Chapter 210 Going to the Black Market



The next morning, Lin Xiaofei put on the Taoist robe he had prepared in advance, carried a large package in his hand, and wore a sword at his waist as he walked out of his backyard.

Today, he was going to the black market with Wang Qingliang.

After leaving his own backyard, Lin Xiaofei walked through several streets and arrived near the back gate of Zixia Taoist Temple. He paused for a moment and looked over.

At the entrance to the backyard of Zixia Taoist Temple, a carriage carrying passengers was parked, and a young Taoist boy was standing next to the carriage, as if waiting for someone.

In the carriage, the curtain of one of the windows was drawn back. Through the window, one could see an old man with a white jade-colored pipe in his mouth. He slightly opened his mouth, gently blew, and a wisp of grayish-white smoke rose out.

The old man was Wang Qingliang.

Lin Xiaofei glanced at it, then quickly stepped forward, went to the window on the side of the carriage, and said with a smile:

Senior Wang, are we going to take a horse-drawn carriage there today?

Wang Qingliang nodded, exhaled another puff of green smoke, and said:

Yes, get in the carriage, we're going to the black market.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaofei boarded the carriage. After entering the carriage, the young Taoist priest sat at the front of the carriage and drove the carriage away.

The so-called black market is only accessible to independent cultivators or top-tier martial artists within the canyon county; no one else is allowed to enter.

The black market is located on a street at the easternmost edge of Canyon County. The entrance to this street is guarded by four second-rate martial artists.

This street is only open to top-tier experts and cultivators. Beyond the residential area where this street is located lies a vast bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, there is a long row of bamboo houses, and on the bluestone path next to the houses, many people are setting up stalls.

As Lin Xiaofei stepped off the carriage with Wang Qingliang and into the bamboo forest, he immediately felt a rich spiritual energy rushing towards him.

I took a deep breath of spiritual energy and immediately felt refreshed.

"The spiritual energy here?"

Lin Xiaofei looked puzzled and muttered something to himself.

"Isn't it strange that the concentration of spiritual energy here is three times higher than outside the bamboo forest?"

Hearing Lin Xiaofei's mutterings, Wang Qingliang said with a smile.

Lin Xiaofei nodded, and Wang Qingliang spoke again:

The reason this black market attracts independent cultivators to set up stalls and sell goods is mainly because there is a low-level spirit-gathering array here.

The Spirit Gathering Array can concentrate the free-floating spiritual energy in the air above into this bamboo forest. Here, independent cultivators can both set up stalls to sell their goods and slowly absorb the spiritual energy.

Nodding, Lin Xiaofei immediately understood that absorbing spiritual energy here was equivalent to three times that outside.

Those who come here only need to pay thirty taels of silver to stay for a month, making it a good place for independent cultivators to absorb spiritual energy.

At the same time, he understood why this place was able to attract independent cultivators to set up stalls.

Lin Xiaofei walked into the bluestone path in the bamboo forest and looked around.

Many people were seen sitting cross-legged on one side of the bluestone road, with their goods for sale laid out in front of them.

Out of curiosity, Lin Xiaofei walked towards an old man who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed. In front of the old man, there was a white cloth with black characters written on it.

When Lin Xiaofei arrived in front of the old man, he found that the old man still had his eyes closed and did not seem to care about him.

Lin Xiaofei lowered his head slightly, looking at the white cloth with black characters on the ground, and silently recited in his heart:

I am a rogue cultivator, single-mindedly focused on cultivating immortal techniques. Three years ago, I had already reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining. Due to the need to break through the realm, I needed a Foundation Establishment Pill, but after searching for three years, I have been unable to find one.

Therefore, anyone who provides genuine information about where to buy Foundation Establishment Pills will be offered three thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Alternatively, as a second-best option, if you can provide information on where to buy blood ginseng that is at least 500 years old, I will offer you 2,000 low-grade spirit stones.

After silently reciting the words on the white cloth, Lin Xiaofei looked at Wang Qingliang beside him and asked in confusion, "

Senior Wang, are Foundation Establishment Pills and Blood Ginseng both very precious?

Of course.

Foundation Building Pills are used to break through to the ninth level of Qi Refining. Blood Ginseng that is over 500 years old can be used to refine Foundation Building Pills or taken directly, which can also help with breaking through the realm, but it is not as effective as Foundation Building Pills.

Within the canyon county, Foundation Establishment Pills and Blood Ginseng over 500 years old are extremely rare. It is said that even the Gong family, a family of cultivators, has difficulty obtaining these two items.

However, consuming blood ginseng that is two or three hundred years old can offer a slight boost to breaking through to the ninth level of Qi Refining. Such ginseng, with their shorter lifespan, is relatively easy to obtain.

As he spoke, the old man Wang Qingliang sighed and said, "

For us independent cultivators, breaking through to the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining is an extremely difficult task.

Nodding, Lin Xiaofei saw Wang Qingliang suddenly quicken his pace and walk towards a stall on the side of the bluestone road ahead, so he followed him.

Arriving at the stall, Wang Qingliang squatted down and said to the stall owner:

How much is this jade piece?

The stall owner said:

Fellow Daoist, you really know your stuff! I just took out this health-preserving jade stone and you arrived.

This product was made by myself and has the effects of nourishing the mind and promoting longevity.

Although it only has twenty-one artifact markings, it is still a mid-grade magic artifact and has certain uses. If you want to buy it, it will cost at least ninety low-grade spirit stones.

Soon, Wang Qingliang bargained with the stall owner and finally bought the health-preserving jade artifact for forty low-grade spirit stones the size of eggs, plus a ginseng root that was a hundred years old.

Then, Lin Xiaofei followed behind Wang Qingliang and saw many independent cultivators selling good things at their stalls along the way.

After looking at the items sold by more than ten independent cultivators at their stalls, Wang Qingliang walked up to another stall owner and said, "

How much are these three bitter clover plants?

"I dug these three bitter herbs out of the deep mountains and forests three days ago."

Once ingested, this bitter herb can increase one's mental strength, which is a good thing for rogue cultivators with relatively weak mental strength.

If you want, one plant costs ten low-grade spirit stones.

By the way, if you know the alchemist who makes the Bitter Spirit Pill, buy these three Bitter Flower Grasses and give them to the alchemist; you might be able to exchange them for two Bitter Spirit Pills.

The effect of taking two Bitter Spirit Pills is better than that of taking three Bitter Flower Grass stalks.

The stall owner quickly got up, picked up three bitter herbs, handed them to Wang Qingliang, and said.

Wang Qingliang took the bitter flower grass, smiled, and said:

Stall owner, you know that this bitter flower grass can be exchanged for bitter spirit pills from alchemists, but surely you can't get two bitter spirit pills in return?

"How about this? This bitter flower grass is a rather precious spiritual herb. If you're willing, I'll buy it for twenty-five low-grade spirit stones, how about that?"

"good!"

The stall owner smiled and agreed.

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