Chapter 1553
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The sloppy old man looked very uncomfortable, and said helplessly: "I can only say, I really don't know the reason for this."
Su Yi stared at the sloppy old man and said, "I'm asking, who asked you to inquire about this."
The sloppy old man was silent for a while, and sighed, "It's Emperor Xingyu!"
"It was her."
Su Yi whispered, a figure of a woman with long blood-like hair appeared in his mind, standing in the starry sky, ten thousand stars arched, cold and arrogant, arrogant like a god!
Qing Wei, who had been sitting silently on one side, was also surprised.
Emperor Xinglin!
Immortal world Beiminghai, one of the three great demon emperors!
Su Yi remembered something.
When he was wandering in the Era of Demons, he met an immortal named Mu Jing. This person was from the Qingsangmu clan.
And one of the ancestors of the Qingsangmu clan named "Wood Pilgrimage" once followed Wang Ye to serve.
Mu Jing is the descendant of Mu pilgrimage!
It was also at that time that Su Yi learned that at the beginning, Mu Jing was ordered by 'Emperor Xinglu' to infiltrate the Blood Firmament camp to serve.
The reason is very simple. After Wang Ye was attacked by a group of peerless enemies, it caused the whole world to shake. Everyone believed that the "Eternal Night Emperor" who had dominated an era had already fallen.
But Emperor Xingqing didn't think so.
She has planned for many years, secretly contacted many immortal forces, and arranged a group of strong people to sneak into the camps where the peerless enemies are located.
Among them, Mu Jing, from the Qingsangmu clan, was sent to serve in the blood scorpion's camp!
"She really has a heart, and she will ask you, an old bastard, to inquire about this."
Su Yi sighed with emotion.
The sloppy old man took a bite of the meat and bones, his cheeks swelled, and said vaguely: "This is all a long time ago. Since the Xianyun era, I have never seen that woman who kills without blinking."
After a pause, he sighed: "This is called the passage of time, things are different, flowers are similar every year, and people are different every year!"
Su Yi silently took a sip of wine and said, "Then let's not talk about the past, let me ask you, why did Xue Xiaozi and those old guys who are standing on the top of the immortal way shrink back, and what disasters are they avoiding? ?"
Qi Fufeng once mentioned that the old antiques above the Immortal King Realm have all hidden their traces from the world, and they are suspected of avoiding disaster!
The sloppy old man didn't seem to dare to talk about it. He dipped his fingertips in the wine and wrote two words on the table:
"God disaster!"
Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "It has something to do with the gods?"
The sloppy old man nodded and said: "These things are just some signs, but no one dares to care about the characters who stand on the top of the immortal way, because..."
Speaking of this, he lowered his voice and said a shocking secret, "Thirty-nine thousand years ago, the 'old monk Qingqu' of Lianhua Temple in Xiangzhou suffered a forbidden catastrophe and lost his whole body overnight. Cultivation, his body is rotten, and his soul is broken."
"Before he died, he only left a sentence 'If you can't survive the five declines of heaven and man, don't talk about King Kong not bad'!"
Su Yi was stunned.
The old monk Qingqu is also known as "Fatian Buddha"!
A long time ago, he was a mythical figure who set foot on the top of Immortal Dao.
Who would have thought that such a myth would wither away under a strange catastrophe!
"The so-called divine disaster is related to the calamity of the five declines of heaven and man?"
Su Yi was thoughtful.
The sloppy old man sighed: "I don't know, I only know that the old guys who survived the Immortal Fallen Era all hid one by one, lest they follow in the footsteps of the old monk Qingqu."
Next, Su Yi asked many more questions.
But this sloppy old man was extremely slick and vague, and he was forced to shut up without saying anything.
Su Yi was helpless.
He also knew that if he could really say it, the old bastard would never hide it.
If you can't say it, even if you kill this old bastard, you can't even ask a word.
"The last question, what is the sacred place of the Chilong Daojun who is sitting in the Black Dragon Market now?"
Su Yi asked.
The sloppy old man was stunned, his eyes suddenly became weird, he smiled and said: "I promised not to reveal his origin, but if you see it, you will be able to see its origin at a glance."
As he spoke, he wiped the grease stains from his mouth with his sleeve, and said, "I have broken my precept many times today and said too many things that I shouldn't say, so I have to leave."
Su Yi said, "Where are you going?"
The sloppy old man said without hesitation, "As long as I don't run into you, I can go anywhere in the world."
Su Yi: "..."
He stroked his chin and said, "Have you seen something from me?"
The sloppy old man shook his head like a rattle, "Don't you know? In this world, I can fortune-telling and fortune-telling for anyone, but I dare not do this to you!"
There was a hint of resentment in his voice.
Su Yi laughed and said, "Forget it, I'm not forcing you either."
The sloppy old man stood up and walked away.
Su Yi did not stop.
But the sloppy old man walked halfway, but hesitated for a while, then turned his head and said, "I'm very happy to see your killer still alive!"
The voice was still echoing, and he slid away and disappeared.
Su Yi laughed.
This old bastard is still the same as before!
"Master, is that old fortune teller a remarkable existence?"
Qingwei couldn't help but said.
Su Yi shook his head slightly and said, "No, that's a cunning old bastard. He is most afraid of three things by his life. First, he is afraid of trouble, second, he is afraid of doom, and third, he is afraid of early death.
"The only thing worthy of praise is that in the divination, there is no one who can compare with it in the immortal world."
Su Yi's eyes flashed with reminiscence, "A long time ago, many old guys came to him for fortune-telling, originally thinking that they could use his divination techniques to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and change their luck, but they were all killed by him... …”
Qingwei was stunned, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Su Yi also smiled and said, "That's why he is called the 'Lord of Bad News', and what's more, he is called the God of Plague."
Qingwei couldn't help being curious and said, "Young Master, why doesn't he dare to tell your fortune?"
Su Yi said: "He counted it once, but when he was divination, he suffered a backlash and almost killed him. Since then, he has regarded me as doomed, lest it have any connection with me, as long as he sees , must hide as far as possible.”
Qingwei understood.
Tell someone's fortune and ask for money.
Fortune-telling for the emperor...that's really terrible!
Su Yi and Qingwei left without food and drink, and not long after, they came to a shop called "Buqilou" in Heilong Market.
Su Yi planned to sell all the unused treasures on his body.
After expressing her intention, Qingwei waited outside, while Su Yi was led into a forbidden room by the waiter.
In the secret room, an old man with a goatee was sitting lazily.
He is a treasure appraiser of Buqilou, and after seeing Su Yi, he said directly: "I heard that your Excellency is going to send a batch of good goods, and the number is very large, then take it out and let the old man take a look at it, the price is easy to say. !"
Su Yi waved his sleeve robe.
Whoa!
A pile of treasures like a mountain emerged, and Yingdu was full of brilliance.
Most of these are all kinds of immortal treasures, which are the spoils of war that Su Yi has harvested along the way from the place where he ascended from Bailu Mountain.
Although it is precious, it is of no use to Su Yi's cultivation.
The goatee old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sat up straight and stepped forward to screen them one by one.
Su Yi sat on the side in a relaxed manner and waited patiently.
After a long time, the old man with the goatee had finished the inventory, stabilized his mind, sat back in the chair, and said, "Forgive the old man to say bluntly, although there are many treasures in this batch, there are not many treasures, and naturally they can't sell for a good price."
Su Yi laughed, "There's no need to lower the price, and I don't like to bargain. I'll give you a number and take out 10,000 pieces of high-grade immortal jade. These treasures are yours."
A piece of high-grade immortal jade is worth a hundred immortal stones.
Ten thousand is a million immortal stones!
Such an offer made the goatee old man's eyelids jump and snorted coldly: "I'm afraid you don't know the market conditions of the Black Dragon Market, let alone most of your treasures can't see the light. Since you want to make a move, you can only get it 60% of the rising price..."
He wanted to continue talking, but Su Yi had already interrupted: "If you feel a loss, forget it."
After saying that, he stood up, put away the treasures all over the ground, and turned away.
That's called a neat and tidy.
But the old man with the goatee couldn't sit still and said, "Hold on, Your Excellency!"
Su Yi paused and said, "No need to talk nonsense, you only need to express your position and accept the conditions I offered."
The old man with the goatee looked cloudy for a while, and finally choked out a word: "Yes!"
Only then did Su Yi turn around and say with a smile: "Don't pretend to be suffering a big loss. The conditions I quoted are enough for you to make a lot of money."
The old man with the goatee was stunned, then laughed and said with emotion: "I can see that your Excellency is a knowledgeable person, but it is strange that I have never seen your Excellency in the Black Dragon Market before."
Su Yi said indifferently: "Why, do you still want to share my details?"
The old man with the goatee said with interest: "Your Excellency, wait a moment."
Saying that, he stood up and left the secret room.
Not long after, he retrieved a treasure and handed it to Su Yi, "Ten thousand pieces of high-grade immortal jade, please take a look at it."
Su Yi checked it at random, nodded, and handed those treasures to the old man with the goatee.
He stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, and immediately took out five hundred pieces of immortal jade and put it on the table.
"This is the hush money. If the news is leaked, the consequences will be at your own risk."
Su Yi took a deep look at the old man with the goatee and turned away.
The old man with the goatee looked cloudy for a while.
He realized that what he encountered this time was not only a knowledgeable character, but also a stubborn who was obviously familiar with the unspoken rules of the Black Dragon Market.
For example, this "hush fee", even the regular customers who often enter the Black Dragon Market are not aware of it!
Someone sells the stolen goods, and someone can deduce many secrets from the stolen goods.
And these secrets can often be sold for a very attractive price!
This is the unspoken rule.
Most people don't even know.
Especially this time!
The goatee old man knows very well that if he sells the news of this batch of stolen goods to Taiqing Sect and Yunji Immortal Mansion through hidden channels, he will definitely be able to exchange for a fortune!
Because of this, the goatee old man fell into a deep tangle.
Sell,
Still not selling?
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The sloppy old man looked very uncomfortable, and said helplessly: "I can only say, I really don't know the reason for this."
Su Yi stared at the sloppy old man and said, "I'm asking, who asked you to inquire about this."
The sloppy old man was silent for a while, and sighed, "It's Emperor Xingyu!"
"It was her."
Su Yi whispered, a figure of a woman with long blood-like hair appeared in his mind, standing in the starry sky, ten thousand stars arched, cold and arrogant, arrogant like a god!
Qing Wei, who had been sitting silently on one side, was also surprised.
Emperor Xinglin!
Immortal world Beiminghai, one of the three great demon emperors!
Su Yi remembered something.
When he was wandering in the Era of Demons, he met an immortal named Mu Jing. This person was from the Qingsangmu clan.
And one of the ancestors of the Qingsangmu clan named "Wood Pilgrimage" once followed Wang Ye to serve.
Mu Jing is the descendant of Mu pilgrimage!
It was also at that time that Su Yi learned that at the beginning, Mu Jing was ordered by 'Emperor Xinglu' to infiltrate the Blood Firmament camp to serve.
The reason is very simple. After Wang Ye was attacked by a group of peerless enemies, it caused the whole world to shake. Everyone believed that the "Eternal Night Emperor" who had dominated an era had already fallen.
But Emperor Xingqing didn't think so.
She has planned for many years, secretly contacted many immortal forces, and arranged a group of strong people to sneak into the camps where the peerless enemies are located.
Among them, Mu Jing, from the Qingsangmu clan, was sent to serve in the blood scorpion's camp!
"She really has a heart, and she will ask you, an old bastard, to inquire about this."
Su Yi sighed with emotion.
The sloppy old man took a bite of the meat and bones, his cheeks swelled, and said vaguely: "This is all a long time ago. Since the Xianyun era, I have never seen that woman who kills without blinking."
After a pause, he sighed: "This is called the passage of time, things are different, flowers are similar every year, and people are different every year!"
Su Yi silently took a sip of wine and said, "Then let's not talk about the past, let me ask you, why did Xue Xiaozi and those old guys who are standing on the top of the immortal way shrink back, and what disasters are they avoiding? ?"
Qi Fufeng once mentioned that the old antiques above the Immortal King Realm have all hidden their traces from the world, and they are suspected of avoiding disaster!
The sloppy old man didn't seem to dare to talk about it. He dipped his fingertips in the wine and wrote two words on the table:
"God disaster!"
Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "It has something to do with the gods?"
The sloppy old man nodded and said: "These things are just some signs, but no one dares to care about the characters who stand on the top of the immortal way, because..."
Speaking of this, he lowered his voice and said a shocking secret, "Thirty-nine thousand years ago, the 'old monk Qingqu' of Lianhua Temple in Xiangzhou suffered a forbidden catastrophe and lost his whole body overnight. Cultivation, his body is rotten, and his soul is broken."
"Before he died, he only left a sentence 'If you can't survive the five declines of heaven and man, don't talk about King Kong not bad'!"
Su Yi was stunned.
The old monk Qingqu is also known as "Fatian Buddha"!
A long time ago, he was a mythical figure who set foot on the top of Immortal Dao.
Who would have thought that such a myth would wither away under a strange catastrophe!
"The so-called divine disaster is related to the calamity of the five declines of heaven and man?"
Su Yi was thoughtful.
The sloppy old man sighed: "I don't know, I only know that the old guys who survived the Immortal Fallen Era all hid one by one, lest they follow in the footsteps of the old monk Qingqu."
Next, Su Yi asked many more questions.
But this sloppy old man was extremely slick and vague, and he was forced to shut up without saying anything.
Su Yi was helpless.
He also knew that if he could really say it, the old bastard would never hide it.
If you can't say it, even if you kill this old bastard, you can't even ask a word.
"The last question, what is the sacred place of the Chilong Daojun who is sitting in the Black Dragon Market now?"
Su Yi asked.
The sloppy old man was stunned, his eyes suddenly became weird, he smiled and said: "I promised not to reveal his origin, but if you see it, you will be able to see its origin at a glance."
As he spoke, he wiped the grease stains from his mouth with his sleeve, and said, "I have broken my precept many times today and said too many things that I shouldn't say, so I have to leave."
Su Yi said, "Where are you going?"
The sloppy old man said without hesitation, "As long as I don't run into you, I can go anywhere in the world."
Su Yi: "..."
He stroked his chin and said, "Have you seen something from me?"
The sloppy old man shook his head like a rattle, "Don't you know? In this world, I can fortune-telling and fortune-telling for anyone, but I dare not do this to you!"
There was a hint of resentment in his voice.
Su Yi laughed and said, "Forget it, I'm not forcing you either."
The sloppy old man stood up and walked away.
Su Yi did not stop.
But the sloppy old man walked halfway, but hesitated for a while, then turned his head and said, "I'm very happy to see your killer still alive!"
The voice was still echoing, and he slid away and disappeared.
Su Yi laughed.
This old bastard is still the same as before!
"Master, is that old fortune teller a remarkable existence?"
Qingwei couldn't help but said.
Su Yi shook his head slightly and said, "No, that's a cunning old bastard. He is most afraid of three things by his life. First, he is afraid of trouble, second, he is afraid of doom, and third, he is afraid of early death.
"The only thing worthy of praise is that in the divination, there is no one who can compare with it in the immortal world."
Su Yi's eyes flashed with reminiscence, "A long time ago, many old guys came to him for fortune-telling, originally thinking that they could use his divination techniques to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and change their luck, but they were all killed by him... …”
Qingwei was stunned, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Su Yi also smiled and said, "That's why he is called the 'Lord of Bad News', and what's more, he is called the God of Plague."
Qingwei couldn't help being curious and said, "Young Master, why doesn't he dare to tell your fortune?"
Su Yi said: "He counted it once, but when he was divination, he suffered a backlash and almost killed him. Since then, he has regarded me as doomed, lest it have any connection with me, as long as he sees , must hide as far as possible.”
Qingwei understood.
Tell someone's fortune and ask for money.
Fortune-telling for the emperor...that's really terrible!
Su Yi and Qingwei left without food and drink, and not long after, they came to a shop called "Buqilou" in Heilong Market.
Su Yi planned to sell all the unused treasures on his body.
After expressing her intention, Qingwei waited outside, while Su Yi was led into a forbidden room by the waiter.
In the secret room, an old man with a goatee was sitting lazily.
He is a treasure appraiser of Buqilou, and after seeing Su Yi, he said directly: "I heard that your Excellency is going to send a batch of good goods, and the number is very large, then take it out and let the old man take a look at it, the price is easy to say. !"
Su Yi waved his sleeve robe.
Whoa!
A pile of treasures like a mountain emerged, and Yingdu was full of brilliance.
Most of these are all kinds of immortal treasures, which are the spoils of war that Su Yi has harvested along the way from the place where he ascended from Bailu Mountain.
Although it is precious, it is of no use to Su Yi's cultivation.
The goatee old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sat up straight and stepped forward to screen them one by one.
Su Yi sat on the side in a relaxed manner and waited patiently.
After a long time, the old man with the goatee had finished the inventory, stabilized his mind, sat back in the chair, and said, "Forgive the old man to say bluntly, although there are many treasures in this batch, there are not many treasures, and naturally they can't sell for a good price."
Su Yi laughed, "There's no need to lower the price, and I don't like to bargain. I'll give you a number and take out 10,000 pieces of high-grade immortal jade. These treasures are yours."
A piece of high-grade immortal jade is worth a hundred immortal stones.
Ten thousand is a million immortal stones!
Such an offer made the goatee old man's eyelids jump and snorted coldly: "I'm afraid you don't know the market conditions of the Black Dragon Market, let alone most of your treasures can't see the light. Since you want to make a move, you can only get it 60% of the rising price..."
He wanted to continue talking, but Su Yi had already interrupted: "If you feel a loss, forget it."
After saying that, he stood up, put away the treasures all over the ground, and turned away.
That's called a neat and tidy.
But the old man with the goatee couldn't sit still and said, "Hold on, Your Excellency!"
Su Yi paused and said, "No need to talk nonsense, you only need to express your position and accept the conditions I offered."
The old man with the goatee looked cloudy for a while, and finally choked out a word: "Yes!"
Only then did Su Yi turn around and say with a smile: "Don't pretend to be suffering a big loss. The conditions I quoted are enough for you to make a lot of money."
The old man with the goatee was stunned, then laughed and said with emotion: "I can see that your Excellency is a knowledgeable person, but it is strange that I have never seen your Excellency in the Black Dragon Market before."
Su Yi said indifferently: "Why, do you still want to share my details?"
The old man with the goatee said with interest: "Your Excellency, wait a moment."
Saying that, he stood up and left the secret room.
Not long after, he retrieved a treasure and handed it to Su Yi, "Ten thousand pieces of high-grade immortal jade, please take a look at it."
Su Yi checked it at random, nodded, and handed those treasures to the old man with the goatee.
He stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, and immediately took out five hundred pieces of immortal jade and put it on the table.
"This is the hush money. If the news is leaked, the consequences will be at your own risk."
Su Yi took a deep look at the old man with the goatee and turned away.
The old man with the goatee looked cloudy for a while.
He realized that what he encountered this time was not only a knowledgeable character, but also a stubborn who was obviously familiar with the unspoken rules of the Black Dragon Market.
For example, this "hush fee", even the regular customers who often enter the Black Dragon Market are not aware of it!
Someone sells the stolen goods, and someone can deduce many secrets from the stolen goods.
And these secrets can often be sold for a very attractive price!
This is the unspoken rule.
Most people don't even know.
Especially this time!
The goatee old man knows very well that if he sells the news of this batch of stolen goods to Taiqing Sect and Yunji Immortal Mansion through hidden channels, he will definitely be able to exchange for a fortune!
Because of this, the goatee old man fell into a deep tangle.
Sell,
Still not selling?
The sloppy old man looked very uncomfortable, and said helplessly: "I can only say, I really don't know the reason for this." Su Yi stared at the sloppy old man and said, "I'm asking, who asked you to inquire about this." The sloppy old man was silent for a while, and sighed, "It's Emperor Xingyu!" "It was her." Su Yi whispered, a figure of a woman with long blood-like hair appeared in his mind, standing in the starry sky, ten thousand stars arched, cold and arrogant, arrogant like a god! Qing Wei, who had been sitting silently on one side, was also surprised. Emperor Xinglin! Immortal world Beiminghai, one of the three great demon emperors! Su Yi remembered something. When he was wandering in the Era of Demons, he met an immortal named Mu Jing. This person was from the Qingsangmu clan. And one of the ancestors of the Qingsangmu clan named "Wood Pilgrimage" once followed Wang Ye to serve. Mu Jing is the descendant of Mu pilgrimage! It was also at that time that Su Yi learned that at the beginning, Mu Jing was ordered by 'Emperor Xinglu' to infiltrate the Blood Firmament camp to serve. The reason is very simple. After Wang Ye was attacked by a group of peerless enemies, it caused the whole world to shake. Everyone believed that the "Eternal Night Emperor" who had dominated an era had already fallen. But Emperor Xingqing didn't think so. She has planned for many years, secretly contacted many immortal forces, and arranged a group of strong people to sneak into the camps where the peerless enemies are located. Among them, Mu Jing, from the Qingsangmu clan, was sent to serve in the blood scorpion's camp! "She really has a heart, and she will ask you, an old bastard, to inquire about this." Su Yi sighed with emotion. The sloppy old man took a bite of the meat and bones, his cheeks swelled, and said vaguely: "This is all a long time ago. Since the Xianyun era, I have never seen that woman who kills without blinking." After a pause, he sighed: "This is called the passage of time, things are different, flowers are similar every year, and people are different every year!" Su Yi silently took a sip of wine and said, "Then let's not talk about the past, let me ask you, why did Xue Xiaozi and those old guys who are standing on the top of the immortal way shrink back, and what disasters are they avoiding? ?" Qi Fufeng once mentioned that the old antiques above the Immortal King Realm have all hidden their traces from the world, and they are suspected of avoiding disaster! The sloppy old man didn't seem to dare to talk about it. He dipped his fingertips in the wine and wrote two words on the table: "God disaster!" Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "It has something to do with the gods?" The sloppy old man nodded and said: "These things are just some signs, but no one dares to care about the characters who stand on the top of the immortal way, because..." Speaking of this, he lowered his voice and said a shocking secret, "Thirty-nine thousand years ago, the 'old monk Qingqu' of Lianhua Temple in Xiangzhou suffered a forbidden catastrophe and lost his whole body overnight. Cultivation, his body is rotten, and his soul is broken." "Before he died, he only left a sentence 'If you can't survive the five declines of heaven and man, don't talk about King Kong not bad'!" Su Yi was stunned. The old monk Qingqu is also known as "Fatian Buddha"! A long time ago, he was a mythical figure who set foot on the top of Immortal Dao. Who would have thought that such a myth would wither away under a strange catastrophe! "The so-called divine disaster is related to the calamity of the five declines of heaven and man?" Su Yi was thoughtful. The sloppy old man sighed: "I don't know, I only know that the old guys who survived the Immortal Fallen Era all hid one by one, lest they follow in the footsteps of the old monk Qingqu." Next, Su Yi asked many more questions. But this sloppy old man was extremely slick and vague, and he was forced to shut up without saying anything. Su Yi was helpless. He also knew that if he could really say it, the old bastard would never hide it. If you can't say it, even if you kill this old bastard, you can't even ask a word. "The last question, what is the sacred place of the Chilong Daojun who is sitting in the Black Dragon Market now?" Su Yi asked. The sloppy old man was stunned, his eyes suddenly became weird, he smiled and said: "I promised not to reveal his origin, but if you see it, you will be able to see its origin at a glance." As he spoke, he wiped the grease stains from his mouth with his sleeve, and said, "I have broken my precept many times today and said too many things that I shouldn't say, so I have to leave." Su Yi said, "Where are you going?" The sloppy old man said without hesitation, "As long as I don't run into you, I can go anywhere in the world." Su Yi: "..." He stroked his chin and said, "Have you seen something from me?" The sloppy old man shook his head like a rattle, "Don't you know? In this world, I can fortune-telling and fortune-telling for anyone, but I dare not do this to you!" There was a hint of resentment in his voice. Su Yi laughed and said, "Forget it, I'm not forcing you either." The sloppy old man stood up and walked away. Su Yi did not stop. But the sloppy old man walked halfway, but hesitated for a while, then turned his head and said, "I'm very happy to see your killer still alive!" The voice was still echoing, and he slid away and disappeared. Su Yi laughed. This old bastard is still the same as before! "Master, is that old fortune teller a remarkable existence?" Qingwei couldn't help but said. Su Yi shook his head slightly and said, "No, that's a cunning old bastard. He is most afraid of three things by his life. First, he is afraid of trouble, second, he is afraid of doom, and third, he is afraid of early death. "The only thing worthy of praise is that in the divination, there is no one who can compare with it in the immortal world." Su Yi's eyes flashed with reminiscence, "A long time ago, many old guys came to him for fortune-telling, originally thinking that they could use his divination techniques to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and change their luck, but they were all killed by him... Qingwei was stunned, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter. Su Yi also smiled and said, "That's why he is called the 'Lord of Bad News', and what's more, he is called the God of Plague." Qingwei couldn't help being curious and said, "Young Master, why doesn't he dare to tell your fortune?" Su Yi said: "He counted it once, but when he was divination, he suffered a backlash and almost killed him. Since then, he has regarded me as doomed, lest it have any connection with me, as long as he sees , must hide as far as possible. Qingwei understood. Tell someone's fortune and ask for money. Fortune-telling for the emperor...that's really terrible! Su Yi and Qingwei left without food and drink, and not long after, they came to a shop called "Buqilou" in Heilong Market. Su Yi planned to sell all the unused treasures on his body. After expressing her intention, Qingwei waited outside, while Su Yi was led into a forbidden room by the waiter. In the secret room, an old man with a goatee was sitting lazily. He is a treasure appraiser of Buqilou, and after seeing Su Yi, he said directly: "I heard that your Excellency is going to send a batch of good goods, and the number is very large, then take it out and let the old man take a look at it, the price is easy to say. !" Su Yi waved his sleeve robe. Whoa! A pile of treasures like a mountain emerged, and Yingdu was full of brilliance. Most of these are all kinds of immortal treasures, which are the spoils of war that Su Yi has harvested along the way from the place where he ascended from Bailu Mountain. Although it is precious, it is of no use to Su Yi's cultivation. The goatee old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sat up straight and stepped forward to screen them one by one. Su Yi sat on the side in a relaxed manner and waited patiently. After a long time, the old man with the goatee had finished the inventory, stabilized his mind, sat back in the chair, and said, "Forgive the old man to say bluntly, although there are many treasures in this batch, there are not many treasures, and naturally they can't sell for a good price." Su Yi laughed, "There's no need to lower the price, and I don't like to bargain. I'll give you a number and take out 10,000 pieces of high-grade immortal jade. These treasures are yours." A piece of high-grade immortal jade is worth a hundred immortal stones. Ten thousand is a million immortal stones! Such an offer made the goatee old man's eyelids jump and snorted coldly: "I'm afraid you don't know the market conditions of the Black Dragon Market, let alone most of your treasures can't see the light. Since you want to make a move, you can only get it 60% of the rising price..." He wanted to continue talking, but Su Yi had already interrupted: "If you feel a loss, forget it." After saying that, he stood up, put away the treasures all over the ground, and turned away. That's called a neat and tidy. But the old man with the goatee couldn't sit still and said, "Hold on, Your Excellency!" Su Yi paused and said, "No need to talk nonsense, you only need to express your position and accept the conditions I offered." The old man with the goatee looked cloudy for a while, and finally choked out a word: "Yes!" Only then did Su Yi turn around and say with a smile: "Don't pretend to be suffering a big loss. The conditions I quoted are enough for you to make a lot of money." The old man with the goatee was stunned, then laughed and said with emotion: "I can see that your Excellency is a knowledgeable person, but it is strange that I have never seen your Excellency in the Black Dragon Market before." Su Yi said indifferently: "Why, do you still want to share my details?" The old man with the goatee said with interest: "Your Excellency, wait a moment." Saying that, he stood up and left the secret room. Not long after, he retrieved a treasure and handed it to Su Yi, "Ten thousand pieces of high-grade immortal jade, please take a look at it." Su Yi checked it at random, nodded, and handed those treasures to the old man with the goatee. He stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, and immediately took out five hundred pieces of immortal jade and put it on the table. "This is the hush money. If the news is leaked, the consequences will be at your own risk." Su Yi took a deep look at the old man with the goatee and turned away. The old man with the goatee looked cloudy for a while. He realized that what he encountered this time was not only a knowledgeable character, but also a stubborn who was obviously familiar with the unspoken rules of the Black Dragon Market. For example, this "hush fee", even the regular customers who often enter the Black Dragon Market are not aware of it! Someone sells the stolen goods, and someone can deduce many secrets from the stolen goods. And these secrets can often be sold for a very attractive price! This is the unspoken rule. Most people don't even know. Especially this time! The goatee old man knows very well that if he sells the news of this batch of stolen goods to Taiqing Sect and Yunji Immortal Mansion through hidden channels, he will definitely be able to exchange for a fortune! Because of this, the goatee old man fell into a deep tangle. Sell, Still not selling?
