"What do you mean..." the old man asked tentatively.
"This little guy may be proficient in the method of drawing talismans." The beautiful shopkeeper continued, "He has reshaped his Dantian and is proficient in refining weapons. He is more likely to be proficient in the method of drawing talisman. He either became a disciple of an expert or encountered a great opportunity. No matter where it is, Any one of them is worth our efforts to win over.”
"Deacon Xiao is far-sighted, but his subordinates are not thinking well." The old man suddenly understood and hurriedly bowed and said.
"Go and apply for a batch of blood cinnabar with the family."
"yes."
The old man bowed and stepped back.
Mengxian said that this girl was not simple, and it was true. She made a general guess based on just a few points.
Look at Nie Yuan again.
At this moment, Nie Yuan was wearing a black robe and running quickly in one direction.
Since you can’t buy it on the market, go to the black market.
At this moment, Nie Yuan was heading towards the black market in Muluo City.
Half an hour later, Nie Yuan arrived at the entrance of the black market.
Before walking in, there was a gust of wind blowing from the entrance, bringing with it a cold feeling.
Nie Yuan pressed the black robe a little closer, and Tian Wen behind him also put it into the storage bag and walked straight into it.
Although the black market belongs to Tokugawa City, it is not under the control of the government.
It’s not that the government doesn’t want to take care of it, it’s that it can’t.
It's a mixed bag of good and bad, most of the transactions are shady, and the people are extremely ruthless.
Various forces are entrenched in it, and it is complicated, and there are also many external forces.
If the government wants to intervene in the investigation, it will provoke a big guy.
Let alone escape from it by then, it's a matter of whether you can survive or not.
When Nie Yuan stepped into the black market, his eyes suddenly dimmed. The light here was obviously much dimmer than outside, and there was an indescribable smell in the air, which made people feel uncomfortable.
It is indeed a black market, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, just in this area, there are countless auras.
Therefore, Nie Yuan will restrain his aura and walk very carefully, looking for both the blood cinnabar and the treasure.
Of course, these tasks must be completed by Mengxian. He has never seen it before, and he may not recognize the blood cinnabar if it is placed in front of him.
Along the way, there were countless stalls next to each other, all of which were displaying strange things, most of which Nie Yuan had never seen before.
Occasionally, you can see a group of mysterious people whispering and discussing something in front of the stall.
Nie Yuan knew that this was a bargain.
"Xiao Xianxian, have you found the blood cinnabar?"
Nie Yuan couldn't help but ask, it's been a long time since I came here, and I haven't learned anything yet. I'm so scared.
Along the way, he met most of the monks he couldn't defeat.
"Looking for it."
"What about baby?"
"also not."
Mengxian replied impatiently, "I'm so annoyed when I can't find something, why do you keep asking? I'm asking my mother to go on strike."
Seeing Mengxian's tone, Nie Yuan didn't ask any more questions. He knew that Mengxian was not in a good mood.
As a woman, there are always a few days every month when you feel unhappy and nothing happens.
Nie Yuan continued to wander around the dim black market, but he really wanted to stop in front of the stalls and take a look at these strange things.
But he didn't dare, because he was afraid that just by looking at it, he would make the stall owner anxious and kill him with one move.
After all, killing someone is a very common thing in the black market.
"Nie Yuan, we found the blood cinnabar." Suddenly, Mengxian's voice sounded in his mind.
"Where, where is the blood cinnabar?"
As soon as he heard the blood cinnabar, Nie Yuan shook his head and looked around as if he was possessed.
"Don't look blindly, the old boy in front of you is right at your feet." Mengxian reminded.
Nie Yuan looked in the direction Mengxian said.
I saw an old man with a gray beard sitting cross-legged in front of the stall, with a jar as big as a bowl placed at his feet.
Presumably it contained the blood cinnabar he needed.
Nie Yuan was about to walk onto the pavement, but was stopped by Mengxian's words: "This old boy is extraordinary."
"I know, it's not my first day out here."
This old man doesn't have a trace of spiritual power fluctuations around his body, but he can have a foothold in this black market. Even fools know that he is extraordinary.
After saying that, Nie Yuan walked to the stall and squatted down, stretched out his hand and grabbed the tin can at the feet of the old man with a gray beard.
Just when he was about to touch the tin can, he was clamped by a withered hand.
The gray-bearded old man grabbed Nie Yuan's arm, his eyes narrowed, and then said: "This thing is not for sale."
"No, sir, just sell it to me. The price is negotiable."
Nie Yuan didn't want to miss this jar of blood cinnabar, and he didn't want to make the old man anxious, so he was very careful with what he said.
If it had been left outside, it would have started barking like an old bastard.
"It has nothing to do with price." The old man with a gray beard said calmly.
Seeing the old man's resolute attitude, Nie Yuan had no choice but to sigh and prepare to leave. Meng Xian had already said that this old man was extraordinary and if he continued to pester him, he would definitely be angry.
This jar of blood cinnabar is destined not to belong to him.
"It's not impossible to sell it to you, as long as you help me."
Just when Nie Yuan stood up to leave, the old man suddenly spoke.
Hearing that there was a door, Nie Yuan hurriedly turned around, but then said doubtfully: "The junior has a low cultivation level, how can he help the senior."
The old man with a gray beard rolled up the sleeve of his left arm without any disguise, revealing a withered arm.
It was wrapped with traces of black air, which seemed to be alive, constantly moving around on the arm.
"This is……"
Nie Yuan was shocked, he had never seen such a scene.
"This is a witchcraft. I accidentally entered a forbidden area in my early years and accidentally contaminated it. It has been devouring my livelihood these years." The old man with a gray beard sighed, "This curse can only be condensed with flames. I think there is something in my little friend's body. A decent flame, hence this request.”
Upon hearing this, Nie Yuan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he became wary of what the old man's background was.
His aura was extremely restrained, how did he know that he had flames?
"Little friend, don't be nervous. I have a gift of supernatural power, so I can only feel it when I touch my little friend." Seeing that Nie Yuan was wary, the old man with a gray beard explained.
Nie Yuan did not speak, but turned his gaze to Mengxian.
Seeing that he was still in a bad mood, he felt relieved. If there was a danger of exceeding his limit, Mengxian would definitely be more anxious than him.
"I don't know how the juniors can help the seniors."
"Send the flames and practice this witchcraft."
"it's here?"
"No, please come with me, little friend."
"Xiao Xianxian, can you follow me?" Nie Yuan turned his attention to Mengxian again.
"Follow me, we can't run away anyway." Mengxian said casually, not forgetting to ruffle her hair.
"What the hell?"
"This old boy is not as strong as the one at home, Xiaoyao Realm."
"I……"
Nie Yuan was dumbfounded for a moment, why didn't you tell me earlier for such a powerful man? If you want to say it, I won't even come forward to talk to you.
Mengxian paid no attention to Nie Yuan, as if he didn't ask any questions.
"Don't be afraid. With his strength, if he wanted to do anything to you, you would have died long ago." Mengxian said again, "Now that he is speaking politely to you, it is obvious that he has no harmful intentions for you."
After listening to Mengxian's words, Nie Yuan took the Anxin Pill and was no longer so scared.
That's right, if this old man really had any thoughts about himself, he wouldn't be able to stand here and talk at this moment.
"Little friend?"
Seeing Nie Yuan stunned for a long time, the old man with gray beard couldn't help but ask.
