Immortal Refiner

Xiangyang City, North District.

Unlike other prosperous areas in the city, this is a poor place, and the people who come here are basically children orphans who can't even get enough food.

Every few steps, you can see some skinny beggars struggling to survive, or leaning against the wall and waiting to die silently.

The dilapidated streets are full of tile houses and earthen houses, and even some houses made of blue bricks and stones can't be seen. There is a stale air everywhere.

Generally speaking, places like this are basically rarely seen by immortal cultivators.

But today is different. There are cultivators dressed mysteriously and covering their faces.

Some kind-hearted people, when they see some children orphans who are about to starve to death, feel compassion and often do something.

Either give one or two worthless fasting pills, or sigh and leave two spirit stones.

However, after seeing this situation too many times, even the most kind-hearted monks will gradually become numb.

Because there are too many beggar children who can't even get enough food, they can't take care of them all. The two or three children they rescued are just a drop in the bucket.

In addition, such a big heart can't change the fundamentals. How can a beggar who is so hungry that his hands and feet are almost exhausted keep the spirit stones?

Often, as soon as they give alms, the spirit stones are snatched away by others, and they can't take care of them at all.

If they meddle in other people's business, the life of the person who received the alms may even be in danger.

"This Juluzhou has obviously stopped fighting for a long time, why are there still so many displaced mortals?"

In a corner of the alley, two monks wearing bamboo hats came over, and one of them couldn't help but lift the black veil of the bamboo hat, revealing an expression of pity.

"Juluzhou is ruled by the Demon Sect, how can the Ghost Sword Sect know how to govern the people's livelihood?"

"And every few years, the Ghost Sword Sect will capture a large number of mortal children to test their spiritual root qualifications. Most of these displaced children are people without spiritual roots."

"Actually, this is still good. Although the Ghost Sword Sect is a demon sect, it does not practice blood. For example, in the several states ruled by the Blood Spirit Sect in the Eastern Region of the Great Wilderness, the mortals there are truly living in dire straits."

Another tall monk in a bamboo hat explained in a deep voice, his tone was very patient.

After these words came out, the monk in the bamboo hat who had been reluctant before could not help but clenched his fists.

"How can you disregard the lives of mortals so much."

"Young Master, let's go. This place is the territory of the Ghost Sword Sect. Don't stay there easily. Maybe the secret black market is a trap set for us by the Ghost Sword Sect." The tall man wearing a bamboo hat advised carefully.

If other cultivators heard this, they would definitely find it unbelievable.

These two people are actually in a master-servant relationship, but from the slight aura exuded from these two people, it is actually the cultivator in the foundation-building stage who calls the young man in the Qi-refining stage the young master!

"No, it shouldn't be. If the Ghost Sword Sect has discovered our whereabouts, why would they need to go to such great lengths to set up a trap? They could just send someone to catch us directly."

"I want to see who wants to set up the next secret black market here and what is the purpose!"

The young man who was called the young master by the foundation-building cultivator spoke in a very determined tone.

As soon as the voice fell, the man strode forward and went straight into this place that can be called a slum.

Almost no one knows that there was actually a large underground shelter in the North City District.

This was built spontaneously by many mortals when the Immortal Dao War was about to affect them, in order to avoid the attacks of the righteous and evil cultivators who were about to descend on Juluzhou.

However, the cultivators of both the righteous and evil ways were much stronger than these mortals thought. The entire Juluzhou was taken over by the cultivators of both the righteous and evil ways before they could resist for too long.

Later, this place was taken over by the Ghost Sword Sect, and the underground large shelter in the northern part of Xiangyang City was gradually abandoned.

After Shen Ningbing and Li Qing learned about this place from some orphans, they directly set the location of the black market here without any hesitation.

"Haha, I didn't expect that there is such a secret place in Xiangyang City."

"It's quite ingenious to set up the black market in such a place. I hope I can gain something today and make it worth my trip."

"Could it be a trap set by some people?"

"What are you afraid of? Is there really someone who dares to harm so many of us in Xiangyang City? This is still the territory of the Ghost Sword Sect!"

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At the entrance of the underground shelter, many cultivators who concealed their identities came one after another.

Some alert people looked around for a few times, and after confirming that there were only some orphans whose lives were at stake, they hesitated for a while and finally decided to go in.

The two monks wearing bamboo hats who were discussing the plight of the poor in the northern city also came in.

This underground shelter was quite spacious, but the light inside was extremely dim, and there was a faint smell of mold in the air.

There were about forty or fifty casual cultivators gathered in the field, basically all cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, with only a few cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

After waiting for a long time without seeing the person who set up the black market, some people showed impatience.

"What's going on? Did someone come here to trick us?"

"Where is the person in charge? We received the invitation letter a month ago, why hasn't anyone shown up yet?"

"I heard that there will be a black market here. Is this the so-called black market? I don't see anything related to the black market except black!"

"It's really disappointing. Let's go. We must have been fooled."

Just when someone was shouting to leave, suddenly, a roar came from the entrance of the underground shelter!

Boom!

The entrance to the passage back to the surface was suddenly covered by a huge stone slab!

Aware of this movement, the monks in the shelter became restless.

But then, in every corner of the shelter, groups of white flames suddenly ignited!

In an instant, the entire underground shelter unconsciously added a touch of gloom, as if it had come to the netherworld.

Not long after, a sharp and hoarse voice resounded from the underground square.

"Hehehe"

"Everyone, please be patient. I just killed a few ignorant demons outside the city, so I am a little late."

Everyone on the scene turned their eyes to the direction of the sound, and saw a tall figure wearing a black hood slowly floating over. Around this black hooded man, there were also cold and white flames, which looked extremely weird.

The hooded black-clothed man flew past, and many people felt an inexplicable chill, which made people feel chilly.

This person was none other than Li Qing!

In fact, Li Qing didn't want to come here, but after all, the black market was just opening, and someone had to preside over the order and set the tone for this place.

He was still a little worried about relying on Shen Ningbing's words alone.

As long as everything goes well today, he can be a hands-off shopkeeper in the future, and quietly control everything behind the scenes.

Many people present couldn't help but feel a little nervous. They just tried to sense the breath and realm of the mysterious hooded man, but found that there was no fluctuation from this person, just like a deep and peaceful pool.

Even several cultivators in the foundation-building period frowned slightly, and found that they could not sense any breath at all, whether it was mana, blood, or soul, without leaking any fluctuations!

Often such people either have good hidden magic weapons or their realms are far superior to theirs.

In either case, it is worth these people to cheer up.

"Hehehe, I am very happy that you can come to support me, as

"However, today is the opening of the black market

"First, I will throw out a brick to attract jade, and then you can tell me if you have anything you want to sell!"

After saying that, Li Qing took out a white bone spur from the storage bag. This bone spur was nearly as tall as a person, and there was still a strong evil spirit on it.

"The spine of a second-level monster?" A knowledgeable foundation-building cultivator muttered to himself.

The opening is the material of a second-level monster, which is indeed a bit exciting.

Unfortunately, most of the people present are only cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, and basically have no chance to get this very good spine.

"This Taoist friend is knowledgeable. Yes, this spine was taken from a second-level white ape."

"The starting price is ten spirit stones, and each bid shall not be less than five spirit stones. Those who are interested in this bone can bid!"

Li Qing, who was holding the white ape bone spur in his hand, said with a smile. This was the last white ape bone spur in his hand.

He didn't know what kind of magic weapon he would use this bone spur to refine, so he simply took it out here to sell.

Ten spirit stones!

This starting price is definitely very low. For the materials from the second-level monster, it can often be sold for three or four hundred spirit stones.

You know, this is a good material for refining high-grade magic tools, or even top-grade magic tools!

Soon, someone started bidding.

"I'll offer 20 spirit stones!" A cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage raised his hand with a slightly nervous tone.

Hearing this number, Li Qing was speechless, but still said:

"This fellow Taoist is offering 20 spirit stones. Are there any other fellow Taoists who want to bid?"

After the voice fell, after waiting for a while, Li Qing continued: "20 spirit stones

"20 spirit stones

Just when Li Qing's heart was bleeding and he really wanted to sell this spine for 20 spirit stones, someone finally couldn't sit still.

"I'll offer 50 spirit stones!"

"One hundred and thirty spirit stones!"

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