I can't be a demon.

Chapter 55: Buy for Free

"Not bad, very rewarding."

Shen Lian glanced through the three martial arts secrets books and then put them into the fruit core.

A volume of superior horizontal training.

It's called "Tiger Bone Iron Spine Kung Fu", which can barely be considered an internal martial art. It strengthens the spine through strength and is very rare in horizontal training.

With Shen Lian's current tough skin and special scales, it is actually enough to face ordinary monsters. It's just that he lacks organs and bones, which will be compensated little by little later.

The other two volumes are both superior stances, suitable for integration into the Yin-Yang Tai Chi stance.

[Green Blood Clearing Heart Posture], the cultivated Qingxin Jin is moderate and mild, and at the same time it can promote the regeneration of one's own blood and prolong life.

【Hunyuan Oneness Posture】, the Hunyuan Power is pure and restrained, and has miraculous effects in protecting the internal organs.

"It's a pity. If I could go to the third floor of the Ghost Market, I would definitely gain more. Maybe I could see some magical skills and secret manuals."

Shen Lian glanced at the bustling streets and saw that the severely corrupted money-ransom ghosts had already begun selling strange and bizarre food.

The food contained a strong resentment, causing the redemption ghosts to have their powers reduced sharply.

Clearly order is breaking down.

"The third-tier big demons are probably related to guinea pigs. After a thousand years, their resentment can cause the demons within range to become [gluttonous]."

Shen Lian went towards the tunnel and happened to pass by a stall selling medicinal herbs.

The ransom ghost lowered his head. Because he was too fat, his facial features were squeezed together, and he mumbled incoherently.

"I'm afraid the Jinwu Guards have already surrounded and suppressed the big demon on the third floor. I feel that the influence of gluttony is continuing to intensify. Is my timing so coincidental?"

Shen Lian didn't know this.

A nine-eared demon that looks like a mynah bird sneaked into the third floor of the ghost market quietly.

Shen Lian dripped the last drop of eye-clearing talisman water into his right eye. After observation, he found that although the resentment on the second floor of the Ghost Market was becoming more and more intense, the Ghost Market itself was not damaged at all and was extremely stable.

"If the great demon cannot shake the foundation of the ghost market, isn't this... a good opportunity?"

Come to think of it, since there are dozens of ghost markets all over the Tang Dynasty, how could the demons behind them only have existed for one or two thousand years?

Shen Lian couldn't stop smiling, and his expression was almost the same as the ransom ghost.

"How are the herbs sold?"

The money ransom ghost did not respond, and the turbid resentment continued to cause it to turn into a pig.

Shen Lian asked several times again, then reached out and picked up a three hundred year old herb. The ransom ghost began to twitch constantly, but still ignored him.

"Hiss, zero dollar purchase?"

Shen Lian hesitated for only half a breath, then grabbed the herbs and stuffed them into the fruit core.

Not until a dozen herbs were eaten up did the ransom ghost become irritable, but he was bound tightly by the chain around his neck.

Bang bang bang.

"Don't worry about it. Being too obsessed can shorten your life. Oh, you're already a ghost. That's fine. I'll go check out other businesses."

Shen Lian turned his head and glanced at the stall next door, where there was a jade bottle containing two large pills.

Pick up and use your wisdom.

[Huang Pu Dan identification completed, Nine Qi Di Yan experience +0.01%]

【Huang Pudan】

[Made by Fan Rong, it is a great medicine of inferior quality. After taking it, it replenishes Qi and blood, promotes healing of injuries, and slightly promotes the cultivation of internal strength. ]

No matter what Huang Pudan's origins are, it tastes the same once you eat it.

Shen Lian nodded to the stall owner and threw Huang Pudan into the fruit core, causing the money-ransom ghost to become furious and helpless, with resentment spewing out of his mouth and nose.

"Hey, eye-brightening talismans? I just ran out of eye-brightening talisman water. Do you mind taking seven or eight?"

"Two hundred years old red-skinned peanuts with medicinal properties? Bring half a pound of them for the starling, so that it won't always miss the fish fruit. Come on, take the three cents."

"Fine iron soft armor, well, I don't think I need it. It's okay, give it to the old man."

Shen Lian specifically targeted those small and expensive items for free purchase. Wherever he went, a large number of money ransom ghosts rioted unwillingly. "The storage space of the fruit core is really limited, only one cubic meter. Otherwise, I would have helped them resolve their obsession no matter what."

Shen Lian felt that he had been very low-key. Most of the talismans required internal force to activate, so he only took out a dozen or so as a souvenir.

“If I can set up a stall at the ghost market, I can resell it later.”

On the second floor of the Ghost Market, ghosts were howling and wailing. The ransom ghosts who had not been persecuted were also screaming at the top of their lungs, and the sounds they made were like pigs and swine rooting for food.

Click click click.

The chains on the ransom ghost's limbs and neck began to loosen.

They cast their scorching eyes at Shen Lian, as if they wanted to eat him alive; saliva splashed out of their mouths and the ground made a crackling sound.

Shen Lian stopped in front of the tunnel.

"The collapse of the second-tier rules of the Ghost Market is most likely due to the transformation of the ransom ghosts into pigs. They are transforming into another kind of ghost, so the chains are no longer effective."

If nothing unexpected happens, once the rules of the ghost market are restored, all the pig-like ransom ghosts on the second floor will be cleared out.

Roar! ! !
The first ghost broke free from its chains and a foul stench spread.

The chains of the other ghosts broke one after another. The scene that was originally a New Year's market now looked like a gluttonous feast with demons dancing wildly.

.........

Street corner.

"cough."

Zhu Yihong opened his eyes weakly.

She leaned against the wall and vomited continuously, her stomach full of undigested meat. The influence of the great demon was corroding her body and soul at all times.

Even though there is internal strength to suppress the resentment, the resentment is almost endless.

It was not until this moment that Zhu Yihong realized the layout of the Jinwu Guards on the third floor of the Ghost Market, and that he was just an unexpected victim.

She forced herself to stay alert and looked around the chaotic ghost market.

"Even if a great demon is filled with resentment, the ghosts will not riot like this."

"Forget it. There's no point in delving into it. In the end, you'll just become blood food for the ghosts. It's almost impossible to fight your way out of the second floor."

"kindness?"

Zhu Yihong frowned tightly.

She noticed that there was a motionless figure at the end of the street, and the direction the ghost was running was obviously towards the latter.

"It looks like a warrior who accidentally entered the second floor of the Ghost Market."

Zhu Yihong felt that the face looked strangely familiar, but due to the resentment that had entered her body, her vision became blurred.

At this moment.

Boom boom boom! ! !
The dull heartbeat echoed in the ghost market, causing Zhu Yihong's blood to surge.

Zhu Yihong's pupils shrank slightly as she stared at Shen Lian in disbelief. The latter no longer restrained his blood and energy, and an indescribable heat came over him.

Rumble.

Shen Lian's flesh and blood seemed to be inflated, and his body expanded wildly in the blink of an eye, directly to just over three meters tall. His terrifying aura overwhelmed all the ghosts.

The muscles all over his body were clearly visible, and his inky black scales were shining coldly.

When breathing through the mouth and nose, white gas penetrates four or five meters.

“Black…Black Coffin Man!!!”

Zhu Yihong finally realized why the man in the black coffin could hide in Yanliang Town. The latter was obviously able to control the supernatural, which was simply unheard of.

"Is the Black Coffin Man really a warrior? But how can one learn martial arts that can turn oneself into a monster?"

"What on earth does he want to do? Kill dozens of ghosts?!"

(End of this chapter)