In the middle of the night, according to the guidance of Phantom Sand, Su Qian stayed behind the two people from a distance, and walked out of Lanxi City all the way, but he didn't expect that the black market in Lanxi City was actually outside the city.

When the two of them left Lanxi City, they used light body techniques to walk towards a mountainous area, and after a quarter of an hour, they came to a mountain col, said a few words to the monk who guarded the door, handed over the spirit stones, and each received a black cloak, and hurried into the black market.

The conversation between the two and the monk guarding the door, Su Qian already knew through her divine sense, and only after the two of them had gone in for a while did she walk slowly to the mountain pass.

The one guarding the door was a foundation building monk, he glanced at Su Qian and said, "What do you have to do here?"

Su Qian said, "Come and go around."

"Does that fellow Daoist know the rules here?" The doorkeeper asked again.

"I want to hear about it."

"Ten lower grade spirit stones for entry, if you want to sell something, we will charge twenty percent of the fee, in addition, you must not spy on the news of other Daoists, you must not fight, and you must not rob other people's resources."

On the bright side, the managers of these black markets have laid down rules to protect all monks who enter the black market, but they don't know if there will be anything black in private.

However, Su Qian is not worried, the cloak of the black market covers her appearance and voice, even if someone has moved her mind, she also has a way to get rid of it.

Su Qian nodded: "Okay, may I ask, when will the auction start?"

The monk replied, "In about an hour, if you want to participate in the auction, you can go to the cave in the northwest corner of the black market in an hour."

"Thank you for telling me."

Su Qian gave the doorkeeper ten lower-grade spirit stones, and the doorkeeper handed Su Qian a black cloak and made a gesture: "Fellow Daoists, please."

Su Qiandang put on his cloak, nodded at the monk, and entered the col.

The black cloak wrapped Su Qian tightly from head to toe, even her face was covered with a layer of black veil, Su Qian tried again, but the voice she made now was a somewhat low man's voice, and she walked towards the depths of the col with satisfaction.

There was still an hour before the auction would start, so Su Qian walked around the black market first.

Maybe it's because there is an auction today, there are a lot of monks in the black market, and there are even more monks wandering around in front of the stalls, Su Qian took a general look, although the things sold in this black market are much better than those in the ordinary market, but they are of little use to her.

Most of the monks who come to the black market to trade don't want what they have in their hands to be known by other monks, and more of them barter for the cultivation resources they need.

After walking around the black market, just when Su Qian felt that there was nothing to buy and was about to go to the auction to take a look, something in front of a monk's stall caught her attention.

It was a black wooden box, and there were some lines engraved on the wooden box, although the wooden box was black, but Su Qian could see at a glance that the lines on the wooden box were very similar to the lines of the red weird pattern.

Suddenly, Su Qian's heart jumped wildly, she took a deep breath, walked up to the monk as if she was leisurely, and asked, "What is this?"

The monk had been setting up his stall here for a while, and everything else had been exchanged, except for the wooden box, which was left unattended.

Because this wooden box is just an empty wooden box, there is nothing in it, only the wood of the carved wooden box is more rare, so far, I have not been able to recognize what kind of wood it is, and naturally I don't know what the use of this wooden box is.

In this way, such an empty wooden box that does not know the purpose of the matter, naturally no one wants to trade.

But this monk is not reconciled, it is useless, and it is also a mysterious object, in case someone takes a fancy to it.

Sure enough, someone came to ask.

The monk smiled and said to Su Qian, "Fellow Daoist, I can't hide it, I haven't seen the mystery of this wooden box, but this wooden box was found by me from an ancient site, and there must be something extraordinary about it

It's a Taoist friend who is interested, you might as well take it back and study it well, I naturally have no fate with this opportunity, but I think that Daoyou must have a deeper chance than in the next one."

In fact, where did he find this wooden box from the monuments, but he found it by accident, that is, looking at the special material of the wooden box, he thought about exchanging something with the wooden box, but he was worried about what hidden dangers there were in this wooden box, so he came to the black market.

When Su Qian heard the monk say this, he pretended to be reluctant: "Since you haven't seen it, how can you know that I can see it, if I buy it back and study it and don't understand, wouldn't it be a waste of spirit stones?"

"How?" The monk hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist, as soon as you came, I felt that you must be a person with a deep fate, and it is also fate to come and follow the wooden box."

Su Qian glanced at the lines on the wooden box, but it was fate.

Bad fate!

"And what do you want to change?" Su Qian said: "But let's say it first, if you can't see anything in this wooden box, it's just a chicken rib, if you open your mouth widely, I won't follow it."

The monk originally saw that Su Qian was not like others, and shook his head and walked away after asking, because he wanted to open his mouth widely, but when he heard Su Qian say this, he was busy thinking again, for fear that if he scared this person away, he didn't know where the next person to ask the price was, so he hurriedly said: "Fellow Daoist, if you want this wooden box, I won't pit you, two bottles of Sanwen Huayu Pill, how about it?"

Su Qian raised his eyebrows slightly, the Santa Pill is a three-grade pill, although the Sanwen Huayu Pill is not too expensive, but it also requires five lower-grade spirit stones, this mouth is two bottles of Sanwen Huayu Pill, that is twenty, one hundred lower-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to a medium-grade spirit stone.

Seeing that Su Qian didn't speak, the monk hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist, I really didn't ask for a high price, although I don't know what kind of wood the material of this wooden box is, but I don't think it's an ordinary thing, even if it is the material of this wooden box, it is also worth two bottles of Three Patterns Huayu Pill."

"Okay." Although the two bottles of the Three Patterns Huayu Pill were not worth mentioning to Su Qian, she didn't want the other party to feel that she was wronged, so she thought for a while before she made up her mind and said, "I'm just curious about what this wooden box is, so I should buy a curious one."

When the monk saw Su Qian's response, he was immediately overjoyed, and he could be regarded as selling the wooden box.

Su Qian took out two bottles of the Three-Pattern Huayu Pill, handed them to the monk, put away the wooden box, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

The monk happily accepted the two bottles of the stasis pill, and was about to get up to open his eyes to the auction, when suddenly, two monks in black cloaks hurriedly walked towards him, and when they saw that the monk's front was empty, they immediately said urgently, "Did you sell a wooden box here just now?"

The monk didn't expect that as soon as the wooden box was sold, someone came to ask, and suddenly regretted it in his heart, he knew that he would have more ink than the person just now, and when the time came, the two groups of people would fight, and in the end it would definitely be his benefit.

But now I can only think about it, the wooden box has been bought, and it is useless to say anything, so I have to say, "You are a step too late, and the wooden box has already been bought."

"Who bought it?" When one of the two people heard this, he immediately asked in a hurry.

"Where do I know this, you also know that it is not allowed to inquire about other people's whereabouts in this black market."

Seeing the monk say this, the visitor could not help but feel annoyed in his heart, glared at the monk with hatred, and the two left.

One of them secretly sent a message to the other, "If the wooden box is not found, it will be a hidden danger after all."

"Where are you looking now?" The other man was a little irritated: "I don't even know what that person looks like."

"Damn, why is it a step too late!"

"Well, now let's pray that the man doesn't see it."

"That's all it can be, but if the people above know......

"Stupid, if you don't say anything about this matter, who else will know? Bury it in your heart."

"Well, that's all there is to it."