Zhou Ling found the other three first, and was relieved to see that they were all safe and sound.

"Jin Tan let you go?" Jia Lan asked curiously, and the other two also stared at him incredulously, they never believed that Jin Tan would let him go easily.

In fact, they were still discussing how to rescue Zhou Ling before Zhou Ling's interrogation.

"No!" Zhou Ling said with a shrug.

"Then you gave him the Heart Fire Crystal?" asked Yu Wei.

"I took one of his bags!"

Zhou Ling said as he took a seemingly ordinary bag he found from Jin Tan in his hand.

After Zhou Ling said this, the three of them all stared at him like monsters, they really couldn't believe that Zhou Ling could escape from an opponent with the peak strength of a martial arts general, and it seemed unscathed.

"What a wicked!"

Yun Tianhe's eyes widened, shaking his head and sighing.

Zhou Ling had already checked this bag, it was a Qiankun bag, something that only those who had the realm of Martial King or above would have, I don't know how this golden sandalwood could have it.

Qiankun bags belong to devices such as storage space, which are specially used for storage. It is made by the strength of the realm above the Martial King using his own Force to open up a strange space in a special bag, which requires the user to drop blood and recognize the owner before it can be used, of course, after the user dies, the Force is exhausted, and the Qiankun bag can also be used by others.

After Zhou Ling used the Force to break through the seal of the Qiankun bag, he found that there were some martial arts and spars collected by Jin Tan inside, so he stored thousands of spars and martial arts scrolls into the Xuantong Bead, took out the Qiankun bag and held it in his hand.

"I've inquired, this bag is called the Qiankun Bag, it can store items, you have a lot of pills, just use it to store it!"

Zhou Ling threw the Qiankun bag to Yu Wei and said.

"Thanks!"

Yu Wei cast a grateful glance at Zhou Ling, he just needed a storage device, he didn't expect Zhou Ling to be so generous, and his heart lowered his mustard for him a lot.

"Anything else?" asked Jia Lan and Yun Tianhe, each begging.

"What do you think? This thing is already precious, when you reach the realm of the Martial King, let's get one yourself!" Zhou Ling shook his head helplessly, "I broke Yu Wei's Silence Bell, compensate him first!"

"Don't expect to replace my Silence Bell with this bag, you promised me to fix it in two years!" Yu Wei said.

"I said that your memory is very good!" Zhou Ling glanced at him and then said solemnly, "I won't forget the Silent Bell, but the urgent thing at the moment is to hurry up and get out of here, King Yelang will definitely send the Martial King to hunt us down!"

"Let's go take a look at this Mick Town!" Yu Wei said.

Zhou Ling solicited the opinions of several other people, and he had long been itchy about this antique market, so he decided to go to the antique market immediately to take a look, and then go out of the border of the Yelang Dynasty.

The so-called antique market is a rare item that many Taokers collect from all over the place and use to trade, and the Mick market in the Yoro Dynasty is a famous antique trading place.

Walking to the gate of the market, Zhou Ling felt very shocked by the huge and lively scale, all kinds of strange items were dazzling, shouting and shouting endlessly, people came and went, and the streets were not lively all day long.

"Huh, killing the original lamp?" Yu Wei looked at a strange lamp with great interest.

"Haha, I see that you are also a person who knows the goods, this is an ancient lamp with a history of thousands of years, and it can be used directly when the Force is activated, which can make your opponent instantly confused, and has a surprise effect. ”

The shopkeeper saw that Yu Wei was very interested, and hurriedly greeted him and introduced.

"How many hedrons?"

"Five hundred crystals!" said the shopkeeper with five fingers.

"So expensive?" Although this primordial lamp is still used, it can only be regarded as a mortal-level spiritual weapon, and he is reluctant to exchange five hundred crystals for it.

"Forget it, I think this thing is too evil, maybe it will be the Force backlash, don't do it!"

Zhou Ling picked him up and walked away, and the shopkeeper scolded behind him.

"If you can't afford it, you can't afford it, and what kind of evil thing do you say!"

In the Tianyan Continent, in addition to the martial arts, the spar is also the object of competition for many people, there are ancient derivatives in the land, which can be calcined spiritual weapons, and it is also a token commonly used for exchange and purchase, of course, there are also special spars, such as the heart fire spar obtained by Zhou Ling, which is a rare spar and is worth a lot of money.

The antique market is very large, and the four of them are still unsatisfied after shopping for a long time, Zhou Ling is worried that the Yelang Dynasty will send people to chase and kill, so he urges a few people to evacuate quickly.

"Huh?"

When a few people passed by a small antique shop, a strong signal came out of Hyun Tongzhu's mind, and he stopped and walked into the store, and this feeling became clearer and clearer.

The shopkeeper was an old man with an old scroll in his hand and staring intently, in stark contrast to the other shops that shouted for business, the old man did not greet someone coming, and did not even raise his head.

"Hey, old man, let's take a look at your antiques here!" Yu Wei was a little displeased with the old man's attitude, and deliberately raised his voice and said.

"Look!" said the old man without raising his eyes.

Yu Wei became more and more displeased, and was about to have a seizure, but was stopped by Zhou Ling.

The antiques in this shop look a little uneven, even messy, and some of the surfaces are stained with dust and have not been cleaned for a long time.

After a careful search, Zhou Ling finally locked onto the object that sent him a strong feeling.

This object is the size of a palm, like a piece of rusty scrap metal, and it looks very inconspicuous among the many antiques.

When Zhou Ling looked at the piece of iron, the old man suddenly put down the scroll in his hand, and looked at Zhou Ling and the others with a pair of sharp eyes on his thin face.

"What kind of eyes are these?"

In Zhou Ling's memory, only Brother Qing has such eyes.

"If it weren't for the tough body of this old man, then he would definitely be a master of seclusion!"

Zhou Ling speculated in his heart, casually tinkering with other antiques in his hands.

"This mirror is so beautiful!" Jia Lan said, holding a petite and delicate mirror in both hands.

"Eight hundred crystals!" said the old man's vicissitudes of life.

"It's actually more expensive than the original lamp?" Yu Wei exclaimed.

"I don't like these weird things!"

Yun Tianhe glanced at the Dao casually, he only advocated his own martial arts, and he was not very interested in ancient magic treasures and the like.

"Didn't pursue it!" Jia Lan said with a glance.

Zhou Ling turned a deaf ear to the words of several people, his eyes pretended to look around, but the energy in his heart was tied to the piece of iron.

He cautiously stretched out his hand to Tie Shan, holding his breath and grasping it in his hand, but suddenly there was no difference, and even Xuantong Zhu didn't feel it.

"Could it be that the Xuantong Bead is wrong?"

Zhou Ling looked stunned, picked up the iron piece and carefully held it.

I saw that this piece of iron was cold to the touch, and the surface was covered with a layer of rust and non-rust, which was a little rough to the touch.

"What is this?" asked Zhou Ling.

"I don't know!" said the old man.

"I found it by chance while searching for antiques, and although I don't know what it is, I feel that it must not be ordinary, so I brought it back!"

"I think it's just ordinary iron ore!" Zhou Ling said, weighing the iron piece.

"If it was ordinary, you wouldn't have paid attention to it for so long!" the old man said with a playful smile, he had already seen through Zhou Ling's scheming.

Zhou Ling secretly said that this old man's eyes were really vicious, and he was already very disguised and was still seen by him.

"Let's make a price!" Zhou Ling asked directly.

"A thousand crystals!" said the old man with five thin fingers.

"A thousand spars, I heard you right, this broken piece of iron needs a thousand spars, it's better to grab it!" Jia Lan said in surprise.

"yes, are you thinking about it again?"

Yu Wei also seconded the proposal, he really liked the original lamp, and he was reluctant to buy it, and a piece of rusty iron that Zhou Ling took a fancy to was actually more expensive.

Zhou Ling raised his hand to signal them not to speak, only to see a flash of green fluorescence in his hand, and a thousand spars were neatly placed in front of the old man.

"Deal!"

In the confusion of the three of them, Zhou Ling quickly left the antique shop with them, and immediately rushed to them according to the route they had formulated.

"Boy, you're really willing to spend such a lot of money to buy a piece of broken iron!" said Brother Qing with a smile and Zhou Ling.

"My intuition tells me that I have to buy it, even if it's scrap iron, I admit it!" Zhou Ling responded.

"Tsk, rich people are willful!" said Brother Qing.

Zhou Ling no longer paid attention to him, he didn't want to have any more entanglements with the Yelang people, and led the three of them through the Mick antique field and quickly ran towards the Yelang border.