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There were smooth stone walls all around, only a dragon head carving, and there was an oil lamp on it, and after he twisted it hard, and after rotating it once, the stone wall moved to one side, and his eyes suddenly became bright.

And as soon as they stepped out of the stone door, the stone door behind them immediately closed automatically, like an elevator door.

This is a long corridor, and a beautiful maid in a white dress walks up to her, salutes, and smiles: "Distinguished guests, please come with me!"

Ling Feng glanced at this woman, her appearance could also score more than eighty-five points, her blood was strong, and her internal strength was exquisite. Even a maid in this ghost city has such a grade, and her style has suddenly been raised.

The two of them followed the maid forward. The corridor is very long, and on both sides are rooms with numbers written on them, but the doors and windows are closed, and Ling Feng can't see the real scene inside.

Jiang Yuelong said with a smile: "I didn't expect this ghost market to still run a green building business!"

The beautiful maid looked indifferent: "The maid service in the ghost market is free!"

Moments later, the three stopped in front of Room 36.

The maid pushed open the door and said, "This is the room of the two distinguished guests, tell us what you need, and the slave will contact the buyer for you." And remember, there are four emissaries outside who are black and white, bull-headed and horse-faced to patrol in shifts, so don't just go out of your room!"

Ling Feng said: "Cold iron, at least five hundred catties!"

Although the Han Yuan Sword is good, if it wants to be used as a real divine weapon material, it can only be refined by refining the Han Iron Elite, otherwise even if it finds the demon spirit, it can only refine an inferior divine weapon. The system forging furnace refines materials, and only five catties of cold iron can refine one catty of cold iron elites. And there are three conditions required for the advanced divine weapon of the Hanyuan Sword, materials, essence, and runes. Among them, what is needed for the material is a hundred catties of cold iron elite.

According to the market price, the third-order refining material is about two thousand taels of silver per catty.

Taking cold iron as an example, a high-grade sharp weapon is 100,000 taels, and the material cost accounts for one-fifth, that is, 20,000 taels. These 20,000 taels require at least ten catties of cold iron. Cold iron is a high-density refining material, and the volume of ten catties is not much, and it needs to be mixed with half of the hundred steels to refine a high-grade weapon.

Therefore, the price of cold iron fluctuates around two thousand. In other words, this is a big business worth a million taels! If the negotiation is successful, she can also take a cut, although it is only 5/10,000, and there are 500 taels of silver. And an ordinary family only needs more than one or two pieces of silver a month. That's a lot of money!

Therefore, she suddenly looked slightly happy and said, "Okay, Childe, wait a minute!"

After the maid left, Jiang Yuelong sighed: "The person who established the ghost city is really a genius!"

The people behind this scene use the outside stalls to sell some first- and second-order items as a guise to attract customers, and then introduce the real ghost market after discovering the big customers.

Even if someone is red-eyed, they can't find out where the real ghost market is.

Ling Feng also understands this, this ghost market has developed into a trading platform, which is indeed far more promising than being a fang market.

Because both buyers and sellers can't do without this platform at this time!

The two looked around the room for a while, and found that there were two black grimace masks on the table of the Eight Immortals in the middle, which were very hideous!

The two looked at each other and put on their masks at the same time.

Jiang Yuelong said: "Let's go out and have a look!"

Ling Feng thought for a moment and said with a smile: "It's okay, just go out and have a look!"

The two pushed open the door and immediately found two figures. One was wearing a black robe, his face was also painted black, and he was holding a long black soul chain. The other was dressed in a white robe, with a pale face, and holding a miserable white mourning stick. The two of them floated in the air like ghosts, landing silently.

Bai Wuchang smiled more than crying, and said, "The identity of every VIP here is confidential, so please don't trespass and go back immediately!"

Jiang Yuelong smiled: "What if we don't go back?"

Hei Wuchang suddenly said coldly: "When you arrive at the ghost city, you must abide by the netherworld law! If you dare to break in, the envoy of Hugh blame will wear your pipa bone and hand it over to Yan Jun!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly and said, "Hehe, compare yourself to Yan Jun, arrogant and arrogant!

"Look for death!"

Black and white impermanence suddenly said in a deep voice, and flew together. The mourning stick condenses the cold white qi, and the soul chain condenses the black qi full of dead silence, like two sharp swords striking rapidly!

Next to it, the door opened, and people wearing grimace masks watched secretly, secretly saying that these two people were going to be unlucky. Because this black and white impermanence is a congenital master, and it is closely coordinated, and the combat power is doubled, and ordinary innate masters are not opponents at all. Someone suffered this loss in the first place.

However, soon they were dumbfounded!

Jiang Yuelong quietly took a step back, she couldn't use force now.

The mourning stick and the soul chain hit Ling Feng wearing a black grimace mask at the same time, but the latter instantly dissipated, and it turned out to be just an afterimage!

Almost at the same time, Ling Feng appeared behind the two of them, and his palms shot out as fast as lightning, imprinted on the backs of the two of them.

With a bang, the black and white impermanence flew out like a kite with a broken string vomiting blood, falling to the ground, and passing out!

The eyes of the guests widened, where did this come from, dare to stun the black and white envoys in the ghost market!

As Ling Feng's eyes swept over, one by one the good deeds closed the door one after another.

However, Ling Feng didn't plan to make a big deal out of it, he just planned to try how deep the water here was.

So, the two of them immediately returned to the house!

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About a quarter of an hour later, the beautiful maid returned with a teapot and a teacup on a tray.

"The buyer has been contacted, in the next room, Childe sees a small hole in the wall, where can you communicate, determine the price, and then we will be in charge of the transaction. ”

The maid smiled, and turned around and went out the door.

Jiang Yuelong poured two cups of tea.

And Ling Feng came to the hole, used his ventriloquist skills, made his voice hoarse, and used his voice transmission skills to condense his voice into a bundle and transmit it to the past: "How to sell cold iron?"

"Two thousand taels and one catty, no two prices!"

A deep voice came.

Most of the things in this ghost market are from unknown sources, and they should have been reduced in price and sold off, but with the sales channel of the ghost market, the tone became tough.

However, Ling Feng didn't bother to bargain and was about to agree.

At this time, Jiang Yuelong sneered: "One thousand eight, don't talk about it if you say one more word!"

The other side was silent for a moment, and said, "Deal!"

I have to say that Jiang Yuelong's price is stuck at his psychological price.

It seems that this chick is still a talent, Ling Feng was slightly happy in his heart.

Then there was no sound, and the exchange ended.

After a while, the maid walked in, handed over an apricot yellow cloth bag, and said, "Childe, this is the goods you want, please accept them carefully!"

Ling Feng's spiritual power probed into it, and he immediately found a pile of silver-white iron, he took out a piece and put it in his hand, and immediately felt an amazing cold air.

Immediately, Jiang Yuelong took out the blood-drinking sword and slashed it, sparks splashed everywhere, but there were no defects, obviously they were all refined high-quality cold iron stones.

After Ling Feng roughly determined the weight of the cold iron stone, he transferred it to his mustard seed bag, and put the 900,000 taels of silver tickets into another mustard seed bag for the maid to take away.