"What's happening over there at home?"

Ren Qiong frowned, his mind fluctuated, and He Luo turned.

A generally worry-free manifestation is an overview of multiple future timelines with no need to worry.

Ren Ling doesn't need to worry much.

But he himself... was somehow entangled with cause and effect.

This made the young man have a question mark on his face.

If others are not at home, how can disaster come from the sky?!

Doesn’t this make sense?!

The word "Speechless" in capital letters was almost written on Ren Qiong's face.

Shaking his head, he put the matter aside for the time being.

"We've all come to the black market. We should take a look at it. We can't return without success."

After sorting out the storage compartments for guests, he took steps and went deeper into the underground space.

Ren Qiong can see that the passage to enter here is not the only one, it extends in all directions and is connected to many streets, forming a huge underground lair.

Moreover, although it is a "black market" in name, the scale and layout are not stingy at all. The dim lights, high-hanging domes, and intertwined prohibitions divide each space into spaces that look a little gray from the outside.

There are counters floating in the space, and some mysterious people with hidden heads and tails, covered in black robes, are placing goods for sale on them.

This is the seller.

In addition, there are buyers.

They wore all kinds of strange costumes and strange masks to hide their information... However, looking at the behavior and skills of some masked people, and some habits engraved in their bones, Ren Qiong knew that many of these were Not simple.

Perhaps outside, in broad daylight, they all have a glamorous side, they are elders respected by people and idols worshiped by people.

Ren Qiong walked in the black market, following the flow of people.

Although in theory, he was a stray who had blended into the pack of wolves, he was not panicked at all.

He walks a bit crookedly and holds his chin high, as if he is looking at people through his nostrils.

This is like a second-generation ancestor who comes to the black market to see what's new and have fun, with an arrogance that has not changed.

Ren Qiong firmly believes that in such a dark forest, it doesn't matter what his true identity is, what is important is to let others think he is who he is.

He is a newcomer and it is difficult for him to play the role of an old bird well, so he simply finds another way.

He looked here and there, silently understanding the dark corner under the light.

Many prohibited items on the market are for sale here.

He even saw ordnance!

It was a war crossbow, 80% new, and there was still a strong evil spirit on it. Apparently, it had killed countless monsters, monsters, and monsters!

On the bow string, there is a streak of red color, which is the blood of the human race.

Ren Qiong folded the folding fan used for show in his hand with a "pop" sound and lit the war crossbow in front of the stall. The ban effectively blocked the sound and provided a certain degree of privacy for both parties to the transaction.

"This crossbow doesn't seem to be the latest one installed in the Daoting, right? Can the shopkeeper sell this? If it's not an ordnance, it must be valuable!"

His comments were carefree and a bit domineering.

Young and naturally energetic.

Especially his pure mana aura, and his flawless behavior after surrendering to the seven souls, clearly told the opponent that he was a real person who established the foundation!

A very young real person with a commanding demeanor... There may be some seasoned hunters who would consider targeting such a person, but most people are unwilling to overly provoke and mess with him, which can save a lot of trouble.

"Young Master is joking." The shopkeeper of this stall laughed, "Ordnance has always been the top priority of the Taoist court's strict control, let alone the latest ones."

“It’s a blessing to be able to take advantage of the opportunity of upgrading to eliminate the next batch of old models and move them here.”

"Besides, Xiao Langjun may not think that such weapons are nothing, but they are enough for ordinary people."

"Oh? Really?" Ren Qiong made a listening gesture, glanced at the price tag next to the crossbow, and with a wave of his hand, a stack of black and yellow treasure notes fell down, and he took a round number, which was slightly more.

"I don't care about the power of this weapon, but I want to know the story behind it... If you tell the truth, these will be yours!"

No one can resist the charm of Xuanhuang Coin.

Immediately, the shopkeeper's eyes lit up, he nodded and bowed, "Since you want to hear the story, I naturally have to tell you the right story!"

His brain was racing and brainstorming began.

In fact, how much does he know?

Although he is the dealer who receives the goods, he only has a general understanding.

And there are some things that cannot be seen in the light, involving the confidentiality of channels.

However, in this business, he is very good at talking to people and talking to ghosts.

In addition, traveling around the world, I have seen a lot of things, cut and grafted in various ways, and there are endless stories to tell.

The shopkeeper thought to himself that this was enough to deal with the young man in front of him.

As everyone knows, Ren Qiong is also using this to expand his knowledge.

There are many things that cannot be summarized in books.

There are also many things that cannot be understood through normal channels.

Just like now.

"You know there is a monster in the North Sea, right? That big Kun was fine before, but in recent years, it has been wanting to go ashore every year..." The shopkeeper spat and vividly told Ren Qiong what was going on outside.

world.

"How can this giant of the demon race take it easy while training the demon army and preparing a vast arsenal? Some of the big shots in the Taoist court went out to compete with him, but he couldn't win!"

"As a result, the front line became more and more fierce, and Taoist soldiers from all Taoist palaces set out to garrison the sea area to scare the monsters..."

The shopkeeper is very eloquent and can speak in a way that makes you feel like you are actually there.

Under the temptation of Xuanhuang Baobao, he tried his best to satisfy his customers.

Ren Qiong was indeed satisfied.

He kept talking, "No wonder my father has been keen on opening up the northern trade routes over the years..."

The shopkeeper is good at gossiping, and he is also good at making things up. There is an old man and a young man, but no one is serious.

Ren Qiong's cognitive world was broadened, and he pushed the stack of black and yellow banknotes in front of the shopkeeper.

At the same time, he swept away the war crossbow and put it into the treasure bag.

He stretched out, shook his head and left, leaving the shopkeeper grinning and counting the treasures in his hand.

…

"Money is such a good thing."

Ren Qiong strolled and made calculations in his mind, "With a crossbow in hand, it is not difficult to kill an ordinary foundation-building monk if you are willing to calculate mentally but not intentionally."

"It's just that it is contraband and cannot be seen in the light."

He thought about what he had learned from Master Qi Du, and knew that the Taoist court's strategy for maintaining stability in the Immortal Kingdom had been implemented for more than a year or two.

"But, what the heck..."

Ren Qiong thought and chuckled.
Chapter completed!