Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Heaven Rewards Diligence and One Perpetual Certificate

Chapter 56 Black Market Sale!
"clear."

Lu Chen entered Fangshi with a smile.

The black market is inconvenient to manage, so limit the stay time and reduce fighting skills.

Holding a jade pendant and stepping into the formation, the first thing that catches your eyes is the once luxurious "Drunken Immortal Building".

At the beginning of the turmoil in Qingshanfang City, this "Drunken Immortal Building" was the first to collapse, and now it has been rebuilt.

"Wealth, color, power, and power" are the fastest and most effective means of amassing money.

Heifengzhai naturally understands the importance of the Zuixian Tower.

Lu Chen wandered around the city aimlessly.

In the past, those large buildings belonging to the Song family were also renovated and rebuilt, making them more luxurious.

"Baiqiao Tower", "Tianfu Hall", "Qianji Pavilion"...

Looking at the familiar shops and signs, Lu Chen felt filled with emotion.

"Things are different!"

After walking around the market for a long time, Lu Chen had a general understanding of the structure of the black market, and also knew where to sell stolen goods.

In order not to be targeted by his new face, he didn't make a move immediately, but just bought some regular resources at random, and left the black market.

It wasn't until three days later that he returned to the black market.

First, some simple and unused things such as some inconspicuous spiritual herbs, basic elixirs, talismans, etc. were sold in batches.

There are also some spirit beast meat, spirit beast blood essence, and four low-grade magic weapons.

It took him half a month to sell all these things under different disguises, making a profit of nearly a thousand spiritual stones.

This still does not include the sale of medium-grade magical weapons, as well as magic techniques, magical powers, and soul-calling banners.

These things are too conspicuous, especially since the owner of Tianying Village used to be active near Qingshanfang City, so he can't take it easily.

But even so.

When Chase Lu left the black market, he vaguely felt that someone was following him behind him.

"Has it been discovered?"

Lu Chen frowned indistinctly.

Even though he was so careful and would rather spend more time and energy processing it in batches, he was still being watched.

After checking the first-tier top-grade golden sword talisman in the storage bag, he didn't have much worry in his heart.

As long as it wasn't for the Foundation Establishment Overhaul who was sitting in the town of Heifengzhai, whoever came would give away the head.

After continuing to circle around the black market, the dark eyes behind him disappeared, and then he returned to the cave he dug, thinking about what to do with the remaining things.

"If you want to set up a stall, with the financial resources of those casual cultivators, I'm afraid they can't afford middle-grade magical artifacts, so it's better to go to those big shops."

"As for the magical skills, magical powers and soul-calling banners..."

The thing of magic way is too sensitive.

"I'll find an opportunity to ask tomorrow."

……

The next morning.

Lu Chen disguised himself as Old Demon Qi, put on a black robe, and came to Baiqiao Tower.

He has dealt with magical artifacts here before, and the price is quite reasonable.

"This fellow Taoist, what do you need?"

As soon as he entered Baiqiaolou, a middle-aged man in a black robe greeted him.

"My Song Yunsheng is one of the stewards of Baiqiao Building."

Song Yunsheng?
Lu Chen raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Could it be that he came from the Song family, a family of cultivators?
The eighth level of Qi training, even in the Song family, is probably a person of the direct lineage, or the uncle's generation.

"I came across two magic weapons. Are you interested in them?"

Lu Chen spoke hoarsely.

"Oh?"

Song Yunsheng asked: "I wonder how the quality is?"

"First-order mid-grade."

Hearing this, Song Yunsheng's eyes lit up, and he became more enthusiastic: "Fellow Daoist, please follow me."

He directly brought Lu Chen into a box, and Song Yunsheng served a cup of spiritual tea, and said with some expectation: "Can you take it out, Fellow Daoist, let me have a look and estimate the price?"

Lu Chen was very straightforward. With a big wave of his hand, he took out a long knife and a flying shuttle.

These are all the magic weapons in Tiger Boss's storage bag.

Song Yunsheng picked up the magic weapon, looked at it carefully for a moment, and nodded slightly: "The quality is good, and the restraints and patterns in it are very complete."

Having said that, he looked up at Lu Chen.

Seventy to eighty percent of the weapons sold in the black market should be obtained by killing people.

Generally, those who can afford medium-grade magic weapons are mostly monks in the middle stage of Qi training.

"This person's weakest strength is in the middle stage of Qi training!"

Song Yunsheng said: "According to the purchase price in Fangshi, a middle-grade magic weapon is worth 170 spirit stones, how about it?"

Lu Chen didn't make a counter-offer. The price was naturally lower than the market price, but it was a black market after all, so he completed the transaction happily.

After receiving the spirit stone, Chase Lu did not leave and picked up the tea cup on the table.

Song Yunsheng is also a good person, so he naturally understood the meaning, he asked the servant to take away the magic weapon, and said with a smile: "Friend Daoist, what else do you need?"

With a hoarse voice, Lu Chen said in a deep voice: "The old man has an enemy, he is the demon cultivator, and he has finally been found recently."

"However, magic tricks are too difficult to pass through. Is there a way to restrain the magic in your building?"

Song Yunsheng thought for a while and replied: "Either to restrain the magic method, naturally thunder method or sword method are the most domineering and deadly."

"Of course, neither of these two methods can be done quickly. The best way is to fight fire with fire!"

Lu Chen raised his head slightly, secretly leading the topic: "Oh? Could it be that your building also sells magical powers?"

Song Yunsheng shook his head with a smile: "Of course my Baiqiaolou doesn't include such evil methods, but that doesn't mean they don't exist in Fangshi. There will be an underground auction in seven days. If you are interested, fellow daoists, you can go and participate. "

The implied meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Lu Chen asked: "How to participate?"

Song Yunsheng took out a black iron token from the storage bag: "One hundred spirit stones, one entry qualification, what do you think of the price?"

It's so dark!
Lu Chen felt crimson in his heart.

"Fellow daoists can also sell some other items in the auction. There are no classes at the auction, and anything can participate in the auction!"

Song Yunsheng is earnest and good at tempting.

Lu Chen pretended to think for a long time before taking out the spirit stone and accepting the black iron token.

He still has a few medium-grade magical artifacts in his hand, together with the magical skills and soul-calling flags, the value is more than a hundred spirit stones.

After taking the black iron token, Lu Chen bid farewell and left.

"This underground auction should be hosted by Heifeng Village, right?"

Looking at Song Yunsheng's attitude today, it is very ambiguous.

Baiqiao Building is now the property of Heifeng Village, so this auction is almost organized by them.

"Selling the magical skills, the soul-calling flag and the magic weapon are worth nearly a thousand spirit stones."

This trip to sell stolen goods can be regarded as a lot of harvest.

"Ok?"

However, just after leaving Fangshi, he felt the secret sense of prying eyes again.

"here we go again?"

If it happened once, it might be a coincidence, but if it happened one after another, it would be another story.

"It is indeed a shady black market, and the risks are indeed greater than those in ordinary markets."

Lu Chen glanced back without a trace.

He wanted to see which mouse was staring at him...

(End of this chapter)