"Dark market?" Mo Yu frowned, and sat back down.

"Yes. Luo Ya bowed her head slightly, her snow-white neck was as white as jade in the soft light of the lounge, "During the preparation of each auction, the auction hall will receive many items that cannot be estimated and have strange features, and they cannot be auctioned in public, so they are put together to form a small trade fair, which is the dark market." After the end of each auction, our auction house will invite a small number of guests to participate in the dark market transactions, and you are one of the invited monks in the dark market. ”

There is still a lack of ancient rattan paste materials in the arrangement of the Spirit Gathering Array, maybe there will be something to gain in this dark market, plus it is a small range of transactions, so it can't be delayed too much time. The thought in his heart turned, but Mo Yu did not rush to answer, but sent out a thought of inquiry.

Soon, Qin Qing'er's calm voice sounded in his head, "Since that Savage Saint Sect monk has left a soul imprint in your body, he will never give up easily, if you want to participate in this dark market, you can go by yourself." ”

After the two finished communicating, Mo Yu got up, nodded and said, "Let's go, I'll go and see what strange treasures are on the dark market." ”

"I don't want to disappoint the guests, please come with me. ”

Luo Ya saluted, turned and led the way.

Leaving the lounge area and walking through several corridors, the two of them walked to an entrance guarded by several monks, with stone steps leading down, and they didn't know where to go.

Luo Ya took out a token in her hand and said, "I was ordered to take this guest to the dark market. ”

Several monks examined the tokens and stepped aside.

Descend the stone steps into a long corridor, and when you reach the end, a large hall appears. The hall is empty, only a white stone platform more than ten meters long, and there are seats on both sides in turn, and at this moment, many black-robed guests have come here under the leadership of the monk of the auction house.

"Guest, this is the place where the dark market is held, there are other guests who have not arrived, please wait for a while. Luo Ya said respectfully.

Mo Yu's gaze swept around him, met the eyes of many people, nodded calmly, and found a random place to sit down.

Loya offered him a cup of hot tea, and stood beside him with her head bowed.

At this moment, Qin Qing'er's slightly cold voice suddenly came, "Don't show anything unusual, the Wild Saint Sect monk has also arrived." ”

Mo Yu frowned, his face was calm, and his breath did not fluctuate at all, and after a few breaths, he saw a female cultivator with a phoenix eye and slightly thin lips leading a black-robed monk to arrive. This old ghost of the Barbarian Holy Sect obviously has some means, and his own aura is not revealed, if it is not for Qin Qing'er to tell him, Mo Yu will not be able to identify his identity.

Just like the other guests, Mo Yu glanced at him and looked away. But when he paid attention, he noticed that the old ghost's gaze paused for a moment on him, and he obviously recognized him. But this old ghost town is extremely deep, and it is not abnormal, so I found a seat to sit down.

After waiting for a while, a few more guests arrived one after another, all of them were counted, and there were only thirty or forty people participating in the dark market, but each of them was not weak, at least they were all cultivators above the fifth order.

Suddenly, a man of medium stature who was as round as a winter melon walked at the entrance, with a smile on his white face in the shape of a disc, and he arched his hand and said: "I'm sorry to wait for all the guests for a long time, everyone knows me and some don't know me, the big director of the Xiashanhe Auction House is tall and thin, and I will preside over the dark market this time." ”

When he spoke, he had already walked to the end of the stone platform and sat down, "Don't delay your precious time, the dark market trading will start immediately." It is still the old rule that the bidding price for the items stored on the dark market is determined by the consignment customer, and if the customer likes it, he can bid to buy it. If a customer does not intend to buy a consignment item but knows what kind of treasure it belongs to, he or she can also receive one-tenth of the appraised value of the treasure as long as he keeps what he knows. ”

The tall and thin man whose name was completely inconsistent with his appearance waved his sleeves, and he saw the void flashing slightly, and dozens of things appeared directly, silently falling on the stone platform, "Everyone can look at it at will, and call me if there is something." With a smile, he leaned back, took out a small purple sand pot with a delicate surface in his hand, raised his hand and took a sip, his eyes narrowed slightly and looked comfortable.

Some of the guests who participated in the dark market were obviously not here for the first time, and they already knew about his behavior, and they began to look at the closest items to them, their eyes showing solemnity.

Tall and thin are casual, leaving these things to them to choose freely, but it doesn't mean that these things are really ordinary. On the contrary, the items that can enter the dark market must have their own strange places, most of them are from the ruins of monks from extremely long ago, and it is difficult to identify them with today's means, maybe if you look at something inconspicuous, it may be some kind of treasure with great power.

The most famous example is that thirty years ago, a loose cultivator auctioned off a small red flag from the dark market of the mountain and river auction house for the price of 8,000 high-grade treasure crystals, until fifteen years ago, in a fight, this loose cultivator sacrificed this small flag, the sky was red, and the fire came, and the three Great Spirit Infant Realm monks and nearly 100 people under each of them were directly burned into ashes in this flame.

Violent fluctuations in the yuan force can be clearly sensed within a radius of thousands of miles. Although later, this loose cultivator was killed by the Extreme Fire Sect overnight, the small red flag he obtained from the auction in the dark market of Shanhe City was a holy weapon, but it spread far and wide, shaking the entire continent and making the dark market of the Shanhe Auction House famous! Of course, there were also things that the monks bought at great expense, but in the end they found that they were useless and regretted it. But the dark market is like this, gambling is eyesight, winning the bet is likely to make a lot of money, and losing will have to pay extremely high tuition.

Mo Yu didn't know this yet, but the solemn atmosphere in the hall at this moment still made his face solemn, and he raised his head to look at an ancient cyan stone in front of him. The shape of this object is irregular, like a random shovel smashed down from the mountain, there is no mysterious texture, there is no obscure atmosphere, it is so ordinary. But if it can appear in the dark market, how can it be an ordinary thing.

With a slight hesitation, he reached out to hold the bluestone, his brows furrowed, and his eyes instantly frightened. This small piece of bluestone, the palm of the hand can hold but the weight of the horror, roughly estimated to be nearly 10,000 catties! It is really hard to imagine that if such a mountain really exists in the world, it will be so heavy that it will be so terrifying, I am afraid that the earth will not be able to bear it, and it will be crushed by it!

"This is a stone from a mysterious place, for the time being, it is called ancient bluestone, in addition to its amazing weight, the texture is extremely hard, even if it is a high-grade treasure, it is difficult to damage it even a little. The refiner of my auction house had wanted to melt it down and refine it into an incredibly defensive inner armor, and calcined it in a high-temperature furnace for seven hundred and forty-nine days, and the stone showed no sign of dissolving, not even the slightest change in its color. Luo Ya explained in a low voice, "This ancient bluestone is priced at five thousand high-grade treasure crystals for storage guests. ”

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, the weight was astonishingly hard, and the fire burned for forty-nine days and was difficult to destroy, which was enough to prove the astonishment of this stone. But even then, if you don't know how to use it, it's just a waste. For a piece of waste, no one wants to spend five thousand high-grade treasure crystals.

"This is a piece of proterogeneous stone, deep in the depths of the earth, and it can only be achieved by bearing the squeezing of the earth for hundreds of millions of years, and only a very small number of volcanic eruptions come out, which is extremely rare. But until now, there is still no one to use the Earth Yuan Ancient Stone, and even the most skilled refining masters are powerless, so no matter how rare it is, it is useless. Qin Qing'er's voice sounded, but even she didn't realize why she had to explain this to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu shook his head when he heard this, he was no longer interested in this object, he put it down and swept it, and landed on a spar with countless edges emitting colorful light, his heart moved slightly, and he raised his hand to take it into his hand.

"This is the Neon Clothes Treasure Crystal, the exclusive treasure of the Ancient Sect of Ni Shang Xianle Gate, the female cultivator warms up with her own essence and blood for a month, and the gem will automatically become a set of Xia clothes, which is extremely beautiful and has good defense, which is probably comparable to a high-grade treasure. Qin Qing'er paused for a moment and said lightly: "I've checked, there is no ancient vine paste you need here, and there are no too brilliant treasures, only this neon dress treasure crystal is not bad." ”

Mo Yu remained silent and said calmly: "What is this gem?"

Luo Ya thought for a moment and replied respectfully, "This thing is tentatively called the Colorful Glow, which can automatically absorb the Yuan Power of Heaven and Earth and emit a Colorful Glow, because it is too delicate to conduct too many tests, but it is just guessed that it may be some kind of special treasure, so the consignment guest is priced at three thousand high-grade treasure crystals." ”

If the defense is comparable to the high-grade treasure weapon, if it is really auctioned, the price will be at least tens of thousands of high-grade treasure crystals, and it can be purchased for 3,000 treasure crystals, which is absolutely a big leak. Although Mo Yu didn't need this thing, it was appropriate to give it to Senior Sister Ling Xue, the two are now in a relationship, but he has never given Ling Xue anything, if she gives this neon jewel to her, she must be happy.

"This thing looks beautiful too, I want it. Mo Yu took out the obsidian, his tone was light, and his expression was extremely calm.

A trace of envy flashed in Luo Ya's eyes, such a beautiful gem would be liked by women in the world, but there were definitely not many that could be purchased for three thousand high-grade treasure crystals. Although I don't know who the beloved woman in front of the guest is, she must be very happy. Thinking like this, she didn't pause in her movements, took the crystal card and crossed out the three thousand treasure crystals, and then returned it with both hands, "From now on, this colorful nepheline will belong to the guest." ”

Mo Yu nodded, and in a flash of inspiration, he put the neon gem and obsidian into the storage ring. His gaze casually swept over the old ghost of the Barbarian Saint Sect, and since he was sure that there could be no more harvest in the dark market, he was not prepared to waste any more time. But at this moment, his body stiffened slightly, and his eyes under the black robe shrank slightly. In a casual sweep, he followed the gaze of the old ghost of the Barbarian Holy Sect and saw a palm-sized fragment of cloth, which was pressed by several surrounding items, and was crumpled and inconspicuous.

But the moment he saw this cloth clearly, Mo Yu knew that it was the same thing as the strange cloth in his storage ring from the magma shrine!