Chapter 193: The dimly lit place (Part 2)
(Not revised yet, will read again tomorrow!)
Outer disciples regularly conduct large-scale "black market transactions" every year, usually at the turn of the seasons. On the one hand, the sect conducts assessments on the disciples within the sect every quarter, and another important reason is that these outer sect disciples complete various sect tasks on weekdays. In addition to receiving meager rewards and contribution points, they want It is actually very difficult to obtain any treasure by going out and encountering adventures.
The strength of the outer sect disciples is generally not high, and they have not reached the chivalrous realm. After all, the disciples who can enter the chivalrous realm must have entered the inner sect. Therefore, this 'black market', which is mainly open to outer disciples, is not held very frequently. On the contrary, those inner sect disciples and elite disciples, because they often travel around the world, have much more opportunities than these outer sect disciples who are generally younger.
But the black market is a black market. Although the audience is a group of outer sect disciples, the sellers are all kinds of people. Those inner sect disciples who occasionally earn money from outside and some precious spiritual objects that are not suitable for their use will also be sold here. But most of the time, they will not come in person, but entrust some familiar outer disciples. One of the important responsibilities of the alchemy boy and the book boy is to help the elders of the sect deal with the useless elixirs that have been refined. 'The latter other darlings.
The so-called "waste medicine" only means that the efficacy of the medicine cannot meet the initial expectations, but it does not mean that it is useless! Even if most of the elixirs are exhausted, the true energy contained in them is still stronger than the "Spirit-Absorbing Pills" distributed by ordinary masters!
Located on an isolated peak not far from the black market, there is a young girl standing on it. Looking at her back, she has a graceful figure. Even if her skin is covered by a long black skirt, she can't hide her luster like jade! She was holding a piece of bamboo in her hand, which looked like a bamboo flute and was extremely green. The girl had her hands behind her back, and the bamboo flute was close to her lower back, outlining a moving curve between it and the hem of her skirt.
"This girl, why are you back so soon?" The girl's voice was very pleasant, as clear as a mountain spring.
Not long after, a petite figure appeared in the bamboo forest below the lonely peak. She was also wearing a dark blue dress, but her height and figure were very petite, which could not hold up the outfit. Coupled with her 'small round face' like a porcelain doll, she gave people a kind of... The feeling of endearment.
"Senior Sister Ye, I'm back!" The round-faced girl said aggrievedly with a cry in her voice.
Apparently, the girl standing on the solitary peak holding a bamboo flute was the "Senior Sister Ye" in the round-faced girl's mouth. When she heard the other party crying, Senior Sister Ye couldn't help but ask: "Jin Tuan'er, you What's wrong?"
When the round-faced girl with tears stained her face heard the other party's message, she could no longer hold back her grievances. She curled up her lips and started crying. While sobbing, she recounted her encounter with Yi Xifeng.
At first, Senior Sister Ye looked calm. She seemed to know this girl named "Jin Tuan" very well. It would be a matter of time before someone with her temperament would be deceived on the black market. If you think about it in your own shoes, whoever cheats you will regret it!
But when she heard that this "abominable" fair little Taoist priest actually took away the sachet she gave to the round-faced girl, Senior Sister Ye couldn't help but murmured: "To put it this way, he is really a hateful person." guy."
Jintuan saw that his young lady recognized him for a rare moment, and she even spoke a few more words. Although she was not very bright at times, she was very good at learning how to speak!
"What? You said this guy told you that taking the sachet away was an added bonus to the business? Or was it to help you get more contributions from the sect?"
Jin Tuan, who had a round face, blinked his big eyes and reviewed Yi Xifeng's remarks about the 'teacher's contribution' and 'gold and silver depreciation' in general, then nodded and said: "Yes! That's what he said. ! Too abominable!”
Senior Sister Ye slowly turned around from the lonely peak and looked down at the round-faced girl below. At this time, the bright moon in the sky finally illuminated her face. What caught her eye was not the 'peerless face' she had imagined, but the 'peerless face' she had imagined. It's a cold silver mask.
"Yeah, it's so abominable." A light voice came from behind the mask.
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"Ah sneeze!"
Yi Xifeng sneezed heavily, and several outer disciples around him glanced at him with disgust on their faces...
Warriors like them who practice martial arts, especially the disciples of the Zhenwu Dao Hall who practice the "Chun Yang Pulse Movement Technique", rarely get sick. The Yang attribute essence itself has the effect of cultivating the essence and strengthening the foundation. Coupled with the blessing of various elixirs in the sect, it is really difficult to get sick.
Yi Xifeng rubbed his itchy nose. He didn't pay attention to the looks of the people around him, but murmured to himself: "Damn, someone said bad things about me again!"
Then he spotted a jade pendant and leaned over.
"Brother, what are you selling?" Yi Xifeng looked at the stall. Sitting in front of this stall was a young man wearing a Xuanqing Taoist robe. He looked to be about twenty years old, and he was considered older among the outer disciples. However, Yi Xifeng was still keenly aware that this person's level of strength should be at the level of the chivalrous person, and it was not just the first level of the chivalrous level.
"Don't worry about what you are selling. Do you have what I want?" The young man did not raise his eyes to look at Yi Xifeng, but said calmly.
Yi Xifeng raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: So crazy? Either he is really capable, or he is a big-tailed wolf!
"Oh? Then tell me, what do you want?" Although he was complaining in his heart, he still asked.
This time the young man didn't even say anything. He raised his finger and pointed to an inconspicuous sign on the side, which read: only for exchange, not for sale, sword and wound medicine!
Seeing these eight words, a smile escaped Yi Xifeng's lips. This young man is really interesting. He knows that the most sought-after items on the black market this time are "weapons" and "injury medicine", and he specifically offers to buy these.
However, the other party is probably not stupid. He knows that these two items have been overpriced recently, so he simply exchanges them without selling them.
As the saying goes, if there is no business... there will be no taking advantage...
He avoided the risks very well.
"Haha, brother, you have a vicious eye! Don't tell me, I really have this thing." As he said that, Yi Xifeng took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a red pill, and held it in the palm of his hand.
"This is..." The young man looked up this time, but he did not stay for a moment on Yi Xifeng's face, but stared straight at the red pill.
"An Gong Qixia Pill!" Yi Xifeng replied with a smile.
There was a flash of light in the young man's eyes. Although he hid it well, he was still caught by Yi Xifeng.
"This thing of yours comes from an irregular source and I won't accept it!"
