Start building the foundation: What is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?

Deep in the alley at the entrance of West Street, there was a black wooden board standing upright next to the door against the wall with three large gold-plated characters "Si Hai Coffin" written on it. Only one of the two doors was open, revealing a coffin made of gilded black wood.

Sitting next to him was an old man wearing a bamboo hat and linen clothes.

"what's up?"

The old man's voice was without any emotion, and he didn't even bat an eyelid when he noticed someone.

"Enter the dark market."

Luo Shan took out ten spirit stones from his storage bag and threw them over.

"Forehead."

The old man slowly opened his closed eyes, put away the spirit stone, and pointed to a cabinet taller than a person placed against the wall not far away.

"That's it, go in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cabinet door opened automatically, revealing a space large enough for one person to pass through.

Luo San nodded to the old man, took out a green-faced, fang-shaped mask from his storage bag and put it on, then walked straight towards the entrance of the dark market.

As I stepped through the door, I heard the sound of hustle and bustle. I turned my head and looked back. The place I just came in from was not a cabinet door at all. From the inside, I saw that it was the entrance to a cave.

I don’t know who set up this formation, it’s so mysterious.

Wearing a mask that blocks spiritual detection, Luo Shan looked towards the place where the crowd was surging. Many people were wearing veils or masks, and even if they showed their faces, it might not be their true appearance.

"Take a look, take a look, these natural treasures produced by the cave of the Nascent Soul Master are of guaranteed quality and are worth buying!"

"This is a pill made by a sixth-rank alchemist. Don't miss it if you pass by!"

"A heaven-level cultivation technique that can be cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage does not require 100,000 spirit stones, nor does it require 50,000 spirit stones. You only need 5,000 spirit stones, and you can take it away."

"........."

The hawker's shouting made Luo Shan, who was originally very much looking forward to the dark market, suddenly drop her expectations by several degrees. She looked in the direction where the shouting was the loudest, and saw a jade letter placed alone on the hawker's stall, with a few photo stones next to it.

"You damn liar, this is not a heavenly level technique at all. Return my spirit stones to me now, or I will let you know how to write the word regret today."

The female cultivator, who was wearing a green gauze skirt and had two buns on her hair, was holding a white jade paper and threw it at the vendor who was selling the heavenly-level skills.

"Alas, little girl, how can my jade letter not be of heaven grade? It's just missing a part. If you find all of it, you can naturally cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage."

The peddler who was hit by the jade letter covered his head with his hands and looked with displeasure at the female cultivator who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old.

The commotion here soon attracted a crowd of onlookers, including some stall owners who were also shouting not far away. When they saw the excitement, they stopped buying things and quickly rolled up the things on their stalls and came over to watch the fun.

"Hey, old evil man, you've capsized, haven't you? I've already told you that your thing only has the part that Qi-refining cultivators can cultivate. How can you just kill a fat sheep like this?"

When they saw that the people making a fuss here were acquaintances, some people who knew the stall owner immediately started to mock him.

"You know nothing. I get what I pay for. I'm not ripping anyone off."

Upon hearing this, the stall owner who was covering his head immediately became angry.

"If you didn't kill anyone, why would they come to your door?"

The other party sneered, looked at the girl whose eyes were blazing with anger, and said:

"My fellow Taoist, please don't believe what the old evil guy said. The heavenly level skills are all used to deceive low-level cultivators like you."

As he said this, he looked the young female cultivator up and down and thought to himself, I wonder which family this young lady came from to be so naive.

He spent five thousand spirit stones at once. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. He is now one hundred and twenty years old, but in the foundation-building stage, and has only a thousand spirit stones on him. This little girl is so arrogant in the Qi-refining stage. It seems like she is a fat sheep...

As the vendor was thinking about it, he saw a young man in uniform standing behind the girl.

"Junior sister, he was the one who deceived you?"

One of them held a sword in his hand and looked at the man called Old Evil with a bad look.

"Return the spirit stone, and we in Luoxia Sect will not care about this matter."

The man pointed and kicked the stall where a jade card and a few photo stones were placed alone.

"You are so bold as to deceive people from Luoxia Sect."

The tone was full of disgust.

The evil old man who was covering his head wanted to explain in his heart, but when he saw that the other party insisted on asking him to return the spirit stone, his face turned cold.

"I don't return anything I sell. If you don't want it, just throw it away. As for the spirit stones, forget it."

Originally due to the dark market rules, I didn't want to make a big deal and affect my future business, but now it seems that it is impossible.

"How dare you be so arrogant, you liar!"

Several people from Luoxia Sect surrounded the stall, demanding that the stall owner return the spirit stones.

"Arrogant? Ha!"

But when the evil old man heard this, he lifted up the hat that covered his face, revealing his scarred face.

"If you want spirit stones, you can, as long as you are alive to take them."

There was murderous intent in his tone, and his vicious eyes swept over the people from Luoxia Sect one by one, with a grin on his face:

"I told you that this technique can only be cultivated to the peak of Qi Refining. I also informed the female cultivator of the location of the remaining half of the technique. It was she who thought she was extraordinary and could complete the technique, so she bought the jade letter."

"Now that she knows that it is not possible for a Qi-refining cultivator like her to find the complete set of skills, she is clamoring to return the things. Do you think I, Old Man Duxie, am a fool?"

The old man Duxie had an unsightly look on his face. Due to the rules of the dark market, he was unwilling to take action unless it came to the point of killing someone. But if the Luoxia Sect went too far, he wouldn't mind getting some blood on his hands.

After watching the show to this point, Luo Shan understood the general situation.

The female cultivator from Luoxia Sect was probably mesmerized by the words "heaven-level technique", and since she had plenty of spirit stones on her, she bought it.

"Poisonous old man!"

Several monks from Luoxia Sect looked at the stall owner opposite and didn't know what to say for a moment. Their faces turned pale and beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

"Don't you want the spirit stones? How about I give you a chance?"

The old man Duxie glanced at the female cultivator surrounded in the middle and said with an evil smile:

"As long as your little sister survives my attack, I will return the spirit stone to you."

"Do not……!"

The young apprentice sister of Luoxia Sect turned pale as paper. She took a step back and pulled the sleeve of the male cultivator who had been talking about asking the old man Duxie to return the spirit stone.

"Brother, forget about the spirit stones. As for the jade letter, Senior didn't lie to us."

"Since Junior Sister said so, then... forget it."

The male cultivator from Luoxia Sect swallowed his saliva. He was unwilling to confront the Duxie old man.

After all, the other party's cultivation was higher than his, and he used a poison that even Jindan cultivators were afraid of. If he was not careful and got hit, he would probably lose his life.

They looked at each other and simultaneously wanted to leave, but just as they turned around, they heard a familiar voice behind them calling them.

"Wait a minute, you just want to walk away after you ruined my business?"

The poisonous old man stared at the backs of several people with a gaze as sharp as an eagle, and spoke in a bad tone.

"Old Evil, since these friends said so, it must be a misunderstanding. Why do you have to be so aggressive? You should give Luoxia Sect some face, right?"

The vendor who had previously fanned the flames spoke again, his tone full of malicious intent.