Seven days later, Liang Yan left the house of the Wenxiang Chamber of Commerce and walked into a remote alley on the way.

When he came out again, he was already a middle-aged man with an ordinary figure and a sallow complexion.

When Cangnan Mountain was discussing Daoism, Liang Yan refined the Tianji Monument, which not only made the Tianji Orb more complete, but also obtained the activation method of this strange treasure.

Now under the cover of the Tianji Orb, even monks in the Tribulation Realm can hardly see through his disguise technique, and only the monks who are sanctified can see the flaws.

Liang Yan went to the dark market, of course it was impossible to show his true face to others. After changing his appearance, he even covered up his breath, and then he followed Li Xiran's information and went to the dark market in the north of the city.

The City Lord's Mansion of Guangling City is also in the north of the city. When Liang Yan came here and looked from a distance, he saw a magnificent white palace surrounded by hundreds of monks patrolling, all of whom were above the Gathering Yuan Realm.

The entire City Lord's Mansion is guarded by a hidden formation, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Even a cultivator at the Profound Realm would find it difficult to sneak into it without anyone noticing.

But Liang Yan's trip was not to go to the City Lord's Mansion.

He turned around at the end of the street, climbed over a broken stone wall, and disappeared.

The dark market, a hidden trading place, its entrance is hidden under the stone wall. It's just that people with insufficient realm can't find the entrance of the passage at all. Only when the cultivation level reaches above the Golden Core Realm can the seal of the entrance be opened and enter the dark market.

Liang Yan passed through a teleportation channel and came to a dark underground palace in an instant.

Standing at the entrance of the palace were two monks wearing black cloaks. They couldn't see their faces or cultivation.

Liang Yan sized it up for a while, then stepped up.

"Fellow Daoist, this is a dark market. No matter where you come from or what your status is, don't make trouble here, and you must bear all the consequences of the transaction yourself, do you understand?" one of the monks asked.

"Understood." Liang Yan nodded and said lightly.

"Put this on." Another doorkeeper cultivator handed over a black cloak, which was exactly the same as the one they were wearing.

Liang Yan took the cloak and found that it could block other people's spiritual detection, making it impossible for others to see his own appearance and cultivation.

Although he had the secret pearl on his body, he still wore the cloak on his body.

Seeing this, the two monks took a step back each, making way for Liang Yan.

There are dark market rules in the dark market. Here, invitations will not be distributed widely, and your background will not be asked. The only requirement is that your cultivation level is high enough. Only those who have reached the Golden Core Realm can participate in this exchange meeting.

And those who can break the seal of the entrance must at least have the cultivation base of Jindan Realm, that is to say, if they can see these two gatekeepers, they have already obtained the qualification to enter the arena, and they will not have any obstacles.

Liang Yan didn't say much. As soon as he put on the cloak, he pushed open the gate of the palace and stepped into it.

In the palace, it is magnificent and magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings.

Just now there was a formation to cover it outside, but only when we entered inside did we realize that the entire palace was built on a surging underground river.

Above the river, there are nine winding corridors, golden bridges and jade stones, pavilions and pavilions. Every small pavilion in the river is a separate small trade fair.

Cultivators in twos and threes shuttled through the corridors and the golden bridge. They were all wearing black cloaks, and their faces could not be seen clearly. They were obviously all monks who had come to participate in this dark market.

In addition to these monks wearing black cloaks, there are also monks in red costumes scattered outside the pavilions. It seems that they should be the people placed here by the City Lord's Mansion, responsible for maintaining the order of the entire dark market.

Liang Yan's gaze swept around, and finally landed on a large square in the middle of the river.

The largest number of monks gathered there, five or six hundred people, and there was a booth in the middle, on which there was a graceful female nun, who was smiling and said:

"Dear friends, thank you for participating in this exchange meeting. Not much to say, here is a place for everyone to display treasures. Whether you want to trade spirit stones or exchange resources, you can show them on stage. If you still want to To discuss in private, you can make an appointment alone in a nearby pavilion, surrounded by magic circles to ensure that your transactions will not be eavesdropped by anyone."

Her voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the palace, even a monk like Liang Yan who had just entered the door could hear it clearly.

"This dark market is a bit interesting..."

Liang Yan pondered for a while, then stepped directly onto the bridge and walked towards the square in the middle.

At this moment, some monks couldn't bear it any longer. A tall, thin, long-armed and long-legged monk jumped onto the booth, and said to everyone, "Everyone, let's throw bricks and attract jade first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a cloth bag from his arms and opened the mouth of the bag a thin slit.

A group of black clouds emerged from it, and everyone present heard the buzzing sound. Many people were surprised and all looked intently.

Liang Yan had "Babu Yanyuan" with him, and he just glanced at it casually, and it was clear that it was not a black cloud, but a large black flying insect gathered together.

"Scorpion bug!"

Someone in the field recognized it and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Friendly Taoist, yes, this is the scorpion bug!"

The monk on the stage laughed and said: "The tail of the scorpion worm is highly poisonous, which can corrode the flesh and bones of the monk. Even a physical cultivator at the Golden Core level, facing so many scorpion worms, would not dare to attack him directly! "

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the audience whispered, and many people were already moved and began to secretly evaluate the price of this item.

"Everyone, don't miss this opportunity! I don't want much. I only need two 'Star Bamboos' to exchange for this bag of scorpion worms in my hand!" The tall man asked for a price.

As soon as the words were finished, there was another commotion underneath. Many people shook their heads repeatedly, obviously a little disappointed.

You must know that although the scorpion worm is good, the star bamboo is also a very rare thing. Although many monks present are attracted to the scorpion worm, it seems that no one can get the "star bamboo", and they are destined to miss this thing.

The tall monk on the stage saw everyone's reactions and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

He waited for a long time, but no one answered, so he sighed softly, put all the scorpions back in his bag, and prepared to leave the stage.

At this moment, someone suddenly said: "Fellow Daoist, wait a minute."

The tall monk stood his ground, looked down, and stopped on one of the monks.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have 'Star Bamboo'?"

"No."

The monk at the bottom simply shook his head and said: "Although I don't have 'Star Bamboo', I have other treasures. If it's just for refining, the effect is similar to that of 'Star Bamboo'. If you are interested, You might as well go to the pavilion to have a private chat with me."

"Can."

The tall man on the stage nodded, turned around and got off the booth, and entered a pavilion on the river with the monk.

There are restrictions on the outside of these gazebos, which can block the detection of spiritual consciousness. Among the monks present, although there are still many people who are interested in "Scorpio insects", after seeing them enter the gazebo, they can only shake their heads and let it go .

After all, the force behind this dark market is the City Lord's Mansion, and no one will easily challenge the rules here.

The auction in the dark market was held normally, one after another the monks came to the booth, and all kinds of treasured magic weapons, medicine pills, natural materials and earthly treasures were displayed. Some were treasures from the Golden Core Realm, some were materials from the Profound Realm, and even treasures from monks from the Transformation Tribulation Realm appeared, pushing the auction to a climax.

During this process, Liang Yan stayed in the audience, quietly, without saying a word.

Although there were many treasures on display on the stage, most of them could not catch his eyes. The few good ones were not in line with the skills he had practiced, or the price of the transaction exceeded expectations, so he never bid.

In fact, in the final analysis, the only purpose of his trip is the holy spirit of the mountains and rivers.

It's a pity that after waiting for so long, all kinds of treasures came to the stage one by one, but I still didn't see what I wanted.

After working like this for half a day, just when Liang Yan was getting impatient, a tall and fat man walked up to the booth.

This person didn't wear a black cloak, and he didn't seem to mind. He showed his appearance in front of everyone. He was a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears, and a simple and honest face.

"There is something next, I wonder if you are interested."

The big fat man went up to the booth and said with a chuckle: "The Nine Heavens Dragon sings, the mountains and rivers are clear and turbid, the world is opened, and the eternity will never fade!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally noisy meeting room immediately fell silent. Most of the monks looked at each other in blank dismay, and few seemed to understand what he said.

After a while, someone asked in an uncertain tone: "The treasure your Excellency mentioned, could it be..."

"Haha, stop!"

The big fat man laughed, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, it's good that you know it in your heart. You don't need to say it. I only trade this thing with people who are destined. Anyone who is interested can come to the pavilion with me."

After leaving this sentence, the big fat man turned around and flew towards a gazebo on the river without looking back, regardless of whether the people present understood or not.

Below the booth, everyone was silent for a moment. Some people sneered at this, thinking that the big fat monk was playing tricks, but some people got their thoughts, and flew to the small pavilion regardless of whether they understood what the other party said or not.

Liang Yan pondered for a moment, a gleam flashed in his eyes, he also performed the magic formula, and flew down outside the gazebo.

When he walked into the pavilion, he found that the space inside was not small. At this time, dozens of monks had already entered, and the fat monk was sitting behind a stone table, looking at everyone with a smile.

Although this person is friendly and smiling, as a monk, no one likes to be scrutinized by others, especially in this environment.

Among the many monks who came in, there was an anxious one who shouted: "Your Excellency, don't play tricks anymore, what treasures are there, why don't you take them out and have a look!"

"Hehe, you are impatient!"

The big fat man smiled and sighed: "It's a pity, I don't want to sell this treasure to you, I'd better ask fellow Taoists to go out and rest!"

As soon as the words fell, he raised his hand and pointed, and before the person could react, all the meridians in his body were sealed, and the whole person flew outward, "Plop!" and fell into the water.

Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help being a little startled. Although this big fat man looked smiling on the surface, his cultivation was not bad at all!

You know, the monks who can enter this dark market must at least have the cultivation base of the Golden Core Realm, and the big fat man just moved his finger and blasted the other party out of the pavilion!

Although he didn't suffer any injuries, but the disparity in strength between the two sides shows that the big fat man in front of him at least has the cultivation of the Tong Xuan Realm.

"Hehe, there is one less fly, and it is much quieter now."

The big fat man patted his belly and said with a smile, "I forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Wang. You can just call me Fatty Wang!"

He said this casually, but the people present couldn't take it seriously. One of them took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Wang, the poem you sang outside just now has a hidden mystery. The 'Sacred Qi of Mountains and Rivers' that lists the seven innate qi of good fortune?"

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes fell on the fat man, even Liang Yan was no exception, squinting his eyes at this moment, looking at this man quietly.

After a moment of silence, the fat man suddenly grinned, nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are right, I do have a bottle of Holy Spirit in my hand!"

As soon as he said this, many people in the pavilion immediately exclaimed.

"It's really holy spirit!"

"One of the seven innate qi, I never thought I'd be lucky enough to see it!"

"Wang Daoyou, where is the sacred energy of the mountains and rivers? Show us first?"

There was a lot of discussion in the pavilion. Those who spoke were all monks with a rather irritable personality, or those who had practiced in the sect all the year round and had little experience.

Those who often participate in auctions and have a calm personality did not speak out immediately at this time, but secretly asked the fat man through voice transmission to see what the other party wanted to exchange.

Liang Yan had been watching coldly, and didn't get involved right now.

"This person... is not simple."

Liang Yan thought to himself, although the other party was not wearing a black cloak, but he had just used the "Bodhi Mirror" in "Babu Yanyuan" to observe secretly for a while, but he couldn't see through this person's cultivation level.

If he didn't have secret treasures or exercises to hide his cultivation base~lightnovelpub.net~, then his cultivation base is extremely advanced.

Liang Yan has always acted cautiously. Facing such a secretive cultivator, even if he might have the Holy Spirit in his hands, he would not rashly approach him.

Instead of stepping forward, he stepped back a few steps and fell behind the crowd.

At this time, the big fat man laughed and said, "Dear friends, please be safe and don't be impatient. Wang said before that this treasure of mine is only sold to those who are destined. Treasure, I will not change it!"

After hearing this, all the monks in the pavilion looked at each other, and someone couldn't help asking:

"What is a predestined person?"

"hehe."

The big fat man chuckled, reached out and took out a palm-sized stone from his sleeve, and put it on the table.

"The person who can make my stone shine is Wang's destined person!"

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