He Has a Dragon

Chapter 3067 Black Market

The little old man blinked and said softly with a mysterious look on his face: "In addition to our Wufeng Town near the Qinglian Mountains, there are other market towns and small cities scattered throughout the surrounding areas."

"And in these market towns and cities, there are more or less affiliated families of the Qingjing Sect."

Wang Le raised his eyebrows slightly and said impatiently: "Boss, you talk too much, let's get to the point!"

The little old man smiled disinterestedly, stopped beating around the bush, and went straight to the point: "Not every affiliated family will send their children to the Qingjing Sect, and there will more or less be leftover flying posts."

"So as long as the customer goes to the nearby black market, he will have a chance to trade the flying stickers he wants."

"Black market?" Wang Le's eyes brightened, and he asked: "Where is the black market nearby? How to get there?"

The little old man replied: "The largest black market around the Qinglian Mountains is not fixed, and the market opening location will not be in the same place every month."

This time, without waiting for Wang Le to continue asking, the little old man further said: "So if you want to go to the black market, you must first have a road to guide you."

Speaking of this, the little old man smiled and said: "The little old man can introduce the guest to someone who has a road guide. When the time comes, he will get ten low-grade spiritual stones, and he will naturally get the road guide from the other party."

Wang Le chuckled, feeling that this so-called road guide was the ticket to enter the black market.

Then Wang Le didn't waste any words. He took out ten low-grade spiritual stones and said to the little old man: "I don't need to introduce you. Boss, please help me find a way to lead him here!"

After a pause, Wang Le took a deep look at the little old man and continued: "I'm just waiting here. I believe the boss won't let me down, right?"

The little old man chuckled, and did not ask Wang Le for any carriage fare. He directly put away the spirit stones placed on the table, and then said: "My guest, please drink first, and I will come back when you go."

After finishing speaking, the little old man left the tavern directly and disappeared from Wang Le's sight...

After just a few cups of tea, the little old man returned to the tavern and stood in front of Wang Le.

"Is this the road guide?"

Wang Le looked at something that looked like a blue pebble in his hand and couldn't help but ask.

The little old man nodded and smiled: "Yes,

As long as the guest officer injects mana, guidance signs will appear on it. If you follow it, you will naturally find the black market. "

After a pause, the little old man quickly added: "It's better to arrive early than to arrive late. This month's black market will open tomorrow."

Wang Le couldn't help but have a smile on his face. If he had to wait until next month, he might as well find other ways to get flying stickers.

As his mind wandered, Wang Le put away the green cobblestone road guide and sent the little old man away.

After the remaining food and wine on the table were cleared away, he stood up to pay and leave.

Watching Wang Le's disappearing figure, the little old man cleared away the leftovers on the table and murmured to himself: "This young man has a brain problem and wants to join the Qingjing Sect, which is about to be exterminated. It's really unreasonable."

Of course Wang Le, who had already left, didn't hear the little old man's complaints.

Therefore, he didn't know that the Qingjing Sect, which he wanted to sneak into, was now in crisis.

After Wang Le left the tavern after eating and drinking, he checked into the only inn in the town and never went out again.

After a night of silence, Wang Lecai left the inn until the black market opened the next day, took out the blue cobblestone road guide and injected it with mana, then followed the route arrow mark above and walked out of Wufeng Town, disappearing into the mountains...

As the sun set, Wang Le, following Lu Yin's instructions, walked down a low mountain peak and entered a long and narrow canyon.

After walking for another quarter of an hour, the vision suddenly opened up, and a brightly lit flat terrain came into view.

At this time, I saw white tents scattered across this small plain.

All the monks who were entering and exiting the white tents were wearing masks, or their whole bodies were covered in black cloaks, and even their body shape could not be seen.

When Wang Le saw this, he didn't do anything new and took out a ghost mask from the Fayan space to cover his face.

As for the origin of this ghost mask, of course it was the trophies collected from those storage rings and bracelets.

Even if someone releases their spiritual consciousness, it can be blocked by this ghost mask to better hide their appearance.

After putting on the ghost mask, Wang Le didn't stop any longer. He walked freely through the open and unobstructed flat land on the periphery, and got into the crowd of people coming and going.

At this time, if you look down from a high altitude, you will find that Wang Le is not an exception. There are monks in groups of three or three climbing mountains and forests from all directions and pouring into the newly opened black market. It is very lively for a while.

Of course, many of them are flying in the air, coming directly from high altitude.

The reason why Young Master Wang is walking is because his current identity is just a Qi Refining Qigong Cultivator, so of course he cannot fly in the air.

When entering the black market, Wang Le could feel the aura of strong men emanating from the surrounding corners from time to time.

There are many Nascent Soul experts among them.

As for the powerful person who transformed into a god, Wang Le, who didn't immediately get into the tent, wandered around the black market and didn't find it.

These powerful men who can exude the aura of cultivation are undoubtedly here to calm things down so that no one will cause trouble.

For such a small black market, it is enough to have a strong Nascent Soul person in charge.

A strong person who transforms into a god can look down on the business in this valley.

Wang Le would have no interest in this kind of black market if it weren't for the Feitie who could enter the Qingjing Sect.

Just like that, after walking around for a while, Wang Le probably knew the rules here.

As long as the curtain in front of the tent is opened, you can naturally enter.

If the curtain is drawn, a transaction is going on inside.

As for what products are inside each white tent, there is a special jade slip beside the door frame.

As long as the spiritual sense is explored, there will naturally be a corresponding product list inside.

Today's Wang Le is no longer a rookie who just arrived at Eternal Star.

It was precisely because I had seen the product lists in these jade slips that I knew that the scale of this black market was not large and the cultivation resources traded were not high-end. My interest was suddenly greatly reduced, and I rushed to fly away.

There are about one hundred, twenty or thirty white tents in the entire black market.

When Wang Le passed through the scattered white tents, he realized that the entire black market was more than that.

I saw many monks setting up stalls in the open space behind these white tents, with bottles, cans, magic weapons, medicinal materials, etc. placed in front of them.

Wang Le then observed that many of the monks setting up stalls were temporary.

These monks who set up temporary stalls only put out a limited number of two or three things, and then wrote what they needed on a piece of cloth to barter for things, instead of hard currency like spiritual stones.