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Chapter 50 Underground Black Market [Please read it! 】

Tianyin City.

A county with a population of 70,000 to 80,000 people.

There were many pedestrians coming and going, and there was a calm and urban atmosphere that was not found in the world of immortality, which made Wen Jiu feel more real.

Mortal people work at sunrise and rest at sunset,

There are small vendors.

There was shouting.

There are also children playing in the streets.

There are also people busking and juggling on the street.

soon.

Wen Jiu came to Beicheng based on the information recorded by Sansha's Corpse Raising Method.

There are many gambling stalls, brothels and gray industries in Beicheng. When Wen Jiu stepped into them, he felt that someone was secretly watching him.

After his consciousness swept away and realized that he was just a mortal, Wen Jiu didn't bother to pay attention, but turned around and entered a deserted alley. When we first walked in, there was no movement at all, but as we went deeper into the alley, it became wider and wider, and soon we could see monks coming and going.

There are ghost cultivators, corpse cultivators, evil cultivators, etc., who often pass by Wen Jiu. The evil aura that permeates his body is much more sinister than the left-right cultivators in the sect. many.

Compared with this, the left-right monks in the sect are not considered left-right at all, because the left-right monks in the sect are only superficial.

soon.

Wen Jiu bumped into a middle-aged monk from Zuo Dao who was at the first level of Qi training. Although he was only at the first level of Qi training, he was full of death energy.

obviously.

He killed many people.

The lingering aura of death has lingered.

Wen Jiu immediately stopped it and said in a cold tone, "Fellow Taoist, how many spiritual stones do you need to lead me into the trading place?"

The middle-aged monk Zuo Dao looked at Wen Jiu, a little wary, and took two steps back. Even though he didn't make any movement, there was a hint of killing intent in his eyes. When his spiritual consciousness reached Heizheng, the vigilance in his eyes faded a little.

"Ten!"

The middle-aged monk Shizi opened his mouth.

Wen Jiu's face hardened and he said displeasedly: "One!"

"No, one is too few."

The middle-aged monk Zuo Dao shook his head quickly.

Wen Jiu was too lazy to talk nonsense. He didn't even want to add a grain of spiritual sand to it. Since he had to pretend to be a real evil demon, how could he be so easy to talk to? "Forget it if you don't want it... If you don't want it, others will want it."

"I want it!"

Seeing that Wen Jiu was about to leave, the middle-aged monk Zuo Dao hurriedly stepped forward.

Wen Jiu didn't waste any time, took out a low-grade spirit stone and threw it over.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk Zuo Dao caught it with a ferocious smile, and then led Wen Jiu deeper into the alley. Wen Jiu was always paying attention to the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, and was on guard against sneak attacks. He could use the blood corpse to escape at any time.

soon.

Wen Jiu was brought to a black wall.

"Go in." After saying this, the left-dao monk on the first level of Qi training took out a wooden token and stepped into the black wall.

Four words immediately flashed into Wen Jiu's mind - covering formation.

After one step.

The world before our eyes suddenly changed.

Behind the wall turned out to be a market, an underground market.

All the people coming and going were monks from the left. As soon as Wen Jiu entered the door, he saw that many young women were kept in cages as commodities and allowed to be picked by others, including mortals and casual cultivators.

Wen Jiu just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, and his understanding of the Zuodao monk became a little clearer.

"Now, with this black street order, you can come in and out at will in the future." The middle-aged monk Zuo Dao threw the black wood spirit tablet in his hand over.

After catching it, Wen Jiu scanned it carefully with his spiritual consciousness, and then put it away after confirming that there was no problem.

After the middle-aged monk Zuo Dao left, Wen Jiu continued walking along the underground market, and then discovered that there were many stalls selling people.

There are family monks.

There are even young children and newborn babies.

"No wonder you have to hide it."

"If this is not hidden in the mortal city, it will not be long before it will be taken away by the disciples of Dead Man's Peak."

Wen Jiu withdrew his gaze.

He didn't want to deal with this kind of thing.

I can't control it either.

Continuing to move forward, Wen Jiu saw many stalls selling heavenly materials and earthly treasures. The stall owners were all abnormal. Even after staying in the dead body for so long, Wen Jiu was also stared at by them.

After searching around, Wen Jiu saw something that looked like blood evil crystals and heaven evil water on a stall. The stall owner was an old monk with a scarred face. He was sitting next to him, and a half-clothed ghost was rubbing his shoulders.

Seeing Wen Jiu's arrival, the scarred old monk narrowed his white eyes, and his questioning voice sounded like a lot of fine sand rubbing against each other.

"My little friend, what do you want?"

Wen Jiu looked at the Blood Evil Crystal and the Heavenly Evil Water, felt its breath carefully, and then said, "I want the Blood Evil Crystal and the Heavenly Evil Water."

"Blood evil crystal, twenty, Tian evil water... fifty for a pot." The scar-faced old monk opened his mouth.

Wen Jiu turned around and left.

Too lazy to say a word.

The scar-faced old monk chuckled, stood up quickly and shouted, "Fellow Taoist, didn't I tell you this when I first came here? Blood evil crystals are eleven, and a pot of Tiansha water is twenty. A large amount of Tiansha water can be discounted, but it costs five Taste it."

Hearing the scar-faced old monk finally tell him the normal price, Wen Jiu turned around and asked, "Can you sell ten of the Blood Evil Crystals?"

"Ten of them, can't be sold... It's not like you don't know that the Blood Evil Abyss has been very fierce recently, and it's hard to get the Blood Evil Crystals." The scar-faced old monk shook his head.

Wen Jiu glanced at the five blood evil crystals and six pots of heavenly evil water on the stall, "Both the blood evil crystals and the heavenly evil water are all needed."

"Fifty-five...one hundred and two...just give me one hundred and seventeen." The scar-faced old monk said.

Wen Jiu carefully used his spiritual sense to explore again, and after confirming that there was no problem, he put it into the storage bag, took out one hundred and seventy low-grade spiritual stones, and then asked: "What happened to the Blood Evil Abyss recently?"

"It seems that you haven't been there recently... It's better that you haven't gone, so as not to encounter those bullies. Those people in the Blood Clothes Building don't know what they are doing inside, which makes the monsters in the Bloody Abyss particularly violent."

The scar-faced old monk spoke angrily.

Wen Jiu did not continue to ask, but continued to stare at the stall of the scar-faced old monk, and bought a few more natural and earthly treasures.

It took more than eighty low-grade spiritual stones.

They are all natural materials and treasures needed to build a corpse coffin.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Jiu turned around a few more times. To his surprise, he gathered all the materials needed to build a corpse coffin.

really.

Things needed for Zuo Dao practice must be bought faster from Zuo Dao monks.

It seems that there will be more to come to Tianyin City in the future.

but.

Just when I was about to go out.

Wen Jiu realized that he was being targeted again.

All the way out of Tianyin City, the other party was still following.

Wen Jiu originally wanted to use Blood Corpse Escape directly, but unexpectedly, he suddenly received a message from his divine consciousness, which turned out to be from Mu Canglong.

"Boy, keep walking and lure him out of the city!"

Wen Jiuyi was startled.

Deacon Mu is actually here.

Also.

If you want to check the Xueyi Building, I'm afraid this trading place is the best place.

Others don't know the location of this trading place. How could the descendants of the creator of the Yinzhou Corpse Raising Method not know it?

As a result, Wen Jiu continued to walk outside the city, and after walking about ten miles out of the city, the Jie Xiu who had been following him suddenly appeared—it was the scar-faced old monk.

As soon as he appeared, the scar-faced old monk came to control the ghost.

Smiling sinisterly.

It seemed that Wen Jiu was determined.

At this moment, Mu Canglong and Liu Xiao suddenly rushed out of the dense forest with their swords, and threw more than a dozen talismans directly at them. Not only did they scatter the ghost, but they also knocked the scar-faced old monk unconscious. .

Everything happens in an instant.

After solving the problem, Mu Canglong immediately left with Yu Wu, the scar-faced old monk and Wen Jiu, and flew ten miles in one breath before stopping.

"Brother Liu, Deacon Mu!"

After stopping, Wen Jiu saluted immediately.

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