The Legend of Qingpeng: Starting from the Costinus

Sandbar, Green Radish Market.

The bustling and noisy market is filled with people and noise, as lively as a vegetable market; all kinds of noisy sounds converge in one place, and are endless.

At this time, an old Taoist priest with an ordinary-looking back was wearing a simple Taoist robe and walking among the crowd with steady steps.

He was thin and slightly hunchbacked, with a kind smile on his wrinkled face like a dead tree, and his eyes sparkled with deep and wise light.

The old Taoist priest walked slowly towards the center of the market town. Although there was a constant stream of people rushing around him, it seemed that no one noticed even the slightest aura of cultivation from him.

He looked like an ordinary man, with no spiritual energy at all, as if he was just an ordinary old man.

The old Taoist priest strolled quietly in the market town, looking at everything around him leisurely.

Many monks were busy trading items, bargaining with each other, it was very lively.

When the old Taoist priest walked to a stall, he stopped, his eyes fell on several low-level magic weapons, and started chatting with the stall owner.

He spoke in a very gentle tone and was well-versed in knowledge related to magic weapons, which made the stall owner look up to him.

But the stall owner could never have imagined that this old Taoist priest was actually a powerful man with a cultivation level as high as the Spirit Transformation Stage, and his strength was enough to shock the entire world of cultivation.

In front of the stall, the old Taoist priest was chatting happily with the stall owner. His eyes seemed to casually sweep over the monks setting up stalls, but in fact, his majestic and obscure spiritual consciousness was intentionally or unintentionally locking onto the black building in the distance.

"I heard that two hundred years ago, the owner of the Ghost Shadow Tower made his first move in the Green Rose Market. Is it true or not?"

While everyone was chatting, the old Taoist priest suddenly asked calmly.

"Oh? The old Taoist priest has also heard about the past deeds of the Shadow Tower?"

The stall owner immediately became interested when he heard this.

At first, he thought that the old Taoist priest was just an ordinary person who had a certain background to enter the market.

However, after the exchange just now, coupled with the question raised by the old Taoist priest at this moment, he couldn't help but speculate: "This old Taoist priest must have hidden his cultivation. The reason why I can't sense it must be because he has reached the foundation-building stage, or even higher!"

"I must seize this opportunity to get closer to him!"

With this thought in mind, the stall owner quickly replied: "Old Taoist priest, the rumors you heard are indeed true. The Shadow Tower became famous in one battle back then..."

"The Holy Fire Sect was devastated by this, and gradually the Shadow Tower became the most respected in the Sandbar."

"I have here the Shadow Stone that was left behind when the owner of the Shadow Tower suppressed Pei Zhenjun. This treasure has been sold at a high price of 20,000 Spirit Stones in the market!"

"However, since the Taoist priest and I get along so well, I will sell you five thousand spirit stones. How do you think?"

When the stall owner finished speaking, the old Taoist priest standing in front of him heard his words, and the corners of his mouth just slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile, and did not respond to the stall owner's words.

He just raised his right arm slightly, and his wide sleeves waved, and an invisible force surged out instantly.

The stall owner who had just stood up seemed to be under a spell and sat back down obediently like a machine.

Not only that, the stall owner's eyes also became empty and lifeless, and his gaze gradually became dull.

After doing all this, the old Taoist priest turned around without looking back and slowly walked towards the dark, solemn and majestic building in the distance.

The stall owner, who was a little dazed just now, slowly came to his senses after the old Taoist priest walked away.

However, at this moment, he seemed to have completely forgotten what had happened before. He continued to sit in front of the stall, shouting loudly as usual, selling his items.

The people passing by had no idea what was happening in front of the stall.

Just as the stall owner was shouting to the crowd, a flash of light seemed to appear in his eyes.

When he looked towards the bright light, he just glanced at his stall and found a spirit stone quietly placed there.

The stall owner immediately grabbed the spirit stone with his quick hands and eyes, then looked around and calmly put the spirit stone into his storage bag.

It’s no wonder that he is so careful, because this spirit stone is actually a top-grade spirit stone, which inexplicably appeared on his stall. Perhaps it was dropped by someone.

In order to possess it for yourself, you naturally have to act quickly.

At this moment, in the Shadow Building, there was a lively atmosphere.

In front of the counter, two figures stood out.

One was wearing a black robe, the other was wearing white clothes, and both wore black and white official hats on their heads. The attire was exactly the same as that of Li Qing and Chi Feng in the past.

They are the managers of the Shadow Tower - Black and White Impermanence.

The two men were busy handling various matters facing the team that was lined up like a giant dragon.

At the front of the team, it was finally the turn of a foundation-building monk. He could not wait to move forward, took out the Shadow Bracelet, and said to the white-robed male monk known as Bai Wuchang:

"Master Bai Wuchang, these are six souls in the late stage of Qi Refining. Please help me exchange them for Shadow Coins."

Bai Wuchang raised his head slightly, moved his eyes away from the mirror in his hand, and glanced at the foundation-building cultivator in front of him.

His tone was as calm as water as he replied, "Six people in the late stage of Qi Refining, eighteen Shadow Coins."

After saying that, he gently reached out, took out a mirror that was gleaming with light and began to operate it.

At the same time, a cultivator's voice was heard from the other side: "Master Hei Wuchang, this is the soul of the mission target. In addition, I have a discount coupon for the Soul Gathering Pill. I hope to exchange it for a bottle of the Soul Gathering Pill."

Hei Wuchang's eyes were still as cold as ice. He looked at the Soul Bound Envoy in front of him expressionlessly and uttered a string of cold words:

"The mission target is the middle stage of Qi Refining. You will receive two Shadow Coins. You will also receive a discount coupon for the White Gathering Spirit Pill. You will need to pay two hundred Spirit Stones, a total of three Shadow Coins."

After saying this, he quietly waited for the Soul Catcher in front of him to pay the spirit stones.

However, in this lively scene, an old man in Taoist robes stood quietly by the side, silently observing everything happening before his eyes.

His presence seemed to blend into the surrounding environment and did not attract anyone's attention.

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened.

At this moment, the monks in the Shadow Tower began to leave one after another, and the originally bustling place became increasingly deserted.

The two Black and White Impermanence who had been guarding behind the counter finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They looked at each other, then Bai Wuchang took out a bag of tea from his arms, ready to make a cup of hot tea with his companion and take a short rest.

But just when Bai Wuchang took out the tea leaves, suddenly, a mysterious aura appeared in the air without warning.

The breath came so suddenly that the two were caught off guard.