Full Moon Market.
Among the many stalls, there was a stall that could decipher texts.
The stall was not big. There was only a table and a chair. On the table, there were some four treasures of the study. Behind the stall, there was a small banner with eight big words written on it — "Iron mouth straight, a thousand gold words!"
"Who's this stall owner? How arrogant! "
The newcomers who had just entered the market were shocked when they saw the stall and the lazy young man.
"This person is called Fang Lang. I don't know how he entered the Dao, but he has already made a name for himself in less than half a month!"
At the side, a few old cultivators said, "Don't underestimate him just because he's young. His ability to decipher texts of the Dao is truly extraordinary. For example, the Xia family's Thousand Gold Secret Recipe and the He family's Hidden Demon Three Ginseng … They are all top-notch evil texts. Even in the Tide-listening Pavilion, they can be deciphered correctly …"
"Although the fee is a little expensive, it's worth it."
"Didn't you see that even the Tide-listening Pavilion is extremely respectful to him and has invited him several times to help translate texts?"
"Heh … aren't people of the same trade enemies? Could it be that the Tide-listening Pavilion wants to recruit this master? That's not impossible! "
The group of itinerant cultivators discussed, and a pretty girl pressed her chest.
She had a secret inheritance on her, but she could not understand the text of the Dao. After trying to comprehend it several times, she felt dizzy and vomited blood, almost going berserk. After that, she was as afraid as snakes and scorpions.
Now that she heard these words, she could not help but be tempted.
But on second thought, she blurted out, "These secret manuals are passed down by cultivators. If they are translated by others and the contents are seen, wouldn't it be a great loss?"
"Hmph …"
As soon as she said that, an old cultivator sneered. "What's the use of a family secret manual if you can't read it? It's already a good thing that you have a channel. In the past, you could only go to the Tide-listening Pavilion to sell it, and the price would only be enough to buy a bookworm … His family won't translate it for you! "
Cen Hongyue shuddered, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head.
She secretly came to a realization. That's right … Now that I want to decipher the secret manual, I can't care about these small details … I bear a blood feud, if I want to take revenge on the Five Paths Sect, I must master the Dao technique in the secret manual …
After thanking the old cultivator, Cen Hongyue finally understood the rules of the market square by beating around the bush.
Although this place was particular about cash and goods being settled, and there was nothing that could be done about it. However, there were still some protective measures.
For example, he could purchase another contract with the power of magic power, promise that the goods were genuine, and that the secret could not be leaked, etc.
Of course, this would cost him a sum of money, but it was safer.
Some itinerant cultivators with some wealth often used this method.
However, there were even more people who were embarrassingly short of money. They might not even be able to fork out the fee, much less be willing to fork out this sum.
After all, the stall owners would definitely not take the initiative to pay.
Cen Hongyue thanked the old cultivator again and asked where the best and cheapest contracts were.
Suddenly, she heard a roar in her ear, "Stall owner, your interpretation is bullsh * t. You've harmed my brother …"
A cultivator who was as thin as a bamboo pole and had a tuft of black hair on his face suddenly let out a roar and was about to smash the stall.
However, his fist was raised high, but it didn't fall down.
In the market square, there were rules that forbade fighting.
"Oh?"
Chung Shen-soo sat on top of the stall and calmly took a sip of tea. "You brat, you're slandering me without any evidence. What proof do you have?"
"I knew you were going to deny it!"
The black-haired cultivator shouted angrily. "I'm Hei San. Two days ago, my brother Hei Er obtained a remnant page and came to you to decipher it. You took a hundred banknotes from him! Monk Kun Chi of Little Yuan Mountain, Wanderer Hong Fu, and the stall owners nearby all know about this! "
He pointed at several witnesses, and they all nodded, indicating that this was true.
"And from that remnant page, you deciphered a [Bird Transformation Technique] and gave it to my brother. Everyone can see that …"
Hei San's eyes were red. "My poor brother … Regardless of my persuasion, he began to practice the [Bird Transformation Technique]. Now, now … he has become like this!"
He pulled the reins behind him, and a black … donkey walked out!
The two huge donkey eyes were staring at Chung Shen-soo.
Obviously, this was the cultivator Hei Si.
"My brother practiced that bullsh * t Bird Transformation Method and was possessed by the devil. He actually turned into a donkey and couldn't change back … There must be something wrong with your incantation!"
Hei San finally pointed at Chung Shen-soo and scolded him.
His explanation was reasonable, and many of the onlookers nodded their heads in agreement.
Cen Hongyue felt as if she had been splashed with a bucket of cold water.
"I'd better go find a real master. The slightest difference in cultivation technique can be fatal!"
"Today, if you don't compensate me properly and give me an explanation … Even if I go to the market owner, I will still compete with you!"
Hei San shouted.
"Not good, this stall owner is going to lose today!"
A cultivator whispered, "This is like yellow mud falling on the crotch. I don't know whether it's a problem with the technique or the cultivation …"
"There must be no problem with the technique I translated, but cultivators may always make mistakes when practicing. Even after practicing the technique and breaking the taboo, there are still many …"
Chung Shen-soo still sat unhurriedly and said, "If you are not convinced, why don't you directly publicize the technique and see how it works?"
"Why should I publicize my own secret technique? I think you don't want to compensate today?" Hei San said with a grim face.
"Haha …"
Chung Shen-soo shook his head and looked at the donkey that Hei Si had turned into. His eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, "Your [Bird Transformation Technique] is only a small success. It can be regarded as the [Animal Creation Technique]. You can't transform into a demon, you can only transform into some ordinary animals. But you put on the skin of a black donkey that was tortured to death and turned into a donkey. It's a bit creative … But if you want to blackmail me, you will die. I'll give you a chance. Now dispel the technique and explain to everyone clearly. I will spare you this time … "
"Is there any justice in this? My brother has been possessed by the devil. How do you want him to answer? "
A figure flashed, and Hei San had already stopped in front of Hei Si.
"I think you have a guilty conscience, right?"
Chung Shen-soo glanced at Hei Si, his finger pinched a drop of water from the teacup and flicked it.
"This [Animal Creation Technique] also has a taboo. For example, when you turn into an animal, you can't drink water. Otherwise, you will show your original form!"
The water droplet flew and fell into the mouth of the black donkey. The black donkey suddenly struggled and rolled on the ground. It turned into a person wearing a donkey's skin. It was Hei Si!
"This person … relied on Master Fang to translate the technique into a technique, and now he is trying to blackmail us?"
Cen Hongyue saw this scene and suddenly understood everything. She gritted her teeth in anger, "How can there be such a person in the world?"
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