Just because the big yellow dog turned into a black pig with black hair.

The pig's body has also shrunk a little, and it is not as fat as it used to be.

If Rhubarb had just turned into a black pig, he wouldn't have disliked the big dog so much.

Looking at Rhubarb's eyes, which were covered by black hair, he only felt spicy......

Big dogs, no, black pigs.

It didn't feel anything, so it raised the pig's brain angrily and looked at Huang Yifan with slanted eyes.

He suddenly felt the palm of his hand itching, and a slap slapped the black pig's head.

Since Rhubarb knew this art of shifting and changing shape, why didn't he use it at that time?

It's a shame that he stupidly let rhubarb roll in the mud at the beginning.

Thinking of this, he slapped the black pig's head again.

If Rhubarb learns the young man's thoughts, he will definitely cry out for wrongdoing, it's not that Xiangxiang doesn't say it herself, and it can't play with her in the mud......

The black pig was inexplicably hit twice on the head, and at this time it was very aggrieved, and according to the pig cry it had heard in the mortal world, it barked twice.

I have to say that Rhubarb is very talented, acting like something, and there is a pig cry of "hum hum" in his mouth.

The boy really didn't bother to pay attention to the black pig, and followed the stairs of the secluded passage down.

"Huh-"

The black pig struggled to keep up with him.

It turned out that the dark market was just below the butcher's stall, and the stall guarded by the scar nun outside was simply a disguise.

In this way, what the guiding monk said is true.

Without the guidance of a monk who is familiar with Xuanyin City, who would have noticed an inconspicuous spiritual food stall? Even if they passed by here, who would have thought that the dark market was under it.

Around the staircase, a cluster of torches burned every ten feet, and the flames jumped from time to time, and in the darkness where there were no torches, there was a refracted black shadow that moved.

"Crackle—"

The whole passage was eerily quiet, except for the sound of burning torches, except for the sound of his footsteps as he and the black pig descended the stairs.

If he hadn't asked the system to help him see it, he would have turned around and left at this time.

Because the passage is crooked, there is no end in sight, and it is extremely silent, as if something will jump out of the darkness in the next moment.

It turned out that he thought too much, and he didn't know how long he walked along the crooked passage with the black pig before some sparse sounds appeared in his ears.

The young man picked up the black pig, he was still afraid that the big dog would get lost in the dark market.

Although the big dog turned into a black pig with illusion, the weight is still there, but this is completely easy for him in the early stage of foundation building, and he picked up the black pig very lightly.

But he didn't spare the dog, and said, "Rhubarb, what did you eat to get so fat?"

When the black pig heard this, he was so angry that he couldn't help but arch the young man's hand with the pig's head to show that he was angry.

So, the brightly lit entrance to the dark market walked in such a strange pair.

Juvenile...... With a black pig with a mask.

This black pig can be seen to be not very good just by looking at its size, but it is held in the arms of the teenager.

Huang Yifan took a look at the dark market, which was built underground, and most of the buildings in it were caves, and there were warm pearls beside the road for monks to walk.

The light in the brightly lit dark market is emitted by these beads.

There was a stone platform in the cave, and he didn't see any spiritual plants on the platform or anything, it was full of strange gadgets.

Most of the monks who come to the dark market are here to deal with something that is not visible, and a few monks hope to find some secret treasures from those strange things.

It is said that it is a dark market, and everything changes from its sect, but in fact, it is not much different from the fang market in the ethereal sect.

The only difference is that the dark market makes it easy to deal with unsightly things.

......

The young man carefully looked at the items placed on the many stone platforms, he saw a broken corner of the ancient ding, rotten black wood, broken spears, cracked Dan furnaces, and there were many stones that could not be seen of what material they were, and he even saw a peach-colored golden butterfly wearing a flower belly pocket.

Huang Yifan: ......

It's really weird enough.

Most of the items were broken, either with a broken leg or missing a table leg.

They looked tattered and dusty, but he couldn't quite conclude that they were useless items.

There may still be a few treasures, but the treasures are dusty, and the monks need to have a discerning eye.

When the young man thought of this, his eyes suddenly flashed with a fine light.

Doesn't he have a "discerning eye" here?

Isn't it a discerning eye!

How could he have treasures that he didn't need, and he wasn't a fool.

As soon as his mind moved, the cyan stone quietly appeared in his hand.

However, Huiyan has two more chances today, but you can't use it indiscriminately, you have to be cautious about using it.

There are three opportunities to use the treasure probe three times a day, and when the three opportunities are used up, you can only wait for the system to reset the treasure probe again tomorrow.

At the very least, you have to sweep the things that look like treasures, otherwise the opportunity to sweep them will be gone, and it will not be wasted.

His eyes wandered over the stone platform in the cave, and he didn't know which one to aim at, but in his opinion, every item on the stone platform looked like a secret treasure.

Except for the belly pocket that looked improper.

When he looked at it again, he suddenly felt that it didn't look like it anymore.

The skin of these items was covered with a thick layer of ash, and not even a trace of aura fluctuations was revealed.

Huang Yifan was very embarrassed, his eyes swept over and over the stone platform, and finally made up his mind.

With a slight movement of his hand, he aimed the small cyan stone in his palm at the rotten black wood that looked like a secret treasure.

A panel appeared in front of him, with words on it, and the monks around him were unaware.

【Rotten Dark Wood】

Features: Also known as black rotten wood, a unique first-grade spirit wood in the Metaverse, black rotten wood does not emit aura fluctuations, and it is in decay all its life. Although the rotting wood is rotten, it will always be the same, unchanged.

The black rot wood scrapes off the outer layer of decay, and the inside will become extremely smelly, which is useful for chicken ribs.

Huang Yifan: "......"

He looked at it for a long time, and the characteristic feature of this black rotten wood was that it was extremely smelly.

I thought it would be some kind of secret treasure, but it turned out that he looked away.

The young man gritted his silver teeth, very unwilling, anyway, the number of explorations has been wasted, it is better to buy this black rotting wood.

Maybe I can use it once?

It stinks—

In case he bought it and put it in a storage bag, he would have become a strange stinky pill one day......

The young man's eyes lit up, this method is feasible!

Alchemy and alchemy, you can't blindly follow the path taken by your predecessors, so you will always be trapped in it.

will only follow the path that the ancestors walked out, and if you don't explore, you won't have your own ideas at all.

Ren is talented and has no innovation himself, so there will definitely be a bottleneck for him in alchemy.

The young man stabilized his mind and paid five low-grade spirit stones to pocket the black rotten wood.