One lot after another was sold, but the golden bell in Kevin's cave never rang, as if he had faintly grasped something, and was meditating.

Magic props need to be driven by magic.,Under normal circumstances, some magic will be stored in it.,Without using it.,There is no need to inject magic for a long time.,The role of these magic tools is camouflage.,So it's highly unified at this point.。 He had tried, and after being filled with mana once, when he didn't make other changes, the Half Moon Rush could be used once. His mana was still full when he checked it, and he had absolutely no problem using it for a few days, and he regretted not paying attention to the subtle amount of mana, so he couldn't tell if it had decreased. In this case, the only reason why all the magic weapons are out of order is that he has cut off contact with these magic weapons, but the magic weapons are all his magic power, how can he break the connection? It can only be speculated that it was that strange state that disconnected his body from all magic. Whether it was the old man's manipulation or the strange state of the ghost, neither of the two speculations could be concluded, and he could not prove either of them at all now.

Kevin's heart was more uncomfortable than he was being hunted down by those people, this was the first time he had deviated from his plan since he left his uncle, and this feeling of powerlessness and anger hit his heart in an instant, filling his chest, and swallowing strong emotions as he breathed. On the other side, the absolutely calm teenager was telling him to remember every second of the moment, remember the powerlessness and anger of this moment, because no plan is perfect, there will always be all kinds of predictable and unpredictable problems, and many times he is even powerless to make any changes, he needs to get used to such emotions, so "he" coldly watched the eruption of the volcano in his heart.

After half a cup of tea, he regained his composure. In a rage, he calmed down, and he went into hiding. He seems to have undergone some changes, some metamorphosis, such as accepting that the plan will not always go as expected, for example, accepting two selves.

Before he returned to the desk, his magic moved, and he changed it to a cup of hot tea, which was a privilege of the second class and above. When he looked at the magic mirror in front of him again, he found that the auction was in the late stages, and there were only five items left, and one of the materials he had hoped to obtain had already been auctioned. At this time, he didn't have much chagrin, this time the income was not something that money could measure, and he suddenly understood that the potion that he valued so much before was not so important, it was just a means. It's only because he's the best at using it that he thinks he's reliable, but others also know that he's good at potions, and others will be more guarded against this, so he needs other means. Potions and magic tools are just one of them, he grinned, and glanced at the light above his head again, some delighted and some excited, I have to say that he needs to be grateful for this place, this is a gift more important than anything else.

Kevin came to this black market five or six years ago, when he was still young and followed his father, so his style of behavior was still in order, but it was inevitable that his memory was a little weak, so he needed guidance. Fortunately, the clever young man who pointed the way, coupled with his wit, finally dealt with it, and after five days of wandering here, it was no longer a problem to pretend to be a regular customer. He needs to get a voucher through this auction, and it will be much easier to walk here in the future, after all, that credential is not only for auction, but also a symbol of wealth, which is useful for the entire promenade black market, so he needs to auction off one thing anyway.

"Ding"

The bell of his cave rang for the first time, it was a snow lotus, it was the last item he was interested in, the potion was not the most important, but it was still one of his methods, and he didn't plan to give up.

The final finale of the lot, of course, is a good thing, the bell rings frequently, Kevin did not hesitate to make a decisive move. Prices climbed quickly, and only a few people were left to compete. Kevin was not in a hurry, the medicinal herbs in his private library were piled up, and it was more than enough to buy everything in this auction. The rhythmic sound is constantly ringing, and someone has already withdrawn from the competition. Only two of them increased the price in reincarnation, and it soon exceeded the price of a thousand low-grade obsidian.

Kevin was a little puzzled, this Xue Jilian is the main medicine of the comprehensive potion, it is indeed rare, but there should not be such a price, the current price has exceeded expectations, but of course he will not stop, the other party seems to be determined to win, is it also the idea of a comprehensive potion? This is one of the most precious recipes in his family's ancestral tradition, and it should have been lost on the market.

While he was thinking, his subordinates kept going, and the remaining few pieces were not bargains, since this one was more useful to him, he naturally shot this.

The two sides were anxious, as if neither of them wanted to give up. The auctioneer temporarily stopped the auction, and then explained the rules again, changing to a free auction, with no limit on the amount of each price increase.

Childe hesitated slightly, the price of one thousand two had been quoted on the other side, and Childe followed closely with one thousand three, no matter what bid was made on the other side, he would add one hundred.

I saw that in a spacious cave higher up, a young man with a gloomy face slammed the case, and the wine was spilled.

"Damn!"

"Young master, don't add more." They didn't come for the flower, but they had other plans. This flower is not too expensive, but the growing conditions are too harsh, and it cannot be cultivated, only occasionally I will encounter a little bit, it is considered priceless, but the use of this flower is very narrow, and it is not a core medicine, of course, this is only in the eyes of ordinary people, so the few companies that began to bid have some background. For example, this pair of masters and servants, it just so happens that the house is refining a blind elixir, which is considered a blind adjuvant, and it is natural to take a photograph when it encounters it, but I didn't expect the price to exceed expectations.

The boy hesitated for a moment, and when he added to one thousand and five, he gave up, and it seemed that he was definitely not in a good mood.

"Go and ask, which bastard is this!"

The old man smiled silently, he understood his young master's temper, and this time he was afraid that he hated him, but where did the young master understand how deep the water of this black market was, not to mention that he was a family worshipper, even if the patriarch of the family was in person, he didn't dare to say such a big thing. It's just the young master's temperament, and he forgot about it after a while, so he just bowed down and agreed, and there was no follow-up.

On the other hand, Kevin photographed Xue Jilian, although the price was much higher than expected, but the ending was not bad. He placed the obsidian on the teleportation array, and the light flashed before disappearing. Nearly a minute later, it was replaced by a long black jade box, along with a small token. He opened the box and looked at it, then put it away, playing with the token.

It is said to be a token, but it is more like a short stick, black throughout, only some water ripples in the lower right corner, which cannot be seen, and can only be felt when touched with your hand. As he played with it, he tried to remember that he had seen this thing when he was a child, but his father should have used it more advanced.

He struggled to remember some ways to use it, and after a long time, he shook his head, after all, he was still young at the time, and he really didn't have any basis for the token, only vaguely remembered that it could be used except for auctions, as if his father had shown it in some shops. Other than that, he got nothing, when he was going to show it, what it meant, and whether there was any way to it, he didn't know anything. This black market also has some meaning, obviously black jade has these uses, but it is really strange not to tell it.

The auction is still going on, this time it is a set of magic armor for auction, the value is extraordinary, no one will be afraid of the many things to sign up, especially when the mainland wind rises, so this price has reached a very high point, more than double the price of weapons of the same level, and it is still continuing, and there are still many bidders. Kevin didn't participate, he wasn't even interested in watching the play, he just played with the token and fell into deep thought. After a long time, he carefully controlled his magic power, and separated a very small wisp and leaned into the black jade.

It was a dimly lit world, and everything was blurry and directionless. Suddenly, his body shook and he withdrew from that state. With his accumulation, this method of accurately controlling a trace of magic power is still too reluctant, just because he is a pharmacist, and his control over magic power is usually slightly stronger than that of ordinary people, so he can barely achieve magic separation. But just before he quit, he seemed to vaguely "see something, and the flash was too fast to tell if it was an illusion."

He sat cross-legged, his hands lowered to the ground, gently holding the small token, breathing slowly, the agility in his eyes became less and less, and more and more cold, like a stone statue without any emotion, and even his breath became as if he were not breathing. A smaller wisp of magic slowly seeped into the token from between the two hands.

Once the mana is out of the body, if it is not used immediately, it will be much more difficult to control, and it will be far less convenient than in the body. This time, Kevin was much more patient, the magic was more subtle than the one he had just tried before, slightly better controlled, but easier to disconnect from the body. He cautiously tried to swim around the perimeter of the token. Suddenly, the connection was broken, and the magic dissipated, but he held on a little longer than the last time, and he was more sure of one thing, there was a magic circle in this token. That's not seeing, it's more like perceiving. Childe didn't move, and he separated a wisp of magic into the token, as if he had found a novel game, and he never got tired of it.

I don't know how many attempts he had made, but his body suddenly became agitated, as if he had entered the state of the freezer in a warm environment, and then trembled more and more, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably. It's not a lack of mana, it's an overuse of energy. He had withdrawn from that cold state, but he still couldn't control his body, and his consciousness was blurred for a while. He fell backwards, leaning against the rough stone wall, and began to gasp for air.

This kind of fine control of magic power is extremely exhausting, especially when his magic power is not deep. If it weren't for his eerie cold state, he wouldn't have lasted so long. Even if there was that state, once he withdrew, all the burdens came in a moment, and he was overwhelmed in an instant, which was a trembling caused by the sudden strong mismatch between his mental power and his body. Don't underestimate this difference, if you don't get shocked out of the weird state after a while, you will even die instantly when you wake up.

This tremor lasted for a long time, and after a full two pillars of incense, he regained some control of his body, and was able to barely move his arms, he trembled and took out a bottle of magic potion, and drank the whole bottle, this is a bottle of low-level recovery potion, which can restore some energy and magic power, at this time, it is not appropriate to use fierce medicine, but a mild potion with no side effects is better. Sure enough, after getting some supplements, his face recovered a little, which can be regarded as a relief. At this time, the various functions of the body began to recover, and the first feeling was a tidal wave of hunger, and there was even a thunderous sound in the abdomen.

Fortunately, he was well prepared, brought water and dry food with him, and ate it on the spot. At this time, the auction has long been over, but fortunately, this magic array has been open, and others can't peep into the situation in the cave, and the auctioneer can leave whenever he wants, which is also a kind of protection.

He laughed because this crazy attempt opened a new path for him. He couldn't help but look up at the blue above his head again, thinking that this trip was really worth it, this was his blessed land. If he can come back alive, it is also a good choice to come here, which is suitable for people like him who walk in the dark.

But can you come back?

He smiled bitterly, let go of this thought, silently ate dry food, regained his strength, and finally fell asleep slowly in the cave.

The ghostly light danced and flickered, as if it were the only solace in this quiet grotto. The slightly pale young man, but with a smile on his mouth, slept peacefully.

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