After Ye Liancheng and Ge Ye both bought the items, although there were still many strange things in the ghost market that made them both excited, they had to look for the target of this ghost market trip because of their shy wallets.

There are a total of nine alchemists, the first is an apprentice, the second is called an alchemist, and the third is an alchemist.

The third-grade alchemist is a rare help for the secular dynasty, not to mention the Iron Sword Gate, and the most Ye Liancheng has seen since he remembered is a second-grade alchemist, so you can imagine how much impact this sudden appearance of the third-grade alchemist has on the ghost market.

Ge Ye inquired and said that this third-grade alchemist had a strange temper, and there was no fixed stall when he appeared in the ghost market, but as long as he walked according to the crowded place, he would be right.

After the two of them found a direction, there were really more and more people around them who came to the ghost market with masks, and Ye Liancheng guessed that most of them were for the third-grade alchemist.

The corners of Ye Liancheng's mouth were hooked, as long as he saw him, he could confirm his identity, I hope that he would not be disappointed when the time comes, and he will come for nothing.

There are fewer and fewer stalls around, but the flow of people is increasing, and finally in the end, Ye Liancheng and Ge Ye are blocked by a human wall.

"Xiong Er, is there too many people?" Ye Liancheng asked with a frown, there was a group of people standing in front of them with their backs to them, and they didn't know what they were doing.

"Are they all here to find the three-bottle alchemist, but there are indeed too many of them. Ge Ye said, this is something other than the information he gathered.

As if hearing the discussion between the two, a thin black-robed man in front of them turned around and kindly explained, "You two didn't come to the ghost market a few days ago, right?"

Seeing someone talking, Ye Liancheng responded, "We really haven't been to the ghost market for a while. ”

Ge Ye wondered in his heart, why did Senior Brother say this, isn't it the first time we have come to the ghost market?

The thin black-robed man's voice was hoarse, and he didn't look young, he continued: "Just a few days ago, that third-grade alchemist informed him that he wouldn't come to the ghost market again after tonight. ”

Hey, it's a coincidence that I made myself catch up with his last visit to the ghost market, and if it weren't for the change in temporary plans, I wouldn't be here until tomorrow night. Ye Liancheng secretly thought to himself, coincidence? or providence?

"Thank you seniors for solving our doubts!" Ye Liancheng thanked him.

The black-robed man shook his head, "I'm just here to try my luck and see if I can draw a medium number." ”

"Draw?"

Seeing that Ye Liancheng and Ge Ye were very puzzled, the black-robed man patiently explained to the two.

It turned out that the fame of the Sanpin Alchemist spread more and more, and later many people came to the ghost market just to ask for a pill from the Sanpin Alchemist, and there were many people who came, but the pills practiced every day were limited.

Later, it is said that the alchemist came up with a way to give a different number to everyone who came to ask for the pill, and finally draw another 100 numbers, and the person who was drawn could buy the pill. Of course, in order to prevent winning the lottery but not buying it, everyone who gets the number needs to pay a lower grade spirit stone.

Ye Liancheng knew in his heart, it was really a profiteering means to make money, looking at so many people with numbers around him, wouldn't he have earned hundreds of low-grade spirit stones in vain?

Fortunately, there are no such creatures as scalpers around, otherwise this alchemist would really make a lot of money.

"Xiong Da, what should we do now, are we going to buy an account?" asked Ge Ye.

"Just buy the number, don't waste those two lower-grade spirit stones in vain, and besides, we didn't come to ask him for Dan. Ye Liancheng said, he already had a plan in his heart to deal with it.

"Xiong Er, you go buy a piece of oilskin paper, and we will set up a stall here. Ye Liancheng commanded to Ge Ye.

Ge Ye went to look for oilskin paper without asking, he knew that his senior brother would always have some strange ideas every time, and he just did it himself.

After a while, Ge Ye held a roll of oilskin paper and came to Ye Liancheng in front of him.

"Xiongda, what are we selling?" asked Ge Ye as he spread oilskin paper on the ground.

"Sell Dan. ”

Ye Liancheng took out a jet-black mud pill from his arms and put it on the oily paper, and then sat on the ground.

Ge Ye sat down next to Ye Liancheng, looking at the lonely mud pill on the oilskin paper, Ge Ye always felt that his face was a little hot, and he knew that he would buy a little smaller oilskin paper.

Many people around heard that Ye Liancheng was going to sell Dan, and they were still waiting for the goods that Ye Liancheng was going to put out with some interest, but after Ye Liancheng took out the mud pill, they all shook their heads and walked away, just thinking that Ye Liancheng wanted to grandstand.

The thin man who patiently explained to them just now wanted to get his hands on the jet-black mud pill when he saw this, but was blocked by Ye Liancheng with his hand.

"I'm sorry, but the effect of this pill will decrease after you get started. Ye Liancheng explained apologetically that Ye Liancheng, who was kind to his person, did not think of reciprocating with malice.

The thin man smiled, he only thought it was interesting, and after standing in place and looking at it carefully for a while, he didn't see anything famous, just an interesting young man, so he left and continued to wait for the three-grade alchemist.

"Xiong Da, what is this elixir? Why does I look so much like a mud pill?" Ge Ye couldn't help but express the doubts in his heart, he was very suspicious that this elixir was easily deducted from the ground by Ye Liancheng.

Ye Liancheng glared at Ge Ye, "What do you know, this pill is absolutely extraordinary." ”

In fact, when he saw this pill for the first time at the swarthy man's stall, he wondered if he was exposed, and Xiao Fan deliberately played his tricks, because this appearance was too ugly, let alone taking it, normal people would not associate it with the pill.

Ye Liancheng closed his eyes, sitting cross-legged, he hurried to absorb the aura and refine his physique, he knew that it would take a while for the fish to take the bait.

Seeing this, Ge Ye first took out the golden silk soft armor, and after a period of rubbing, he felt bored, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate in style.

After a long time, an announcement rang out.

"Today's pill has been sold out, and the old man is about to leave the ghost market, you will see you again in the future!"

The people around were boiling, some complained that they didn't get the number, and some people regretted that the third-grade alchemist wouldn't come again...

The chattering crowd suddenly and slowly dispersed, making way for a way out, and a man in a black robe, long hair, and wearing a Yaksha mask walked out step by step.

The people around them greeted each other with courtesy and said these flattering words, and the Yaksha Mask Alchemist nodded slightly in response.

"Why are you still standing in the way here, don't you see that the master is leaving, why don't you quickly give way. One person said dissatisfied with Ye Liancheng's stall in the middle of the road.

The alchemist, who was wrapped in the crowd, also noticed this, and he was about to withdraw his gaze with a casual glance, but he didn't expect that after seeing the object on the oilskin paper, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Why is this thing here?!