"They've been expanding on a large scale recently, so I'm afraid they've taken on some big task, right?" Yuan Ming thought about it and asked again.

"I heard that I was going to go to the southern region of southern Xinjiang to carry out a treasure hunting mission." Bai Ye said.

"The Southern Regions of Southern Xinjiang are not as good as the Northern Regions, and some sects in the Southern Regions even have Yuan Infant Stage existences, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, if we touch the taboos of these sects, we will have to explain there. That's one of the reasons why we're hesitant to join them." Phantom Shi said slowly.

Yuan Ming nodded thoughtfully, and had a deeper understanding of the Southern Xinjiang Immortal Cultivation Realm in his heart.

If White Night and they really joined this Daybreak Organization, their situation would be the same as those members who were temporarily recruited from the Snake King Valley Mission, and these members who joined in a hurry were likely to be used as cannon fodder, and the location in the Southern Regions was even more dangerous.

And whether Dawn is so kind as White Night, it is unknown.

Moreover, not everyone can fight their way out of the cannon fodder situation like Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming couldn't give advice on this, after all, their lives were their own, and they needed to be responsible for any choices they made.

By the time the three of them had dispersed for the banquet, it was already nearly midnight.

With the help of Phantom Time, Yuan Ming bought several jars of "Hundred Days of Drunkenness" from Shanzhen Building, and planned to take them back to give to the fish Weng to try them.

After the separation, Yuan Ming estimated the opening time of the ghost market and rushed over.

By the time he arrived, the market had been open for a while.

Yuan Ming changed into a cloak, and after saying the right code, he entered it.

When he stepped into the ghost market again, he found that the situation was similar to the last time he entered, and the number of vendors and tourists was much smaller than that of the fang market.

There were not many people in the square.

He walked slowly from one stall to another, his eyes wandering to see if there was anything good that caught his eye.

However, after watching it for a long time, I found nothing.

Just when he felt a little excited, he suddenly saw another acquaintance.

At the edge of the square, in a dimly lit remote corner, there is a stall next to a one-armed old man with a fox mask on his face, sitting on a shabby bamboo chair with his eyes closed and pretending to sleep.

Sensing someone approaching, the one-armed old man immediately opened his eyes.

"This fellow Daoist." Yuan Ming said in a low voice.

"Yo, it's you, what? Another beast egg and strange insect want to make a move?" Although Yuan Ming lowered his voice, when he saw Yuan Ming, he still recognized it.

It's just that after saying that, he hesitated again, "There's something to do this time, right?"

"I'm not here to sell beast eggs and insects." Yuan Ming said.

"Don't sell anything...... That's buying something? I've got something new, you see, is there anything you can look at?" Hearing this, the one-armed old man hesitated.

"I don't buy it, it's just that the gilt yarn I bought from you earlier is damaged, and I want to ask if you can fix it, or do you know how to fix it?" Yuan Ming expressed his intention.

"What are you kidding, it's a medium-grade magic weapon, and it's only been a few days before it's broken? Young people, don't be so aggressive." The one-armed old man frowned and persuaded.

"People in the rivers and lakes have no choice but to do so!" Hearing this, Yuan Ming nodded, and said.

The one-armed old man gave Yuan Ming a blank look of "you just blow it" for a while.

After a while, he spread his hands and said bluntly, "I'm not a refiner, and I got that gilded yarn from elsewhere, so I can only disappoint you, fellow Daoist, and I can't do anything about it."

When Yuan Ming heard this, he couldn't talk about being disappointed, after all, this was all expected, and he just tried his luck with a hint of luck.

Now that he got the answer, Yuan Ming thanked him and turned to leave.

"Fellow Daoists, wait, I still have something to ask." The one-armed old man suddenly spoke.

"What?" Yuan Ming turned around and asked.

"Daoist friends are lucky when they see their temperament, and if there are any strange beasts that can come to me in the future." The one-armed old man said.

"Okay." Yuan Ming

casually agreed, and turned around to leave.

"Hey, fellow Daoist stay, in my experience, the strange insects in southern Xinjiang are not vulgar things, can Daoist friends be interested in our long-term cooperation?" The one-armed old man spoke.

"What kind of cooperation is it?" Yuan Ming asked.

"As long as you have information about rare birds and beasts, you can contact me. Our sect specializes in incubating and raising rare birds and beasts, and the Great Jin Dynasty is the only one. As for the price, hehe, our deacon, who only buys the expensive ones, doesn't buy the right ones." The one-armed old man said in a low voice.

"Okay, how do we get in touch?" Yuan Ming said, this is also a source of wealth, I don't know how much they will offer for their strange toads? Of course, I will never sell it.

"This place is too remote, and we have opened Zhenling Pavilion in the slightly larger Fang Market, just report my name 'Gu Qiuming,' you can do it. I will leave southern Xinjiang tomorrow and return to Dajin, so you can send me a book. Or if you come to Dajin in the future, you can also come to me." The one-armed old man said.

When Yuan Ming heard this, he said, "It's not bad, then let's leave a place to find it."

"Okay, whether you are sending a letter or looking for someone in the future, you can go to the Zhenling Pavilion of Leizhou City in the Great Jin Dynasty, and remember to report my name when trading, I can also have some contribution points from the sect." The one-armed old man said. "Okay, I'll make a note of it." After Yuan Ming finished speaking, he was about to leave.

At this time, the one-armed old man suddenly spoke again: "Don't worry, fellow Daoists."

"Fellow Daoists, please have something to say." Yuan Ming was a little speechless now.

"Not only do I have a relationship with Taoist friends, but I also have an opportunity to send them off." The one-armed old man who called himself Gu Qiuming didn't care either, and said with a smile.

"Gift-giving?" Yuan Ming wondered.

"Daoist friend, take a look over there, is there a person in black on the back of that stone pillar?" Gu Qiu Ming pursed his mouth and said.

Yuan Ming frowned and looked over, only to see a thin man in black, wrapped in black, with a black mask on his face, looking left and right.

"He's chance?" Yuan Ming asked.

"I've seen him come here for a few days, most likely because he doesn't have a lot of money. I've seen what he sold was a good thing, but unfortunately the man's asking price was too high, and he never made a sale." Gu Qiuming said.

"What's that?" Yuan Ming asked.

"Heartbreaker." Gu Qiuming said.

Yuan Ming thought about it in his mind for a while, and found that he had no impression of this thing at all, so he immediately asked, "What's so special?"

"This is a consumable magic weapon, which compresses and blocks the power of thunder through refining weapons, and when it is used, it is like a hidden weapon, and the instant thunder crit is unguardable, it is the exclusive magic weapon of the Five Thunder Sects of Zhao Kingdom." Gu Qiuming said.

"What's the difference between that and a lightning strike charm?" Yuan Ming frowned.

"Do you understand the exclusive magic weapon? How powerful is the lightning strike charm? When this Heart-Splitting Thunder exploded, the power was comparable to the full force of a Foundation Building Peak Monk, and even a Foundation Building Monk of the same rank would suffer a big loss if he was hard connected, how could it be compared to a mere Lightning Strike Talisman?" Gu Qiuming glanced at Yuan Ming and said with some smugness. Baidu search Soquwu.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming's heart couldn't help but move.

"Thank you. However, I'm a little curious, since Gu Daoyou has a discerning eye, why don't you buy it?" Yuan Ming frowned.

"Things are good, but it's a pity that thieves are expensive. Besides, I came to southern Xinjiang just to collect strange insects and beasts, and other things are not urgently needed. I am good to others and never fight." Gu Qiuming said with a smile.

After Yuan Ming clenched his fists again, he left this side and walked towards the black-clothed man's stall.

When he came closer, Yuan Ming couldn't help but smile dumbly, only to see a black linen cloth in front of him, but it was empty and there was nothing.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you have to ship?" Yuan Ming asked.

The eyes of the man in black under the mask showed a hint of vigilance, and he glanced left and right before he spoke, "High-grade magic weapon Heart Splitting Thunder, do you want it?"

"Can you take a look?" Yuan Ming asked.

The man in black hesitated for a moment, but still fumbled through his sleeve for a while, and took out a fist-sized ball.

"You can only see, not touch." Yuan Ming was about to reach out to pick it up, but

And he saw that the man suddenly turned back.

Yuan Ming smiled dumbly, and could only use his mana to gather his eyes and observe carefully.

At this glance, he found that the ball was green and green, as if it was cast in bronze, and there were dark golden thin lines on the surface to form intricate patterns, but they were interrelated in arrays.

Higher-grade artifacts are usually inscribed with three runes, which complement each other to improve the rank. There seems to be a miniature magic circle on this bronze ball, which looks very subtle indeed.

Yuan Ming secretly judged in his heart that he had confirmed that most of this thing was real.

"Tell me the price." Yuan Ming asked.

"Fifteen hundred spirit stones, a lot." The man in black said immediately.

"You are talking nonsense, a normal high-grade magic weapon is worth fifteen hundred spirit stones, but it is still in charge, you are a consumable, and it will be gone if you blow it up once." Yuan Ming immediately refuted.

"This Heart-Splitting Thunder is used to save your life, not to blow it up, Daoist friend, your own life is not worth fifteen hundred spirit stones, right?" When the man in black heard this, he said coldly.

"You're right, this thing can indeed save your life at a critical time, but the price is ridiculously high, I'm afraid it's not easy to sell, right?" Yuan Ming said with a smile.

"If you don't want it, please." The man in black said unhappily.

"Can the price be negotiated again, if you enter this black market, you will have to pay once you enter, I think Daoist friends are also in a hurry to ask for spirit stones, or sell them as soon as possible, and sell them early is to make money." Yuan Ming asked with a smile.

When the man in black heard this, he obviously felt that it made sense.

"I can also see it, fellow Daoist, you may also be short of time, although this is a black market, but there are also people coming and going, maybe it has spread outside, and the black market has the unique magic weapon of the Five Thunder Sects of Zhao Guo."

Yuan Ming didn't finish speaking, seeing that the man in black wanted to open his mouth to interrupt, he reached out to stop him first, and continued: "Don't be busy refuting such things first, get rid of it as soon as possible, feel at ease as soon as possible, to be honest, we have been chatting like this for a long time."

When Yuan Ming said this, the man in black finally moved.

"How many spirit stones can you make?"