In front of a small, exquisite courtyard.
The walls were white, the bricks were red, and the plaque was red. Although it was a little unique, there was nothing special about it. In Meng Ling City, there were at least tens of thousands of small courtyards like this. Most of the people who lived here were ordinary rich people or low-key low-level warriors.
Yang Qingxuan and Zi Yuan changed into robes and walked in.
The front yard wasn't big. There were some fake mountains and bonsai, two ponds, and some water lilies. Although it looked lively, there was no one in the yard. However, there was a shadow of a Taoist, sticking to the ground like a piece of skin.
The shadow shook and slowly got up from the ground. It condensed into a man in a black robe and said in a hollow voice, "Token."
Yang Qingxuan and Zi Yuan both took out a token and handed it over.
The shadow took out the token and threw it back. Then, as if its bones were pulled out, it slowly became limp and merged with the ground. It looked like a reflection of a person.
Yang Qingxuan wanted to go around it, but he had a bad idea. He stepped on the shadow and walked over.
Zi Yuan was speechless. He walked around the shadow.
The shadow lay there quietly and didn't move at all.
The house in the yard was just an ordinary room. There was a square table and peachwood chairs. Incense rose and circled around the beam. It was as light as a ghost in the house. The windows of the room were wide open. It should be ventilated from all sides, but the incense kept floating to the screen.
Different from this unique house, the screen was painted with ferocious and beautiful ghosts.
With a tap of Yang Qingxuan's finger, the screen opened to both sides, revealing a deep walkway.
There were stone walls on both sides of the walkway, and there were countless lamps burning on top of them. The winding walkway led Yang Qingxuan and Zi Yuan to a huge trading hall.
Although the trading hall was underground, it was brightly lit. Many people had gathered in the hall.
"Selling the top-quality Fire Soul. Just got from the underground lava. It's well sealed. Its energy hasn't leaked."
"The bone of a million-year-old beast was found in a mysterious ancient pond. It can be said to be the bone of a demonic beast that exists in myths and legends. It contains a very pure energy, and it is the only one in the world."
The sounds of trading could be heard all around. There were also some low voices that had been used to sound-proof secret techniques.
Zi Yuan's face suddenly turned red, and he said angrily, "These animals are really inhumane!"
In a corner of the hall, there was actually a female slave being auctioned. All of them were stripped naked and completely displayed in front of the man. A group of men below laughed and teased.
Those women all had their heads lowered, but the auctioneer would raise their chins from time to time for everyone to admire.
Yang Qingxuan said, "Don't clash."
Zi Yuan snorted angrily. Suppressing the anger in his heart, he said, "Doesn't this exchange belong to Fatty Pan's family? The next time I see him, I'll skin him alive! "
Yang Qingxuan said, "Fatty Pan may not know these things. Besides, he's only one of the four Lords of Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. There's also an extremely mysterious president above him. Why would he care so much? "
Zi Yuan said angrily, "Well, well, you're exonerating him. It seems like you really like this kind of trade." Zi Yuan pushed Yang Qingxuan fiercely, and said, "If you like it, then go buy it. Buy it all and use it yourself."
Yang Qingxuan hurriedly said, "I didn't say I liked it."
Zi Yuan said coldly, "I think you just like it."
Yang Qingxuan's head was full of black lines, and he immediately said seriously, "The next time I see Fatty Pan, I'll definitely break his bones!"
Zi Yuan's anger subsided a little, but his face was still very ugly.
Suddenly, a figure walked towards Yang Qingxuan, and the two of them inadvertently brushed past each other.
Yang Qingxuan's black robe seemed to have sensed something. It fluttered up and then froze.
A golden light flashed in the robe, and a fierce light flashed in his golden eyes.
The figure that was walking over suddenly exclaimed in surprise and stopped in his tracks.
Yang Qingxuan glanced at his own robe. It was actually covered in a layer of frost, and the entire robe had become incomparably hard.
The figure half-turned and suddenly said, "Have you ever thought about something? There seems to be a connection between the strong and the geniuses. "
Yang Qingxuan frowned, and said softly, "You mean, you and I are both strong, both geniuses?"
The figure laughed softly, and said, "You can make me feel something, so most likely you are. I really want to see what you look like under that black robe."
Yang Qingxuan said indifferently, "Unfortunately, I'm not interested in what you look like."
The figure said, "Oh? Could it be that you already know who I am? "
Yang Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat, and he thought of the figure in white. He snorted, "Who you are has nothing to do with me."
The figure laughed, and said, "Haha, interesting. Since you and I can meet here, we will inevitably meet in other places in the future. This is the 'destiny' between the strong, a destiny that neither you nor I can escape. "
Yang Qingxuan was silent.
The figure chuckled, and a frosty gaze flashed in the figure's robe, and then he turned and left.
Zi Yuan saw that the figure had gone far away, and then he leaned over and whispered, "Meng Hantian?"
Yang Qingxuan nodded.
Zi Yuan said in surprise, "Did he recognize you?"
Yang Qingxuan shook his head, and said, "Impossible."
Meng Hantian's words echoed in his mind. There was a strange attraction between the strong and the geniuses.
Was there really a destiny?
Zi Yuan pinched Yang Qingxuan hard and said angrily, "Why aren't you talking? Are you peeping at the auction over there again?"
Yang Qingxuan cried out in pain, "I'm innocent, I'm not."
Zi Yuan snorted and said, "You're still denying it? I'm looking at it, otherwise, why are you so quiet?"
Yang Qingxuan was about to explain, when a huge shadow suddenly appeared in the center of the exchange, like a giant, with its head directly on the ceiling, looking down.
"Everyone, everyone, be quiet."
The shadow said.
The voices in the exchange immediately quieted down, and hundreds of pairs of eyes looked over.
The shadow said slowly, "Welcome to the exchange, everyone. I also know the purpose of your visit. As for the Five Skandha Tree, our exchange has indeed obtained some important information. "
The exchange was so quiet that one could hear a needle, and not even the sound of the wind could be heard.
A pair of red eyes slowly appeared on the shadow's face, bright and huge like a fiery pomegranate. He looked at the hundreds of people in the exchange and said in a deep voice, "The Five Skandha Tree is real."
The exchange was silent for a moment, and then all kinds of shocked voices broke out.
"Is this news true?"
"Where did this news come from? Have you seen the Five Skandha Tree?"
"Where is the tree now?"
All kinds of exclamations came one after another.
The shadow stood in the center of the hall like a giant pillar, and after a moment of silence, he said, "The Five Skandha Tree is in the Tian Cong Martial Arts Club."
As soon as he said this, Yang Qingxuan's face changed dramatically, and a furious golden light and chill shot out from his eyes.
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