Zhao Mingcheng didn't know that the bureau he set up for four hundred taels of tips was very effective, and a group of fish demons over there had almost touched the Tianchi under the oath of the four bear demons, but there were more than 10 million big stones under the water of Tianchi, and the giant ape clan did not know the nature of the water, so they could only do it on the shore in a hurry. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After tasting 'Farewell My Concubine', Zhang Moyu was full of praise for Zhao Mingcheng's craftsmanship, and said that the most direct way to impress a person was to conquer her stomach.

The goal of this afternoon trip to the black market is the recipe of 'thrush ink', and if you are lucky, you can come across it.

According to the general black market pattern, the middle position belongs to the mid-range area, the elves and sea tribes generally like to set up stalls in the mid-range area, and then go back is the high-end area, and there is only one high-end area in the black market, that is, the black market auction area.

The black market auction area can be said to be a paradise for the rich, and the night is the last night of the black market, that is to say, the items auctioned at night will be the finale of the black market ~ tide.

"Young master, look, there is a stall of the elf clan there, ah, there are still a lot of people around, young master, I'll go and cut the queue first!" Zeng Bull's eyes sharpened when he saw that there were many people crowded into the stalls of the elven clan in front of him, and he immediately forcibly inserted himself into the crowd with his strong physique.

There is Zeng Niu's humanoid monster to open the way, Zhao Mingcheng and the Zhang family brothers and sisters immediately followed behind and squeezed in, inside the stall is an elf old woman, this person has green eyes, high ears, white skin, although the old woman, but the unique aura of the elf clan looks not only very mature, but also very sexy.

No wonder it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the beauties of the elf clan and the beauties of the demon fox clan are the best demon pets of the strong. Of course, the queen of the elves is the supreme existence of the sage, and anyone who dares to fight the idea of the elven race is waiting to be wiped out!

There are three holy relics on the stall of the elf clan in front of him, one is the 10,000-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, the same is the 10,000-year-old ginseng, and the other is the 10,000-year-old He Shou Wu.

Most of the things that have been around for 10,000 years are generally spiritual, but the elves have the means to maintain these plant and tree essences on the grass and trees as they are, so that these exposed things will not cause others to greatly improve their strength due to their high level.

But I saw a sign erected in the middle of the stall, which read: Barter, only for floating clouds!

Zhao Mingcheng was almost knocked down by thunder, and asked Zhang Moyu next to him softly: "Cough, that, Sister Moyu, what is a floating cloud?" ”

Zhang Moyu almost fell, you didn't have floating clouds, what kind of elf stall are you squeezing? Who doesn't know that in the black market, every time the elven people ship a shipment, they only exchange them for non-floating clouds, and they usually only exchange different herbal essences according to the level of floating clouds.

"Haha, I said Brother Mengmeng, don't you know that Fuyun still dares to squeeze in? You can't want to peek at the elven beauties, right? Li Houren, who squeezed over next to him at some point, couldn't help but laugh and said loudly.

"Uh, I've only heard that the gods are floating clouds, do the elves need the gods?" Zhao Mingcheng found that this lucky star appeared next to him again, but he was not disgusted, but sincerely asked him for advice.

Zhang Moyu was most jealous of Zhao Mingcheng's contact with other Mo family children, so he immediately took advantage of the crowd and took the opportunity to half-lean on Zhao Mingcheng, and said coquettishly:

"Floating clouds are also called clouds and mud, they float like clouds when they meet the wind, and they are deposited like mud when they meet water. To put it simply, it is a kind of discarded thing, generally only under the furnace Ding refined by the Taoist senior Danshi, also called furnace ash, it is the main material necessary for the elves to make plant growth, and the demand is extremely high, but at present, on the black market, Taoist people and Buddhist people are as scarce, and generally do not haunt, so that floating clouds are also very scarce things, I heard that you have done Buddhist war poems, and I thought you got floating clouds! ”

As soon as he heard that the floating clouds were actually ashes and slag, Zhao Mingcheng's heart moved, his strange tripod had automatically refined a lot of fish demons, and there was a black thing at the bottom of the tripod furnace, and he was trying to take the time to clean it up, but he didn't expect that this thing might be a good treasure, so he immediately swept it away with his heart, and at the bottom of the tripod, this black thing really accumulated a lot.

With a turn of his eyes, he said to Zhang Xian next to him: "Isn't it just to exchange for floating clouds, I have a way!" Zhang Xian, you don't have ink on your body, get a small piece for me! ”

What is the relationship between ink blocks and floating clouds? Zhang Xian didn't react, but Li Houren slapped his thigh, is this okay? This guy clearly wants to crush the ink block and pretend to be floating clouds, anyway, it's all black powder, and it won't die when watering the flowers, it's a good idea, it's worth a fight!

He hurriedly whispered first: "Dogs, quickly pinch the ink cubes into powder and put them in bottles!" ”

When these professional doglegs were still searching for ink blocks in Zhang Xian's arms, they had already pinched the ink blocks into powder and quickly put them in bottles and sent them to Li Houren.

Li Houren glanced at Zhao Mingcheng and the others proudly, squeezed forward and said to the elf stall owner: "Hey, beauty, I have floating clouds in my hands, I changed these three things of yours!" ”

"Ah, are there really floating clouds?" The chatter in the crowd was the first to appear.

Fuyun is a thing that can only be produced by the Taoist Lian Dan clan, but this kind of thing is not taken seriously, because except for the elf race, other races are basically useless, and the elf race does not often buy this thing, so the probability of appearing in the black market is quite small!

The stall owner of the elf clan, who was half dozing off, heard that there were floating clouds, and glanced at Li Houren with half raised his green eyes, and then looked at the bottle in his hand, after a few breaths, her eyes were cold, her eyes were like a condensed murderous aura, and she said to Li Houren fiercely: "Although it is stipulated in the black market that you can't kill people, but who dares to play a fake game in front of me, I don't mind breaking the ring!" ”

After speaking, he closed his eyes and continued to rest, the Guiyue Divine Tree of the Elf Clan has recently grown a new seedling next to it, indicating that a new Elf princess is about to appear in the Elf Clan, she was ordered to come to the Terran to find floating clouds and help the new seedlings of the Guiyue Divine Tree to thrive, but I didn't expect that now no one in the Terran Race is playing the Danjutsu, this kind of floating cloud has not been asked for seven days, headache!

Li Houren was almost frightened by the murderous gaze of the elf stall owner, and they all said that the elf race was the most elf-loving race, but why was her eyes so scary? immediately set his eyes on Zhao Mingcheng, with infinite resentment in his heart, he was careless just now, and he was almost set up by this guy to play with a knife to kill people!

But this look, he almost got angry, only to see Zhao Mingcheng using a small piece of ink to paint the outside of a jade bottle: there are floating clouds in the bottle!

You're numb, and that's how you use it to find a small ink block, you're he's numb, take off your pants and play with farts, it's too much, right?

When Zhao Mingcheng used this stupid performance to attract all the attention of the audience just now, he successfully made a handful of floating clouds from the bottom of the Ding furnace, which happened to be installed at this time. The hands are a little dark, in order not to make people suspicious, they can only use ink blocks to pretend to play a graffiti game, borrowing the black of broken ink, so that others can't see it, and the hands are stained with floating clouds.

"There's a floating cloud in this man's bottle!" Li Houren was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and immediately yelled without fear of death.

The onlookers immediately looked at this side in unison, and Li Houren hurriedly jumped away, revealing Zhao Mingcheng who was holding a jade bottle in his hand next to him.

Everyone saw someone holding a jade bottle in his hand, and there was graffiti on it that 'there are floating clouds in the bottle', many people immediately laughed out loud, and the friends who comic are really funny, the words of the ancients do not deceive me!

"Ahem, that beautiful elven goddess is good, Xiao Sheng has a little floating clouds on his hands, I don't know if I can exchange these grass and wood spirit treasures?" Zhao Mingcheng knew that he should be on the field at this time, and the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu was in front of him, whether he could get it or not, at this moment. At the same time, he didn't have much confidence in the mud he made in the Ding Furnace, and he didn't know if this thing was a floating cloud!

The elven stall owner suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was unusually sharp and he scanned the crowd of onlookers, and finally the focus stayed on Zhao Mingcheng's hand for a moment, squinting his eyes and said coldly: "There are floating clouds in the bottle?" Well, that's good! It seems that I can't greet you well, I'm sorry for this bottle of floating clouds...... Elf space, open it for me! ”

But seeing the green light flashing, the elf stall owner and her stall in front of him disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, Zhao Mingcheng, who was holding the jade bottle, was also gone, Zeng Niu and the Zhang family brothers and sisters were suddenly in a hurry, and immediately shouted loudly: "Young master, young master, where are you?" "Zhao Gongzi ......" "Brother Mingcheng ......"

"Hahaha!" Li Houren saw that the few people in front of him were so anxious that he was confused, but he looked at it with great joy, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laughed, "Killing people is not allowed in the black market, Anla, your young master will be fine!" Of course, whether the elf space is considered a black market scope or not, then it's hard to determine, hahaha......"