Chapter 400 Black Market
Xiangyang City, Beicheng District.
Unlike other prosperous areas in the city, this is a residence for the poor, and the people who hang out here are basically children and orphans who don't even have enough to eat.
Every few steps you take, you can see some skinny beggars struggling to survive, or leaning on the corner and waiting silently for death.
The dilapidated streets and lanes are lined with tile-roofed houses and mud houses. There are not even a few houses converted from blue bricks and stones. There is an air of staleness everywhere.
Generally speaking, in places like this, it is basically rare to see immortal cultivators coming and going.
But today is different. One after another, monks dressed mysteriously and hiding their faces got inside.
Some kind-hearted people, when they see some children and orphans who are about to starve to death, feel compassion and often do something.
Either give away one or two valuable Bigu Pills, or sigh and leave two spiritual stones.
But if you see this situation too much, even the kindest monks will gradually become numb.
Because there were so many beggars and children who didn't even have enough to eat that they couldn't manage them just by looking at them. The two or three children they rescued were a drop in the bucket.
In addition, such acts of kindness cannot change the fundamentals. How can a beggar who is so hungry that his hands and feet almost lose all strength, how can he keep the spiritual stone?
Often as soon as the front leg is finished giving alms, others will snatch the spiritual stone from the back leg, and there is no way to control it.
If you are nosy, you may even endanger the life of the person receiving the charity.
“There has been no war in Julu Prefecture for a long time, so why are there still so many displaced mortals?”
In a corner of the alley, two monks wearing bamboo hats walked over. One of them couldn't help but lift the black veil of the bamboo hat, showing an unbearable look.
“Julu Prefecture is a place governed by the Demon Sect. How can the Ghost Sword Sect know how to manage people’s livelihood?”
“And every few years, the Ghost Sword Sect will arrest a large number of mortals. Children come to test their spiritual root aptitudes. Most of these displaced children are people without spiritual roots."
"Actually, this is not bad. Although the Ghost Sword Sect is a demon cultivator, it does not cultivate the blood path. Like the lands under the control of the Blood Spirit Sect in the Great Wilderness East, the mortals there are truly in dire straits.”
Another tall monk in a bamboo hat explained in a deep voice, his tone was very patient.
As soon as these words came out, the monk in Dou Li, who had been unable to bear it before, couldn't help clenching his fists.
“How can you be so ignorant of the lives of ordinary people?”
“Young Master, let’s go. This is the territory of the Ghost Sword Sect. We cannot stay easily. There may be a hidden black market there. This is the trap deliberately set by the Ghost Sword Sect." The tall man wearing a bamboo hat warned carefully.
If other monks heard this, they would definitely find it unbelievable.
The relationship between these two people turned out to be master and servant, but judging from the auras emanating from these two people, it was the monk in the foundation building stage who called the young man in the Qi refining stage as young master!
"No, it shouldn't be. If the Ghost Sword Sect has discovered our whereabouts, there is no need to go to such trouble to set up a trap and just let people come and catch us."
"I want to take a look, Who is going to set up a secret black market here, and what is the purpose!"
The young man, who was called the Young Master by the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, spoke very firmly.
After the words fell, the man strode forward and went straight into this place that could be called a slum.
Almost few people know that there was actually a large underground shelter in Beicheng District.
This was built spontaneously by many mortals when the Immortal War was about to spread, in order to avoid the attacks of the good and evil monks that were about to come to Julu State.
However, the good and evil monks were much stronger than these mortals thought. The entire Julu Prefecture was captured by the two good and evil monks jointly before they could resist for too long.
Later, the land here was taken over by the Ghost Sword Sect, and the large underground shelter in the north-central area of Xiangyang City was gradually abandoned.
After Shen Ningbing and Li Qing learned about this place from some orphans, they directly set the location of the black market here without any hesitation.
“Haha, I really didn’t expect that there is such a secret place in Xiangyang City.”
"It's quite ingenious to set up a black market in a place like this. I hope I can gain something today and it will be worthy of my trip."
"Could it be a trap set by some people? "
"What are you afraid of? Is there anyone who dares to risk the disapproval of the world to harm so many casual cultivators in Xiangyang City? This is still the territory of the Ghost Sword Sect!"
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At the entrance of the underground shelter, many excellent monks who hid their identities came one after another.
Some vigilant people looked around a few times, and after confirming that there were only some orphans who were dying around them, they hesitated for a while, and finally decided to go in.
The two monks wearing bamboo hats who were just talking about the situation of the poor in Beicheng District also walked in.
This underground shelter is quite spacious, but the light inside is extremely dim and there is a faint musty smell in the air.
About forty or fifty casual cultivators gathered in the field, basically all of them were monks in the Qi Refining Stage, with only a few monks in the Foundation Building Stage.
After waiting for a long time, there was no one to set up a black market, and some people were already showing signs of impatience.
"What happened? Did someone come here to play tricks on us?"
"Where is the person in charge? I received the invitation a month ago, why hasn't anyone shown up yet?"
" I heard that there will be a black market here. Is this the so-called black market? I don’t see anything related to the black market except black!” "It's a joke."
Just when someone was shouting to leave, suddenly, there was a roar from the entrance of the underground shelter!
Boom!
The entrance to the passage back to the surface was suddenly covered by a huge stone slab!
After noticing this movement, the monks in the shelter suddenly became restless.
But then, in every corner of the shelter, balls of blazing white flames suddenly ignited!
In an instant, the entire underground shelter unconsciously had a sense of gloominess, as if it was in the underworld.
Not long after, a high-pitched, hoarse voice resounded from the underground square.
“Jie Jie Jie”
“Please be patient, I just killed a few blind demon bastards outside the city, so I’m a little late.”
Everyone present turned their attention to the direction of the source of the sound, and saw a tall figure wearing a black hood slowly floating over. Around this black hooded figure, there were also cold and blazing waves surrounding him. The white flames looked extremely strange.
The hooded man in black flew past, and many people felt an inexplicable coldness, which made people shudder.
This person is none other than Li Qing!
Actually, Li Qing didn't want to come here, but after all, the black market had just opened, and someone had to take charge of order and set the tone for this place.
He was still a little worried based on Shen Ningbing's words alone.
As long as everything goes smoothly today, he can be a hands-off shopkeeper in the future and silently control everything behind the scenes.
Many people present could not help but feel a little nervous. They had just tried to sense the breath and realm of the mysterious hooded man, but they found that there was no fluctuation from this man, as deep as a deep pool. peaceful.
Even several monks in the foundation-building stage frowned slightly and found that they could not sense any breath at all, whether it was mana, blood, or soul, no fluctuations were leaked!
Often this kind of people either possess great hidden magic weapons, or their level of cultivation far exceeds theirs.
No matter what the situation is, it is worth cheering up these people.
"Jie Jie Jie, I am very happy that you can come to support me. As the first batch of people to come, you can all receive a token. With this token, you can choose to sell it in the black market for thirty days. You can sell it at the stall without confiscating the spirit stones!”
“But today is the first day of the black market, so let’s have a good time.”
"First let me give you some ideas, and then if you have anything you want to do, you can let me know!"
After saying that, Li Qing took out a white bone spur from his storage bag. The bone spur is nearly as tall as a person, and there is still a strong evil spirit on it.
“The spine of a second-order monster?” A knowledgeable foundation-building monk murmured to himself.
The opening is the material of the second-level monster, which is really exciting.
Unfortunately, most of the people present are only monks in the Qi refining stage, and basically have no chance of getting along with this very good-looking spine.
"This fellow Taoist is well-informed. Yes, this spine was taken from a second-level white ape."
"The starting price is ten spiritual stones, and each bid will be no less than Five spiritual stones. Anyone who is interested in this bone can bid for it!"
Li Qing, holding the white ape bone spur in his hand, said with a smile. This is the last white ape bone spur in his hand.
For the time being, he didn’t know what kind of magic weapon he could use this bone spur to refine, so he simply took it out and sold it here.
Ten spiritual stones!
This starting price is definitely very low. For the materials on the second-level monsters, they can often be sold for three to four hundred spirit stones.
You must know that this is a good material for refining high-grade magic weapons, even top-grade magic weapons!
Soon, someone asked for a price.
"I will give you twenty spiritual stones!" A monk in the Qi refining stage raised his hand nervously.
Hearing this number, Li Qing felt speechless, but he still said:
"This fellow Taoist offered twenty spiritual stones, are there any other fellow daoists who bid?"
After the words fell, and after waiting for a while, Li Qing continued: "Twenty spiritual stones for the first time! ”
“Twenty Spiritual Stones for the second time!”
Just when Li Qing’s heart was bleeding, he thought he really wanted twenty Spiritual Stones to sell this spine. , finally someone couldn’t sit still.
“I will give you fifty spiritual stones!”
"One hundred and thirty spiritual stones!"
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(End of this chapter)