First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 1553: Wait!
The sloppy old man looked very uncomfortable and said helplessly: "I can only say, I really don't know the reason for this incident."
Su Yi stared at the sloppy old man and said, "I'm asking, who asked you to inquire about this."
The sloppy old man was silent for a while and sighed: "It's Emperor Xinglu!"
"It was her."
Su Yi whispered, a figure of a woman with long blood-like hair appeared in his mind, standing in the starry sky, ten thousand stars arched, cold and arrogant, arrogant like a god!
Qing Wei, who had been sitting silently on one side, was also surprised.
Emperor Xinglin!
Immortal Realm Beiminghai, one of the three great demon emperors!
Su Yi remembered something.
When he was wandering in the Era of Demons, he met an immortal named Mu Jing, who came from the Qingsangmu clan.
An ancestor of the Qingsangmu clan named "Mu pilgrimage" once followed Wang Ye to serve.
Mu Jing is the descendant of the wooden pilgrimage!
It was also at that time that Su Yi learned that at the beginning, Mu Jing was ordered by the 'Emperor Xinglu' to infiltrate the Blood Firmament camp to serve.
The reason is very simple. When Wang Ye was attacked by a group of peerless enemies, it caused the whole world to shake. Everyone believed that the "Eternal Night Emperor" who had dominated an era had already fallen.
But Emperor Xinglin doesn't think so.
She has planned for many years, secretly contacted many immortal forces, and arranged a group of strong people to sneak into the camps where those peerless enemies are located.
Among them, Mu Jing, from the Qingsangmu clan, was sent to serve in the blood scorpion's camp!
"She really has the heart to ask you old **** to inquire about this."
Su Yi sighed with emotion.
The sloppy old man took a bite of the meat and bones, his cheeks swelled, and said vaguely: "This is all a long time ago, since the Xianyun era, I have never seen that woman who kills without blinking. "
After a pause, he sighed: "This is called the passage of time, things are different, flowers are similar every year, but people are different every year!"
Su Yi silently took a sip of wine and said: "Then let's not talk about the past, let me ask you, why did Xue Xiaozi and those old guys who are standing on the top of the immortal path shrink back? What calamity to avoid?"
Qi Fufeng once mentioned that the old antiques above the Immortal King Realm have all hidden their traces from the world, and they are suspected of avoiding disaster!
The sloppy old man didn't seem to dare to talk about it. He dipped his fingertips in the wine and wrote two words on the table:
"God woe!"
Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "It has something to do with the gods?"
The sloppy old man nodded and said: "These things are just some signs, but no one dares to care about the characters who stand on the top of the immortal way, because..."
Speaking of this, he lowered his voice and said a world-shattering secret, "Thirty-nine thousand years ago, the 'old monk Qingqu' of Lianhua Temple in Xiangzhou suffered a forbidden catastrophe. In the interim, he lost his cultivation, his body was rotten, and his soul was broken."
"Before he died, he only left a sentence 'If you can't survive the five declines of heaven and human beings, don't talk about King Kong is not bad'!"
Su Yi's heart is awe-inspiring.
Old monk Qingqu, also known as "Fatian Buddha"!
A long time ago, he was a mythical figure who set foot on the top of the fairyland.
Who would have thought that such a myth would wither away under a strange catastrophe!
"The so-called divine disaster is related to the calamity of the five declines of heaven and man?"
Su Yi was thoughtful.
The sloppy old man sighed: "I don't know, I just know that the old guys who survived the Immortal Fallen Era all hid one by one, lest they follow in the footsteps of the old monk Qingqu."
Next, Su Yi asked many more questions.
But this sloppy old man was extremely slick and vague, and he was forced to keep his mouth shut and said nothing.
Su Yi was helpless.
He also knew that if he could say it, the old **** would never hide it.
If you can't say it, even if you kill the old bastard, you won't even ask a word.
"The last question, who is the Chilong Daoist who is currently sitting in the Black Dragon Market?"
Su Yi asked.
The sloppy old man was stunned, his eyes suddenly became strange, he smiled and said: "I promised not to reveal its origin, but if you see it, you will be able to see its origin at a glance."
Speaking, he wiped the grease stains from his mouth with his sleeve, and said, "I have broken my precept many times today and said too many things that I shouldn't say, so I have to leave."
Su Yi said: "Where are you going?"
The sloppy old man said without hesitation: "As long as I don't meet you, I can go anywhere in the world."
Su Yi: "..."
He stroked his chin and said, "Have you seen something from me?"
The sloppy old man shook his head like a rattle, "Don't you know? In this world, I can fortune-telling and fortune-telling for anyone, but I dare not do this to you!"
There is a hint of resentment in his voice.
Su Yi laughed and said, "Forget it, I'm not forcing you."
The sloppy old man stood up and walked away.
Su Yi did not stop him.
But the sloppy old man walked halfway, but hesitated for a while, then turned his head and said, "I'm very happy to see your killer still alive!"
The voice is still reverberating, and he flies away and disappears.
Su Yi laughed.
This old **** is still the same!
"Young Master, is that old fortune teller a remarkable being?"
Qingwei couldn't help but said.
Su Yi shook his head slightly and said, "No, that's a cunning old bastard, who is most afraid of three things by life, one is trouble, the other is doom, and the third is early death. "
"The only commendable thing is that in the divination, there is no one else in the fairy world."
Su Yi's eyes flashed with reminiscence, "A long time ago, many old guys asked him for fortune-telling, originally thinking that he could use his divination techniques to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and change their luck, but the results were all calculated by him. dead..."
Qingwei was stunned, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Su Yi also laughed and said, "For this reason, he is called the 'Lord of Bad News', and what's more, he is called the God of Plague."
Qingwei couldn't help being curious and said, "Master, why doesn't he dare to tell your fortune?"
Su Yi said: "He did the calculation once, but when he was divination, he suffered a backlash and almost took his life. Since then, he has regarded me as a doom, lest it have any connection with me, As long as you see it, you must hide as far as you want."
Qing Wei understood.
Fortune-telling for money.
Tell the fortune-telling of the emperor...that's terrible!
Su Yi and Qingwei left without food and wine. Not long after, they came to a shop called "Buqilou" in Heilong Market.
Su Yi intends to sell all the unused treasures on his body.
After expressing her intentions, Qingwei waited outside, while Su Yi was led into a forbidden room by the waiter.
In the secret room, an old man with a goatee sits lazily.
He is a treasure appraiser from Buqilou. After seeing Su Yi, he said directly: "I heard that your Excellency is going to send a batch of good goods, and the number is very large, so take it out and let the old man take a look at the price. Well, it's easy to say!"
Su Yi waved his sleeves.
Whoa!
A pile of treasures like a mountain emerged, and Yingdu was full of light.
Most of these are all kinds of immortal treasures, which are the spoils of war that Su Yi has harvested along the way from the place where he ascended from Bailu Mountain.
Although it is precious, it is of no use to Su Yi's cultivation.
The old man with the goatee was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly sat upright and stepped forward to screen them one by one.
Su Yi sat on the side in a relaxed manner and waited patiently.
After a long time, the old man with the goatee had finished the inventory, stabilized his mind, sat back in his chair, and said, "Forgive the old man to say bluntly, although there are many treasures in this batch, there are not many treasures, and naturally they can't sell for a good price. "
Su Yi laughed, "There's no need to lower the price, and I don't like to bargain. I'll give you a number and take out 10,000 pieces of top-grade immortal jade. These treasures are yours."
A piece of high-grade immortal jade is worth a hundred immortal stones.
10,000 is a million immortal stones!
Such an offer made the goatee old man's eyelids jump, and he snorted coldly, "I'm afraid you don't know the market conditions of the Black Dragon Market, not to mention that most of your treasures cannot see the light. Since you want to make a move, only It can be worth 60% of the market price..."
He wants to continue talking, but Su Yi has already interrupted: "If you feel a loss, forget it."
After saying that, he stood up, put away the treasures all over the ground, and turned away.
That's a neat and tidy one.
The old man with the goatee couldn't sit still and said, "Hold on, Your Excellency!"
Su Yi paused and said, "No need to talk nonsense, you only need to express your position and accept the conditions I offered."
The old man with the goatee looked cloudy for a while, and finally choked out a word: "Yes!"
Only then did Su Yi turn around and say with a smile, "Don't pretend to be suffering a big loss. The conditions I quoted are enough for you to make a lot of money."
The old man with the goatee was stunned, then laughed and said with emotion: "I can see that your Excellency is a knowledgeable person, but it is strange that I have never seen you in the Black Dragon Market before."
Su Yi said indifferently: "Why, do you still want to share my details?"
The old man with the goatee said with interest: "Your Excellency, wait a moment."
Speaking, he stood up and left the secret room.
Not long after, I retrieved a storage treasure and handed it to Su Yi, "Ten thousand pieces of high-grade immortal jade, please take a look at it."
Su Yi checked it at random, nodded, and handed those treasures to the old man with the goatee.
He stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, and immediately took out five hundred pieces of immortal jade and put it on the table.
"This is the hush money. If the news is leaked, the consequences will be at your own risk."
Su Yi took a deep look at the goatee old man and turned away.
The old man with the goatee looked uncertain for a while~IndoMTL.com~ He realized that this time he encountered not only a character who knew how to do it, but also a stubborn who was obviously familiar with the unspoken rules of the Black Dragon Market.
For example, this "hush fee", even the regular customers who often enter the Black Dragon Market are not aware of it!
Someone sells the stolen goods, and someone can deduce many secrets from the stolen goods.
And these secrets can often be sold at an attractive price!
This is the unspoken rule.
The average person has no idea.
Especially this time!
The old man with the goatee beard knows very well that if he sells the news of this batch of stolen goods to the Taiqing Sect and Yunji Immortal Mansion through hidden channels, he will definitely be able to exchange for a fortune!
Because of this, the old man with the goatee fell into a deep tangle.
Sell,
Still not for sale?