Noire City.
This is one of the largest miscellaneous markets in the underworld. Here you can buy and sell magic weapons, elixirs, exercises, and even monsters, slaves, and all kinds of goods. There are also several auctions that attract a large number of people every day. Many monks came here to trade, including many immortals.
In addition to being a huge trade bazaar, Black Point City is also an important transportation hub. Since almost all the creatures here are from the nine tribes, how they can return to their tribes has become a big problem.
Since the nine tribes of the underworld are distributed in different locations and are far apart from each other, for ordinary monks, starting from the hub of Noire City, crossing the universe, and traveling as fast as possible, even if it takes tens of thousands of years , it is impossible to reach any clan, even the immortals, it will take years or even decades. This is also something that can't be helped, after all, the universe is too big.
In order to solve this problem, our ancestors invented the spirit boat.
Spirit boats are important instruments that travel in the universe. They have extremely fast speeds, and some even have the ability to move in space. If the journey is long, then taking a spirit boat is undoubtedly the best choice.
As an important transportation hub, Noire City has a large number of people circulating every day, so the spirit boat business here is very prosperous. As long as you look up, you can see many spirit boats coming and going, shuttling in the sky.
Many people took a fancy to this and spent all their savings to build a spiritual boat to transport people on their way and make a living. These people were also called boatmen.
"I took hundreds of monks to the Yasha clan yesterday and made a lot of money!"
"Tsk, yesterday I took over the work of several little lords from the Wheel-turning Clan and sent them back to their clan. These little lords are all from the semi-immortal realm, so that's a lot of money to spend!"
"What do you have to brag about? Do you know that I sent a mysterious immortal yesterday, and after arriving at the destination, he directly gave me a quasi-elixir pill!"
"Is there something big happening recently? I feel like business has decreased."
"...."
In the Black Point Market, the boatmen were discussing animatedly, and their words were full of comparisons and showing off. Behind them, each had their own huge spiritual boat, which looked extremely exquisite.
However, among this group of people, there is one special person who is very eye-catching.
This special being is an old man. This old man looks dirty and slovenly. He looks no different from a beggar. Behind him, there is only a shabby little spirit boat that can only hold two people. , the hull is somewhat decayed, and obvious holes can be seen, which is in sharp contrast to other people's luxurious spiritual boats.
"Old Fanzi, have you received your first customer?" Someone suddenly teased the sloppy old man.
They all call this old man Lao Fanzi. Lao Fanzi has been doing business here for a long time. He is supposed to be everyone’s senior, but this veteran has no experience at all, because in other people’s impression, Lao Fanzi doesn’t even have a single customer. Received it.
It's no wonder, who in the right mind would ride in Lao Fanzi's shabby boat?
Occasionally, there will be one or two people who want to take advantage of it and want to take a ride on Lao Fanzi's spirit boat. But the strange thing is that Lao Fanzi doesn't want yuan stones, not even pills, exercises, etc. Others ask him what he wants. , Lao Fanzi didn’t say anything, as if he wanted others to guess. No one knew what this weird old man was trying to do. The key was that he was here every day, day and night, without even moving.
Because of this, people around him felt that there was something wrong with Lao Fanzi's brain.
Someone kindly reminded me: "Old man, if you ask me, you should quickly change your business. Who dares to sit on your little broken boat?"
Lao Fanzi squatted on the ground, seemingly asleep, as if he didn't hear anything and ignored it.
Today's business is indeed not very good. There are not many people coming to take the spirit boat. The boatmen are also keeping their spirits up, for fear of missing a customer.
"Da da........"
The sound of footsteps was heard, and an old woman and two young people were seen walking slowly.
When the boatmen saw that business was coming, they hurried forward to greet and solicit customers.
"Wherever you three are going, taking my spiritual boat is the fastest way!"
"Don't listen to his nonsense. My spirit boat can move in short distances. You three, please get on my spirit boat!"
"..."
These three people were none other than the old woman, Li Chengfu and Su Bujin.
The old lady turned a blind eye to the warm greetings of the boatmen, passed through the crowd, and came directly to Lao Fanzi.
The old woman said to Lao Fanzi: "Are you dead? If not, please give us a ride."
As soon as these words came out, the boatmen present were surprised.
What background did these three people have that they dared to sit on Lao Fanzi's spirit boat?
The boatmen all cast strange looks at the old woman, wondering if there was something wrong with her mind.
Su Bujin looked up and down at the slovenly-dressed old man. This old man didn't have a trace of immortal power or energy fluctuations in his body. He was just an ordinary person.
Is this old man really an ordinary person?
Without raising his head, Lao Fanzi said in a hoarse voice: "Look at my broken boat, do you think it can carry people?"
Su Bujin looked at Lao Fanzi's spirit boat and was speechless for a moment. Is this old man really reliable?
The old woman said calmly: "I told you to sit down, and you don't need to worry about the rest. If we die on the way, we will consider ourselves unlucky."
After hearing this, Old Fanzi slowly raised his head, his cloudy eyes swept around the three old women, and asked: "Where are you going?"
The old woman said: "We will go wherever you send it."
Lao Fanzi shook his head and said, "It's not that easy to get on my boat. You can't give me the reward I want."
Hearing this, the old woman took out a round gold medal from her sleeve robe, threw it to Old Fanzi and said, "Is this okay?"
Lao Fanzi looked at the gold medal in his hand. When he saw the clear word "Sanskrit" in the middle of the gold medal, his cloudy eyes shone with light, and a trace of energy finally appeared on his wrinkled face. He sighed with emotion: "Finally I've been waiting for..."
Under everyone's gaze, Lao Fanzi slowly stood up and said to the old woman, "I'll take over your business."
When the boatmen saw this scene, they couldn't help laughing. One of them mocked: "Old man, if you really want to carry passengers, can your little broken boat still take off?"
The others also burst out laughing, thinking that this old man was really crazy.
Lao Fanzi didn't pay attention to the mocking laughter. He just walked to his little broken boat and put his old and withered palm on it.
