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Chapter 6, Undercurrent

At night, Chen Hongyu put on his bamboo hat, went out and exited the room, and then walked towards a three-story attic in the middle of the black market.

At this time, monks were constantly entering the attic.

The first floor is the most ordinary auction pavilion, and the items auctioned are ordinary second-level cultivation resources.

Thinking of the auction rules mentioned by the female nun earlier, Chen Hongyu walked directly towards the entrance of the second floor.

"Senior, please verify your identity!" The qi-training guy at the entrance had a backing in the black market, so his expression was indifferent.

There are naturally divisions in the auction. If you want to go to the second level, you must either have a foundation-building level of cultivation, or you must have a huge sum of more than a thousand spirit stones.

However, the monks who usually go to the second floor still have both. After all, no ordinary Qi-training monk dares to come to the black market with such a huge sum of money.

I was accidentally targeted, and if I lost my spiritual stone, I was afraid I would lose my life as well.

Chen Hongyu removed his breath-containing technique, and the aura on his body was only slightly exposed, and the monk guarding him already knew that the person in front of him was a genuine foundation-building monk.

He immediately bowed and said, "Senior, please don't blame me. This is a black market rule and your qualifications must be verified!"

"No problem!" Chen Hongyu waved his hand, not paying attention, and walked straight upstairs.

When they got upstairs, they found that there were only about ten people sitting in the large two-story pavilion. Among them was a familiar figure, the one who left a mark on him.

Not long after, when the crowd was almost here, an old man came out dragging a tray.

"Today's first auction item is a third-level mid-grade magic weapon shield, which contains twenty-four magic prohibitions and can be used both offensively and defensively."

As he said that, the old man picked up the magic weapon, and as his magic power surged, he saw that the palm-sized shield instantly became one foot in size and cut a prepared third-level high-grade spiritual mine in half not far away.

Then, another person appeared and fired a spell, but it was easily blocked by a four-foot-sized shield.

Logically speaking, this shield itself is a third-level mid-grade product that can be used both offensively and defensively, and its starting price is only one thousand.

But most of the people present have been hanging around in Linglu County for many years, and they are very clear about the situation of Linglu County.

There are no Jindan families in Linglu County, only more than ten foundation-building families, and these ten families are divided into two factions. The Jilongshan black market was opened by one of the factions, and there are usually four or five foundation-building monks in charge.

As for the appearance and usage of this magic weapon, one can tell that it is the inheritance magic weapon of the Zhao family, another monk family in Linglu County.

This magical weapon will appear in the black market in Jilongshan. It is obvious that a monk from the Zhao family was intercepted and killed, so the person who intercepted and killed came to this black market to sell the stolen goods.

As the leader of a family alliance formed by monks from another sect, the Zhao family also has seven foundation-building monks in the family. If anyone is found to be using this magical weapon, there will be consequences.

Thinking of this, the monk who originally had thoughts about this magical weapon suddenly felt calm.

Although Chen Hongyu didn't know the specific reason, he didn't lack magical weapons, so he didn't take action.

For a while, there was no bidder for this magic weapon and it was rejected immediately.

Since this magic weapon, several more magic weapons and some third-level spiritual materials have appeared one after another, but unfortunately, there is nothing that he can like at all.

"That's right. The public market in Jilongshan and the black market behind the scenes have barely reached the size of a small market. We can't expect too much."

Thinking of this, Chen Hongyu became a little bored.

Several hours later, the auction finally ended, and Chen Hongyu returned to the inn with a depressed look.

The quality of this auction is actually good, but unfortunately, he does not need most of the auction items. In the end, he just bought a third-level talisman seal refining method. Looking back, he can not only learn it himself, but also enrich his family's talisman.

Seal reserve.

However, the monk he paid attention to actually took pictures of several magical weapons.

On the other side, several foundation-building monks were gathering in the guest room next to Chen Hongyu, and the monk who left a mark on him was also among them.

Cao Wenwei took off his bamboo hat, revealing a thin and sallow face, and looked at the old-looking Meng Xianle next to him.

"Senior Meng, I wonder if the monks from the Zhao family have arrived?"

At this time, a middle-aged monk next to him also said: "Yes, Senior Meng, most of us casual cultivators are here.

Five foundation-building stage monks and dozens of Qi-training stage monks have already arrived, why haven’t the members of these monk families arrived yet?”

Meng Xianle smiled coldly: "These monk families naturally look down on us foundation-building monks who are from casual cultivators. The reason why they invited us casual cultivators in this attack on the black market is just because of our cultivation."

Having said this, he sighed: "We casual cultivators are wandering around every day, and the only thing we can use is our cultivation.

We can only hope that when these families in Linglu County fight against each other this time, we can take the opportunity to separate ourselves from a good third-level spiritual peak, or establish a sect as a place to stay."

Hearing his words, the other four foundation-building stage casual cultivators present also felt sad.

Linglu County has been developed for hundreds of years, and all the third-level spiritual veins in the territory have been divided. These casual cultivators also have a hard time practicing.

This time, a foundation-building monk from the Zhao family was killed by the black market side, and the Zhao family also took this opportunity to prepare to launch a direct war.

The fundamental conflict between the two family alliances in Linglu County is no longer a small conflict over the competition for spiritual peaks and cultivation resources, but a blood feud between the two parties that has been deepening for hundreds of years and has reached a point where it cannot be reconciled at all.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, even if the two monk families have a deep hatred, they can resolve their feuds driven by interests.

Moreover, both sides have backers within the Immortal Sect, so the Immortal Sect will not interfere in the disputes between these affiliated forces.

This time the Zhao family secretly joined forces with these casual cultivators, which has actually reached the bottom line. Therefore, in this black market battle, the news must be tightly sealed, and the foundation-building monks from the casual cultivators cannot be allowed to participate in the two parties.

News of the dispute leaked.

Cao Wenwei's expression was serious: "Although Jilong Mountain is just a second-order spiritual peak on the surface, in fact, there is a third-order mid-grade spiritual vein underneath the black market.

The four foundation-building monks, the shop assistants and the daily guards of the black market totaled hundreds, plus the third-level formation built on the basis of spiritual veins.

Without the help from the Zhao family, we would not have been able to succeed."

At this time, the middle-aged monk spoke again: "Why else would the black market allow the foundation-building monks to enter? Although they do not have golden elixir-level monks, they have set up various means. Under normal circumstances, a dozen or so foundation-building monks can also hold them back.

Just wait until reinforcements arrive."

As soon as these words came out, many casual cultivators present fell silent for a while.


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