If the Lingshen Continent is like a bouquet of blooming flowers, then Mercenary City must be a stamen, but this stamen is not a representative of beauty, but a substitute for evil, cruelty, and darkness.

The free market is very chaotic. Countless ragged and ruffian monks, coming and going, occasionally there will be two brightly dressed, dignified sect disciples mixed in, naturally, there is no shortage of fairies here, but the profession they are engaged in is very ancient.

On the left and right sides of the street, there are dense small merchants and vendors, or shouting loudly, or waiting quietly, or hanging their children, or greeting customers with smiles, and in front of them, there are several colorful weapons, one or two bottles of elixir with a strange fragrance, a few complete dao patterns, three or four popping and jumping in the cage of strange beast larvae, or extraterrestrial meteorite, ancient immortal treasures, and so on.

This is the world of the real people, there are a lot of good things here, and the useless things are not bad at all.

If you have a good eye, you will make a fortune, but if you have no eyes, you will lose everything.

Zhu Yuan has everything in the former.

Along the way, he had already felt the prying eyes of at least six divine senses, and he was silent and continued to move forward.

After using Zhou Yishu to change his appearance, he began to merge into this wave.

Many people saw the fresh face and tried their best to say hello, wanting to explore the depths.

A few of them were already looking sideways, thinking about crooked brains.

This kind of thing is very common, and the cultivation realm pursues a sentence, what is mine is mine, and yours is still mine.

Zhu Yuan's divine sense is strong, so he naturally knows everything, he is silent, picks up a piece of red blood gold in front of a small vendor, looks at it and looks at it, groping carefully, and at the same time observing the flow of people around him.

The vendor, who was only in his early thirties and was wearing a gray shirt, smiled when he saw Zhu Yuan coming, and said, "Big brother, you have eyesight, this is the real spirit obtained from the ancient phoenix's lair, and it is transformed by the feathers taken off by the phoenix." Big brother, as long as you want it sincerely, I will be the master and sell you 5,000 yuan. ”

Zhu Yuan's complexion changed, he had profound patterns, and the other three senses were slightly understood. He flipped the red blood gold in his hand, and suddenly understood in his heart: it was just an ordinary stone coated with a layer of chicken blood on the outside, a low-level deception.

Zhu Yuan pondered and pondered: "Five thousand broken yuan, a little expensive, I don't know if it can be cheaper." I want it sincerely. He squinted his eyes with a look of pity.

The middle-aged man in the gray shirt pretended to have a regretful expression and said: "This is ten percent of the phoenix red blood, five thousand broken yuan, I have already lost miserably, and I can't be less." ”

Zhu Yuan weighed it in his hand, looked at him with his eyes, and said bitterly: "Alas, such a good thing, but I am shy in my pocket, so I can only give it up." "Just let go and leave.

But he was reluctant and said, "Master, is it really indispensable?"

The gray-shirted middle-aged man looked righteous and impartial, and said, "I can't do it." I really can't. I see that you are also an expert, and the red blood gold sold for 5,000 yuan, where is there such a cheap thing. If you don't want it, you won't be in the way of others, and I'll still open the door for business. ”

Zhu Yuan bit his lip and pondered: "Since the master's family is so decisive, I can only give up." Forget it, I don't want it. Zhu Yuan didn't hesitate for a moment, and left with red blood gold.

The gray-shirted middle-aged man showed a triumphant expression, and sneered in his heart: I don't believe that you will turn back, and you want to play with me, you are still a little tender.

A businessman like him, who has been in the free market all the year round, understands very well the mentality of this kind of young man who comes out of a rich family, they are used to living a life of fine clothes and fine food, but it is because the family requires them to come out to exercise and sharpen, and they will not attach much importance to Poyuan.

But the traditional concept tells them: the more they like something, the less they can show it, and they should slow down.

So the gray-shirted middle-aged man can be sure that Zhu Yuan will turn back.

He meditated in his heart: one step, two steps, three steps... Eleven Steps·· Nineteen Steps···

At this moment, he began to regret in his heart, this big sheep wouldn't just run away, it was impossible.

Sure enough, at the last moment, Zhu Yuan turned around.

He hurried back and said, "Master, I am out of the house, and I only have three thousand and a half yuan on me, can you cut my love." ”

The man in the gray shirt had a pensive expression.

Zhu Yuan saw the expression of the man in gray shirt, and immediately understood the meaning: "Since this is the case, I can only stop it." He left without looking back.

By the time the middle-aged man in the gray shirt came back to his senses, Zhu Yuan was already about to turn around.

When Zhu Yuan turned the corner, he had the heart to commit suicide.

His face was dark and painful, and he was holding red blood gold in his hand, and he regretted it a lot: "Wait a minute." I do. It's only 3,005 yuan. ”

But how can there be Zhu Yuan's shadow.

A few sounds of falling stones appeared on the side.

"Alas, a contemplation in exchange for three thousand and a half broken yuan, this deal, is by far the biggest. ”

"I can't say this, maybe my conscience is not clear. ”

The gray-shirted man glared away, and the voices on both sides disappeared.

After a few more minutes, he was sure that Zhu Yuan would not come.

It was as if he had drained all his strength, sat down all at once, and had words in his mouth, and it took a long time to come to his senses.

He said to himself: "If you don't want to get it cheap, how can you look away? After so many years of mixing, is it impossible to be played around by a kid." ”

At this moment, the gray-shirted middle-aged man felt that something was wrong, because a second ago, three not weak divine senses spied on, and their cultivation was not low.

The monk, who has been on the verge of life and death for many years, is very sensitive to this kind of divine snooping, and in less than a second, he picked up the really valuable things on the stall and ran away.

Underground, the piece of red blood gold turned in a small circle and was left behind.

A few vendors next to him quipped: "This old horseman, 5,000 yuan, he can also open his mouth." Wait for revenge. ”

"No, that kid didn't buy it, and he doesn't look like a rich boy. There is something strange about this. ”

A blind vendor on the other side said in a low voice, "Then there is only one possibility." Enemies. ”

Several people immediately kept silent, as if a gust of wind was blowing.

Soon the place returned to normal, and the bustling crowd of people masked the previous indifference.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of several vendors, and it didn't take long for them to disappear into the crowd of people inexplicably.

In Zhu Yuan's divine sense, a few ethereal shadows flashed, he turned a few streets, came to the Heavenly Sense Bureau, and rushed in, relying on the powerful guardian power of the Heavenly Pivot, avoiding the search of the divine sense.

I have to say that he was very vigilant, when he touched the red blood gold, he felt that something was wrong, and sure enough, when he showed that the treasure in his hand was the real red blood gold, the divine consciousness in the secret fluctuated, making it clear that the person who came in the secret was indeed aimed at himself, and it was the second wave of assassination of him.

For a while, he decided to find out who was going to put him to death.

It can't be Yu Xiangtian, he can't protect himself. It is impossible to draw a hand against him.

Jun Zaice or Shi Shengyu, or the monks of the Three Kingdoms.

He came up with the answer, it is very likely, after all, when the divine beast, Jun Zaice already had traces of a move.

I don't know who it is.

Zhu Yuan thought as he walked, and finally said in his heart: It doesn't matter who he is, he will know when he catches it and asks.

He died down, hid in the Heavenly Machine's Pivotal Bureau, and casually completed the most crucial item of the original plan.

The Heavenly Pivot is known as the most comprehensive, fine, and ancient place of the four senses of the Lingshen Continent.

If you are not a strong monk of the four senses, you will not enter the depths of my heavenly machine.

It is conceivable what kind of force a group of monks with powerful four senses will be when they converge and study runes, spells, medicines, young beasts, strange books, etc. all day long.

The Heavenly Pivot of the Free City has another purpose, to accommodate all kinds of rare antiques and recruit special talents.

Tianjishu fully carries forward the spirit of the master in the folk, next to the door, there is a sign all the year round:

Collect ancient and modern poor antiques, the price is reasonable, the sister-in-law is not bullied, accept people with lofty ideals in the world, show their majesty, and take charge of the world.

Inside and outside the hall, there are crowds of people, side by side, and many monks and princes shuttle among them, looking for their favorite treasures.

It was like a microcosm of the mountains and rivers of the earth, with countless young beasts roaming the ground, weapons and charms floating in the sky and clouds, and at the end of the earth, countless medicines and charms appeared.

Although there are many people, they all maintain a rare quiet. A lot of warlocks greeted and introduced the performance to customers.

Mercenary City and Heavenly Hub can be described as two twin brothers.

A group of monks who lick blood at the tip of a knife, and a group of inhumans who study life-saving and murderous people, can be described as a match made in heaven and perfect.

As soon as Zhu Yuan came, a person who looked like a boy asked, "I don't know what items you need, son." We have everything here, whether it's life-saving blood coagulation powder, Tianwang Dan, or the murderous Heding Hong, bloodthirsty pills, and so on. If you want to find a body protection divine beast, we can also be satisfied, or the scarce classical laws, magic weapons and weapons in the Lingshen Continent, not to mention the tattoo charms, the deification of the imprint, everything is available. ”

Zhu Yuan looks like a playboy, with a nonchalant and high-minded attitude.

He deliberately pulled his throat and said, "I have it at home." I'm here this time to discuss a deal with you. Go and fetch the master of your temple. ”

Almost everyone in the hall could hear it, and many people looked at it. Zhu Yuan responded one by one, not afraid at all.

It's completely the owner who only has a penny on his body and wants to be a 100,000 yuan business.

The boy was not panicked, and said, "The hall master is not here, I don't know what kind of business the son is doing?"

Zhu Yuan said: "Who are you, you are not qualified. Or call your temple master. If you miss me, you'll regret it for the rest of your life. ”

The boy said movingly: "Childe, the hall master is really not here, can you tell me if there is anything." ”

"Haha, I'll say it again, you're not qualified, go and invite him out. ”

The boy was about to speak, but a man beckoned him to stop him.

A middle-aged monk in a Tai Chi robe came over and waved his hand, and the boy went to greet the other customers.

He glanced at Zhu Yuan, sneered in his heart, and said softly: "Ancient heroes came out of youth. How can a monk be so sincere in doing business with my Heavenly Pivot, I don't know what the reason for the business is?"

Zhu Yuan said coldly: "Who are you?" ”

The Taiji-robed monk said, "My name is Nangong Xiu, the pavilion master of the first floor of the Heavenly Machine. I don't know if I can qualify, and I can negotiate a deal with the monk. ”

Zhu Yuan nodded and said, "It's finally a bit level." I've heard of the Divine Thunder Technique. ”

The three words of the Divine Thunder Technique were in one place, and countless people looked sideways, and their eyes were full of surprise and greed when they looked at Zhu Yuan.

However, no one moved, and continued to pretend to choose items, but his divine sense stared at Zhu Yuan.

Divine thunder art, unimaginably powerful, known as a peerless bomb.

Even the Eight Mountains monk Niu Mang has to retreat from foreign objects, you can imagine how precious they are.

Nangong Xiu's expression froze instantly, he blinked his eyes, his face changed in shock, and with a wave of his hands, a blue barrier immediately appeared, and he said in a deep voice: "Monk, please upstairs." ”

Zhu Yuan smiled: "This is what it looks like." ”