After entering the black market, the formation light curtain behind him disappeared.
People were coming and going, but the surrounding area was as quiet as an abyss, and no one spoke a word. Even the vendors who set up stalls were not as loud as the secular merchants.
Chen Yuan came to the black market for the first time, so naturally he did not dare to speak casually. Even when walking on the road, he was careful and gentle, for fear of accidentally exposing his identity and losing his life.
Although everyone in the market is silent, it does not mean that the black market is deserted. On the contrary, it is more prosperous, with all kinds of elixirs, talismans, magical tools, herbs, etc. available.
After walking around the market, Chen Yuan found the item he wanted early on. But he didn't immediately ask the price.
He found that neither buyers nor sellers negotiated prices here, and all items were paid according to the price marked by the seller.
Of course, the seller will also mark the items he wants to acquire, and if the two parties are suitable, they can exchange items.
The shops in the black market are different from the stalls on the street. Although there are few people talking, at least one or two voices can be heard occasionally.
The so-called store cheats customers. The items Chen Yuan wants to buy have been found on the stalls, so he does not plan to buy them in the store.
After two hours of careful observation, Chen Yuan came to a stall selling herbal medicine, put down ten spiritual stones, and took away three 20-year-old Ningling grass.
Later, he went to a stall selling talisman supplies and bought a thousand talisman papers, a talisman pen, and some cinnabar for the price of ten spiritual stones.
Chen Yuan had never studied and drawn the Talisman Drawing Book for a long time after he obtained it from brothers Li Jincai and Li Yinbao.
Soon, his enemy will be the Demon Sect, a powerful existence with monks in the foundation-building stage. Having more talismans in his hand will be a good way to save his life.
Finally, Chen Yuan came to the last stall he was interested in. The owner of this stall was a woman. Judging from her figure and dress, she was not very old, perhaps about the same age as Liu Muyun.
What Chen Yuan was interested in was a piece of soft armor woven from silk, and the woman priced it at one hundred spiritual stones.
Although he felt that a hundred spirit stones were a bit expensive to buy a piece of soft armor, Chen Yuan still paid the spirit stones and took the soft armor in his hands.
However, when Chen Yuan was about to put the soft armor into the storage bag, the woman behind the stall suddenly grabbed Chen Yuan's arm and shook her head, as if to say: "Soft armor is not for sale!"
Chen Yuan didn't know why, but he still put the soft armor back and took out twenty spiritual stones again.
The woman still shook her head and looked sideways at a two-story attic not far away.
Chen Yuan remembered clearly that the name of the attic seemed to be "Blood Demon Pavilion", and there were many talismans and magic tools for sale in it. However, because the price was too high, not many people came in and out of the attic.
At this time, on the second floor of the attic, there were two masked men looking here.
Chen Yuan seemed to understand the girl's intention, put away his spirit stone, and squeezed into the crowd.
"The woman's behavior is suspicious, and the behavior of the two men in the attic is even more suspicious. You must leave as soon as possible. You cannot stay too long."
After making a decision in his mind, Chen Yuan randomly bought a low-grade defensive weapon at a stall for fifty spiritual stones and started walking out of the black market.
The way to leave the black market is very simple. Where he enters the black market, there is a second-level Qi Refining monk who controls the formation. As long as he hands over ten spirit stones, he will open the formation channel.
Arriving outside the black market, Chen Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone with a discerning eye knew that the "Blood Demon Pavilion" must be related to the Heavenly Demon Sect.
At this moment, Chen Yuan was not willing to have too much interaction with the Tianmo Sect.
"Fellow Taoist, please stay."
Just as he walked to the front of the ruined temple, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind him.
Turning around and looking back, he found that the woman had an exquisite appearance and a graceful figure. She had a pair of daggers on her waist and her aura was not weaker than Liu Muyun's, both of them were the best in the world.
"Who are you?"
Chen Yuan has actually guessed the woman's identity, but he doesn't understand why this woman is waiting for him outside the black market. Is it just to sell the soft armor in her hand?
"The little girl Murong Lan is a stall owner selling soft armor in the black market."
"Do you have anything to do with me, fellow Taoist?" Chen Yuan asked with confusion on his face.
"It's indeed a small matter. The reason why the little girl prevented fellow Taoists from buying my soft armor in the black market was to remind you that the soft armor has been targeted by the Blood Demon Pavilion. Secondly, she wanted to arouse questions from fellow Taoists and force me to Please leave the black market quickly."
Chen Yuan became even more confused and stared at the woman, wanting to get a clear answer. If this woman has evil thoughts in her heart, he will not show mercy to her.
"The reason why the little girl entered the black market was to avoid the Heavenly Demon Sect. But she didn't expect that the Heavenly Demon Sect had penetrated into the black market. In order to save her life, the little girl took the risk and disturbed the fellow Taoists. She only hoped that the fellow Taoists could protect me and return to the sect. As long as I said My friend is willing to protect me and return to the sect. Silk soft armor, the little girl will give it to my Taoist friend free of charge, along with five hundred spiritual stones."
When the woman who called herself Murong Lan said this, Chen Yuan finally understood the cause and effect of the matter.
The Demon Sect was raping young girls nearby, which forced Murong Lan to enter the black market in order to protect himself.
Unexpectedly, she was also targeted by people from the Demon Sect in the black market. In order to protect herself, she should have taken out the most precious item on her body, which is silk soft armor. As long as someone wants to buy soft armor and thinks that the person who buys soft armor urgently needs soft armor, she will secretly remind her , forcing buyers out of the black market.
Finally, she used soft armor and spirit stones as temptations to force the person who bought the software to escort her back to the sect.
"Fellow Daoist Murong seems to be looking down on me. I am of low strength and am only at the second level of Qi Refining. I cannot protect you back to the sect. You should find someone else."
Now that he has guessed what happened, Chen Yuan will not foolishly protect someone who has nothing to do with him.
He does need soft silk armor for protection, but it's not an urgent need yet.
"Add another low-grade magic weapon!"
Seeing Chen Yuan was about to leave, Murong Lan spoke again.
"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to say more. Even if you take out a high-grade magic weapon, I will not provoke the Heavenly Demon Sect. As for how you return to the sect, it has nothing to do with me."
The pace quickened, and Chen Yuan left the ruined temple ruthlessly.
Now that he has bought all the items he needs, he must refine elixirs and make talismans as soon as possible to increase his strength to the third level of Qi refining.
Although it is not too far from Leisure City to Tingxi Bamboo Garden, you still need to climb a few hills.
This is the third time that Chen Yuan has been intercepted and killed. He really doesn't understand why there are always people thinking about him since he left Maple Leaf City. First it was Guo Hao, then the fat and thin monk a day ago, and now the people of Tianmo Sect are also thinking about him. Targeted him.
"Chen Yuan, I didn't expect us to meet again. Will you take the initiative to hand over the silk soft armor, or will you let us two brothers do it?"
After leaving the black market, the monks in the "Blood Demon Pavilion" also took off their disguises, and one of the two people in front of them was an acquaintance, Tong Dawei, who had chased Liu Muyun to Maple Leaf City that day.
"I really didn't expect it. However, I don't have the soft silk armor you call me. Fellow Taoist Tong has found the wrong person."
I fought against Tong Dawei once, and he was really a useless guy. He mastered the yellow-level medium-level magic Huoluan Shu, but was scared away by Chen Yuan's two-headed talisman.
If he meets him again today, Chen Yuan is confident that he can be defeated with one move. As for the other person, as long as he is not stronger than the demonized black-clothed monk that day, he can also win easily.
"Since Fellow Daoist Chen is stubborn, don't blame me and I for being rude."
While talking, Tong Dawei and Tong Dawei came towards Chen Yuan at the same time. Tong Dawei still used the Fire Luan Technique that he was best at, while the other person used a second-grade talisman.
The power of the Fire Luan Technique was much stronger than the Fire Ball Technique, but Chen Yuan didn't pay too much attention and allowed the Fire Luan Bird in the air to fly towards him.
What he is most worried about now is the talisman used by another monk.
The talisman seemed ordinary, but it gave Chen Yuan a dangerous feeling.
"The ground...sinked!"
As Chen Yuan perceived, the power of the talisman was indeed extraordinary. Since it was neither an offensive talisman nor a defensive talisman, it was an auxiliary talisman.
When the talisman approached Chen Yuan, the ground beneath Chen Yuan's feet sank instantly like softened mud, making it impossible for Chen Yuan to stand upright.
When Chen Yuan sank two feet underground, the flamingo bird in the air also came closer.
Just hearing a bird chirping, a torrent of flames ignited where Chen Yuan was.
"Brother Li, the cooperation between you and me is really perfect. I use the Earth Trapping Talisman to force the opponent to stand unsteady, and finally I use my Fire Luan Technique to attack with all my strength. No matter whether the opponent is at the third or fourth level of Qi Refining, he cannot escape."
Tong Dawei was overjoyed and waited quietly to collect the treasure.
It has to be said that the cooperation between Tong Dawei and Tong Dawei does have merit. With their attack method, they can easily take down any first or second level Qi Refining monk who does not have any treasures.
But Chen Yuan is different. He has many treasures to protect himself. Not long ago, he spent fifty spiritual stones to buy a low-grade turtle shell-shaped defensive magic weapon on the black market.
The moment the trapping talisman took effect, Chen Yuan took out the magic weapon and used it to protect the top of his head.
So when the fire bird approached, it just burned on the turtle shell and did not hurt Chen Yuan at all.
"Have you finished using your methods? If you don't have follow-up measures, then it's my turn to take action."
Chen Yuan's cold words came from the fire, which shocked Tong Dawei and others.
"Run away!"
Although Tong Dawei is a monk of Tianmo Sect, his methods are indeed limited, and Fire Luan Technique is already his best trick.
Being intercepted and killed for no reason, how could Chen Yuan let the two of them go? When he opened his mouth to speak, the golden sword talisman and the silver flying knife had already been thrown out by him.
"Second-grade golden sword talisman, plus a low-grade magic weapon? Tong Dawei, who is this person? You and I are no match for such a treasured person. You are trying to harm me."
The monk who used the trapping talisman turned pale instantly when he saw the silver flying knife behind him. He quickly released his spiritual energy and formed a protective spiritual shield in front of him.
However, he was only at the second level of Qi Refining, without any external blessing, how could he withstand the power of a low-grade magic weapon?
