Xuantian 1: Ancient Xuandongtian

On a small street in the outer city of the imperial capital.

"Want to buy something?" A child greeted Mu Hanchan.

Mu Hanchan replied: "No, thank you."

The child seemed unwilling to give up, and followed Mu Hanchan to introduce: "In our outer city, there are good restaurants, hotels, and brothels. If you are interested in it, I can take you there. I just need two spirit stones."

Mu Hanchan said, "I don't even need it."

"Then you must be an immortal cultivator?" The child suddenly jumped out.

"Ok?"

This caught Mu Hanchan's attention.Because he thought he hid it well, so he didn't know how the child guessed it.

At this time, Mu Hanchan did suddenly realize that this child was also a monk of the second level of condensed essence. Because the spiritual power was too low, and the first three levels were not much different from ordinary people's breath, Mu Hanchan hadn't discovered it for a while.

But the child said slowly: "If you don't eat or drink or have fun, and wrap yourself in black in a black robe, what is it if you are not a monk?"

"What's the matter with you?" Mu Hanchan said with some displeasure.

The child said: "There are some things that are not available in the market, maybe you will be interested."

Mu Hanchan asked: "How do you know that I will be interested?"

"I can't see your cultivation base at all. You are probably a monk above the sixth floor, at least the middle stage of the fifth floor. I think you must also want to break through to the spirit realm. Even if you don't have such a long-term plan, you can increase your strength or Cultivation is what every monk must pursue. And this requires the help of external forces."

Mu Hanchan said: "Don't be a secret, just tell me what you have."

"Forbidden Pill, Forbidden Weapon, Forbidden Array. There are also some rare materials." The child showed off.

When Mu Hanchan heard this, he became interested, but asked calmly, "How did you know that I needed it, and how did you know that I must be a monk?"

The child said: "Because ordinary people cannot resist anything that is forbidden. As for whether you are a monk or not, you will know if you try it."

"Wouldn't it be embarrassing if the judgment was wrong?" Mu Hanchan asked.

The child didn't think so, and said: "What's so embarrassing, the least valuable thing in this world is face, and the most valuable thing is also face. For me, making money is the most important thing. I'm afraid of losing face. It's nothing to lose face. But if you judge By the way, you are also interested in what I said, then I may make money."

Mu Hanchan thought for a while and said, "Two spirit stones are too many, I only give two points."

Unexpectedly, the child immediately said straightforwardly: "Deal, give me one point first, and then give me another point when it's done."

So Mu Hanchan was a little depressed and gave the child a spirit stone.

In a small alley that is not too hidden, there is a grocery store that sells everything. This is the black market.

However, although there were many kinds of items in the field, they couldn't attract Mu Hanchan's attention, because he had seen them all.

"That's it?"

When Mu Hanchan asked the child, he even felt cheated.

"Is that not enough?"

The child was a little surprised and said, according to his experience, it is almost enough for ordinary people to bring here.

"It's all broken copper and iron, I don't need it at all."

Mu Hanchan said.

"Okay! Then I'll take you to another place."

So I turned left and right and walked diagonally until I arrived at the corner of a grocery store.

Boom!

The child knocked on the door.

No answer once.

Boom!

He knocked on the door again, but still no answer.

Mu Hanchan frowned, but seeing the child's unfazed expression, he decided to wait a little longer.

After knocking a few more times, I finally got a response.

"Who?"

"It's me." The child replied.

So the door opened, and the child led Mu Hanchan in and left.

"There is a catalog on the table, read it yourself."

A hunchbacked man with a cloak said, his voice was low and hoarse, and he was probably at least 50 years old based on his voice.

Mu Hanchan frowned, didn't say anything, and silently picked up the catalog on the seat to look through.

Moonshine, snake oil, masks and cloaks, aphrodisiacs, poison manuals, weird weapons, and more. .

"Why don't you have a price on it?" Mu Hanchan asked.

The owner replied: "Don't you know the rules?"

"What rules?"

"In the outside market, the price is clearly marked, and in the inside market, the demander bids first. You just say how much you are willing to pay? If you are satisfied, I will sell it."

The rules of the Ming market outside are generally that the seller and the seller set prices.The rule of the black market is that the buyer and the acquirer make an offer.

"I haven't taken a fancy to the ones in your catalog, is there any more?"

"What do you want?"

"The child told me that there are forbidden pills, forbidden weapons and forbidden techniques."

"Oh, this is what you want?"

"Have it?"

"Yes! Not only these three things, but also forbidden talismans and forbidden skills."

"it is good!"

Mu Hanchan said, and then said, "Show me."

So the shopkeeper took Mu Hanchan to the inner room to have a look.

After choosing for a long time, Mu Hanchan finally chose a human-level high-grade spiritual art.

It is a set of marksmanship, called "Death Wind Shootout".

This is a somewhat sinister and weird shooting execution, with a total of eight moves and sixteen moves.

The spiritual level is the top level of the human level.

The profits of the bright market are limited, while the profits of the black market are huge.

"How much do you pay?"

asked the shopkeeper.

Mu Hanchan hesitated and said, "50 spirit stones?"

The shopkeeper also hesitated for a while and said, "Okay! Deal."

At this moment, Mu Hanchan suddenly heard a voice coming from the ground.

"Help me, save me! Save me, save me."

This sound attracted Mu Hanchan's attention. After looking around, he realized that there was a wooden board in a corner of the room, which obviously led to the basement.

"what sound?"

Mu Hanchan asked.

"It's nothing, the slave girl in the basement started yelling again." The shopkeeper said unabashedly, and added: "Every day when people come here, they yell for help. Who the hell is coming to save you, really, I can hear it bother."

human trafficking?

Mu Hanchan knew it right away, and said, "That's right, I bought good things from you. I'm satisfied when I buy what I need."

"Well, if you have something good and it's not convenient to sell it, you can come to me to cash it out, and I'll give you a good price." The shopkeeper said again.

"it is good!"

Mu Hanchan was about to leave.

"Wait!"

said the shopkeeper.

"What's wrong?" Mu Hanchan asked, holding the spear in his hand.

"You take this mask and cloak, put them on before you go out." The shop owner threw a black cloak and cyan mask to Mu Hanchan.

Mu Hanchan hesitated for a while, but didn't take it immediately.

"I don't want your Lingshi, I will give it to you for free. This transaction is quite satisfactory, and we have a happy cooperation. Go through the left back door, turn right and go forward, then turn left, then go diagonally, then turn right, then go straight, and then Turn diagonally again, and you will be on the street." The shopkeeper said.

Perhaps the transaction amount of 50 spirit stones is quite high in the average amount of the black market, so the store immediately gave back.

So Mu Hanchan changed into his cloak and mask and left.

The sun was shining brightly on the street, and it was already April and May, not far from midsummer.

Mu Hanchan didn't immediately look for an errand, but stayed in a remote inn in the outer city for a while.

This inn has a backyard, where you can practice marksmanship in the open space in the backyard, which is also the main reason why Mu Hanchan chose it.

After he got acquainted with the Underworld Shooting Execution, he checked out and formally searched for errands in the imperial city according to the previous state capital's guidelines.

This set of Netherwind spear is his first set of spear, and it is of the highest grade.

Although it is not as good as his many advanced spiritual skills in the magic world, it is still the best way to conceal his strength.

After all, when you come to the right way, you can't just use Dark Spirit Slash, Shadow Raptor Break to kill people directly, right?

It's been two years since he came to Zhengdao Continent, and he hasn't really fought anyone.It's all to the point, one is that there is no need to fight endlessly, and the other is that I am afraid of exposing my own heavenly skills.

He is well aware of how rare and rare the heaven-level exercises are, so unless it is absolutely necessary, he decides not to use them to avoid being noticed.He understands such a simple truth.

And Mu Hanchan never underestimated the greed of human nature.

What is a last resort?Unless your life is threatened.

A central pavilion in the city, the imperial city monk reception.

"A person from the Ninth Layer of Condensation Yuan?"

"That's right, tall and tall, holding a spear, unknown grade, although young, but with sharp eyes."

"Hmm, let me see where there is a lack of people."

"Oh, after the Chinese New Year this year, there are quite a few immortal cultivators in the capital looking for errands. It's really hard to arrange what he said."

"Then what should we do? After all, he is a disciple of the Shangzong, and he went down the mountain to practice."

"Did he say anything about that mountain?"

"I didn't say it, but it says on the ID card, Yanmo Mountain Handyman C Courtyard."

"Oh, it's not from the Four Great Mountains. Let's do it this way. The southeast gate of the outer city on my side still lacks a security check. The identity must be authentic, not lower than the ninth floor of Condensation Yuan. Just him."

"You belong to Yunyang Shangzong, you let him see the city gate?"

"Hey, it's not from the Four Great Mountains, why are you nervous?"

"That's not justified. If people go back and report that they have arranged such an errand down the mountain, I'm afraid the emperor will blame it, and it will be enough for us to drink a pot."

"You just say temporarily, ah, say temporarily, say that temporarily other places are full, and this place is short of people, let him settle down, if he is really dissatisfied with the arrangement, let's talk about changing it for him."

"That's all right, that's the only way."