Chapter Seventy-One: The City of Black Soil
Three days later.
At the gate of a town, two figures gradually walked in, Ling Zhishi looked left and right, and pulled Ling Zitong into an inn on their right.
There were about a dozen people chatting in the inn, and as soon as Ling Zhishi and the two of them entered, many people looked sideways, and Ling Zitong had already followed Ling Zhishi's instructions to faintly spread his cultivation of the Split Sky Realm, and followed him quietly.
Seeing that there happened to be an empty table in the corner, Ling Zhishi sat down without saying a word.
"Young Master, aren't we going to the sect?" Ling Zitong lowered his head and whispered, and the title of Young Master was also the fictional setting that Ling Zhishi called her.
This is the largest black market on the mainland, the city of black soil.
There are many fish and dragons in the city of black soil, there are countless masters, there is no relative security, to put it bluntly here, you can do anything, but you also have to have the life to do it, even a strong man who has stepped on the master realm does not dare to be too high-profile.
Originally, Ling Zhishi also wanted to join a sect, but after a few days of inquiry, he was a little distressed, but fortunately, the maid of the Liu family had given him a map, and after thinking about it again, he still chose this black area, after all, the most dangerous place is the safest place.
No matter how the Ling family was, they could never have imagined that Ling Zhishi, who was seriously injured, would go to the most chaotic black soil city with a large flow of people.
"No, the sect is no longer suitable for us. Ling Zhishi said lightly, and then took out a thick book from the space ring, which was the introduction to the map of the continent.
And when some people who were originally looking at Ling Zhishi looked at the ring on his hand, they hurriedly turned their heads, not daring to provoke them again.
The map details the deeds and gangs of the Black Soil City, although it is said to be a gang, it is only a group of people who are slightly famous in the Black Soil City, and the water inside is still unfathomable.
Ling Zhishi's eyes suddenly glanced at the lower left corner of the page...... The old man once hid an artifact in the city of black soil, and when the new world comes, it will appear, and then it will be another day of the wrath of the gods. ”
Artifact?Ling Zhishi's eyes narrowed, the weapons were divided into Huang Xuandi Heavenly Demigod and Artifact, most of the weapons in his spatial ring were Xuan-level and a few Earth-level, even his ancient sword might only be heaven-level, artifact...... What kind of artifact is it.
Is the wrath of the gods referring to something bad that will happen that day? or is it an artifact related to the gods.
After that, Ling Zhishi took a closer look at all the other details about the Black Soil City, which were nothing more than some about the power and the famous shops, and all of them had been deeply remembered in his mind.
But...... The price in the black market is expensive, although there are many treasures, but at the same time, there are also many ordinary items that have been forcibly raised, after giving the innkeeper of the Peerless Empire ten high-grade Xuanshi, he only has two hundred high-grade Xuanshi and three thousand medium-grade Xuanshi on his body.
Ling Zhishi had a bit of a headache, he was an ordinary person at this time, it was really difficult to get this, and he had to stay in this place for a long time.
Not long after, Ling Zhishi rented a house in the inn and went upstairs with Ling Zitong.
"Remember, don't provoke anyone in this place, your demonic and murderous aura must also be put away, and the exposed cultivation is just a deterrent, I can't use the cultivation for the time being, and it will be difficult for me to cause any trouble at this time." ”
As soon as he entered the house and closed the doors and windows in the house, Ling Zhishi said to Ling Zitong very seriously.
"Eh, I know, I'm not a child, haven't I always been so honest?" Ling Zitong raised his mouth and said helplessly.
"Okay, I'm going to go around and look around again, and you're alone in the house. Ling Zhishi nodded, and was just about to open the door, but after thinking about it in his heart, he turned to Ling Zitong who was lying on the bed and said, "You go with me for the time being." ”
Originally, Ling Zitong was not familiar with the number of people here, and she had no contact with the human world, so putting her alone here for the first time really made Ling Zhishi a little worried.
"Okay. Ling Zitong said with some joy.
"Say it beforehand, I'm not going out to play, this place is different from the human world you think. Ling Zhishi said solemnly here, but when he saw that innocent smile, he couldn't help but feel a little unbearable in his heart, and he couldn't bear to let such a smile face the sinister of people's hearts.
Just like Mengker before and now......
Soon, the figures of Ling Zhishi and Ling Zitong appeared on the street, there are not many people here, but there are many people here, and most of them are stalls or shops next to them, and they have seen a lot of disputes along the way, and there are also many people leaning against the wall and looking around.
Ling Zhishi was shocked in his heart, thinking that this place was indeed a mixed place, they had been walking for about ten minutes since the beginning, but they couldn't feel a trace of aura fluctuations, no matter who it was, they couldn't feel their cultivation.
"Eh, wait, little brother, I have anything you want here, the pill technique is still a weapon. When he came to an intersection, a smiling, delicate and well-behaved man walked in front of Ling Zhishi.
His age was about twenty-seven or eighteen, but the anger between his eyebrows told Ling Zhishi that this person was definitely not an ordinary person, but he had a lot of exercises and didn't need them, so he ignored this person, turned his head and pulled Ling Zitong and strode forward.
"Eh, little brother, wait. The man still didn't intend to give up, took out a book from his arms, and said, "Little brother, you should have a little formation, seeing that your breath is so rusty, and there is no clear location, it should be the first time you have come to the city of black soil." ”
Ling Zhishi stopped, gently pressed down his hat with his right hand, and said coldly, "What do you want to do?"
"No, no, no, look at the little brother, you have been looking around with your head down since the beginning, although your steps seem to be steady, but you still hesitate a little when you pass somewhere, and this young lady beside you. The man's voice paused, "It's better to say that it's a little girl, the grasp of breath is not very good, and she is wearing a light cyan princess dress, but it depends on you." ”
Ling Zhishi stretched out his right hand behind his back and gently took out three silver needles, and his voice was a lot colder again: "What do you want to say." ”
The man hurriedly stepped back and said with a smile: "Take it easy, I have no malice, although you may not be able to practice the exercises, pills and the like, but I still have what you want here, I have been in contact with so many people, I can feel what he wants at first glance." ”