After another month, Fang Xing felt that the increase in his cultivation from refining the spirit stone had weakened by quite a bit. The fat daoist finally sent him a piece of good news. He heard that a Ghost City with about a dozen people had already confirmed the opening time and location. Fang Xing was suddenly very excited and specially treated the fat daoist to a meal. Of course, the money he spent was still the fat daoist's money.
On this day, Fang Xing prepared the things he wanted to bring with him. He took out the Thousand Luo Ghost Mask and wore it on his face. He poured his spirit energy into it and immediately felt a strange power surging out from the Thousand Luo Ghost Mask and flowing into his body. Then, the bones in his body made popping sounds and his body was forcibly pulled up by three feet, becoming similar to an adult.
However, due to his small stature, he looked very skinny at the moment.
At this moment, Fang Xing looked like a smart young man in his twenties. His appearance was neither handsome nor ugly. It could only be said that he looked very ordinary, the kind of person that would be easily forgotten.
Fang Xing tried to speak again. He felt that his voice was hoarse and deep like an adult's. Only then did he nod his head in satisfaction. He wore the daoist robe that he borrowed from the fat daoist and swaggered towards the Ghost City.
In the valley, people came and went, but no one paid attention to such a person.
The Ghost City was located in a small valley about ten miles away from the outer disciple district. When Fang Xing arrived, the moon had already risen. When he arrived at the valley, he saw two masked cultivators standing at the entrance. They were both at the first level of spirit formation and were looking at him with a gloomy expression. Seeing Fang Xing walking over, one of them stepped forward and whispered, "Senior brother, what are you doing here?"
Fang Xing saw that their defense was so tight and was a little surprised. However, he quickly sneered and said, "Who would come to this broken place if there's nothing? Everyone here is a smart person, so stop pretending. I hope that today's Ghost City will not disappoint me!"
The two guards looked at each other and one of them whispered, "Senior Brother, keep quiet. If the Dao Sect finds out about this, everyone will be in trouble …"
Fang Xing sneered and said: "If the Dao Sect wants to know about this Ghost City, how can we hide it from them with just the few of us? Heh heh, it's just that the Dao Sect doesn't want to interfere and turns a blind eye. Why are you guys so nervous? "
The two guards were surprised to hear this. They felt that he was an understanding person, so their suspicions were gone and they let him in.
Fang Xing sneered at this. This logic was not difficult for him at all. He had already heard about it from the fat Daoist.
Although the rules of the Dao Sect were strict, they never did things to the extreme. If it wasn't for the fact that the Dao Sect turned a blind eye to the matters of the Phantom City and casually sent an elder over to rectify it, the Phantom City wouldn't have been able to continue operating.
This time, the people that came to the Ghost City were mostly new disciples that joined four months ago. At most, there would be a few Spirit Formation Second Layer Seniors joining. The other Blue Cloud Sect disciples with higher cultivations wouldn't be interested in this Ghost City. To put it bluntly, the people that came this time were all rookies. Although they appeared nervous as if they were facing a great enemy, they were easily fooled.
After all, in this kind of Ghost City, everyone was not very familiar with it. There was no way to determine their identity in advance, so it was not difficult to sneak in.
Originally, there were only a dozen people participating in the Ghost City, but now, there were already more than twenty people gathered in the valley. Other than Fang Xing, there were also a few outsiders that heard about this matter and took the initiative to join. Everyone chose a corner that they thought was safe and dressed themselves up tightly, afraid that others would recognize them. Their eyes shone brightly as they stared at the scene.
"Fellow brothers, I won't say much. To be able to come here, I believe that everyone knows what is going on. If there is anything that you want to exchange, then quickly take it out. This matter cannot be delayed. The sooner we exchange, the more important thing is to go back!"
A masked man in black stood up and said. It seemed like he knew what was going on.
"That's right, I will go first. To be honest, I know that most of you are juniors that just came in not long ago. What you lack the most is spirit stones. Coincidentally, I have six extra spirit stones with me. I am planning to transfer them to you. The Dao Sect's exchange rate for spirit stones is one hundred gold taels. Here, I will only exchange it for eighty gold taels. Whoever wants it, just say it!"
A skinny man walked to the center and placed five to six sparkling red spirit stones on the big green stone.
There was a stir at the side. A few people were quite moved. After all, one spirit stone could save twenty gold taels.
"I … … I want to check the spirit stones first … …"
A masked fatty raised his hand and said. Everyone's gaze immediately shifted to him.
"Hehe, casually checking, how can there be a mistake?"
The skinny man laughed and spread his hands, making a casually checking gesture.
When Fang Xing heard his voice, he felt that it was very familiar. He couldn't help but use the Yin Yang God and Demon Mirror to look at him. Suddenly, his heart was filled with joy. So it was someone he knew. This skinny man was none other than the big rat spirit spirit spirit he met a month ago at the Magic Weapon Pavilion. Thinking about it, only a person with a rich position like him would have so many spirit stones on hand!
Then, he used the Yin Yang God and Demon Mirror to look at the others. No matter what method they used to conceal their appearance, their cultivation couldn't be changed. Fang Xing quickly understood. Most of them were at the first spirit formation level with four to five at the second spirit formation level. The skinny man, the big rat spirit, was the only one at the third spirit formation level … …
"Good, the spirit stones are not bad, I want two!"
The masked fatty checked for a long time but couldn't find any flaws, so he threw a small bag of gold leaves.
"A total of sixteen gold leaves, each worth ten gold taels. Check it carefully!"
"There's no need for that. I trust you!"
The big rat spirit looked carefully and knew that the number was correct. He stuffed it into his pocket and said, "Only four left … …"
"I will also take three … …"
"Leave two for me … …"
Very quickly, the crowd began to fight over the six spirit stones.
However, there was no need to worry. Seeing the big rat spirit's success, someone else took out a few spirit stones to sell. Fang Xing secretly looked at them and found that they were all at the second spirit formation level. They should be the old disciples of Blue Cloud Sect. He didn't know how they managed to accumulate spirit stones, but since they couldn't use it, they decided to exchange it with the newcomers.
"It's my turn. I have something here that I also want to exchange for spirit stones. I don't know if senior brothers can afford it!"
A masked young man stood out and suddenly raised his hand. A sword that was flashing with red light suddenly appeared in his hand. Within the red light, there was a faint golden light. It looked really extraordinary. However, what was even more surprising was the way he took out the sword. It appeared directly in his hand. People with discerning eyes quickly discovered that he was wearing a simple and unadorned ring on his finger, and the sword was taken out from it.
"That should be the Heavenly Cave Ring. A new outer disciple actually has such a spirit item … …"
"That sword isn't ordinary either. The spiritual energy is terrifying. It should be a mid-grade flying sword … …"
The crowd discussed in a low voice. Obviously, they were shocked by this young man's extravagance.
The young man glanced around and said in a deep voice, "This time, before I came to acknowledge a master, I spent all my savings to buy this mid-grade magical instrument, Nine Snake Golden Flame Sword. However, I didn't expect that I bought this sword too early. My current spiritual energy isn't enough to fully display its power. What I need the most right now are spirit stones. My family is very far away, and the money I prepared for me needs to be sent to Blue Cloud Sect for another two months. I can't afford to wait that long, so I will first exchange this sword and use some spirit stones to cultivate … …"
Everyone was attracted by this mid-grade magical instrument, but they couldn't guarantee that they could take out the equivalent amount of spirit stones.
The young man glanced around and said, "I spent 10,000 gold to buy this sword before I entered the Gate of Dao. If I were to exchange it now, I would need to exchange it for at least 100 spirit stones. I wonder if the Senior Brothers who are present here today would have enough? It doesn't matter if it's not enough. I hope that the senior brothers can go back and prepare. We will exchange it at the next Phantom City. Of course, if you know any friends who are interested in this sword, you can also help this little brother pass on the message. The next Phantom City, this little brother will definitely come again! "
Everyone suddenly understood. This young man didn't really intend to exchange it this time. He just wanted to show everyone the item in his hand so that they can go back and prepare. His other purpose was to borrow these people's mouths to spread the news. It has to be said that his Nine Snake Golden Flame Sword was really a good item. Even a third layer spirit formation disciple would be interested in it.
It could even be said that this kind of mid-grade magical instrument could only be operated by an inner disciple who had broken through the fourth layer of spirit formation.
"Very good. Junior brother, don't worry. I really didn't prepare well this time. I didn't expect such a good thing to appear in this noob level Phantom City. However, I really like this sword. When I go back, I will definitely prepare it properly. You can keep this sword for me!" The one who spoke was the big rat spirit. His mung bean like eyes shone brightly, revealing an undisguised greed.
He was originally a guard of the magical instrument pavilion, so he naturally knew what was good and what was bad. This proved that this sword was indeed extraordinary.
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