As he flew to the villa, there were also many outer disciples flying towards the villa under his feet from all directions.

He vaguely remembered that the person in charge of this dark market seemed to be a person named Han What, of course, this person was only the person in charge on the surface, and it would definitely not work if he could open a dark market here, and there would be no one behind him to support him.

The villa on the hill occupies a very large area, and the villa was originally equipped with a large medicine garden, but now the medicine garden of the villa at the foot has been completely transformed into a trading place.

Yang Tao did not fly straight down from above, but made a detour to the front door of the villa and fell. There is no way, there are formations in the sky above these villas, and it is impossible to enter the villas directly from above.

At this time, the gate of the villa was open, and people were coming in and out of the gate one after another.

After entering the gate of the villa, Yang Tao walked straight to the villa on the left and spent two thousand cents to buy a temporary stall from the person in charge of the dark market.

When he walked out of the villa, he already had a wooden carved plaque in his hand, on which were written the three numbers "fifty-one". These three numbers represent the location of the stall, and there will be a wooden shelf dedicated to the sign on the corresponding stall.

At this time, there were a lot of people in the trading market, and Yang Tao originally planned to buy a stall with a better location, but it was not the right time to come, and those stalls had already been bought.

However, he was not too worried, and the location of booth 51 was not bad, located in the middle of the trading floor. He believed that as long as he took out the Gathering Spirit Pill and sold it at the price of five thousand immortal coins each, the popularity would soon be attracted.

Soon, he was at his booth.

There was nothing but a rudimentary table and a rudimentary wooden chair. There is a shelf fixed on the wooden table, and that shelf is used to place the signs.

The wooden table is small, less than a meter long, and the shelves above take up a small half of the space.

Each stall is almost next to each other, and there is shouting and shouting all along the way, making people suddenly think that they have come to the vegetable market.

Yang Tao quickly flew into his stall, and after placing the wooden sign on the shelf, he immediately took out two bottles of Gathering Spirit Pill from the storage bracelet and placed them on the wooden table.

"Hey, buddy, what kind of elixir are you?" A stout-looking dwarf sitting on his left hand asked, grinning.

This is the Dong people, a race that is very good at refining weapons.

Of course, there are many races in the universe that are good at refining weapons, and the cave people can only be regarded as one of them.

Yang Tao did not look down on the other party because he was short, and he naturally knew that height could not represent everything.

He smiled and explained, "This is the Gathering Elixir. ”

After all, the Gathering Spirit Pill was not a very great elixir, so the Cave Clan man was not too surprised, but said with admiration: "Chirp, buddy, you are so powerful, I really envy you who can do alchemy." ”

"Hehe, it's just blind practice, by the way, what kind of magic weapon are you?" Yang Tao glanced at a fan-filled magic weapon on the counter on the other side and asked with a chuckle.

"Hehe, buddy, it's not me boasting, this is a very powerful magic weapon, I call it Flying Feather." The cave clan people picked up the feather-like magic weapon with an excited face, pointed to the black feathers on it and said, "This flying feather has a total of nine witch spirit bird feathers on it, I have refined these feathers into a set of magic weapons, as long as it is used, the nine feathers will fly out together." ”

"You can imagine the scene of nine flying swords all over the sky, isn't it very terrifying?" The cave people asked proudly.

Yang Tao smiled and nodded, without refutation, but naturally disdainful of this magic weapon in his heart.

Using the feathers of the witch spirit bird to create a flying sword, it is up to the other party to come up with it. Although the feathers of the Witch Spirit Bird are very strong, they are not worth the cost of making flying swords, and the best use of this thing is to make down jackets.

Receiving Yang Tao's approval, this made the Dong people very happy, and he hurriedly asked, "Dude, how is it?" If you want, I can sell it to you at half price, no, cost price. ”

"Brother, your kindness has been appreciated, but this thing is not what you need." Yang Tao smiled and shook his head, declining the other party's kindness.

He didn't know the other party's plan, this thing must be rotten in his hands and couldn't be sold, so he wanted to find a wronged boss to take over. Don't look at these cave people who look simple, they are not stupid at all.

When the Dong people saw Yang Tao's performance, they didn't know where this guy was definitely an old fritter, and they knew that they couldn't get any benefits from him, so they had to give up.

Then he thought for a moment and asked, "What is the quality of your Gathering Spirit Pill?" ”

Yang Tao smiled and took out a Gathering Spirit Pill from a jade bottle and handed it to the other party.

After taking it, the cave tribesman took a closer look and said in surprise, "Huh! Yes, you really did it yourself? ”

His voice was not small, and the outer disciples who were searching for treasures nearby turned their heads to look over after hearing it.

Yang Tao was naturally not worried that the other party would snatch the elixir away in front of him, not to mention that this dark market was covered by someone, even if the person in charge of the dark market didn't care, he had a way to give the other party an unforgettable lesson.

"Yes, it is refined in the leisure time."

"Chirp, this quality can be compared with the genuine Gathering Spirit Pill, buddy, this alchemy level is very high!" The Dong people praised from the bottom of their hearts.

"Hehe, brother has won the prize, and your refining level is not bad." Yang Tao said against his will.

People like to listen to good words, and the Dong people smiled when they heard his praise.

"How do you sell this elixir?" He asked, his eyes flickering, obviously a little moved.

"Five 10,000 cents each." Yang Tao said loudly.

His voice naturally and clearly came into the ears of everyone around him, and the crowd that was still a little hesitant immediately gathered around.

The Dong clan people were stunned, and hurriedly asked, "How many of these elixirs do you have in your hands?" ”

"You want to buy it?" Yang Tao asked with a smile.

"That's true." The Dong people were a little anxious at the moment.

"This fellow disciple, I wonder if the Gathering Spirit Pill can let me take a look?" At this moment, a strange man who was more than two meters tall and had a pair of big ears asked.

This is the good race, compared to humans, this race is much more powerful, of course, strength is not the strength of this race, their specialty is hearing.

Yang Tao nodded, poured out a dark green elixir from the jade bottle and handed it over.

The reason why he was so relieved was that the moment the other party took the elixir from him, he secretly collected the breath on the other party's body.

"Dude, I want all the elixir on your body." Seeing Yang Tao's movements, the Dong people hurriedly said.

However, Yang Tao did not agree, he didn't want to sell all the Gathering Spirit Pills in his hands to one person, after all, selling the Gathering Spirit Pill to earn ten thousand immortal coins was only one of the purposes. His main purpose was to collect the breath on the bodies of these outer disciples, if he sold all the Gathering Spirit Pills to this Cave Clansman, then how could he still collect the breath?

"Brother, the Juling Pill is not Bigu Dan, eating too much is harmful and useless, so let's do it, if you really want it, I'll sell you a bottle." He shook his head and said with sincerity.

The Dong people were speechless for a moment, and couldn't help but secretly say: You're not a fool, are you? I buy so much elixir to eat by myself? I'm sick, I'm just trying to make the difference!

It's just that what makes him depressed is that this kind of big truth can only be held in his stomach and can't be spoken, which is too aggrieved.

"Dude, I'm actually going to help my friend······"