The main entrance of the hall, which had been closed all night, finally opened, revealing three black-robed figures, which immediately caused a commotion around the courtyard.

"Look, it's out, they're out!"

"Go and report to the elders, they're moving!"

"Are they going out of town? Haha, a group of shrunken turtles, if you go out early, you will have to squat here all night! ”

Cultivation did not know the sun and the moon, and I was silent in the effect of the ice floe in time and space, and I had only passed for a moment, but I didn't expect that it was already the next morning.

The bright sunlight shone into the hall from the east, reflecting on the black cloaks of me, Tianhuo Venerable, and Yun Yun, and the air was a little dull and hot.

I crossed the threshold and stood outside the hall and looked left and right, only to see the people who were watching us around shouting and screaming, and the figures flickered for fear that I would not be able to spot them.

"Let's go."

The ice floe of time and space had not yet expired, my face was expressionless, my eyes were indifferent, I ignored these people, and walked straight to the outside of the Black Emperor Pavilion.

The old man guarding the door, the blue-robed Douhuang, was still guarding the door here, and when he saw this, he smiled and asked, "Your Excellency, are you planning to leave the Black Imperial City?" ”

"No, we're just going out for a walk, remember to ask the maid to prepare our meal, don't forget."

Glancing at him coldly, I passed him and walked down the streets of the Black Imperial City. With the end of the auction, the atmosphere in the Black Emperor City seemed to be much more relaxed, and the flow of people was much less.

Many of the people who had come to the auction had left early, and the caravans that had come to make a fortune had already sold out of their goods and were preparing to buy some Black Imperial City specialties.

The thieves don't go empty, the caravan doesn't go empty, and the greedy merchants will fill all the wagons in the caravan as much as possible, leaving no gaps......

Except for those who lose money.

However, some keen people can faintly feel that in this relaxed atmosphere, there is an imminent bloody storm.

"Little doll, where do you want to go?" The Heavenly Fire Venerable smiled and asked with interest.

"Bazaar."

"Bazaar? Could it be that you want to buy something, medicinal herbs or pills, or other cultivation materials? ”

I didn't answer him, and the psychic power enveloped the surrounding streets, and I soon found a nearby market. However, after passing a few streets and coming to this market, the Heavenly Fire Venerable was dumbfounded, because this was not a market for fighters, but a market for mortals!

The population of the Black Imperial City is nearly one million, and more than ninety percent of them are just ordinary mortals, and there are naturally special bazaars for mortals in the city.

It is not as gorgeous as the bazaar of the fighters, there are stalls along the sides of the street, and some of them do not even have stalls, and the peddlers hide directly on the ground, with a straw mat in front of them, and they start shouting when they swing the goods to be sold.

I walked in, the price in the interior of the Black Imperial City is expensive, this mortal market is a little small, and the crowd on the street is rubbing shoulders, but when I saw the three of us in black robes coming, we all subconsciously avoided it.

I walked aimlessly, and there were mortal young women in linen dresses and wooden hairpins on their heads, and they were bargaining with the vendors about the prices of bronze and rouge.

There were also some playful and rampage children, with dirty faces, stuffing not very sweet hard candy cubes into their mouths with their equally dirty little hands, and behind them there was a white-haired old man with a cane, and his lips were dry.

"Lu Xiang hangs, Qianmo slaughters, cooks and kills for no reason, gathers in the wild, goes to the horse, returns with meat, and is really similar to before......"

What is the difference between this scene in front of you and the previous vegetable market? Dirty, messy, poor, noisy, the sound of bargaining soared into the sky, as if it was going to shake down the fighting kings flying in the sky, but ......

Isn't this the world?

"Senior Tianhuo, you said that you are from a small mountain village, how do you feel?" I didn't look back and asked in a cold voice.

He was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, speaking of which, since he had achieved a small success on the path of cultivation, it had been many years since he had been in close contact with these mortals like this.

"Here...... Pretty good! ”

The Heavenly Fire Venerable nodded heavily and sighed, "The Black Imperial City is a big city, and the villagers in that small mountain village in the old man's hometown have a much worse life than here. The terrain is too steep to cultivate enough farmland, so every autumn the village goes into the mountains to hunt and store food for the winter. ”

"Fortunately, the mountain is not big, and there are only a small number of first-order demonic beasts living there, and even second-order demonic beasts may not exist, but there will always be dangers in entering the mountain, and every year there will be people who stay in the mountain and never get out again."

"One of the first volumes of the Yellow Rank Zhongpin Exercises I practiced was picked up by my father from the mountains...... At that time, the old man's greatest wish was probably to cultivate hard, and then move his family to a small nearby city to live. ”

"What's that city called? The old man had forgotten, but remembered that the city was really small, and there were only 20,000 or 30,000 people in the city. But for the old man at that time, it was already majestic and tall enough, with thick city walls, and strong fighters in the town, it was very safe, and life was several times better than in the village......"

The Heavenly Fire Venerable fell into a long memory, he didn't remember much about his childhood, only a few impressive images he still remembered, the dim and low stone house, his burly father dressed in animal skins, and his mother sewing clothes for him in the flickering firelight......

It's a pity that a thousand years have passed, everything has returned to dust, and he is the only one left.

I continued to walk forward, the people take food as the sky, so the stalls on both sides sell mostly grain, there are millet, millet, beans, wheat, but there is no rice, it is estimated that there are few rivers near the Black Imperial City, which is not suitable for planting rice.

However, the price of food is similar to that of the Nalan Empire, and each stone of wheat is about 25 copper coins per stone, so these mortals don't have to worry about having enough to eat.

But the Black Imperial City is very scarce, and the price of a piece of clothing is extremely expensive, and ordinary people are estimated to have two or three sets of clothes all year round.

Not to mention iron tools, iron ore is not something that can be found everywhere, not to mention that in the chaotic place of the Black Horn Domain, occupying an iron mine is far more important than occupying a gold mine.

With iron ore, you can forge weapons and armor and rob gold mines. And with the gold mine, it is the gold lord in the Nalan Empire, but it is just a fat sheep in the Black Horn Domain......

Therefore, the price of iron in the Black Horn Domain is very high, and those forces that occupy the iron ore prefer to make them into blades and armor, bows and crossbows, and swords rather than agricultural tools, so that under such a developed smelting process, I can still see that many farmers working outside the city use bronze and stone agricultural tools in their hands.

"Not as much as the Nalan Empire......"

I shook my head and walked on, but I was stunned by the scene in front of me. I saw a shop selling salt in front, with two flags hanging in front of the door, two big characters "Nalan" written on the right side, and a small word "ink" below; On the left side is the book "Salt Rest".

This is the salt of the Nalan Empire?

There is a salt pond "Xichi" in the territory of the Nalan Empire, which is controlled by the Mo family in Yancheng, which can produce a huge amount of salt every year, which can not only supply the entire empire, but also sell the surplus abroad......

Even this Black Corner Domain, the Black Imperial City has it?!

This scene shocked me very much, I really didn't expect to see this scene. The Douqi Continent is still in a small-scale peasant economy, and many things can be self-sufficient, except for two things, one is iron and the other is salt, these two things cannot grow in the ground, and can only be bought in the market.

"Nalan Empire, magnificent!"

I sighed lightly, looked up and laughed, and looked around, these mortals may not be as rich and magnificent as the fighters, but the men and women weave, the chickens and dogs smell each other, the yellow hair hangs down, and they are happy, but they may not lose to the fighters!

"What is this person giggling at, can't he be crazy?"

"This man is secretive, maybe it's a thief somewhere."

"Don't talk nonsense, you don't want to live anymore, I'm afraid this dress is a fighter, I've seen a lot of fighters dressed like this, yes!"

The crowd around me began to point fingers at me, and the laughter in my mouth was forced back.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

At this moment, a strange laugh suddenly sounded in the distance, and I looked back to see that it was a tall man who had been following me.

He looked at the three of us with a big grin, and kicked over the stall next to him at will, "What are you three doing here, do you still want to hide in this group of ants and get out of the city?" ”

"Haha, you three don't have to pretend to be eggless, anyway, you are no different from this group of ants, you just want to slip away from under Lao Tzu's hands, and you are a little tender!"

"If you're afraid of death, give the space-time ice floe to Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will let the three of you leave here, how about it!"

Saying that, the man laughed strangely again, and at the same time, in this mortal bazaar, he unscrupulously exuded a majestic aura, but it was an eight-star Dou Huang, no wonder he dared to be so rampant.

A Douhuang was shocked, and the entire bazaar suddenly became chaotic, countless people scurried like headless flies, crying and screaming into the sky, and even children were squeezed down, crying and crying, even more panicked.

In an instant, the bustling, smoky mortal bazaar was gone. Looking at those mortals who were making a pot of porridge, the goods that had been scheming and bargaining before were sprinkled on the muddy ground, trampled by countless feet, I looked at the eight-star Dou Huang, my eyes were indifferent, and I muttered:

"Mortals are like ants, living in peace and working happily, and fighters are like jackals, the weak and the strong eat."

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