The so-called black market in Xinghai City is actually a place where all kinds of groceries are sold, regardless of the source.

In the lanes of the urban village, there is a straight village road, which is this low-level black urban area, and the stalls of the two rows of houses on the left and right are stacked with all kinds of goods.

Many young men and women also passed through this village road in an endless stream, buying what they saw as cheap goods.

Link followed Lin Han, looking around with novel eyes, he was born in a rich family, his food and clothing are famous brands, and he is also the first choice for shopping in large shopping malls and specialty stores, and it is the first time to see such a miscellaneous stall.

"Brother Lin, are we going to buy something here? But these things are cheap enough. Link leaned close to Lin Han's ear and said.

Lin Han shook his head and replied in a low voice: "Naturally not here, follow me, don't say a word later." ”

"Okay, okay." Link nodded obediently and followed Lin Han closely.

All the way forward, when he walked to the entrance of a grocery store with jewelry and jade, Lin Han stopped, walked into the small store, did not speak, took out 100 big bills and put them on the boss's desktop, and then walked straight into the back door with Link.

The boss was wearing a small black hat, and when he saw that Lin Han was familiar with the way, he continued to squint and make his tea.

I opened the back door and walked in, and there was a famous hall inside.

In the room of more than 200 square meters, there are dozens of long tables, on which are placed all kinds of strange utensils, including jade, bronze, iron and similar alloys.

"This is ......" looked at the guests around him who had a good temperament and wandered around the long table, as well as the Link on the table who looked like two Buddhist and Taoist utensils, and couldn't help but say excitedly: "Cultivating real magic weapons? ”

"Xiuzhen?" Lin Han lightly knocked on Link and said in a low voice, "There is no cultivation in this world, and there is no magic as you imagined. ”

"Follow me, be careful of being kicked out."

After Lin Han finished speaking, he approached the long table and looked at the goods sold in the Xinghai branch of the Hundred Treasure Palace.

Baibaodian is a company that specializes in tailor-made and manufactured all kinds of rare objects for those who have special hobbies, because most of its customers are wealthy and powerful, and their own backgrounds are also extremely deep.

Lin Han's words to Link were not wrong, in this world, there is no cultivation and no magic.

At least in the sense of the novel, there is no such thing as the magic of cultivating truth.

Yes, only two words...... Spirit!

Whether it is the Tao, the Buddha, the evil demons, the outer way, and even all kinds of witches and warlocks abroad, what they cultivate is actually the spirit.

Influencing other living beings with spirit, changing one's own body with spirit, and exercising one's own will with spirit, so as to transcend ordinary people and incarnate all kinds of legends in ordinary people's mouths.

However, in modern times, in the present day of the 21st century, they have a common name.

They are hypnotists.

Although the cultivation methods are different, despite the different beliefs of the gods, and even hostile to each other, it is indisputable that they actually rely on spiritual power to create miracles in the eyes of ordinary people, and they are real hypnotists.

The Massachusetts Institute of Technology, located in the western part of the United States, was the first school to set the standard for hypnotists, and they divided the world's hypnotists into three, six, nine, and other categories, and set test scores to determine their strength.

Thirty years ago, the perfect score was 100.

Now, the perfect score is 120, and Lin Han clearly knows that the one who has to make MIT raise the full score to 120 is a hypnotist who started with cultivation, a Chinese person who amazes the dark world.

At the same time, it is also a mortal enemy that he can't avoid in the future!

"Huh?" Thinking of the secrets of these dark worlds, Lin Han's eyes lit up and he saw a three-legged bronze tripod.

This bronze tripod is about one meter high, more than half a meter wide, the whole body is constructed by the best bronze, not to mention the excellent workmanship, there are two staggered five-clawed dragon reliefs on the tripod, lifelike, amazing.

"How to sell this bronze tripod?" Lin Hanshen took out his right hand, pressed it on the edge of the bronze tripod, and asked softly.

"Young man, do you want to buy this ding?" On Lin Han's side, a gray-haired old man in a Tang suit, his eyes flashed, his eyes flashed like an eagle, and his sharp gaze swept over Lin Han and Lin Ke, and he said loudly.

"Yes." Lin Han nodded lightly.

"What are you going to buy it for?" The gray-haired old man asked.

"I don't seem to have to talk to you." Lin Han said.

"Ahem, this is not from the Hundred Treasures Palace, it is something that I took out to appreciate, so I have the final say on whether to sell it for you or not." The gray-haired old man smiled to himself, and gently stroked his short beard, which was less than half an inch.

"Oh?" Lin Han couldn't help but glance at the old man a few more times, this look made him see some fame, although this old man is old, he is full of energy, his spirit is very good, and he is obviously a character with cultivation and strength.

In addition, the other party is haunted here, and in terms of identity, it is likely to be biased towards the people over there.

However, Lin Han is not afraid of anything, except for the few dark forces, and the few special forces armed with the highest technology of the country, there is really nothing that Lin Han is afraid of at present.

Ordinary gunners and assassins, Lin Han has confidence, just like slaughtering young children in the novice village, killing one by one, and destroying a thousand thousand.

"I bought it because I wanted to try to use it to make medicine." Lin Han said.

"Alchemy?" The gray-haired old man's face moved slightly, and then he burst out laughing: "Little guy, didn't your elders tell you that if you refine medicine, those so-called wild medicinal materials don't need to use this ancient medicine tripod anymore?" ”

"And...... The current scarcity of heavenly and earthly treasures has long made these medicine refining treasures useless. Speaking of this, the gray-haired old man seemed a little lonely.

However, looking at Lin Han's serious expression, the gray-haired old man couldn't help but whisper: "You really plan to buy and refine medicine?" ”

"Yes." Lin Han nodded lightly and said to the gray-haired old man, "I will use it well to refine the best elixir." ”

"The best potion ......" The gray-haired old man coughed lightly, waved his hand and sighed: "Put it here for me, no one can use it, since you want it, 500,000, take it!" ”

"500,000!"

Link couldn't help but change his face slightly, this bronze tripod is worth this price?

Lin Han turned his head to look at Link Ke: "Do you have it on your card?" ”

"Yes, of course." Link nodded, although 500,000 is more, he can't get it.

"Okay, pay for it, and let them deliver it to your residence." Lin Han said.

This bronze tripod is a rare medicine tripod, with multiple designs to evenly heat it, and it could not be better to refine the prescriptions obtained from the Divine Grace Century.

The price of 500,000 yuan is already extremely cheap in Lin Han's opinion, if Baibaodian tailors such a medicine tripod, not only will it take a lot of time, but the asking price will not be less than one million.

Although there is no true cultivation in this world, even the false cultivation of spiritual power requires wealth as the foundation before it can be practiced.

"Yes." Link didn't dare to question Lin Han, nodded a little reluctantly, and took out his credit card.

"By the way, young man, what's your name?" The gray-haired old man couldn't help shouting when he saw Lin Han about to leave.

"Shuangmu Forest, Lin Han!" Lin Han turned around and replied, and walked out of the black market with Link.

During this trip to the black market, Lin Han bought what he wanted, and went back to the residence with Link along the delivery truck.

After instructing Link to clean the bronze tripod, Lin Han walked into the garage and released a small metal silver against the large pile of steel delivered over there.

"Whew, a lot of metal! Xiao Yin is finally back in this wonderful place. Metal Silver shouted happily flapping her wings.

"Eat, you performed well in the last mission, eat more, so that you can have the ability to attack early." Lin Han touched the head of the metal Xiaoyin and said softly.

Letting the metal young dragon Xiaoyin start eating and drinking, Lin Han went back to his house.

Lin Han, who was planning to pack up his things, move the stronghold to Lin Ke's house for a period of time, and then move to the office set up by Li Junjie, just returned home and saw Zhang Xiong, a big man in a security uniform, blocking his door.

Although he was born in a scholarly family since he was a child, he was lazy and lazy since he was a child, and he became a small leader in the nearby gangsters very early.

Later, relying on the relationship between his relatives, he became a supernumerary security officer in the Lin Han community, and he relied on this identity to eat, drink and have a lot of fun.

He came this time because Lin Han saved Lin Ke and caused trouble, and those little brothers found him and cried for a while, so that he found Lin Han's door.

"Lin Han! You actually dare to make things difficult for my little brother, hum, today I want you to know, know, what is called powerful! Zhang Xiong, who was wearing a security uniform, saw Lin Han approaching, waved his baton sharply to stretch it, and then roared loudly.