He Has a Dragon

3067-White

The old man blinked and said mysteriously softly: "In addition to our Wufeng Town, there are other market towns and small towns scattered around the Qinglian Mountains."

"And in these market towns and cities, there are more or less affiliated families of the Pure Sect."

Wang Le raised a brow slightly, and his face was impatient: "Boss, you have a lot of nonsense, say the point!"

The old man didn't think he smiled, so he stopped going round the corner and went straight to the theme: "Not every affiliated family will send the juniors to the clean sect, and there will be more or less flying stickers."

"So as long as the guest officer goes to the nearby black market, he will have the opportunity to trade the flyer he wants."

"Black market?" Wang Le's eyes lightened, and he asked, "Where is the black market near here? How can I get there?"

The old man replied: "The largest black market around the Qinglian Mountains is not fixed, and the market will not be in the same place every month."

This time without waiting for Wang Le to continue questioning, the old man further said: "So if you want to go to the black market, you must first have a way to guide."

Having said that, the little old man smiled and said, "The little old man can introduce Luyin to the guest officer. By that time, he can get Luyin from the other side by taking ten good stones."

Wang Le smiled, and dare to say that the so-called Luyin is the ticket to enter the black market.

Immediately after seeing Wang Le, he did not make nonsense, and took out ten pieces of inferior spirit stones and said to the old man, "The referrals are eliminated, and the boss will take a way to guide you!"

After a pause, Wang Le took a deep look at the old man and continued, "I'll wait here, I believe the boss won't let down the next, right?"

The old man smiled, and didn't ask Wang Le for any car and horse fare. He just put away the spirit stone on the table, and then said, "The guest officer drinks first, and the little old man comes."

After speaking, the old man went straight out of the tavern and disappeared into Wang Le's sight ...

But before and after the tea, I saw the old man return to the tavern and stand in front of Wang Le.

"This is the way guide?"

Wang Le looked at a piece of blue pebbles in his hand and couldn't help asking.

I saw the old man nodded and smiled: "Yes, as long as the guest officer injects mana, a guide mark will appear on it. Follow along, and you will naturally find a black market."

After a pause, the little old man quickly added: "It's better to come early than it happens, this month's black market will open tomorrow."

There was a smile on Wang Le's face. If he waited until next month, he might as well find other ways to get flying stickers.

After turning around, Wang Le put away the blue cobblestone road, and then sent away the old man.

When the rest of the wine on the table was swept away, he got up and left.

Looking at Wang Le's disappearing back, the little old man whispered to himself while packing the residues on the table, "Then I have a problem in my mind, and it is really unreasonable to think of worshiping the Pure Sect that is about to be destroyed."

Wang Le, who had left, of course did not hear the old man's spit.

So I do n’t know the pure sect that I want to mix in. Now I am in crisis.

After eating and drinking Wang Le left the tavern, he stayed in the only inn in town and never went out again.

There was no words overnight. When the black market opened the next day, Wang Le left the inn, took out the green cobblestone road to inject mana, and then went out of Wufeng Town according to the route arrow mark above, disappearing among the mountains and mountains ...

To the west of Canyang, under the direction of Lu Yin, Wang Le descended from a low mountain and entered a narrow canyon.

Then he walked for another quarter of an hour, his eyes suddenly opened up, and a brightly lit flat land came into view.

At this time, we saw white tents, lying on this small plain.

I saw those monks who came in and out of the white tent, all wearing masks, or the whole man was covered in a black cloak.

When Wang Le saw this, he did not make a difference, and took out a ghost mask from the French eye space to cover his face.

As for the origin of this ghost mask, of course, it is the loot collected from those storage rings and bracelets.

Even if someone releases consciousness, they can be blocked by this ghost mask in order to better hide their looks.

After putting on the ghost mask, Wang Le didn't stop anymore, released his footsteps and walked through the open plains without any obstacles.

At this time, if you look down from a high altitude, you will find that Wang Le is not an exception. The monks in twos and threes climbed mountains and forests from all directions, and swarmed into the newly opened black market.

Of course, there are many flying from the air directly from high altitude.

The reason why Wang Dashao walked was because of his current status, but he was just a refining practitioner, and of course he couldn't fly in the air.

When entering the black market, Wang Le can feel the strong breath from the corners from time to time.

Many of them are strong infants.

As for the powerful god, Wang Le, who did not immediately drill into the tent, strolled around the black market and did not find it.

These strong men who can exude the spirit of cultivation are undoubtedly coming to the town to avoid any trouble.

For such a small black market, it is enough to have a strong infant.

The powerful gods can't despise the trading in this ravine.

Wang Le would not be interested in this kind of black market if it wasn't for being able to enter the flying post of the Pure Sect.

In this way, Wang Le probably knew the rules here.

If the curtain in front of the tent is opened, you can enter naturally.

If the curtain is pulled down, a transaction is underway.

As for what goods are in each white tent, there is a special jade Jane next to the door frame.

As long as the consciousness is explored ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ there is a corresponding product list naturally.

Today, Wang Le is no longer a rookie who has just arrived at Eternal Star.

It is precisely because I have seen the product list in these jade bamboo slips that I know that the black market is not large in scale, and the cultivation resources of the transaction are not high-level. Immediately, my interest is greatly diminished, and I am all about flying away.

There are about one hundred and twenty white tents throughout the black market.

When Wang Le passed through the white tents, he found that the whole black market was more than that.

I saw that in the open space behind these white tents, many monks were setting up stalls, with bottles and jars or magical medicines in front of them.

Then Wang Le observed that many of the stall monks were temporary.

These temporary monks set up only a limited amount of two or three things, and then wrote on the cloth strips what they needed for bartering instead of hard currency like spirits.

(End of this chapter)