Chapter 389 Delivered to Your Door
Second stall...garbage.
The third stall... is still garbage!
As they walked along, Han Ning felt as if he had entered the prop room of a movie crew. There were all kinds of strange and weird things.
For example: mottled iron swords, incomplete armor, ancient jade, clothes that smell of old corruption, clothes of unknown age, yellowed opera robes, Hunyuan gold buckets, paper figurines, copper coins... there are too many and too many.
These gadgets are just shabby, without any energy fluctuations or strange aura. I don’t know which crew they picked up from.
It was made here to make it look mysterious, to attract Kaizi to be fooled.
He could understand why most things were worn out, and the intact antiques were in museums.
When Han Ning walked to the middle of the black market, in front of a narrow stall with only one square meter, he stopped.
A faint smell of blood poured into his nose.
He looked sideways.
An unknown beast's skull wrapped in black cloth and stained with large amounts of blood and minced meat came into view.
"Wait! Just look, no reaching out!"
Just when he was about to reach out and fiddle with it, a deep voice came.
The person who spoke was covered in a black robe, and his face and age could not be seen clearly.
Han Ning took back his hand and looked at the skull carefully.
Judging from the shape, it should be some kind of large python, as big as a palm.
The mental power swept over it, and a wisp of blood-colored energy was faintly discernible flowing inside the skull.
"This level of fluctuations can be heard even after death, at least for an extraordinary creature."
Han Ning made a mental evaluation and said,
"How much does this skull cost?"
"500,000, no two prices!"
"500,000? Good guy, you can get a house in the county town just by opening your mouth."
When Han Ning heard this, he immediately lost interest.
My predecessor worked hard for a year and only earned more than ten or two hundred thousand. This skull may be precious, but it is definitely not worth 500,000.
Without even the desire to bargain, Han Ning withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.
"etc!"
Before he had taken two steps, a soft shout came from behind him.
The stall owner, shrouded in a black robe, revealed a pair of bloodshot eyes from the shadow of his hood, and said word by word,
"300000!"
"It's too expensive. I'm just interested in the python skull. I can accept it within 50,000 yuan."
"50,000...you insult me and my brother, I will kill you!"
The evil wind came, and a pair of skinny palms covered with sharp nails were about to grab Han Ning's neck.
"What the hell, where did this lunatic come from."
Han Ning's eyes flashed fiercely, he raised his foot and kicked the man out.
Plop!
This kick was powerful and heavy, knocking the opponent and the stall directly to the ground.
Gululu~
The bloody head rolled to the ground, dragging a trail of blood.
"If you like being a baby, keep it to yourself. Don't go crazy and bite people everywhere."
Han Ning glanced at the several masked people who were rushing over, cursed lowly, and turned to leave.
The man held his stomach and stepped forward to hug his skull. His eyes seemed to be fixed on the dropped watch. He was stunned for a moment, but he did not catch up.
The masked man who came up saw this man's behavior and asked the stall owner next to him. After learning what happened here before, he couldn't help but shake his head and left.
To be honest, Han Ning was a little disappointed with the things sold on the black market.
It's all some messy stuff.
There are very few items that truly contain energy.
Most of them are superficial.
This black market, transformed from an air raid shelter, is about 500 meters long.
Soon, he walked through it from beginning to end, but except for the bloody skull, he didn't find anything useful!
"What is sold here seems to be some medicinal materials, things that are convenient for making potions. Is there an infield..."
Standing at the end of the street, Han Ning frowned and thought to himself.
In less than an hour, he had browsed the entire black market without gaining anything.
"Forget it, let's check back tomorrow. If there's nothing good yet, we can only find a solution from Zhang Nengfa."
Han Ning returned to the elevator along the passage and was about to press the button above.
Suddenly, his eyes moved.
In the gap between the elevator and the wall, I saw a piece of paper.
A worn-out paper cutout, stuck inside like trash, unnoticed.
At the moment when he stared, there was no reaction from the spiritual power in the spiritual world of the Four Symbols Meditation Method.
However, in the spiritual world of the blood sea, a Suanni suddenly emerged from the sea of blood.
Suanni's eyes flashed with a blood-red demonic light, looking straight ahead.
Its gaze seemed to be able to penetrate Han Ning's mind, penetrate illusion and reality, and freeze on the paper cutting.
Han Ningfu reached into his heart, stretched out his hand, and a faint mist gathered, bringing up a little breeze and blowing the paper in the gap into the palm of his hand.
It was a tattered paper figure with a dull color and an almost indecipherable face.
At first glance, it can be seen that it has experienced the erosion of time.
The paper figures are only the size of a palm, colorful and covered with dust.
Within a few seconds of his contact, the paper figure seemed to wake up, blinked its dull eyes, and looked at Han Ning.
at the same time.
The Suani in the spiritual world roared silently.
The spiritual power was like a flood that had been released, pouring into the palm of his hand.
Paper figures spontaneously combust without fire.
A faint ray of blood followed his arm and entered his mind.
[Energy +3]
[Drip~Sufficient energy. ]
[System is starting up...]
[Trying to give up some functions and bypass the rules of Yuanyu...]
[Please wait...]
[Restart successfully]
[Soul-storing Paper Figure]: A legacy of witchcraft, a common magic tool used by wizards in Wuxiang Country, with various incredible functions.
[Curse]: Collect the body tissues of the opponent and curse them. The more mental power invested, the stronger the curse effect.
[False body]: Drop blood into it, and it can be transformed into a false body with a similar appearance. The false body does not have intelligence and only carries some basic instincts.
[Spirit-raising]: Absorb the free yin energy around, and the spiritual intelligence of the spirit hidden inside is immortal.
[Materials required for transformation]: General-level yin crystal, dead flower, at least 50 square centimeters of skin of a spirit that has survived or died for no more than 3 days, 100g of spirit ribs...
"The panel is finally back."
He can't use the function of the paper figure for the time being, and he can't wait to call out the current panel data of the three soul beasts.
[
Race: Albino Corn Snake
Gender: Male
Qualification: F
Level: None
……
]
[This soul beast has reached the first evolution standard. Albino Corn Snake has multiple evolution directions, which need to be selected independently. ]
[Cold Mist Snake: Psychic power is the main attribute, agility is the secondary attribute, water system, D+ qualification, required evolution materials: …]
[Iron Whip Snake: Strength and agility are the main attributes, psychic power is the secondary attribute, gold system, D qualification, required evolution materials: …]
[
Race: Velvet Dog
Gender: Female
Qualification: D
Level: Entry
Soul Skill: Will-O-Wilson I (57/300)
……
]
[
Race: Wood Owl
Gender: Male
Qualification: F
Level: None
……
]
[This soul beast has reached the first evolution standard. Dark Owl has multiple evolution directions, which need to be selected independently. 】
[Dark Owl: Psychic is the main attribute, Agility is the secondary attribute, Dark, D+ qualification, required evolution materials:...]
[Round-eyed Owl: Agility and physical strength are the main attributes, Psychic is the secondary attribute, Wind, D qualification, required evolution materials:...]
"Buzz~"
The elevator opened.
Han Ning went in.
He was about to close the door.
A disheveled figure hurried over and pretended to get into the elevator.
"It's him."
Han Ning frowned, but did not drive him away and made way.
This man was the man who sold python skulls just now.
The man entered the elevator, pressed the button, the door closed, and the elevator went up quickly.
"I saw you in the prophecy."
Squeaky~
Accompanied by the sound of old mechanical rotation, the man with his back against Han Ning slowly spoke.
Han Ning remained silent, thinking that this man was mentally ill.
He found that the minds of the extraordinary people in this world were more or less abnormal.
If it weren't for the mental power he carried, he would be immune to the bloodthirsty desire brought by the extraordinary ritual.
He estimated that he would be like this group of psychopaths, and would go crazy at any time.
"You are a culinary expert, right?"
The man turned around and stared at Han Ning with bloodshot eyes.
Han Ning still didn't speak.
At this time.
With a click.
The elevator door opened.
Han Ning ignored him and walked out directly.
The man followed him and said hurriedly:
"Help me, help me!"
"My friend disappeared in the ruins. He predicted it before he was imprisoned."
"At 12:24 am tonight, a monster covered with black fog will come to me."
"That will be our savior."
The two stood in the dim and silent passage.
This time, Han Ning stopped and looked at the camera above his head.
The black fog filled the air and enveloped the two.
"Continue."
"My name is Li Changxi, and I'm a Sequence 8 medium."
"Five days ago, my friend and I accidentally discovered a small ruin in the deep mountains of Tonghe County, outside Ludao City."
"It is a netherworld ruin filled with evil spirits, and powerful evil spirits live in it."
"At the same time, it is also full of precious treasures."
"After discovering the ruins, we immediately organized five people, all of whom are Sequence 8-Sequence 7, to enter the ruins to search for treasures."
"But the danger level of the ruins is beyond our imagination."
"Five people entered, and only I returned."
"This python head is the treasure I brought out of the ruins."
"If you agree to enter the ruins with me and rescue my friends."
"I will give you the skull for free."
Li Changxi spoke with a strong local accent.
Han Ning almost listened to one sentence and asked three questions before he roughly understood what happened.
"Why me?" He looked puzzled.
"Prophecy, my friend is a Sequence 7 prophet, and his initial sequence is a culinary scholar." Li Changxi replied.
"A skull is not worth enough. For some reason, my strength has dropped significantly, and I need more spiritual energy-rich things."
A place where a Sequence 7 would be deeply trapped is enough to see the difficulties.
He is now just a little Karami of Sequence 9. Although his mental power is far beyond his, he must at least recover some strength before exploring further.
"I'll find a way. Give me two days, no, one day. As long as you agree to help us, we can make a blood oath and no one can betray anyone!"
"Forget the blood oath. You can help me or not. I won't sign any contract with a dying person."
Han Ning glanced at him. Even without using mental power, ordinary people could see that this man's mental state was abnormal and his body exuded a rotten smell.
"I'm cursed. Only the treasures in the ruins can help me remove the curse."
Li Changxi held the skull and handed it to Han Ning.
"Take it, it means you agree."
Han Ning didn't take it. He looked calm:
"You go collect these materials. I'll give you one day. Wait for me at the gate of Biantang Village in the city at this time one day later."
He reported the materials for evolving the egg pancake into the cold mist snake and the fat silkworm into the dark owl in detail.
"Collect as much as you can. I will decide whether to go or not based on the level of detail you collect."
"If I don't come within ten minutes, it means I refuse."
Li Changxi listened to the dense materials with a dazed expression, but finally gritted his teeth and nodded:
"I understand..."
...
After a simple agreement, Han Ning did not stay any longer. He walked out of the Blue Bay Bar quickly, took a taxi, and returned home.
He took out the psychic liquid and mental liquid given by Zhang Nengfa from his bag and absorbed them all.
The energy before entering the Yuan Prison was completely gone.
After deducting the energy required to activate the panel, there is still 1 point left.
He exchanged 0.5 psychic points and added them to the panel of the egg pancake.
A faint white light flashed.
The size of the egg pancake became a little bigger.
"Hiss!"
The egg pancake fiddled with the snake body and felt that he had become a little stronger.
From not being able to bite through the child's skin before, to being able to bite through it now!
I have to say, it is a small improvement.
Poor Egg Pancake can only comfort himself with these excuses.
"Too little, too little energy, I need more energy."
As the saying goes, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
Having experienced the increase of hundreds of thousands or millions of energy, Han Ning is extremely uncomfortable with returning to the energy-poor situation of "starting up".
"We must let Egg Pancake and Little Fat Silkworm complete the first evolution, and then use energy points to push their strength to above the awakening level before we can consider entering that relic."
Han Ning estimated that the current level of transcendence shown in this world is not as good as that of the Purple Crystal World.
The spiritual energy fluctuations of Sequence 9 Transcendents are similar to those of entry-level soul beasts.
Sequence 8 and Sequence 7 are probably between awakening and transcendence.
His mental power is now close to level 3, with the quality of Xuanyue. If he relies on mental amplification, it is enough to raise the strength of soul beasts to transcendence.
Three soul beasts of the transcendent level, plus his borrowed soul skills, should be able to sweep away those low-level transcendents.
After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone and sent a message to Xie Mingke: "Are you asleep?"
Then, regardless of whether the other party was asleep or not, he directly sent a voice message.
Teachers' dormitory building of Lu University.
Xie Mingke, who was wearing a facial mask and sitting in front of his notebook, editing an excel spreadsheet, saw the message box popping up in the lower right corner, subconsciously frowned, and couldn't help but cursed:
"It's this ghost again."