"This is the black market? Why does it look like an ordinary trading market?" Seeing the bustling crowd in front of me, each one wearing a variety of masks with ghost faces, but the layout is exactly the same as an ordinary trading market. Zhen, Yang Fan was slightly surprised. "The black market is also a market, and it has been like this for thousands of years." Xiao Ba explained. Hongxiu chuckled: "The square market is the most mature trading place in the world of cultivation. The black market only has no guarantee of the source of the items. It is still a place for trading, so there is no need to change." "Yes, there are actually no good things outside, good things. They are all hanging in the auction house, let¡¯s go to the auction house first,¡± Xiao Ba agreed. Yang Fan nodded and was about to move forward following Xiao Ba. At this moment, an old and hoarse voice suddenly came from a stall in the distance: "The secret skills of physical cultivation, broken copies, sold cheaply." "Physical cultivation "Secret skill?" Yang Fan immediately looked over. His eyes were now extremely powerful, and with the power of his soul integrated into his body for the second time, he could see almost no blind spots, and he could easily see the stall. , there is indeed a light yellow secret book. "Nine Waves of Tianxin?" Yang Fan's heart moved and he walked over there. "Brother Yang, what's wrong?" Xiao Ba couldn't help but ask when he saw this. Yang Fan smiled: "There may be something we want there." The three of them walked to the stall, and the old and hoarse voice came out again: "Three guests, what do you like?" His The voice was hoarse, like that of a twilight old man, but Yang Fan's eyes saw through the ghostly mask that could isolate his spiritual consciousness, and saw the appearance inside. "She's actually a girl? Moreover, she seems to be very immature." Although Yang Fan could see through the girl's appearance, he couldn't sense her aura. Naturally, he didn't know her true strength. " If it was a martial arts cultivator or a low-level cultivator, Yang Fan could still judge it through blood energy, but the person in front of him obviously couldn't be a martial cultivator, let alone a low-level cultivator. Because Yang Fan could not see the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in her body, he should be at least a ninth-level Golden Core cultivator, or even a monk above the Nascent Soul stage, who could converge his spiritual power to such an extent. "If he is in the Nascent Soul stage, he is probably another genius who cultivates Taoism." Seeing that Yang Fan didn't speak for a while and just looked at herself up and down, the pretty face behind the mask felt a little cold. She said coldly: "If you don't want to buy it, Don't stand in the way and affect my business." "Why do you talk like this!" Yang Fan didn't speak, but Xiao Ba was a little angry, unhappy with the stall owner's cold attitude towards Yang Fan. Yang Fan chuckled lightly and shook his head at Xiao Ba: "It's my fault. This stall owner, I wonder if you can lend me the secret body cultivation technique you have?" "No." The girl said firmly. Xiao Ba suddenly became angry: "What you are selling is not even visible to anyone. Who knows whether it is true or false, and whether it is of value?" "If you don't believe it, you don't have to buy it." Hearing the harsh words of the stall owner, Xiao Ba Zhen was a little angry. He pulled Yang Fan and said, "Brother Yang, let's go. This old guy is a liar at first sight. If there is really something good, why not send it to the auction house? Put it here." Selling? " Xiao Ba's words certainly made sense, but Yang Fan saw that the stall owner's eyes suddenly turned red. Then, I saw the girl lowered her head, took a deep breath, raised it again, and said, "You can look at it, but you can only look at it once, and you can only look at the first page, and you can't turn to the back." " It seems that this girl is in some trouble." Yang Fan thought, and stopped Xiao Ba from trying to pull him away: "Let me see if this secret skill is a good treasure." "Of course it is a treasure, if not I will. How is it possible to put it out for sale?" Behind the mask, the girl looked very unwilling, which made Yang Fan couldn't help but smile. He picked up the light yellow book and opened the first page. On the first page, there were no words, only a picture, and that picture showed the back of a person. With just one glance, Yang Fan was deeply fascinated. Snapped! But at this moment, the girl stall owner snatched the book back. "After reading it at a glance, do you want to buy it or not?" Yang Fan looked at the booklet in the hands of the girl stall owner with some unfinished thoughts. At the same time, he also saw her hands. They looked extremely old on the top, but in fact, they were as white as onions on the inside and very?Slender and good-looking. "How many spirit stones?" Yang Fan asked. Hearing this, Xiao Ba was anxious and pulled Yang Fan: "Brother Yang, do you really buy it?" "I saw that the portrait on the first page is quite exquisite. It seems to have incredible craftsmanship. Even if it is directed at that As long as the price is not outrageous, there is no problem in accepting it." Hongxiu, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but ask, "Besides poetry, do you also like calligraphy and painting?" Yang Fan smiled and said, "You know a little bit about it." That¡¯s it, there¡¯s no way he can compare with the Three Transformations of the Prime Minister in White.¡± Having been with Hongxiu for a long time, Yang Fan has become less restrained. Coupled with the increase in strength, he has the confidence to face the great demon level. He is a demon clan, so his words are a little more teasing. As soon as these words came out, Hongxiu fell silent. Seeing her silence, Yang Fan knew that he had said the wrong thing and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't know where to start. At this time, after hesitating for a moment, the girl stall owner finally quoted the price: "Thirty thousand high-grade spiritual stones. As long as you give me thirty thousand high-grade spiritual stones, this secret skill will be yours." "Thirty thousand? Your broken book costs 30,000 spirit stones, but it¡¯s still top-grade. Are you crazy for wanting spirit stones?¡± After hearing what the girl stall owner said, Xiao Ba said sarcastically. Yang Fan saw that the girl was biting her lips, but her eyes were fixed on Yang Fan, with a hint of unknown hope. This hope touched him a little. "However, this is a black market after all. Although it is unlikely that this girl is deceiving her, after all, she does not know that she has the ability to see through the ghost mask, but she is not guarded against real liars, and she has even thought of this. "Can't it be less?" Hongxiu said, because she also saw something strange about the stall owner, and it was impossible for a dying old man to have such a pair of eyes as bright as stars. Of course, more importantly, she saw that Yang Fan really wanted that booklet. "It can't be less, just thirty thousand spirit stones." Although what he said was still decisive, Yang Fan saw that the girl was hesitant, but then, he seemed to think of something, and then he became firm. "Okay, I bought it." It was this hesitation that made Yang Fan make up his mind. At the same time, he also saw the girl let out a sigh of relief, but her eyes were not filled with joy, but a little heavy. Yang Fan waved his hand, and there was an undefended box on the stall. As soon as the girl's spiritual consciousness turned, she knew that there were indeed 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones inside. "I hope you will keep it well. If I have the spirit stone in the future, I hope you can sell it to me again." The girl carefully handed over the booklet in her hand. Yang Fan smiled: "Okay, but I will increase the price when the time comes." "Okay." When the girl heard this, she laughed. Then, she collected the spiritual stones and the stall and left in a hurry. "Thirty thousand high-grade spiritual stones, Brother Yang, are you crazy?" Seeing that the stall owner had gone away for a long time, Xiao Ba was still a little unhappy. Yang Fan smiled, raised the booklet in his hand, and said, "The value of this booklet is definitely more than 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones." Xiao Ba didn't believe it. Hongxiu nodded: "It's worth it." But the meaning behind her words was quite intriguing. I don't know what aspect she meant by value. But since both of them felt it was worth it, Xiao Ba had nothing to say no matter how angry he was, so he had to lead the way with some frustration. Soon, the auction house appeared in front of the three of them. (To be continued.)