Before coming out, Wukong thought that he would see a spectacular scene, but after not wanting to come out, the atrium was quiet, only the old man stood there. In front www.biquge.info of him, there was a magic weapon suspended in front of him, which was not big, only about two feet in rectangle, and on it were neatly arranged and numbered dots of light. Wukong looked around with some confusion, only to see that in the three floors around him, all the magic circles outside each small room were opened.

Seeing Wukong coming, the old man injected mana under his feet, and a long groove appeared on the ground, in which the clouds and mist rose, and the light of the magic circle flashed at the bottom and around it, and the old man pointed to this groove and said to him: "Fellow Daoist, please put the magic weapon you want to shoot here." ”

Wukong looked at the magic circle around the groove, and saw that it was similar to the magic weapon used to stimulate the jade slip of the shadow, so he roughly knew its purpose, and threw the magic weapon into the groove one by one.

I saw that after those magic weapons entered, they floated in the clouds and mist, and the magic circle around the groove began to operate, and the magic circle on the magic weapons was also activated, emitting various colors of light. Only the east string didn't react at all, just floated there quietly.

At this moment, they saw the rectangular magic weapon suspended in front of them, and the points of light began to flicker, turning into numbers.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry, our casual cultivation is not as good as the disciples of the Great Dao Sect, so we won't make the price public, it's just a secret mark, and Daoists who are interested in these magic weapons will bid according to their own judgment and financial resources, and the one with the highest price will win." Seeing that Wukong was a little puzzled, the old man pointed to the numbers and explained to him.

Wukong saw that these bidding figures in the unit of intermediate yuan stones were similar to the market price given by the old man when he was in the room, some were high and some were low, but the amplitude was not large, it seemed that the old man did have some experience in this regard, and the scattered cultivators were also bidding sincerely.

It's just that the price of Dongxian is a little unexpected to him, originally in his thoughts, this magic weapon with some chicken ribs, although it has the name of a heavenly level, but the immortal cultivator will not bid too high, but he didn't expect that there is an immortal cultivator who actually offered a high price of 3,000 intermediate yuan stones.

The old man also noticed this situation, shook his head slightly, and asked Wukong, "Are you still satisfied with these prices?" ”

Wukong nodded, this time out of the magic weapon, it doesn't matter how many Yuan Shi is, the main purpose is to understand the methods of the loose cultivators, and it is already a little unexpected for him to be able to sell these, of course, there is nothing dissatisfied.

Seeing Wukong nodding, the old man waved his hand, and several immortal cultivators dressed as waiters in the first realm came over, put away the magic weapons in brocade boxes, and sent them over according to the room number indicated by the highest light.

After a while, the waiters came back with a few storage bags on a tray and handed them to Goku. This time, Wukong did not accept it very casually as before, but confirmed the number very carefully, and found that it was only ninety percent of the total price, and looked up at the old man with understanding.

When the old man saw Wukong, he knew what he was going to ask, and said calmly: "If you trade privately, the ghost market will naturally not interfere, but if you want to borrow here, you have to take a share!" ”

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At the beginning, the ghost market was set up in the wild, and there was no such room dedicated to trading, and the scattered cultivators who sold things were all spread out for other immortal cultivators to see. But in this way, the wealth is exposed, and often the things cannot be sold, and they should be robbed. In this way, the casual cultivators would not dare to trade anymore, and could only take it to a place like Lichen Fang or Jubaotang to sell, and they would be exploited.

Later, the casual cultivators recommended the high-level and prestigious casual cultivators to be the ghost market Peng, and he was responsible for maintaining order, but they couldn't let the family work in vain, and after the transaction was successful, they would take out some yuan stones to show their gratitude. In this way, the casual cultivators can exchange for what they need, and they don't have to compete with those Dao disciples, and naturally they are also happy to see the standardization of the ghost market, and they are also very cooperative.

Up to now, ghost market Peng can be regarded as a profession, and many casual cultivators will occasionally make cameos, and the rules have gradually been set.

After listening to the old man's explanation, Wukong didn't speak, but just took out all the yuan stones in the storage bags and put them away, put the storage bags back on the tray, offered his hand to the old man, and walked out.

Because of the appearance of Dongxian, many casual cultivators have already sold the things in their hands, so there are a lot fewer people outside now. Wukong, who came out, didn't leave immediately, but turned around twice, wanting to buy some blank array plates.

He can depict the magic circle on the array plate, but he can't refine the array plate by himself, he used to use it all collected in the extreme north, and used it after slight modifications, but now it is consumed in the demon refining beads, of course, he has to prepare some more.

No, in the ghost market, there is no such thing for sale at all!

Because the casual cultivators use a lot of array flags, there is very little demand for array plates; And making this thing is the basic skill of Confucianism and Taoism, if you can make a magic circle, you will definitely make a circle plate, and there is no demand, naturally no one sells it.

Wukong didn't feel a little headache, he knew that there was no such thing in the big trading places like Lichenfang and Jubaotang, which was also one of the purposes for him to come to the ghost market, thinking that there would be people in the casual cultivation who would make a living from it, and he didn't want to.

"What does this fellow Daoist want?" The immortal cultivator who was sitting there couldn't help but ask when he saw Wukong standing in front of the message he wrote for a long time, neither leaving nor saying what he wanted to buy.

"Do you have a blank array disk?" Wukong looked at the words in front of this person, and Chuanyin asked.

"I have the general magic array flags and array disks here, what kind of do Daoists need?" The sitting immortal cultivator made a move, and when he heard that Wukong was interested, he began to peddle it.

This person sells all by mana or vitality, which is convenient for others, but it is a decoration for Wukong, while this person is talking dry and ventilating, Wukong interjected: "I only need blank." ”

When this person heard this, he didn't feel a little strange, but the size is also a business, so he nodded, took out a blank array plate for his own use, and handed it to Wukong. This thing is a mainland product, and trading outside will not cause any disaster, so there is no need to hide it.

Although Wukong can't do it, he still has the ability to discriminate, seeing that this person's refining technique is very unborrowable, this array plate is evenly thick, evenly proportioned, and the weight is also evenly distributed, so that he can better exert the power of the magic circle above, so he nodded with satisfaction and asked the man: "How many Taoist friends are there?" ”

The man's face hidden behind the mask had a strange smile! The person in front of him was strange, and he asked how many? As long as there are raw materials and time, of course, there are as many things as there are, so he asked: "How much do you want?" ”

"If anything, I want two hundred." Hearing the man's rhetorical question, Wukong understood that he seemed to have asked the wrong question again, and his face turned red, but fortunately there was a mask in the way, and he was not seen.

When the man heard this, he suddenly came to his senses, erased the words in front of him, stood up and said to Wukong: "A total of twenty earth-level intermediate yuan stones, pay the deposit first, and deliver them the day after tomorrow." Wukong took out two intermediate Yuan Stones and handed them to the man, made an appointment with the time and place to meet the day after tomorrow, turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, I saw an immortal cultivator hurriedly walking out of the place where he had just traded, looked around, and then spread out his body and shot towards the retreat place in the city. As soon as the man's figure got up, several more immortal cultivators walked out of it, each of them gestured to the surroundings, and followed. I saw another group of immortal cultivators walking out of the crowd and flying in the direction of that person.

Seeing this, Wukong shook his head slightly.

In the exchange, the buyer and the seller leave separately, and if the seller leaves first, the buyer will have to wait for a while before he can come out again; And vice versa, which counts as a protective measure for both parties.

This time, taking the opportunity of Wukong, Ghost City Peng was also ready to sell some magic weapons and talismans, but Wukong left early because he was not interested. At this time, it should be those buyers who came out, and the only ones who could arouse the interest of other immortal cultivators and have to catch up were the buyers who had obtained Dongxian's heaven-level magic weapon, but I don't know how these immortal cultivators locked this person from many rooms.

The only people who know the exact information are themselves and the people in the ghost market, could it be that they deliberately revealed the rumors? It's unlikely, if the people in the ghost market act like this, how can they make immortal cultivators feel at ease to trade inside? However, when dealing with these people in the future, it is still necessary to keep an eye on them, so as not to be sold.

While thinking, Wukong walked towards the outside of the ghost market, not noticing the immortal cultivator he had just agreed with himself, and a sly smile flashed in his eyes.

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Two days later, Goku arrived at the agreed place with the man.

This place is located in the south of the city, it is a small wine shop, and the place is not remote, but it is in a winding path and a secluded place, among the lush trees.

Wukong came to step on it a little, and saw that the environment here is quiet, and the dishes are good, and I heard from the people around me that it has been open for a while, so I feel at ease to come. When he arrived, he found that there were already several immortal cultivators pouring themselves drinks and enjoying themselves, perhaps because they didn't know each other and were afraid of each other, they were all sitting on the periphery.

Wukong didn't care, and casually found a spot in the middle, sitting there and waiting for the man to appear. The man was also punctual when he arrived, stepped in at the appointed time, arched his hand at Goku, sat down across from him, and pushed a storage bag in front of Goku.

Wukong opened it and saw that there were two hundred blank array plates neatly placed inside, nodded with satisfaction, took out the Yuan Stone that had been prepared a long time ago from his storage bag, handed it to the man, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay." The man stopped Goku.

Wukong stopped and turned around, not understanding why this person stopped himself, didn't he want to cooperate for a long time? I'm also a little interested in this.

"I'm afraid it's not good for Taoist friends to enjoy the fairy fate alone!"

Unexpectedly, the man said something in a gloomy voice that made Wukong scratch his head. (To be continued.) )