"I know I know, second aunt, don't cry." Shen Yuhe took out her handkerchief and wiped Zhu Yulan's tears, her eyes flushed a little with her sensationalism.

It's okay for her not to speak, and wish Yulan to cry even harder when she speaks.

"Second aunt, can I trouble you to run with us for a day today. I will give you this relic soul bead as hard work." Mu Hanyan took out a relic soul bead and handed it to Zhu Yulan.

"Really, really give it to me?" Zhu Yulan's eyes lit up. Before Mu Hanyan could answer, she grabbed the relic soul orb in her hand.

Then I was so happy that my mouth couldn't close, and my tears seemed to close the box door instantly, and there was no drop of it.

Mu Hanyan and others are all black lines, the second aunt Shen Yuhe, talent, amazing! If it weren't for the tears on her face and a few teardrops on her chin, she couldn't believe that she was the one who was crying just now.

"Hehe, let the priest laugh. Don't think I am snobbish. I can't help it. Is it easy for me to do things like this? If not..." Zhu Yulan realized that she had acted too much, and she was a little embarrassed. , Began to babble and explain again.

Mu Hanyan and the others turned their heads at the same time, too lazy to care about her, and Shen Yuhe was so ashamed that he couldn't wait to find a hole to drill down.

...

Under Zhu Yulan’s leadership, in only one morning, Mu Hanyan visited more than a dozen chambers of commerce. Unfortunately, in the end only two medicinal materials were found, and the price was not cheap. Each plant was worth millions. , It is said that the ones that don’t have are more expensive. Of course Mu Hanyan couldn't spend so much money. Fortunately, there weren't many places where these two medicinal materials could be used, and there was no time to buy them after selling the relic soul beads.

It was already noon when he walked out of the chamber of commerce. Mu Hanyan once again rejoiced how wise it was to take Zhu Yulan out. If she hadn’t been there, he wouldn’t know when he would be fooled by those unscrupulous merchants. It is estimated that two days will not be finished.

It seems that shopkeeper Ding is right. Even if he searched all the chambers of commerce in Tianyang City, he couldn't collect the 30-odd medicinal materials. He randomly found a place to have lunch and asked Zhu Yulan to take them to the black market. go with.

Tianyang City has five floors from the inside to the outside. The black market will be on the outermost floor. It is surrounded by dilapidated houses in a circle. In the middle is a bazaar. Most of the things sold are worthless medicinal herbs. Magnolia led the way, and Mu Hanyan couldn't think of this as the black market.

Two casually dressed middle-aged men squatted lazily at the gate of the market to soak up the sun. They looked similar to ordinary people, but with Mu Hanyan’s powerful spiritual consciousness, it was easy to feel the spiritual power fluctuations in the two of them. Obviously it is the guard of the black market, and it is not an ordinary guard, the priest's cultivation base should not be weak.

Zhu Yulan talked with the two in a low voice, and they seemed to be acquaintances.

When dealing with those chambers of commerce before, Mu Hanyan discovered that Zhu Yulan was pungent and pungent, and the personal relationship was not bad. Now that she has friendships with people in the black market, she has a high regard for her.

"Let's go in, it just so happens that the big shopkeeper is also there. This kind of business is better for him, and it is not easy to cause trouble." After a while, Zhu Yulan walked over and said to Mu Hanyan in a low voice, obviously still worried about leaking the wind. There is nothing wrong with it.

While talking, she took out a few masks and distributed them to everyone.

"Is it useful to bring this?" Mu Hanyan looked at the pig head mask in his hand, a little bit dumbfounded, how could this be the same as playing.

Since it is a black market, it is inevitable that prohibited items will be sold. It is naturally necessary to conceal one's identity. However, she really doesn't believe that such a mask can have much effect. It is easy to find out if she wants to investigate.

"Of course there is no use, but there are some things that can be done in private, but can't be said on the face. As long as they are not seen by others, no one can find out." Zhu Yulan explained.

"That's right." Mu Hanyan put on the mask. Everyone knows about buying black and selling black, but it's not good to be too blatant.

"Be careful when you see the big shopkeeper in a while. I heard that he has a bad temper. Last time, a young man from the priest of the Qingning Temple didn’t know his details. He bought and sold on the black market and was beaten by him. I threw it out with severed hands and feet, and didn't even dare to put a fart afterwards." Zhu Yulan reminded me as he walked in with a few cow head horse noodles and pig head.

"Well, I see." Mu Hanyan responded. Having heard about the background of the black market, she would naturally not cause trouble to herself.

As he was talking, a man wearing a mouse mask sneaked past his side.

"Hey, that person looks familiar." Shen Yuhe whispered looking at the person's back.

"It seems to be Long Wudang." Sikong Qinglan said.

"It's him." Mu Hanyan said affirmatively.

If they changed someone else, they might not recognize him so quickly, but this guy went to the Huayu Temple a few times, and everyone hated him so much, it was easy to recognize his back.

"Would you like to beat him quietly?" Ling Baobab said eagerly.

Coming to the Continent of Gods, the violent factor in this guy's body seemed to have been activated, and he wanted to play a black hand at every turn. Of course, it might be his nature, but he didn't find a chance to show it before in the Saint Continent.

This is also due to the difference in cultivation methods between the Saint Continent and the Continent of the Gods. The Saint Continent's cultivation strength, even the low-rank priests can burst out powerful attack power, and the pure strength can't take advantage of the swordsman. , Unless the natural divine power is astonishing or possessing magical tools such as the blood shield of the Underworld God like Mu Hanyan, it can increase the absolute power several times and dozens of times.

And the priests of the Continent of Gods cultivate spiritual power, and the speed at which they can perform magical skills is slower than that of sword skills. The lower the strength, the more obvious it is. This also gives martial arts a place to use martial arts. As long as the martial arts are subtle and the body is strong enough, With sheer power, it can also contend with lower priests.

"Don't cause trouble." Mu Hanyan actually wanted to teach Long Wudang a lesson, and even dared to let his eldest brother come forward. He hadn't settled the account at Tianyang Temple yesterday.

But considering Zhu Yulan's reminder, she didn't want to cause trouble on the black market.

"Finally met this kid, it's a pity that it didn't make him suffer a bit by the way." Ling Baobao said regretfully.

"I'll talk later." Mu Hanyan said coldly, staring at Long Wudang's back.

Miss Mu never thought that she was a person who must be retributed, but that there were grievances and revenges, um... it seemed to have almost the same meaning as a retribution.