"Come on, Lu Daoyou, try the old wine that I have left for nearly ten years."

In the family of the monk surnamed Wu, the two of them drank to a hearty place.

Lu Xuan shook the silver wine glass in his hand, and the golden spirit wine in the cup rose and fell with his movements, and a mellow and heavy wine smell escaped.

"I really didn't expect that Wang Shan, who is the patrol of the Law Enforcement Hall, was actually polluted by evil spirits, but fortunately, it was discovered early and did not affect our neighbors."

The monk surnamed Wu put down his wine glass, thinking of the possible consequences, and couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

"Yes, if the evil is not discovered and eliminated in time, it will be difficult for those of us who live nearby to ensure our own safety."

Lu Xuan echoed.

"Those waste from the Law Enforcement Hall, they have been staying here for a while, and it's not convenient to go out and do something."

"I don't look at it, I can't even keep my own people, and I am invaded by evil spirits. What's the use of taking care of us? It's better to do a thorough internal investigation, and maybe you can find out a few more! ”

The old man surnamed Wu was obviously a little drunk, and his eyes were foggy.

"Lu Daoyou, why don't you plant those spirit plants that are suitable for brewing spirit wine? If you plant it, I'll buy as much as you want! ”

As he spoke, the monk surnamed Wu pulled the topic to Lu Xuan.

"I've been thinking about it recently, but the area of the spiritual field in the courtyard is too small, and there is no spare space to plant other spiritual plants, and I don't have the energy to cultivate other spiritual plants for the time being."

"If you have that plan, you must come to Wu Daoyou to cooperate."

The two continued to drink.

"By the way, Wu Daoyou, do you know the black market in Linyangfang City?"

Lu Xuan asked the old man.

"Black market? What, you want to get in? ”

"I have this idea, but I have never entered it before, and I don't know much about it, and Wu Daoyou, you are superb in cultivation, and you have been in the Fang City for a long time, so I want to ask Wu Daoyou about the relevant situation."

Lu Xuan smiled.

"I've been in a few times, the most recent one was about two years ago."

The old man sobered up a little from drinking, revealing a look of reminiscence.

"The black market is located in the center of the city, and it is rumored that it is managed by several underground forces in the market, but I estimate that there is a shadow of one or several big families in the market."

"Fang City was originally built on an abandoned secret realm, and the black market is located in a natural maze, and you can only enter it after purchasing a guide charm with a few spirit stones."

"It's called the black market, it's very different from the loose cultivation bazaar and those big shops, those who appear there are generally not visible, and the monks will generally hide their faces or cultivate when they enter it."

"The same is true for the goods inside, there will be a lot of treasures that are difficult to see in the bazaars and shops, the origin is unknown, there are murderous treasures that are not easy to sell normally, there are also all kinds of strange and strange materials, and there is no shortage of evil things."

Lu Xuan nodded from time to time.

"If ordinary casual cultivators enter the black market, can the safety be guaranteed?"

"It's definitely safe inside, it's guarded by powerful monks, and it's rare to hear of anyone making trouble inside."

"As for the outside, it is not under the jurisdiction of the black market, and among the monks who enter and leave the black market, there are many vicious and vicious people, or evil cultivators who practice evil sect exercises, so the security is much lower than inside, and there are occasional incidents such as murder and treasure grabbing."

"Under normal circumstances, there is no problem, after all, the black market is in the center of Fang, anyway, I have been there more than once when I was practicing low-level qi, and I have not encountered any accidents."

"If you really want to enter, you can be cautious, and if you are really afraid, you can enter with a familiar monk."

"I've been taught, thank you Wu Daoyou for telling me this important information."

The old man surnamed Wu waved his hand.

"These are nothing, you can get them by asking outside."

The two had an average relationship, and he didn't ask Lu Xuan what the purpose of entering the black market was.

Lu Xuan stayed for a while, and then returned to his home with the cloud lynx cub that had been quietly on his shoulder.

He pondered for a moment, but decided to take a trip to the black market.

According to the old man surnamed Wu, there will be many strange things on the black market, so the possibility of finding an unknown spirit seed is greater than that in the loose cultivation market.

Moreover, it is generally relatively safe to enter and exit the black market, and Lu Xuan feels that as long as he does not expose his belongings and does not cause trouble, he can get out of the way.

What's more, he has full confidence in his current strength.

The cultivation of the sixth layer of Qi training, the Gengjin Sword Technique that is almost in the realm of the Grandmaster, the first-grade special magic weapon Split Silver Blade, two second-grade sword qi thousands of talismans, the second-grade flying sword from the fire sword, the first-grade treasure Thunder Fire Bead, and many talismans......

Even against a high-level Qi cultivator, Lu Xuan was quite sure to kill him.

On the second day, Lu Xuan inspected the spiritual field to keep all the spiritual plants in the best condition, and then went to the black market according to the location provided by the monk surnamed Wu.

Because the cloud lynx cub was too obvious and there was no suitable means to cover it, Lu Xuan left it at home.

After learning that he couldn't follow Lu Xuan out, the cloud lynx stared at a pair of turquoise eyes and looked at Lu Xuan motionlessly.

Lu Xuan's mind gathered on its body, and he felt that the young beast seemed to be afraid that he would abandon it, and his heart was full of helplessness and fear.

This made Lu Xuan almost soft-hearted, but in the end, considering that he might reveal his true identity, he finally comforted him for a while, leaving a bunch of air-dried meat strips for the cloud lynx and going alone.

About half an hour later, Lu Xuan came to the outside of the black market.

Although the black market is close to the center of Fang, it is quite deserted around, there are no courtyard houses, and only a few monks are in a hurry on the road, wary of each other.

The entire black market was shrouded in a large thick black mist, and the spiritual sense penetrated into the black mist, as if it was hindered by something, and it was difficult to move an inch.

Lu Xuan wore a simple mask on his face and came to the monk who was guarding the entrance to the black market.

Along the way, he saw that almost all the monks were dressed like him, most of them wore masks or cloth towels on their faces, a few covered them with special magic weapons, and a few didn't care too much, showing their true faces, but whether they were their own faces or not, Lu Xuan didn't know.

He observed the movements of the monk in front of him, and handed the three spirit stones to the entrance, in front of a monk with a black mist all over his body.

Immediately, a guide was drawn with a black rune, with a black arrow swimming slightly.

Entering the black mist, there was a haze in front of him, and the black arrow light flickered, constantly adjusting the direction of the arrow slightly, leading Lu Xuan forward in the black mist.

After a while, Lu Xuan felt that his body was refreshed, passed through the black fog, and came to the black market.

The black market was wider than he had expected, with one or two hundred monks as far as the eye could see, and the scene was relatively quiet, with only the slightest sound of discussion.

Above the black market, it seemed to be covered by a thick black cloud, and high in the sky, there were more than a dozen black paper kites flying slowly.

I don't know what material the paper kite is made of, and at first glance it looks like a monster animal skin bag floating in the air.

When flying over Lu Xuan's head, he could feel an evil thought sweeping over his body, making Lu Xuan's skin can't help but have dense goosebumps.