, that would be the sadness of shaking the Heavenly Sect!"
"But after all, the true disciples of the sect have always been monks in the late stage of the martial arts realm, so they will be qualified,......"
"Haha......" A monk with a rough face next to Liu Zhifei laughed and said: "Junior Brother Zhang, you don't have to belittle yourself, although you are a monk of evil spirit, but if you really want to fight with a real sword and gun, which of the three of us is sure to defeat you? I'm afraid it's not easy to retreat with your whole body!"
Liu Zhifei and another monk in the late stage of the martial arts realm also nodded with a smile, as if they had no jealousy at all that Zhang Yueming could surpass them.
Liu Zhifei also smiled and said: "Okay, Junior Brother Zhang, you don't have to worry about this matter at all, what is yours is yours, you must not back down at this time, otherwise if you take a step back, some people will think about taking two steps, not to mention that senior brother, I may not have no chance, if you want to snatch the qualification of a true disciple from me, it will ultimately depend on your strength to speak!"
At this moment, another monk surnamed Xue standing behind Liu Zhifei suddenly said "hey" and said: "There seems to be something wrong with a group of people in front of us, let's go over and take a look, maybe we have encountered some treasure, this opportunity cannot be missed!"
When the other three raised their heads to look, Liu Zhifei and Zhang Yueming also let out a sound of surprise at the same time, and then the two of them looked at each other in surprise, and the rough-looking senior brother Zhou smiled and said, "Why, there are two people I know in the crowd?"
Liu Zhifei smiled and said: "Really, haven't you always wanted to get to know the formation master in my team, he is there!"
Senior Brother Xue said "Ha" and said, "Then what are you waiting for, go and take a look!"
As Senior Brother Zhou walked, he asked Zhang Yueming: "Junior Brother Zhang, have you also met someone you know?"
Zhang Yueming was a little uncertain and said: "It looks familiar, it's been many years, I'm not sure!"
Yang Junshan and the other three looked at the monks opposite with gloomy expressions, only to see the other party triumphantly looking up and down at the three of them with playful eyes.
"A few turtles in Mengyu County, just because you want to get such a thing, do you know what this is, I want to buy a few hundred jade coins, this young master will pay a thousand jade coins, do you increase the price?"
A young man with a white face in brocade clothes shook the folding fan in his hand and said contemptuously with a condescending attitude.
Jiu Li's face was full of frost and he suddenly stepped forward, but was stopped by Yang Junshan and Wu Shuo next to him.
"Hey, hey, what are you going to do?"
The young man in brocade clothes and white-faced performed with an exaggerated expression to several companions around him, with a scared expression on his face, which made several of his companions laugh "haha", only to hear him mock: "A few hillbillies who are at the beginning of the martial arts realm, how dare they attack us? You are making a move, we won't fight back and let you fight, do you dare?"
The people in front of them were obviously deliberately looking for faults, not to mention that most of their cultivation was in the middle and late stages of the martial arts realm, although Yang Junshan and the three were not afraid, but this was not a place to do it.
Jiuli said angrily: "It's too much bullying, why are you stopping me, are you two afraid?"
Yang Junshan gave Jiuli a slightly calm look, and said calmly: "These people's purpose is unclear, don't fall into other people's traps, besides, this is a market, there are three real realm monks sitting in person, once we take the first action now, we will be in trouble!"
Although Jiu Li's expression was still indignant, she also knew that Yang Junshan was telling the truth, but at this time her eyes changed when she looked at the people opposite, as if she was looking at a few dead people, and she didn't know what was going on in her heart.
When Yang Junshan and the three of them were moving here in the market, they accidentally found a jar of evil pulp in the hands of a merchant, which could be regarded as a kind of heaven and earth spirit treasure, a liquid-like treasure condensed from the purest evil energy.
The most intuitive action of this kind of treasure is to assist the turbid qi monks in condensing the spiritual evil in the dantian, and it is one of the best treasures for the second-level cultivators of the Martial Realm to break the third-level bottleneck.
Yang Tiangang's cultivation was trapped in the second level of the Martial Realm for many years, and later it was because Yang Junshan accidentally discovered a source of evil energy in Quwu Mountain, Yang Tiangang successfully broke the bottleneck with the help of the source of evil energy and advanced to the third level of the Martial Realm.
And this jar of evil pulp is a more valuable treasure than the source of evil qi, the source of evil qi that Yang Junshan discovered at the beginning, it only gave birth to a wisp of pure evil qi origin, when it comes to quality, this jar of evil pulp in front of him is naturally not as good as the source of evil qi, but after condensing into a liquid state, it is better than the large amount, which is far from being comparable to the original source of evil qi in Quwu Mountain.
The merchant who owned this jar of evil pulp was just a first-level cultivator of the martial arts realm who was born as a casual cultivator, and there was no room for improvement to reach the point where he had reached the point where he had cultivated on his own, and there was no systematic inheritance and guidance.
Originally, this ceramic jar was not eye-catching, and even Yang Junshan himself didn't care at first, but when the three of them passed by this merchant's stall, Jiuli discovered some clues through the Wu clan's unique secret technique, and this secret technique was obviously unique to the tribe where Jiuli belonged, and Wu Shuo, who had a higher cultivation level than Jiuli, had never noticed it in the slightest.
Yang Junshan, who got Jiuli's hint, looked through the merchant's booth for a while, and finally found this ceramic jar that looked like an antique, and finally determined that the spiritual material used by Jiuli to refine the natal witchcraft was actually the evil pulp that was regarded as a treasure by the second-level cultivators of the Martial Realm of the Cultivation Realm!
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Yang Junshan calmly inquired about the price of this ceramic jar from the merchant, wanting to pick up a big leak, but the merchant was also a shrewd person, although he didn't know what was in the jar, but the price was three hundred jade coins on the ground.
Yang Junshan immediately pretended to be in pain and agreed, and was about to reach out to pay for it, but he didn't expect that at this time, a group of people came out halfway to cut off the beard, and he opened his mouth to get a thousand jade coins.
Although he didn't know what was in the ceramic jar, the posture in front of him made him immediately understand that the contents must be worth a lot of money, so naturally he had to sit on the ground and raise the price, and the higher the price.
Yang Junshan and the others were naturally dissatisfied, loudly accusing the merchant of going back on their word, but he didn't expect that the merchant hated them even more for trying to pick up their leaks before, and they were even more confident because there was a real realm monk sitting in the market.
As soon as the three parties argued, there were immediately monks who came and went to stop and watch, and after a while, a circle of people gathered, fortunately, these people didn't know what was in the clay pot, otherwise the scene would be even more lively at this time.
This is exactly what makes Yang Junshan feel confused, this group of people appeared too strangely, what exactly was contained in that clay pot, this group of people didn't even look at it, it was a thousand jade coins, but how could the real value of this jar of evil pulp be bought with a thousand jade coins?
Yang Junshan once suspected that this was a trap set by this group of people and the merchants, trying to steal jade coins from their hands, but there was no reason to blackmail a jar of evil pulp for only one thousand jade coins.
Therefore, Yang Junshan concluded that this group of people came here on purpose, and that they were specifically for him.
But if this is really the case, Yang Junshan is a little restrained, if Yang Junshan really raises the price with the person in front of him at this time, but confirms that the things in this clay pot must be worth a lot of money; if he turned around and walked away, the other party would naturally have nothing to do, but it was a jar of pure evil energy condensed into liquid, which was of great help to him condense the spirit evil in his dantian and advanced to the third level of the martial arts realm, and it was also a necessary thing for Jiuli to refine his natal witchcraft, how could he be willing to give up?
"How many of you are specifically rushing down?" Yang Junshan took a step forward and said in a deep voice.
"Hey!" The few people on the opposite side sneered silently, but they confirmed Yang Junshan's previous speculation, but they didn't know who was behind them.
But at this time, Yang Junshan naturally wouldn't mention that clay pot again, otherwise if he really wanted to attract the attention of the group in front of him, although Sha Pulp rarely appeared in the cultivation world, and there were very few people he knew, he was not afraid of ten thousand, but he was afraid of just in case, not to mention that there was a circle of people around him at this time, and it was difficult to guarantee that there would be no people inside.
"Xiao Yang, what's going on here?"
Liu Zhifei pushed aside the onlookers standing in front of him, and walked into the circle with Zhang Yueming and the other three who seemed to be around, glanced at the Jinyi monks who had previously laughed at Yang Junshan and the three others with an even more unrecognizable demeanor, and asked Yang Junshan loudly.
"It's the person who shakes the Heaven Sect!"
"Not only that, they are still inner disciples, look at the inscription jade plaque on their waists, it is something that only inner disciples can wear, and it is said that it can directly resist the all-out blow of the imperial envoy magic weapon of the same rank!"