After eating, Ye Bai returned to Wanlianfang. Seeing that it was still early, he continued to practice the Hundred Styles of God's Fighting. When he was tired, he practiced inscriptions when he took a rest.
Time passed quickly, and when night came, Wan Ming also wandered back. He said hello to Feng Ying and took Ye Bai out.
As soon as the two of them left the mountain, Wan Ming took out a few masks and asked Ye Bai to choose one. People in the impermanent black market never showed their true colors.
Looking at the several masks in front of him, Ye Bai directly chose a white fox mask, and Wan Ming also put on a faceless man mask.
"These masks of ours have the function of isolating spiritual consciousness and preventing others from detecting it, so that we can go to the black market with peace of mind." Wan Ming smiled and took out the spirit boat and asked Ye Bai to follow.
Ye Bai also took out his spirit shuttle and chased after him, and the two of them soon arrived at a clearing in a deep mountain five hundred miles away.
At this time, Wan Ming asked Ye Bai to pick up the invitation he had given him before. He flipped his fingers and pinched the magic spell. The two people's invitations also burned. Soon, a halo appeared in front of them. Wan Ming raised his hand to signal. He followed and rushed in first.
After the two of them entered one after another, the halo slowly and quickly dissipated.
There are several entrances to the Impermanence Black Market scattered throughout the country, and it is a small black market. But the black market itself has many things that are known to the public.
As soon as Ye Bai entered, he saw a square stone gate with a height of more than ten feet. Right above it was engraved the words "Impermanent Black Market". There were also people wearing black and white masks looking like guards on both sides of the stone gate.
Wan Ming pulled Ye Bai who was still in a daze and went straight in. The guards on both sides ignored them.
Coming to the black market was not what Ye Bai had imagined. A spacious street came into view. There were small shops selling various products on both sides, and there were also some vendors with floor shops. The only similarity between them was that they all had strange shapes. mask.
There were many people coming and going, looking at the products they were interested in at various stalls.
"How about it? It's interesting! I'll show you around first to see if there's anything you like."
Wan Ming smiled, patted Ye Bai, who was already looking dazed, and walked forward.
"Senior brother, what are the main items in this impermanent black market?" Ye Bai asked as he walked.
"There are basically some Kung Fu books, spiritual materials and elixirs, magical treasures, talismans, etc. here, but they are not all complete. Whether you can find what you like depends on fate." Wan Ming explained to him in a low voice. Fan.
Not long after walking, Wan Ming pulled Ye Bai towards a store, which mainly sold some magic weapons and talismans. Wan Ming pointed to a spiritual mirror made of jade essence and asked: "How many spiritual stones?"
The shopkeeper was a slightly chubby man who wore a faceless mask like his senior brother. He smiled slightly and held out three fingers and said: "Three thousand low-grade spiritual stones without bargaining."
"My heart is so dark!" Wan Ming sighed.
Then he asked about the gourd that was a high-grade magic weapon next to him and asked about the price.
The stall owner glanced at it and said, "Do you want this one to be darker?"
Wan Ming shrugged and looked at other things indifferently. He walked around casually and asked about the price. The shop owner obviously didn't want to talk to them. He quoted the price a few times and ignored them. Wan Ming took it with him. Ye Bai left.
"Senior brother, you obviously don't want to buy anything, why do you want to go in?" Ye Bai saw that Wan Ming didn't really want to buy anything.
"When you first come in, you should first inquire about the selling prices of these people. If you want to sell or collect things later, you can also make a comparison. The prices on the black market are not static." Wan Ming also patiently explained to him the secrets.
"Can we also set up stalls in this black market?" Ye Bai then asked.
"Of course not everyone can set up a stall, but we all have our own circles and basically have some small gatherings for everyone to barter."
Wan Ming told him some secrets about the black market, and Ye Bai also wrote them down one by one.
"Senior brother, do you plan to go to the party after visiting the black market? Can I come with you?"
"I recommend you to go in. It won't be a big problem. They generally welcome newcomers. If you have something they need, they will like you even more."
Wan Ming continued: "Of course, sometimes you can be lucky and find some good things on the black market. It depends on your eyesight."
Ye Bai nodded and followed Wan Ming to relax physically and mentally.
The two came to a street stall. Ye Bai looked at the various Kung Fu books in front of him and was very interested. Wan Ming said hello to him and was going to go to the nearby shop to have a look. He asked Ye Bai to wait for him after reading. .
Ye Bai nodded and looked at various classics on the stall, including a preliminary explanation of formations and a complete collection of basic talismans.
The stall owner seemed to be a thin old man. Ye Bai didn't buy any of these things, so he could only read the first few pages to get a general idea.
The pages of these ancient books are still written in the characters of the Great Shang Dynasty. Thousands of years have passed between the Qin Dynasty and the Shang Dynasty, so the current writing is slightly different and simplified.
Ye Bai watched it carefully and could barely understand some words.
"How many spiritual stones are there for this initial understanding of the formation and this martial arts?" Ye Bai asked the stall owner directly.
During this time, he was basically able to write inscriptions, and Li Dongshan also gave him the basic magic circle he wrote himself and some insights.
However, although the spirit gathering array in the first explanation of the formation method was generally the same as the spirit gathering array given to him by the master, there were still some differences in details, which was why he was interested.
As for the martial arts book called Sandie Lang, it is quite an interesting martial arts book. Although it is only a yellow-level high-grade martial arts book, the superposition skills of the three-dimensional force in it are quite good.
"One book costs two thousand spiritual stones. If you buy two books together, it will count as three thousand spiritual stones for you." The stall owner replied casually.
"Normally, the initial explanation of the formation only costs a thousand spirit stones at most. Yours is too expensive. Let's give you a maximum of two thousand spirit stones with these two books." Ye Bai counter-offered.
"If you want to buy it or not, if you don't buy it, get out! Don't disturb my sleep." The stall owner said impatiently.
This also left Ye Bai helpless. This stall owner didn't play by common sense. Everyone else was trying to sell things, but this person just bought it or not, so he had no choice but to take out the spirit stone.
Just after putting the two books into the Najie, Ye Bai leaned against the wall and prepared to wait for his senior brother to come out.
At this moment, there was a sudden chaotic sound in the distance. Ye Bai turned around and saw two people with impermanence masks on their faces flying in the air, chasing a person with a black scarf on his face and thunder wrapped around his body. Running at an extremely fast speed.
"Stop, little thief! How dare you steal something from the Impermanence Black Market."
The guard chasing behind him roared angrily, and also called on the people around him to help intercept him.
But who would meddle in other people's business, and one look at this person told him that he was not easy to mess with, so he didn't react much.
Ye Bai naturally retreated quietly to the side, but at this moment the man ran towards him, which frightened him greatly.
Before he could react, the man was already close to him, and he instantly threw something, but it was not thrown to Ye Bai, but to the thin old man next to him.
Just when Ye Bai came back to his senses, the old man got the things and planned to break out and leave, but three people immediately appeared in front of them and blocked the way.
The leader had a ghost mask on his face, followed by two guards with impermanent masks. The leader did not waste any time and took action directly.
Several people soon started to fight together. Seeing that the two guards behind them were chasing after them, the old man threw something similar to a thunder bomb, and the explosive dust filled the sky and the other three were forced to retreat.
Thinking that it would be difficult to go out today, the old man quickly came to Ye Bai who was hiding aside, whispered something in his ear, and then pulled his accomplice to leave.
But unfortunately, everyone from Wuchang Black Market arrived and blocked their retreat.
The old man smiled and directly threw all the talismans on his body at the enemy, detonating all his magic weapons and spiritual weapons, hoping to create a way out for his accomplices.
"Let's go!"
The old man roared angrily and tried to push his companion away.
"Can you leave?"
A low groan sounded in the void, and the accomplice who was already very close to the door was directly grabbed by a void hand and unable to move.
The old man's eyes also dimmed. He didn't expect that even the old guy Zhao Wuji would come. The late Nascent Soul's cultivation was enough to suppress them. He just hoped that the boy could take the things away.
The old man himself reached his limit, and several guards next to him suppressed him instantly and lost their resistance.
"Fourth, are you injured?" Ye Bai, whose eyes were dull at this moment, only came back to his senses when he heard someone calling him.
Looking back, I found my senior brother with a worried look on his face. He smiled reluctantly and said, "I'm fine."
Ye Bai looked back at the old man lying on the ground unable to move, his eyes slightly tangled.
When the old man threw the thing to Ye Bai, he told him that if he asked him to help keep it for a while, he would be grateful.
It was obvious that this thing was a time bomb, but Ye Bai didn't dare to hand it over directly, who knew whether he would be regarded as an accomplice of the old man.
Seeing the two people being taken away, the man wearing the evil ghost mask also came out to comfort everyone. As for the person who took action in the void, he did not appear.
Not long after, the Wu Chang Black Market suddenly came under martial law, and all incoming customers had to be searched before leaving. It seemed that the search was extremely strict. If there was even the slightest suspicion, they would be detained by law enforcement. This also caused people who came to the Wu Chang Black Market to complain.
Ye Bai was a little worried when he heard the news. In the end, he thought that the worst he could do was put the things in Donghuang Space, and he would never be able to find them no matter what.
"Fourth, don't worry. No matter what, I've been here for so long. We have a secret passage when we go out."
Wan Ming saw Ye Bai's frown and thought he was afraid of being detained, so he offered words of comfort.
"Brother, let me ask! Do you think there is a possibility? Are you born with a strange kind of bad luck?" After Ye Bai calmed down, he teased Wan Ming next to him.
"Then do you think there is a possibility? Will you be beaten next second?"
Seeing that Wan Ming was about to pull his hair, Ye Bai decisively ran away in advance.
