It is said that the night is long, but in fact, it is not, a wisp of early morning can always dispel the filth of the night. The valley was as quiet as ever, and there didn't seem to be much memory of the battle that had taken place last night, except for the smell of birds and flowers all over the ground.

Ye Wuwu woke up slowly, only to feel that his head was dizzy. Looking at the dazzling whiteness of the sky, the experience of last night poured into my mind like a spring.

"Damn!" he shouted unwillingly, the whole person ejected from the ground, his right hand clenched his fist and accumulated, and suddenly swung it into the soft soil, and when he landed, the sound of explosion was everywhere, stirring up layers of mud crumbs, "It's really careless, and the way of the fat man is still killed by all precautions!"

The more Ye Wuwu thought about it, the more angry he became, the only half-life fate within a radius of thousands of miles was robbed like this, and it was unacceptable to anyone. After glancing around, he found that the forces that snatched this half of his life last night were the same as he expected, and as many as half of these corpses were people from the Xuanyin Sect, and he was afraid that the medicinal materials for refining the Spirit Devouring Pill were not enough, so he sent so many shrimp soldiers and crabs to send them to death.

"Damn, if you dare to take food from the master, I will definitely make you pay a painful price!"

Ye Wuwu vented while looking around, only to see a long mark left on the ground, which extended to the end of the valley, presumably because the dead fat man was too hurried when he fled last night, so he didn't have time to hide his traces.

Following this trace, Ye Wuwu chased straight north, but after chasing for a few miles, the trace suddenly disappeared in front of a fork in the road.

"How's that okay, where do I go?"

Ye Wuwu was a little helpless, after all, the night had passed, and it was even more difficult to find the dead fat man again.

At this moment, a gorgeous carriage slowly came from behind, and the person driving the carriage was a handsome man with luxurious clothes and extraordinary bearing, who didn't look like a groom, which made Ye Wuwu curious, who was in this car.

"Appeal ......"

The handsome man let out a soft whistle, suddenly grabbed the reins, pulled the horse to a halt, and cast a soft gaze on Ye Wuwu on the side of the road.

"Isn't this fellow Daoist lost?"

The handsome man asked with concern in a very kind tone.

"Huh?" Ye Wuwu frowned, and immediately became vigilant, after experiencing the dead fat man, he would not trust any strangers anymore, "Brother Tai is too worried, I just happened to pass by here, not lost." ”

"Oh, is it? I saw that the Taoist friend's face was anxious, thinking that he had encountered some difficulty, so he stopped to ask, since this is the case, then I will leave first, after all, this black market is only open once a month, and I still have to rush there." ”

The man was also interested, and did not say much, and after a salute, he drove slowly away in the carriage.

"Interesting. Ye Wuwu squinted at the carriage that raised bursts of dust, and his heart moved slightly, "This man has strong energy fluctuations all over his body, he is not an ordinary person, he should also be a monk of a certain sect." However, this is the first time I've heard of the black market he said, so let's take a look. ”

In order not to let the man notice, Ye Wuwu kept a long distance from the carriage, and in his eyes, the carriage was like a tiny black dot. After all, they are all people who have the way, and if they are close, they are very easy to be detected.

After traveling for several miles, one man and one carriage finally arrived at a bustling market. From a distance, I saw that this market was no different from an ordinary market, the only difference was that all the people in it were monks.

"Boy, do you have a ticket?"

Ye Wuwu watched while walking, and followed the carriage to the entrance of the market, but was stopped by two fierce men.

"Admission ticket?"

Ye Wuwu looked puzzled, where did he know what admission tickets he had, and he was stunned for a moment.

Seeing this, the two big men looked at each other and smiled, and immediately shouted: "Tu Baozi! Dare to come to the black market without an admission ticket, hurry up and get out of the way!" Don't block the people behind!"

Sure enough, there was a long queue behind Ye Wuwu at this time, and I saw that those people looked displeased, and kept shouting: "Boy, can you do it? The auction is about to start, why can't you enter? If you don't enter, hurry up and make way for the grandfathers!"

Listening to the various complaints behind him, Ye Wuwu clenched his fists, and in desperation, he planned to leave, but before he took a few steps, he heard a familiar voice from the side, and when he looked closely, he found that it was the man in the carriage before.

"Daoist friends stay first!" The man stopped Ye Wuwu with a smile on his face, and then turned to the two gatekeepers and said, "Two heroes, the admission ticket of this Daoist friend has been replaced by the sect master of my family, can you be accommodating?"

As he spoke, the man handed over the ticket in his hand. After the two big men took it, their faces immediately changed wildly, and they immediately said respectfully: "The younger brother has no eyes, it turns out that he is a person from the Sword Martial Pavilion, please come in quickly!

"Sword Martial Pavilion!"

Ye Wuwu was also stunned, could it be the strongest martial arts sect in the Hongwu Continent that Huang Feng once said, the Sword Martial Pavilion.

"Fellow Daoist, we can go in. ”

The man waved his hand repeatedly.

"How could it be possible to meet someone from the Sword Martial Pavilion in this poor country?"

Ye Wuwu couldn't figure it out for a while, so he simply followed the man in.

The people who come and go along the way are bustling and very lively, and the streets on both sides are full of all kinds of stalls, selling some war techniques and magic weapons, and some people even sell monk slaves, you must know that people with a little strength are very arrogant, and they are willing to become slaves to let others trade and trade, it is simply appalling. However, the trafficked monks all wore a bronze collar around their necks, which was probably something that limited their strength.

Looking at Ye Wuwu's appearance that he had never seen the world, the man couldn't help but smile and said, "Isn't it the first time that Daoyou Mo has come to the black market?"

"Well, sort of!"

Ye Wuwu didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and even his answer seemed cautious.

"Hahaha, don't panic, I know that you are also a martial artist. The man's eyebrows were kind and kind, "I traveled all over the world with the sect master, and I happened to hear that there was a black market here, so I came to take a look." ”

Hearing this, Ye Wuwu became more and more puzzled: "In this way, could it be that the person in the carriage is the sect master of this Sword Martial Pavilion? And this man can find out the identity of my martial cultivator, can he also use the power of martial cultivation, but this is obviously a mortal realm, how did he do it?"

As if seeing Ye Wuwu's confusion, the man raised his eyebrows and said leisurely: "This black market does not belong to the jurisdiction of mortals, but the land of the junction of the Three Kingdoms, so it can be regarded as a good place for cultivators to buy treasures." ”

"So, I've left the Night Cool Country without realizing it?"

Ye Wuwu muttered thoughtfully.

"The main attraction of this black market is the underground auctions, which offer rare rarities in the world. However, it is possible to obtain it by spending a huge amount of spirit stones. ”

The man patiently introduced.

Spirit stones are no stranger to Ye Wuwu, only disciples above the Martial Realm can receive spirit stones in the Wuming Sect, but unfortunately he left the mountain gate before he reached that realm, and the head of the sect only gave some broken silver as the travel fee, and did not give any spirit stones.

"By the way, brother, forgive me for taking the liberty of taking the liberty of not knowing your sect master, why is he willing to pay for me the admission ticket?"

Ye Wuwu suddenly asked.

"Hahaha......" the man smiled, "Since Daoist friends have asked so, then I will no longer go around in circles, my Sword Martial Pavilion has always liked to recruit famous people from all over the world, and the strength of the sect's subjective Daoist friends is extraordinary at such a young age, so I want to win over Daoists for my Sword Martial Pavilion." ”

"Oh?" Ye Wuwu was slightly surprised, he didn't expect it to be this reason, and couldn't help but hug his fists, "I'm afraid that the younger brother is going to disappoint Brother Tai, Brother Tai doesn't know anything, I have already entered the Wuming Sect, and it is impossible to betray the master and serve other sects, so I will treat it as a good intention for Brother Tai, but this matter should not be mentioned again." ”

"Yes, yes, it's a blessing for your sect that Daoist friends can think like this. The man was not disappointed by the rejection, but smiled, "Having said that, who could have predicted that the situation would change, and the door of my Sword Martial Pavilion will always be open for fellow Daoists." ”

"Hehe......" Ye Wuwu sneered secretly, and immediately replied, "Then there is Brother Laotai." ”