Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 2387 Grandma Gu

"Who is this?"

After the young man and Mo Yan left, Qin Sang asked Chi Lian.

He basically knew all the overlords around Tianyunpu, and the young man's cultivation was only in the middle stage of Lianxu.

"Gu Lao's son," Chi Lian said in a bad tone.

"Grandma Gu?"

Chi Lian nodded and said, "Gu Lao and Miasma Lord call each other brother and sister, but it is not clear whether they are related."

"It's the nephew of Lord Miasma? So that's it..." Qin Sang suddenly realized, "What's this guy's intention behind his smile?"

"I don't know, this guy is full of nonsense. However, it is said that Gu Lao has been in seclusion for many years, and her son almost never shows up. Now he suddenly appears, Gu Lao may have come out..."

Chi Lian's tone was heavy.

She and Gu Mei are openly opposed to each other. Now Gu Mei has joined the Lord of Malaria and Plague. The stronger the Lord of Malaria and Plague is, the greater the pressure she will face.

That was just a small incident. They continued on their way and soon arrived at a red attic.

This attic was actually hollowed out and carved out of a huge piece of agate, and it was the "Hongnao Pavilion".

Chi Lian walked forward and gently knocked on the doorknob. The door opened automatically and the light of red agate shone through the room.

The monsters followed Chi Lian into the room, which was bright and clean. There was a long table in front of the window with a potted plant in the middle and several chairs carved from red agate in front of it.

The room was empty.

All the monsters looked at the potted plants on the long table.

There is only a two-foot-tall banyan tree in the pot. Its slender trunk looks like a newly sprouted branch, while its branches and leaves are extremely lush, like a green umbrella.

As they watched, the branches and leaves of the small tree suddenly began to twist and change, and an old man's face appeared.

"Lord of Tianyunpu, Fellow Daoist Yinhuan, you are finally here," the old man spoke, his voice old and heavy.

Yinhuan is the Buddhist name that Chilian is currently using.

Chi Lian bowed slightly, "Brother Banyan is indeed very powerful. He was able to plant his roots in the Water Dragon Palace and spread out here."

"Ha ha……"

The banyan tree's laughter made the Red Nao Pavilion buzz. "The White Dragon King is so generous that he allowed one of my clones to come in... How do you plan to trade, fellow Taoist?"

Chi Lian turned around and looked behind him, "This is the Banyan Tree King. I'm sure you have all heard of him. I don't need to introduce him."

The demons nodded one after another.

Liandu Lake is full of strong people, but not everyone wants to dominate. There are many outliers, such as the Banyan King. It is said that the roots of the Banyan King are everywhere in Liandu Lake, but no one knows where its original body is.

The Banyan King likes to make deals with other demon kings, and he will select his trading partners. Only overlords like the White Dragon King, or those who have enough prestige in a certain area, can be recognized by the Banyan King and be awarded a Banyan Order.

On the other hand, the banyan tree order is also a symbol of one’s status.

Chi Lian apparently obtained a banyan tree order, which means that the Banyan Tree King has recognized her and Tianyunpu's status.

"This opportunity cannot be missed. If you need anything, feel free to ask Banyan King. But you must prepare the reward first..."

Chi Lian stepped aside. This was a sweet treat she gave to all the monsters.

The monsters took turns to come forward and talk with the Banyan Tree King, and in the end most of them showed joy on their faces, as they got what they wanted.

Qin Sang was the last in line. When it was his turn, he walked to the table and faced the banyan tree king. He felt that the eyes formed by the branches and leaves were like real eyes. These were a pair of wise eyes, as if they saw through the changes of time and the flow of the world.

"What do you want to trade, fellow Daoist?" The voice of the Banyan Tree King sounded in Qin Sang's ears.

Qin Sang pondered and said, "Can I get a map of Liandu Lake?"

"No."

The Banyan King flatly refused without explaining why.

Qin Sang was disappointed. "If I want to travel to the southern border, can you show me a way?"

The Banyan King replied: "The road ahead is unpredictable, so it is better to stay calm."

"Forget it, fellow Taoist, please find me some elixirs that can be used to condense the Dharma image. These are the rewards," Qin Sang handed some treasures to the Banyan Tree King, all of which he collected in Liandu Lake.

Although modern demon cultivators do not practice ancient demon magic, they still need to condense their Dharma images first and then integrate them into their physical bodies. Therefore, this type of elixir is universal.

Of course, Qin Sang couldn't rely on just a few magical medicines to practice. He could only do it according to the circumstances. His hope still rested on Mo Yan.

"The elixir will be delivered to Tianyunpu soon."

The crown of the tree opened and closed, swallowing the treasure, and then the branches stretched out, the face of the Banyan King disappeared, and it turned back into a tree body.

It was time to close the door and refuse visitors. The monsters tactfully retreated and after leaving Hongnao Pavilion, they hurriedly thanked Chi Lian, which showed that they had gained a lot.

"Where are you planning to go next, fellow Daoist?" Chi Lian asked Qin Sang.

"Let's take a look around the Water Dragon Palace first," Qin Sang looked around.

"I have an appointment with a few fellow Taoists, so I won't accompany you. Be careful when you are outing. If anyone dares to cause trouble, call the sailors of Dragon Palace. I think they dare not act rashly in the Water Dragon Palace," Chi Lian gave some instructions and went ahead.

Finally, Qin Sang wandered alone in the Water Dragon Palace. Until the next morning, he quietly came to the place Mo Yan mentioned.

"Daoist Qingfeng?"

"it's me."

Qin Sang revealed his identity.

The gate slowly opened, Qin Sang walked in, and saw an elegant courtyard. The exotic flowers and plants under the water had their own unique charm, and the scenery was in no way inferior to that on the ground.

"Please come in quickly!"

Mo Yan had already prepared the spiritual tea. Both parties revealed their true faces and sat opposite each other.

After pouring a cup of tea for Qin Sang, Mo Yan kindly reminded him, "Grandma Gu has come out of seclusion. That old witch is moody and has a close relationship with the Lord of Miasma and Plague. You and fellow Taoist Chi Lian must be careful."

It seems that Mo Yan has already found out their current identities and knows that Tianyunpu and the Lord of Miasma are in opposition.

"Thank you for the reminder," Qin Sang asked curiously, "When did you join Gu Lao's army?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Yan denied it and said, "No! I deliberately approached that young master to seek a token of the trade fair."

Qin Sang immediately understood.

As more and more masters gather in the Water Dragon Palace, there will be various trade fairs, but these are temporary and will not be too large. Mo Yan needs to be close to Gu Lao's son to be qualified, which shows that the trade fair is definitely not comparable to these.

Mo Yan put down the jade cup in his hand and took out two round copper coins with square holes from his arms.

"This trade fair has been held many times, but it is very secretive and unknown to the outside world. Only those who hold this kind of token can participate in the fair, and the tokens issued each time are very few. I was lucky this time and got two, which is just right to give one to you," Mo Yan paused and revealed his true intention, "This time, there may be some interesting things, please help me take a look."

"Interesting stuff? Could it be..."

Qin Sang immediately thought of Xing Ling.

If there is anything that Mo Yan needs to identify himself, it must be a treasure related to ancient magic!

Mo Yan nodded slightly and pushed one of the copper coins towards Qin Sang. "Take advantage of the opportunity of the White Dragon King inviting heroes. The venue of this trade fair is in this lake. When the time comes, the copper coin will guide you there..."

Qin Sang then did not stay for too long and left quietly, returning to his own house and staying in seclusion.

Chi Lian handled all matters in an orderly manner, without Qin Sang's intervention. Qin Sang still didn't know what Chi Lian and the White Dragon King talked about, and he had no interest in knowing. That evening, Qin Sang suddenly heard a crisp sound from his sleeve. He took out the copper coin and saw that it was shining with golden light. The golden light turned into a pair of golden wings, and it was about to fly away with the copper coin.

Qin Sang had been waiting for a long time. He immediately stood up, left the Water Dragon Palace, came to a secluded place, held the coin, and sensed it carefully.

After a moment, Qin Sang confirmed the direction, put on a huge cloak, and walked through the dark bottom of the lake.

Qin Sang walked farther and farther away, and the Water Dragon Palace was almost out of sight. Finally, the surroundings fell into complete darkness, with only swaying water plants and the occasional strange fish swimming by.

There were also Dragon Palace sailors patrolling in the dark, but it was impossible for them to detect Qin Sang's whereabouts.

After running for a while, the copper coin in Qin Sang's hand trembled and then became silent. Qin Sang saw a river clam half buried in the lake sand in front of him. Judging from the exposed part, its main body was probably as big as a hut.

At this time, a crack appeared in the clam shell, and a slender woman floated out. She was a clam girl.

The clam girl said timidly, "Please give me the token, senior."

Qin Sang handed over the copper coin. The clam girl checked it and invited Qin Sang to enter the clam shell.

The clam shell was actually connected to a vortex at the bottom of the lake. Qin Sang followed the clam girl into the vortex and felt a suction force coming. When he got rid of the suction, he found himself falling into a mud palace.

"Senior, please come in..."

The clam girl didn't dare to move forward anymore. She pointed with her white hand and let Qin Sang go by himself.

Qin Sang pushed open a stone door and suddenly felt a beam of gazes staring at him.

This is a round palace with seven or eight people sitting sparsely in it. There are also some empty seats, obviously not all the people have arrived yet.

Qin Sang paused slightly, glanced around, sat down in the nearest empty seat, and closed his eyes to rest.

Some of the other participants withdrew their gazes, while others were still sizing him up secretly.

Afterwards, more demon cultivators arrived one after another. After about an incense stick of time, the empty seats were basically full. Qin Sang opened his eyes and quickly found Mo Yan, who was not far from him.

At this time, a demon cultivator in a black robe stood up, attracting the attention of all the demons.

He walked onto the stage and laughed in a deep voice, "It's my turn to host this trade fair. Some of you are invited here for the first time, but that's okay. You don't need to know my identity. It's enough for you to return with a full load."

When the old man in black robe started talking, Mo Yan transmitted his voice, "The trade fair is hosted by three people in turn, and they are called the Three Elders. Their identities have always been a mystery. With them in charge, there has never been any trouble. The strength of the Three Elders is beyond doubt..."

At this time, the old man in black robes finished his usual speech and pointed to the person on his left. "My fellow Taoist, let's start with you and take turns to show off treasures. As for other rules, there is no need for me to say more. Let's begin..."

After saying that, the old man in black robe sat back. The demon cultivator he pointed at stood up. He was wearing a ghost mask so his face could not be seen. He took out a jade box from his sleeve.

"One cold pill. I have no special requirements. Please make an offer."

The monster opened the jade box and mist floated out. In the mist there was an icy pill. The mist was the cold air emitted by the pill.

"This is……"

The demon pill caused a sensation.

Suddenly, a demon cultivator in white clothes stood up and shouted angrily: "Daoyou Luoshui has been missing for many years, where did you get the cold pill from!"

This demon cultivator seemed to recognize the owner of the Handan.

Unexpectedly, they encountered a good show at the very beginning. The monsters looked back and forth at the two monsters, as if they were watching the fun.

The ghost-faced demon cultivator had not expected to meet an old friend of his victim, so he did not panic. He snorted angrily and looked at the three elders: "Do we need to disclose the origin of the treasure when trading here?"

"No need."

The old man in black robes stared at the demon cultivator in white and said coldly, "Fellow Daoist, please stand up. Do you want to make an offer?"

"I……"

The white-clothed demon cultivator was speechless for a moment. In the end, he did not dare to offend the three elders, so he could only sit back angrily.

The value of the cold pill was enormous, which triggered a bidding frenzy. The white-clothed demon cultivator participated in the bidding several times, but was ultimately outclassed by his opponent's wealth and could only watch the cold pill fall into the hands of others.

The tense atmosphere eased greatly, and as each demon cultivator showed off their treasures or needs, it gradually became more heated.

Qin Sang has been watching and rarely participated.

Most of the demon cultivators present were not as powerful as him, and there were very few treasures that he could take a fancy to.

Finally it was Qin Sang's turn, and all the monsters' eyes focused on him.

Qin Sang stood up, took out an item that he had prepared long ago, placed it in his palm, and said only one sentence, "Please make an offer."

In his palm was a silver ring the size of a ring, but it was incomplete and had a piece missing.

He brought this thing out from Qingyangzhi and discovered it in the Storm Realm. He didn't know the details of this thing, but he could sense that it exuded a demonic aura, which showed that it must be a treasure of the demon clan.

Qin Sang has several similar things in his hands, but he doesn't know where they came from, so he only takes out this one for now.

"What is this?"

Looking at the silver ring, all the monsters fell silent and looked at each other. One monster cultivator couldn't help but ask a question. It was obvious that they couldn't see through the details of this thing either.

This thing looks like a damaged piece of junk, but no one can be sure. In such an occasion, how can it be treated lightly?

"The treasure belongs to those who are destined to possess it. If you don't know it, you have no chance to possess it."

Qin Sang said in an unfathomable way.

For a moment, no one dared to question it, but no demon cultivator made an offer. Qin Sang waited for a while, sighed softly, and was about to put it away when he heard a demon cultivator buzzing, "I want this treasure. What do you want to exchange it for?"

In the corner, a masked demon cultivator suddenly stood up. His body was as strong as an iron tower, his head almost touched the dome, and his voice was like thunder.

As he spoke, the sturdy man took a step forward, swung his arm, and the hall was suddenly filled with precious light.

Qin Sang noticed the eager look in the sturdy man's eyes, and his heart moved, "Could he really recognize me?"

"Do you recognize this thing?" Qin Sang asked this question, which immediately attracted a few curses.

The sturdy man laughed, "I knew you didn't recognize it! Of course I recognize it, and I'm the only one here who can recognize it. If you sell it to me, I'll tell you what it is! It doesn't hurt to reveal some of it, this thing only works on certain bloodlines, and it's useless for you to keep it."

Qin Sang and Zhuque had already looked at this treasure over and over dozens of times, and their conclusion was similar to what the strong man said, that special blood was needed to activate the remaining power of this treasure.

"Are you afraid that I will regret it? Since I have taken it out, I must sell it..."

Qin Sang looked at the red light in front of the strong man and asked, "How many of these fruits do you have?" (End of this chapter)