Chapter 829

Yi Heng quickly took back his divine consciousness, the color of shock in his eyes disappeared in an instant, raised his right foot and walked forward smoothly.

It was not until after ten breaths that he loosened his fists behind him. The normal walking speed brought a dry and hot breeze, which dried the moisture in the palms of his hands, and his heart finally relaxed.

With the naked eye alone, we can see a horizontal passage three hundred feet away. Just now, the divine consciousness swept in a hurry. On that horizontal passage, seven monks with different levels of cultivation are coming towards his passage.

Sure enough, after six breaths, a friar flashed out of the right passage and appeared in front of him. He could see it clearly, but the friar just glanced at him with his left eye, turned around and continued to walk in front of him.

One after another, seven friars kept showing up, and the lowest one was the highest one at the beginning of the golden elixir. He was not sure. He only guessed that he was above the God.

Without exception, they are all Terran friars.

Without exception, they all headed straight ahead of his passage.

Yi Heng can't help himself.

Of the seven monks, five were in the front and two were in the back.

There were four Yuan Ying friars and a brown Taoist friar who could not estimate his accomplishments.

Then there was a yellow Taoist monk who could not estimate his accomplishments and a golden elixir monk..

The seven people sandwiched him in the middle, as if they had agreed, and walked slowly forward at the same speed.

Although he couldn't help it, he didn't panic.

For the first time here, no one will specifically target him. It should be a coincidence to move forward at the same speed.

The destination of the seven people must be the same. They just happen to be caught in the middle.

And their destination is the same as theirs.

He straightened his waist slightly, and his eyes had crossed the five people in front and looked to the right thousands of feet away.

Although the divine knowledge was swept in a hurry, the scene of a hundred miles around had already been printed into my mind.

Thousands of feet away from this passage, turn right, and there will be a huge crowd gathering place. Countless Terran friars gather there, bustling, coming and going. Without thinking, there must be a market.

It's just a good place for him to inquire about the news.

At the pace of a normal friar, without hesitation, he shook the back of his hand and walked forward.

Since they dare not time, and only a thousand feet away, as long as they are normal friars, they will not walk too fast and too slow.

I believe all the monks here can live to the present. Naturally, they have experienced countless life and death tests and dangers. No one will easily expose their eager thoughts.

Yi Heng secretly vigilant, careless or conceited price, he can no longer afford.

Now the gossip plate is not in the purple mansion and almost loses most of its strength. In this strange place with many high-level friars, you should be cautious and walk on thin ice.

Thinking of the Eight Diagrams plate, the treasure that saved him many times didn't know what kind of treasure it was until it was lost.

His shaking hands shook slightly.

Before he calmed down, the noise had spread into his ears. He was happy and stared at the past with his eyes.

Walk thousands of feet, but it's not the end of the passage.

Between these thousands of feet, there are ten transverse channels.

A total of 91 monks came out of the ten cross passages. With the monks coming out of the stone houses on the left and right along the way, he could see a total of 113.

He walked among these monks, but he was the most inconspicuous one.

At this time, the foremost monk had turned right and instantly integrated into the increasing noise.

There was some eagerness in his heart.

The eagerness for all kinds of information here is far more than the mood of losing the gossip disk.

Since the eight trigrams plate has been locked on Li Chuang, it is useless to worry about his own cultivation. Besides, Li Chuang will know the purpose of the eight trigrams plate for a while and a half?

The noise is getting louder and louder, and what comes to our ears is the sound of some quarrels and bargaining.

"This star stone is just the lowest star stone. Taoist friends think I'm stupid?"

"Believe it or not, don't belittle this star stone. Other Taoist friends believe it!"

......

"This refined star stone, not to mention a hundred top-grade spirit stones, even a thousand top-grade spirit stones are difficult to exchange. Taoist friends, you'd better think of other ways!"

"Well, this kind of body refining star stone needs very few monks. A hundred top-grade spirit stones are also good. Taoist friends don't want to sell them yet?"

......

Yi Heng listened to these tacky bargains, gently picked them up at the corners of his mouth, and said in his heart, "this is like the world. Even friars are also human!"

One hundred and fifty feet later, he could integrate into the world. His pace was half a minute faster.

There were also fifty or sixty friars on the same passage. It seemed that they were influenced by him. Their leisurely pace was a little stiff, and then they were all half a minute faster.

Seeing this situation, he couldn't help worrying.

But fortunately, no one paid attention to him, so he was relieved, but the stiff smile on his face slowly put away and returned to a strange look.

As more and more monks turned right in front of him and integrated into the noise, there were no more monks in front of him.

At this time, it was time for him to turn right.

Although he had seen the gathering of monks here in his divine consciousness, he was still surprised when he saw it with his own eyes.

The eye is full of figures and stalls.

Sitting, walking, looking east and West, squatting, half squatting, bargaining, quarreling, blushing.

In the endless venue, there are dense crowds and many stalls.

He suppressed the surprise in his heart and walked towards the crowd. His eyes kept scanning around, and his eyebrows slowly frowned.

The seemingly crowded friars are actually quite orderly.

In this kind of noise and noise, there are no friars side by side, back-to-back. If they are close, they are about an inch away. If they are crowded, they can make room when other friars are close.

Of course, no friar rushed recklessly and bumped into others.

Those with high accomplishments are so, and those with low accomplishments are even more cautious.

Yi Heng's eyes fell on the first stall and it was difficult to move away.

The stalls are more than ten feet apart, which is enough for the friars to flow slowly between the two stalls.

At this time, although others move forward slowly, their eyes still stay on the first booth.

It's not because there's something on the first stall that attracts him. On the contrary, it's because the things on the stall are too ordinary.

The stone, with the inconspicuous earthy yellow stone and seven stones, placed sparsely on the ground, is a stall.

He withdrew his eyes and looked up.

In fact, he is tired of it.

There are stone walls all around, including the site here. The stone top is still about two feet high above.

Yellowish stone walls and roofs.

The seven stones of this stall seem to have been randomly dug from the stone wall and stone top. In this way, can they also be taken out and placed here in the immortal world? No wonder there was only one friar squatting in front of the stall, looking at one of the stones carefully.

Yi Heng shook his head slightly and was not sure.

Take back your eyes. At this time, you have crossed the second booth, and your eyes naturally look at the booth.

His eyes lit up and eleven stones came into his eyes.

To be exact, the three stones the size of a spirit stone emit a faint light, like something that will shine wrapped in the stone, which is very mysterious.

"Star stone!" He whispered in his heart and couldn't help approaching the booth.

In front of the booth, five monks squatted, looked at the stone with their eyes, and their faces showed a color of thinking, as if they were judging what the stone was.

Yi Heng let the friar coming from the rear, walked to the booth in two steps and squatted down.

The owner of the booth was a young monk. When he saw someone coming, he immediately introduced: "eight raw stones and three star stones. If you need them, you can bid at will!"

When he heard that he could bid at will, he looked up slightly at the young friar.

The complexion is slightly pale. I don't know whether it's because I've lived under the ground for too long or because I'm hurt.

His eyes glowed. Although he passed away, he still let him know that the young stall owner was estimated to be a little anxious at this time.

There is nothing outstanding about the facial features, an ordinary round face and some messy blue Taoist clothes.

"The three star stones are very common. I don't think there are many monks who can use them. Instead, these eight original stones. Can you tell me where to get them?"

The third friar on Yi Heng's left took back his eyes and asked.

Hearing his question, Yi Heng was naturally surprised. Is it because the original stone is the same as the original stone on the earth? Breaking the original stone is the most precious jade?

The eight original stones in his eyes were the size of his fist. They were the same as the stones on the first booth. They were also earthy yellow, as if they had been dug out at random from a place full of stone walls.

"Naturally, the elder asked, and told me that the eight original stones came from the West."

"What you got the day before yesterday?"

"Senior wise, that's it!"

Yi Heng took a look at the earthy yellow stone without any strangeness, and wrote down their conversation without omission.

But there are more and more doubts in my heart.

"The Western golden light contains mostly metallic star stones, which is also somewhat consistent with the cultivation method of Wei. However, Wei has always had bad luck. Most of the broken original stones are empty, which is difficult to bid!"

Yi Heng felt that the left side was empty, and saw the two monks on the left with a regretful face. He got up and left. He looked up at the young stall owner, with a slightly pale face of disappointment.

"Elder, I shouldn't have disclosed the origin of the original stone. This..."

"Ha ha, it's Wei's fault. Let's see, how about selling all the eight best spirit stones to Wei?"

Yi Heng was surprised. It turned out that the two friars left after knowing the origin of the original stone. It must be that even if the star stone was opened in the original stone, it was not consistent with their practice.

The origin of the original stone is generally not revealed, but its value is too expensive.

He doesn't even have the best spiritual stone, that is, he doesn't even have the lowest spiritual stone.

Suddenly, he reacted and said in his heart, "why don't you dig out a few stones from the corner of the stone wall and set up a stall here? Maybe some friars will be fooled?"