In the darkness of the alley, Pei Xihe moved forward without any fluctuation of mana, but his aura changed all over his body, transforming into a Taoist nun in his early thirties, wearing a large gray robe.
The fox flicked its tail and transformed into a bird with white wings. It adjusted its aura to the late stage of the golden elixir. After all, it was always one person and one fox, which would arouse suspicion sooner or later.
She walked into the deepest part of the alley until a wall appeared in front of her.
The bricks and tiles that were supposed to be vermilion turned dark due to being corroded by the wind and sand. Pei Xihe raised his right hand, a faint spiritual light bloomed in the palm of his hand, and several dark red bricks on the wall flickered.
A little vermilion flame oozed out from each, and a little rune seemed to be floating in the center, connecting with each other to form a rune pattern.
Suddenly, the wall in front of her disappeared, replaced by a whirlpool-like passage. Helian Jiucheng stayed quietly on her shoulder in the posture of a white sparrow, following her into the passage.
Helian Jiucheng silently observed the fluctuations around him. This method looked like a space teleportation formation. It was somewhat similar, but different, it was shrinking.
Bai Que's eyes narrowed slightly, and he used the power of the formation to combine part of the space, shrinking thousands of miles into a very short distance, with the mysterious power of "shrinking the ground into an inch" as rumored.
Of course, it is somewhat mysterious, and the power of this formation is far less than that of "shrinking the ground into an inch."
A cultivator who can comprehend and comprehend "shrinking the earth into an inch" must have mastered its opposite magical power "so close to the end of the world". He has already mastered the avenue of space. The combination of the two magical powers can almost make the cultivator invincible in a battle of spells.
Although this formation was simple, the creator behind it was anything but ordinary. Helian Jiucheng had some thoughts in his heart, but in the end he did not delve into it. After all, this underground dark market had existed for a long time, and it was not for him, an outsider fox, to explore it. of.
As the passage came to the end, a quiet market appeared in front of Pei Xihe. When she stepped out, a rather large bamboo hat appeared on her head, with a pale white gauze attached to it. The swinging steps have the ability to isolate the mind from exploration.
As for the people walking around in the dark market, buyers and sellers all carry spiritual weapons that isolate the atmosphere, either masks, veils, or hoods.
These are the rules of the underground dark market. Buying and selling are free, anything you want can appear, and you can sell anything you want. However, you are not allowed to expose or explore the identity of others. Once you violate the rules, you will become the target of the market owner.
Pei Xihe followed that memory and walked towards a dark corner, where there was a businessman who created false identities for people.
After all, there will be some human monks who lose their identity certificates in the city lord's mansion for some reasons, or need to cover up their identities in multiple ways, and finally this kind of businessman comes into being.
She walked to a table. There was no light shining on the skyline of the underground black market. It seemed to be underground. Only an oil lamp hung in front of each stall selling goods.
This stall is in a corner, and a dim oil lamp makes it almost impossible to notice.
Pei Xihe knocked on the black wooden table, making three long and two short sounds. Under the shed where the stall was set up, an old man walked out of the darkness.
"Hey, I haven't had a guest for a long time. How is this guest doing?"
The old man's face was covered with a mask, and he looked like a Rakshasa ghost. His voice was hoarse. When he came out, he walked slowly, hunched over, and looked like an old man.
But who knows whether he is an old person whose vitality will be extinguished?
Pei Xihe manipulated the flesh and bones of his throat to move slightly, and another voice came out, which was quite delicate.
"Of course I'm here to find some skin for myself."
The old man laughed.
"Your Majesty, please know the rules here."
Pei Xihe spoke in a tone completely different from his own.
"Huh, of course I know, but I just killed a few people. Yueluo City suddenly revoked my identity certificate and issued a kill order, which is really annoying."
"Okay, I have inquired about it. You have 300,000 spiritual stones for a piece of leather here. Don't reveal the secret. I will cause trouble for you then."
Her voice was soft and soft, as if she was speaking softly and seductively, but there was a hint of coercion and murderous intent, so the old man did not become suspicious.
After all, there are too many such people, and the city's rules are too strict. Once they violate multiple laws, they will be caught and thrown into the city's secret prison, and their identity certificates will be revoked. Even if they escape, they will be unable to move forward.
Except for C-level cities that are unintentionally strict, cities with higher levels are particularly strict about this review.
He was already convinced by Pei Xihe's tone, not to mention that only a fool would not profit from the spiritual stone that was delivered to his door.
"Let me check and see what kind of thing I can make for the little lady, hahaha."
His voice was dry and hoarse, and his laughter was like pulling something rough and rubbing it to make a sound, which made people feel a pain in their ears.
Pei Xihe's expression under the bamboo hat never wavered.
Just for an instant, a dark golden light seemed to appear in his eyes, like a knife, cutting off the faint fluctuations in the void with unparalleled sharpness, and finally quickly dissipated.
She smiled and said: "Why, you damn ghost, you still want to see what I look like."
There was no gentleness in this smile, and it was full of murderous intent. He then said: "I don't know when the rules of the black market were broken for an old man like you?"
The old man was not afraid, or he was angry because of her words.
"The young lady's telepathy is so sharp that she can even detect my observation. But I didn't see it clearly and was cut off. It's easy to say, but you can't be careful in sailing a thousand-year-old ship."
"If I violate some taboos in this business, but I can't even protect the people above me, I naturally have to be careful and try to find out the details of every customer as much as possible. This black market owner also acquiesces."
Pei Xihe's eyes narrowed slightly, taboo, and she guessed that it might be people from the outside like them.
But did the black market owner acquiesce? The corners of her mouth beneath the veil curled up a little.
"Really? Then I'm going to ask the black market patrol team if their master has secretly allowed you to act like this?"
She took steps, as if she was about to leave this place, and the face under the old man's mask twitched. Unexpectedly, she was not able to frighten this female cultivator, who had extraordinary knowledge and courage.
He is in the early stage of becoming a god, and he has practiced telepathy skills. After a long period of accumulation, his telepathy power is stronger than his magic power. It is rare for practitioners who come here to detect his detection.
Even if you are aware of it, you will be wary of his strength and dare not act rashly. Unexpectedly, you encountered a thorn in the side today.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand."
When Pei Xihe turned back, the gauze swayed, and the old man could foresee the smile on his lips.
"One hundred thousand."
"Two hundred thousand!"
"One hundred thousand."
"You, 150,000."
"The patrol is right over there, one hundred thousand."
"make a deal!"
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