I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"I hang up in the fantasy world (

Soon, Zhang Yi came to the west of Wucheng.

He was familiar with it, walked to a one-story hollow building, and entered it smoothly after showing the holy realm at the entrance.

To enter this underground black market, one must have one of the cultivation base and the wallet, otherwise it will be blocked.

Then, after Zhang Yi walked through the long corridor and passed the gate at the end, a noisy street appeared in front of Zhang Yi.

This is the largest underground black market in Wucheng, surrounded by space-like formations, and you can only enter this place at a specific entrance.

At this time, Zhang Yi looked at it, the street was wide and long, and he couldn't see the edge at a glance.

On one side, people can pass through, while on the other side, there are flat-floor shops that are connected together.

As for the items placed in the shop, they were all strange, and many were stained with blood.

For example, saints who have top power sects are beheaded, and their natal weapons are not convenient to be shot in regular auction houses, and they will be scattered here.

Another example is that the expedition team found strange and mysterious objects in the exploration of an underground ruins, but when they were uncertain of their value, they would also appear here.

As for whether it is a treasure or a waste product, it all depends on the eyesight.

At this time, Zhang Yi appeared on this street, and the so-called main targets were naturally the three-color soil and the high-grade space stone.

Although he thinks that the chances are small, he has nothing to lose by trying his luck.

Thinking, a stream of light flashed across Zhang Yi's eyes, and regular lines were interwoven in his eyes.

At this time, Zhang Yi decisively opened the eyes of insight, and used these eyes to trace the source of all things to the most efficient search for treasures.

Although there is some cheating, but no one finds it, it is naturally not cheating.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked to the depths along the crowd.

He looked around, and at this moment, under the eyes of insight, the prototypes of the items placed in the store appeared.

Some treasures have a dull surface and no trace of spiritual energy fluctuations. They are waste products and have no value at all.

The surface of some treasures is covered with a faint brilliance, and there are also subtle auras swaying.

This is a good product, with a certain value, suitable for martial artists in the four realms of heaven and earth.

At this time, Zhang Yi walked through the street, and at a glance, waste and good products accounted for more than 90%.

Treasures with true treasures overflowing with aura and halo of spiritual energy, less than 10% of them, are quite rare.

Therefore, if ordinary saints do not have special means and want to make a living on Taobao, they will basically lose everything.

This is an abyss, often only can not enter.

Only the real treasures that have reached the level of obscurity of pearls will be missed and accidentally appear here, but the chances are very small.

Therefore, Zhang Yi discovered very early that the idea of ​​​​purchasing treasures in various trading venues with insightful eyes to earn martial arts resources is not feasible. After all, no one wants to do business at a loss.

And if he shoots multiple times and chooses the more valuable things each time, he will obviously be targeted, but the gains will outweigh the losses.

At this time, Zhang Yi moved forward, and his eyes slowly swept across the shops, but he also found some excellent products that were overflowing with brilliance, and the value was also in a suitable range.

But Zhang Yi was not moved. After all, although the treasure was good, it was not suitable for him in the realm of the Fourth Heaven, and could not help him in the slightest.

When Zhang Yi walked halfway down the street, he only had an ancient book in his hand.

This ancient book records the use of some formations and the way of releasing spiritual thoughts, which allows people to construct various formations with one thought.

For Zhang Yi, this sometimes works.

However, Zhang Yi did not see a trace of the real needs of the three-colored soil.

The only few space stones I saw were low-grade ones, which could be used as forging storage rings, but that was all.

"It seems that I can't find anything good."

Zhang Yi murmured in his heart, his face was a little helpless, and he walked forward.

When the street was about to come to an end, a three-story attic appeared on one side of the street.

In a situation where the entire street is a one-story shop, the three-story loft is clearly different.

In fact, the force behind this attic is the city lord of Wucheng.

If there is anything good in the underground black market, the probability here is undoubtedly the greatest.

"Go and see."

Zhang Yi murmured in his heart, and when he turned around, he entered the three-story attic.

And just entering this place, Zhang Yi's eyes lit up.

Because in the eyes of insight, Zhang Yi can see the various treasures placed on the counter on the first floor, all of which are surrounded by a faint treasure light, and some of them are even generous.

The quality of the treasures in this attic is obviously several levels higher than the quality outside!

"Mingyou Pavilion is indeed the industry of the Taoist Ming Tuo."

Zhang Yi whispered in his heart, walked over and followed the counter step by step.

Soon, the treasures placed on the first floor were read by Zhang Yi, and he shook his head slightly.

Because although the treasures in the first floor are all good, some of them can help the saints a lot, but they still do not meet Zhang Yi's requirements.

"Does this lord have something he likes?"

Just when Zhang Yi shook his head lightly, a maid came over and greeted him with a smile.

Obviously, the maid noticed Zhang Yi's actions just now, so she came over to receive him.

"Send me to the second floor to have a look." Zhang Yi said calmly, his eyes fixed.

"Yes, sir, please come with me."

The maid replied with a sweet smile, and then led Zhang Yi to the second floor.

"Mingyou Pavilion was built by the city owner, so many saints are willing to leave some valuable treasures for sale here."

"Presumably, there must be something to satisfy adults."

The maid said with a smile, and took Zhang Yi to check various treasures on the second floor of Mingyou Pavilion, and introduced them in detail.

Ordinary saints naturally do not have such caring treatment, and when facing some powerful customers, these maids will be so attentive.

Obviously, the maid thought that Zhang Yi might be a good customer, so she was so attentive.

However, when Zhang Yi was unmoved after reading the second floor, the maid was a little hesitant about her judgment.

"There is nothing I want here, let's go, go to the third floor and see."

After reading the last treasure on the second floor, Zhang Yi said calmly.

At this time, the maid hesitated, she explained slowly.

"Sir, the third floor of the Mingyou Pavilion is not open to ordinary saints, it needs a certain strength or status..."

Halfway through the words, the maid shut up and looked at Zhang Yi cautiously.

"Well, it seems that there is such a rule."

Zhang Yi nodded, searched for the storage ring for a while, and finally saw a token in a corner that he got from Mingyou Pavilion when he lived in Wucheng.

"It should be this token, lead the way."

Zhang Yi took out the purple-gold token, and the maid immediately changed her face and behaved more respectfully.

"Yes, sir, please come with me."