After leaving the Jiuqing Pavilion, Ye Chen pulled Huwa to the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion and wanted to choose a handy spiritual weapon for Huwa first.

"Big brother, I'm embarrassing you." As he was walking, Huwa suddenly lowered his head and said.

Hearing this, Ye Chen was stunned.

But soon, he thought of the reason. Huwa was honest and honest, as if he was still worried about what had happened just now. He also led a boy of similar age, but Qi Yun brought by Qi Hao was much better than Huwa.

He had long heard of Qi Hao's origin. He was a young man from a cultivation family and was sent to Hengyue Sect since he was a child.

And the young man named Qi Yun was obviously a member of the Qi family and was also sent to Hengyue Sect to practice.

There are many aristocratic families in Da Chu, such as the Shangguan family in Dongyue, the Situ family in Western Shu, the Qi family in southern Xinjiang, and the Wang family in Beichuan, while Qi Hao and the young Qi Yun are all children of the Qi family in southern Xinjiang.

Although the cultivation family is not as profound as the sect, it is not as simple as saying. The disciples of the family have been immersed in their bodies since childhood, and they are all provided with spiritual medicines.

This alone is not only Huwa, but even Ye Chen is not as good as him.

"You have just become a monk, and the road ahead is still long?" Ye Chen patted Huwa's shoulder and comforted him.

"Don't I come up?"

"Since I come, I will be at ease. There are strong and weak worlds, but God is fair. Not being as good as others for a while does not mean not being as good as others for a lifetime. Wasn't I also looked down upon when I first came?"

"Well, I will work harder and I will never embarrass my elder brother."

As they said that, the two of them came to the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion.

As soon as he walked in, Zhou Dafu, the elder of the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion who was sleeping soundly opened his eyes.

"Go in! Only one piece is allowed." Chow Tai Fook waved his hand casually.

"Go!" Ye Chen gently pushed the tiger baby forward, "Please choose one that is convenient first, and I'm looking for a good one for you in the future."

Ye Chen's arrival seemed to make Chow Tai Fook sleep soundly again without any intention. He sat up and stretched his waist hard, then yawned.

Seeing that Zhou Dafu woke up and before Huwa came out, Ye Chen took a step forward and asked with a smile, "Elder, do you have Xuan Tie and Xuan Tung here."

Black iron and black steel are precious materials for refining weapons. They have always been priced but have no market value and are hard to come by.

The reason why Ye Chen asked about Xuan Tie and Xuan Steel was obvious. He wanted to refine the essence of Xuan Tie and Xuan Steel into his Chixiao Sword. The Xuan Tie was hard and the Xuan Steel was flexible. The cooperation between the two was definitely the best choice.

At least, that's what the artifact refining technique says.

"Xuan Tie and Xuan Steel are very precious. I have it, I'm afraid you can't afford it!" Zhou Dafu rubbed his sleepy eyes.

Ye Chen's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly, "Elder, how much is it."

Chow Tai Fook didn't say anything, but just stretched out a finger.

"Ten thousand?"

"Ten thousand? What are you thinking? It's one hundred thousand."

Gudong! Ye Chen swallowed hard on the spot.

"One hundred thousand is considered cheap, and the Wanbao Pavilion in the vast sea is even more expensive." Zhou Dafu glanced at Ye Chen with a wonderful expression and continued, "Besides, one hundred thousand spirit stones are only enough to buy a piece of black iron or black steel the size of an egg."

Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help swallowing again.

He knew the preciousness of Xuan Iron and Xuan Iron, but he still underestimated their value.

Hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

What does this mean? Even if a disciple of the outer sect leads in his entire life, he will not be able to get so much. Even if he can refine jade spirit liquid, it will take a long time to collect 100,000 spirit stones.

"Of course, there is a place that will be very cheap." Chow Tai Fook continued.

"where."

"Nether Black Market."

Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but touch his chin and said to himself, "I forgot that place."

The Netherworld Black Market is located at the junction of the three sects of Hengyue Sect, Zhengyang Sect and Qingyun Sect. It is a place for trading and trading, and it is also a good place for selling stolen goods. Because of this, it is not very peaceful and there are many traitors and evil people. It has been notorious since ancient times.

Although Ye Chen has never been to the Netherworld Black Market, he has long heard of its bad reputation.

Of course, the Netherworld Black Market is not just famous for its fierce reputation. Although it is chaotic, there are many treasures for buying and selling, and the prices are lower than those on the market. Many monks will go there to Taobao.

"The black iron and black steel in the Netherworld Black Market can be much cheaper than you." Thinking to his mind, Ye Chen looked at Chow Tai Fook.

"The Xuantie and Xuantie in that place are of bad origin, and the cargo owners will most likely be anxious to sell the stolen goods. If you count it, it will be almost 40,000 or 50,000 yuan cheaper!"

"40,000 to 50,000." Ye Chen touched his chin again. For him, 40,000 to 50,000 spirit stones are not a small amount. If he really bought Xuangang and Xuangang in the Netherworld Black Market, he wouldn't mind going there.

"The Netherworld Black Market is not a good place. You can lose your life at any time. You have already thought about it." Zhou Dafu glanced at Ye Chen.

"There's no way, who made you sell so expensively here!"

"It's just 40,000 or 50,000 yuan, there will always be some." Zhou Dafu coughed dryly, "I didn't pick up my black iron and my black steel for free. I spent a lot of effort. Let me make some money!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but curl his lips and thought that Zhou Dafu, like Pang Dahai, was a cunning person.

As the two were talking, Huwa had already come out with the weapon he had chosen.

He chose not a spirit sword, but an iron rod. Although the length is somewhat inconsistent with his height, it is still barely available.

"Black iron stick." Zhou Dafu saw it, looked at the tiger's widow and said, "Little guy, there are so many spiritual weapons, why did you choose it?"

"Tiger baby, you can change another one." Ye Chen also said with a smile.

Among the many weapons, the most difficult thing to practice is the gun, and this black iron rod is only one less spear head than the long spear. The difficulty of practice can be imagined. This is also the reason why Ye Chen and Zhou Dafu did not recommend that Huwa choose the black iron rod.

"No, no, I like this black iron stick very much." Huwa smiled.

"Then let it go!" Knowing that Huwa's character is that once it is determined, it will not change, Ye Chen couldn't say anything more.

"The sword has the sharpness of a sword, and the mystery of a stick. Just choose it!" Chow Tai Fook no longer objected.

"Elder, do you have any stick magic? "Ye Chen looked at Zhou Dafu.

Huwa just entered the cultivator line, and many of them didn't understand it. He even chose a black iron stick as a weapon. Even if he knew nothing about stick methods, let alone Huwa.

"I don't have a stick-family side door." Zhou Dafu shook his head, "You can go to Wanbao Pavilion to see where Old Zhou might have it."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen was a little disappointed.

"Since that's the case, we will say goodbye." Ye Chen bowed and led the tiger baby out of the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion.

During this period, they went to Wanbao Pavilion again, but returned disappointed.

Ye Chen placed Huwa on the small hill where he practiced, and took some care of each other and sometimes gave Huwa some guidance.

"Tiger kid, diligence can make up for your weaknesses, you have to work hard!"

"Well, I will practice twice as much as possible and will not embarrass my elder brother."
Chapter completed!