100,000 credit points, to be honest, Yang Yan has never seen so much money. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Uncle Qin Kangsheng once wanted to give Yang Yan a sum of money ten times, twenty times or even a hundred times more than this, but Yang Yan refused, and the poor did not eat what they came from. It's not that the money you earn is hot. And now this 100,000 credits is even the minimum consumption of a day for many rich people, and it is not enough to buy a slightly better luxury. But this is the first big order that Yang Yan earned back for the first time.

In his first competition, he defeated the Phantom Night Brothers, who had been the favorites for four times, much to the satisfaction of the owner of the Blood Arena. This time alone, a large number of gamblers have lost their money. When he returned to the small bar to receive the money, the old man also vaguely mentioned that he hoped that the two of them could continue to participate in the blood fight, and the reward would be much more than this time. And Yang Yan and Tu Ange smiled and said that they would definitely come back to participate when they had time.

The money obtained from this kind of illegal transaction is okay once or twice. Too much can be addictive. Coming out of the fierce horn blood arena, Yang Yan and the others decided to take a stroll in the black market now to see if they could retrieve some elixirs that nourished qi and blood to help Yingbo recover from his injuries. On the long, almost endless black market, all kinds of goods are sold frantically next to me, I am next to you. made an appointment with Tu Ange to meet at a location, and the two walked separately.

"Boss, how do you sell this thing?" After walking a few steps, Yang Yan squatted down and picked up the almost red black stone from the stall in front of him, and asked the boss with long cloth hair and beard.

The boss first looked at Yang Yan and felt that the clothes he was wearing didn't look like a rich man, so he replied coldly: "Alien ore." 5,000 credit a catty, this piece is more than 5 catties, if you want it, count you 25,000. ”

"Okay, let's settle the bill." Swiped the credit card in his hand on the light meter in front of him, and 25,000 credits were deducted instantly.

Yang Yan said lightly: "Thank you." He picked up the red black stone and turned away. This set is so smooth that the transaction has ended before the boss himself reacts.

It's a baby. The bearded boss looked at a cloth bag beside him suspiciously, and there were four or five stones similar to the ore that Yang Yan had just bought, and he raised the detector on the side and scanned the ore again. But the result is still just a stone with ordinary spirituality. Shaking his head blankly, the bearded boss could only boil it down to Yang Yan being an ignorant owner. ’

And Yang Yan, who was holding a stone in his hand, was happy in his heart. Tongyang stone, which is an extremely common material for refining and drawing talismans in the cultivation world, is red for a hundred years, red black for a thousand years, and pure black for ten thousand years. The hundred-year-old ones are just mediocre in the monastic world, and the thousand-year-old ones are already considered good things, as for the ten thousand years, although this thing is common, the texture is extremely brittle, and it will break if you are not careful. Therefore, it is very rare to produce 10,000 years, but once discovered, it will cause a large number of people to grab it. Because only 10,000-year-old Tongyang Stone can be used in medicine, and it is one of the best medicines for refining the Demon Pill that has broken through to the Jindan stage, it can increase the success rate of condensing Jindan by a whole layer.

Although Yang Yan only has a thousand-year-old copy in his hand, he uses this material to grind it into powder and mix it into ink, and the effect is better than cinnabar, I don't know how many times. It just so happened that Yang Yan was going to draw a batch of powerful talismans to protect some friends and relatives, and this bronze sun stone was also a coincidence. The most important thing in the formation of Taoist symbols is people, pen and ink.

Although Yang Yan's rune cultivation is not too profound, he has practiced millions of times in the spiritual sea, plus Yang Er, a teacher, to correct and guide the way. It may be less deficient than the monks who specialized in talisman cultivation in the ancient period, but it is already much higher than the ordinary qi practitioners. In addition, with the copper yang stone into the ink, Yang Yan is ready to find some materials for refining talisman pens, and this trip to the black market will not be in vain.

The black market is dominated by odd goods, and even many things don't even know what the seller is, anyway, if they are marked with a price, they will sell them all. Yang Yan also saw a few good-looking objects one after another, but when he reached out and touched it, he couldn't feel the slightest spirituality, so he had no choice but to continue looking.

Just as Yang Yan followed the crowd and stretched his neck to look at a piece of green bark on a carpet, there was a sudden commotion not far away. Yang Yan looked over, and a man wearing a famous brand was pulling a white-bearded old man who was only as tall as him, and he didn't know what he was talking about. Yang Yan curiously squeezed forward and listened closer.

"Old man, the lord gives you money because he can afford you. Give me the wind bridge flower obediently, or you will break your old bones. The richly dressed young man said with a proud face.

The short old man with a long beard. Furrow-like wrinkles spread all over his cheeks, and the old man's arms clutched a small blue-blue flower. On a face full of sorrow, a chapped mouth said in a mournful voice: "You are fine, my son is seriously injured." It has to be a flower to save my life, please. I really can't sell this flower. “

"Fart, I haven't missed what I'm going to buy. Bring it to me. The arrogant young man's face changed, and he reached out to snatch the wind bridge flower in the old man's hand.

Yang Yan frowned, and he was about to step forward to stop it. At this time, a big hand pulled his shoulder, and Yang Yan looked back and saw that it was Tu Ange. Tu Ange smiled at Yang Yan: "Don't worry, wait and watch the show." “

Seeing that the arrogant young man's hand was about to reach into the old man's arms, the unruly smile on his face became thicker. Bang...... A heavy fist with an iron fist slammed into the arrogant young man's face, and the blood arrows that gushed out made everyone around him hurriedly dodge a way.

"Forced to buy, forced to sell, force to grab! Looking for death?! The sound of metal clashing under the huge hat made everyone's brows furrow slightly. On the armor that glows with cold light, everyone's faces are clearly reflected. The strange man in armor grabbed the arrogant young man who was still humming on the ground. Pull out his credit card and shake it up and down. "Steal people's finances and disrupt order. Millions of credits will be fined! From now on, you must not step into the black market again, if you don't listen, kill! “

Carrying the arrogant man, the armored monster threw it forward. A precise parabola threw the arrogant man straight out of the black market gate.

"If there are any more violators, they will not be forgiven!" Coldly abandoning a sentence, the armored monster gradually disappeared from everyone's field of vision with a roaring pace.

Looking at the figure of the armored monster, Yang Yan said a sentence for a long time: "Very strong, at least the peak of the middle of the lieutenant rank." “

Looking at Yang Yi's slightly shocked expression, Tu Ange smiled and said, "How about it, although this is called a black market." But the order here is much stricter than above. Even if you are a relative of the head of the Central Committee, as long as you come here to commit a crime. That should be killed or killed. “

Yang Yan nodded secretly when he heard this, thinking that in a place like the black market, the high-level power is alone. Tough management measures can be formulated directly and effectively. Above, the management mechanism is separated layer by layer, and the system is very large, and the top management cannot directly observe the actions below, and the orders are also weakened layer by layer, so that they cannot be penetrated in one go.

But what does that have to do with me? Smiling self-deprecatingly, Yang Yan raised his head and asked Tu Ange: How is it, have you found any spiritual objects? ”

Tu Ange smiled mysteriously, brushed up a water bag carried in his left hand, and in the clear water without a trace of impurities, a carp with a golden body and only the size of an ordinary person's thumb was swimming happily in it.

"Yuan Jin Carp. A dust-level spiritual creature. "The classification of spiritual objects is similar to the classification of occupational levels, and it is also divided into four levels, fine dust, yellow stone, yuan jade, and heavy gold.

Like the Yuan Golden Carp in Tu'an Singer, although it is only a dust-level spiritual creature, it is also for professionals. For ordinary people, this Yuan Koi fish is the legendary elixir, the treasure of hanging life.

With a good harvest, Tu Ange's always tense face also became soothed. The two of them wandered around the black market again and found nothing of value, so they went out of the black market together.

From the new back to the ground, the gentle sunlight shone on Yang Yan's face, and a warm breath penetrated into the body little by little along Yang Yan's pores. Sure enough, even if the imitation is similar, the fake is the fake. Even if Yang Yan stood naked under the imitation light source underground, he couldn't feel the real breath of the Great Sun.

After saying goodbye to Tu Ange, Yang Yan casually stopped a car and went to his house, and there will be a combat drill tomorrow. can't skip class, and now that he has money, Yang Yan is also ready to live in a different place, and he can't live in the basement for the rest of his life or live in someone else's house.

All the way back to the community where he lived, Yang Yan came to the third floor of his basement and knocked on the door gently. "Who?" The old voice came. Yang Yan replied softly: "Grandma, it's me." Yang Yan. ”

Squeak~ The door was opened, and Grandma Zhang Wenfang, who was wearing pajamas and wrinkled face, opened the door and saw that it was Yang Yan. Grandma Zhang immediately moved away: "Little official." Come on, come on, come in. ”

Yang Yan smiled and walked into the room. The small living room is now full of all kinds of salutes and packings. Yang Yan turned around strangely and asked, "Grandma, are you going to move?" ”

Grandma Zhang walked into the kitchen and poured a glass of water for Yang Yan, and handed it to Yang Yan tremblingly: "Your grandfather has also been gone for several years." Your aunts and uncles don't worry about me. I've been trying to pick me up, but I've never agreed. It's for fear of troublesome them. But now my grandmother's health is not very good, so I simply moved over. ”

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" For this old man who has helped him a lot and is usually very friendly and kind, Yang Yan has always been extremely respectful, and when he heard that the old man was unwell, he immediately became nervous.

"It's nothing, it's an old disease when you're young. That's right, Xiao Er. Grandma told your uncle and aunt that you would move in when I moved out. The basement was so damp. Grandma keeps asking you to help, and you always say you're afraid of bothering me. Now that grandma is moving out, you're going to have to help me take care of the house. Looking at Yang Yi with love, Grandma Zhang said word by word.

"Okay, I'm sure I'll give you a good look." Yang Yan said with a smile.

"By the way, little officer. Grandma has something to ask you. Grandma Zhang said.

"What's the matter, grandma, you say." Yang Yan said.

"This golden bean is my engagement to your grandfather. It was originally a pair, and your grandfather's one was buried by me on his grave. You take this and wait for your grandmother to die. You're going to bury me on my grandfather's grave, okay? Grandma Zhang said.

"Why don't you let your aunts and uncles ......"

"Although your uncle and aunt are good to me, there are some things in their hearts that grandma still understands. But you have lived with me for so many years, and grandma knows who you are. So grandma will leave this matter to you. Can you do it? ”

"Grandma, don't worry. I promise to complete the mission! ”