Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 80: Conspiracy, Trading of Talismans
Immortal Weapon Valley, Burning Sun Vein, Fire Rock City.

In a secret room.

The candlelight was dim, and several figures in black robes sat cross-legged on cushions, looking at each other.

The space was filled with silence and oppression.

The silence was not broken until a hoarse voice was heard.

"My son died. He was only thirty-eight years old. He had just begun his journey to immortality when he was killed in the zoo."

"Master, we are deeply saddened by Zhi'er's death, but do we really have to do this?"

A slightly thin man in black robe couldn't help but persuade him.

"A strange person or force actually told us the entire process of Zhi'er's murder and the whereabouts of Zhang Yuanzhu."

"We may become the sword that kills people!"

As the words fell, many black-robed people nodded.

No one is stupid.

Although the Zhuoyang lineage does not prohibit killing each other outside the designated range, and even secretly promotes this matter in the name of tempering disciples, there is always a certain risk.

The tall figure who spoke first fell silent.

After a long time, he responded seriously:
"That's my son. I've raised him for thirty-seven years. He's the continuation of my immortal path and will after a hundred years."

"After Zhi'er's death, I have nothing to worry about. I will resign from the position of head of the family soon. You spread the word that I betrayed the family."

"Master! Big Brother!!"

I shouted several times, trying to persuade him, but the burly figure remained indifferent.

Finally, the men in black robes left the secret room, leaving only a tall figure sitting cross-legged on the cushion, revealing a pair of eyes filled with hatred.

"I am willing to become the sword of revenge."

the other side.

Zhang Yuanzhu was wearing a gray robe, carrying a knife and a sword, and a storage bag on his waist, and was heading towards a magnificent city.

He stood among the crowd entering the city, looking around.

Most of them are mortals, with only a few cultivators, and most of these cultivators are only at the Qi Condensation level.

However, considering the total population of the city, the number of monks is already extremely terrifying.

With so many potential disciples, it is no wonder that the Immortal Weapon Valley only recruits from the mortal world once every sixty years.

While he was thinking, he had already followed the crowd into the city.

boom!
In an instant, the sounds of hawking, noise, and laughter reached my ears.

He saw a bustling crowd of people and shops on both sides of the street.

This is far more prosperous than Jiangshui City.

With his pupils half-closed, he tightened the flying sword in his arms, squeezed out of the crowd, and strode into the city.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanzhu stopped, lowered his head and looked to his side.

A boy in cloth clothes looked at him with flattery.

"Master, is this your first time in Huoyan City?"

"Do you need a guide?"

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly, and the flying sword in his arms trembled slightly, making a clanging sound.

The sword rang so violently that the boy couldn't help but step back, his face turning pale.

"I grew up in the city and am very familiar with every part of Huoyan City. I will definitely not delay the Immortal Master's business."

"price?"

"One, no! Half a spirit coin."

The boy spoke, his face full of surprise, he didn't expect it to happen at this time.

"A place where spiritual medicines and spiritual objects are traded. Lead the way."

"Yes."

The thin figure immediately walked in front, leading the way.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his head and glanced around. His cold and cruel eyes made the greedy mortals retreat.

After giving the surroundings a warning glance, he followed.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, turned left and right, passing through streets and alleys.

Huhu~
The boy was running quickly, breathing heavily.

"Master, we're almost there. Lingyu Street is just ahead. There are a lot of spiritual medicines and spiritual items for sale, and they're quite affordable."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded without saying anything. He sensed that the number of monks ahead was increasing, and the boy's words were true.

The two soon came to a quieter street.

On both sides of the street, monks sat cross-legged on the ground with various spiritual objects and magical instruments placed in front of them. There were also several luxurious shops standing on both sides.

"good."

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand and gently tossed the spirit coin, which broke into two halves, into the boy's palm.

Half of it is crystal white, and the other half is icy blue.

"This is the reward."

Then, he strode towards the street.

Only the boy stared blankly at the two spirit coins of different colors in his palm. After finding nothing unusual, he ran into the alley and disappeared.

Zhang Yuanzhu had already walked into the street and began to look at the various items on the stalls.

Most of the stalls were just glanced casually and then left.

Finally, he stopped in front of a stall displaying elixirs.

After carefully observing and confirming that there was no problem with the elixir.

"Black Leaf Grass, Red Heart Root, and Mars Flower. I want these spiritual herbs. How many spiritual coins are needed?"

The gray-haired old man behind the stall looked up at Zhang Yuanzhu and immediately responded:

"A total of one hundred and thirty-four spirit coins, discounted to thirteen low-grade spirit stones."

"Pack it up."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded without bargaining.

After the massacre in Babaili Mountain and River, he had no shortage of spirit coins, so he took this opportunity to exchange them for resources.

He stretched out his hand, waved it lightly, and a small pile of spirit coins fell on the stall.

At this moment, the gray-haired old man packed even faster.

Soon, dozens of wooden boxes were handed over.

Zhang Yuanzhu took the wooden box, checked it, and after confirming that there was no problem, he went to other stalls.

The stall owner who was picking up spirit coins behind him hesitated a little, but still reminded him:
"Wealth should not be displayed on the surface. Your attire is too ostentatious."

How could he expose his magic weapon directly to the public? He even had a storage bag hanging around his waist and was openly buying and selling spiritual objects in the city. Huoyan City is not a good place.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but it quickly disappeared. He stretched out his hand and waved it casually.

Walk towards the next spiritual medicine stall.

He would collect all the elixirs related to the Elephant Demon Power Method on the entire street.

About an hour later, he arrived at a shop called Xiao Fu Tang and walked in.

The young man in yellow robe who was dozing off in front of the counter saw someone coming.

He immediately stood up and walked over quickly with a smile on his face.

"Sir, are you here to buy talismans, or blank talisman paper, cinnabar, etc."

"Talisman."

Hearing this, the yellow-robed youth's eyes lit up.

He likes customers who buy talismans directly.

"Guest, please follow me."

Taking Zhang Yuanzhu, he walked towards the counter.

The young man in yellow robe pointed at the talisman with mysterious patterns engraved on the cabinet and introduced it:
"Fireball Talisman, a common offensive talisman used in the first and second levels of Qi training."

Seeing that the guest did not respond, he pointed to the other side.

"The Golden Armor Talisman can form a protective shield around the body, capable of blocking attacks from the fourth level of Qi training."

"Ice Spike Talisman, special attack attribute."

Zhang Yuanzhu listened to the yellow-robed youth's story. After hearing the introduction and gaining more knowledge, he responded:

"Are there any talismans for escaping?"

He lacked the means to escape; this was what he lacked.

He can swing his sword against anyone at the same level as him, and he is not afraid even if they are several levels higher than him.

But if someone uses a higher realm to bully others, then it is not a matter of courage or not.

Moreover, this thing will be needed to prevent accidents in the future.

(End of this chapter)