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After strolling around the city for a while, and seeing the customs and customs of Pingfengfang City which is different from other cities, Chen Zimo rented a good third-level cultivation cave in the city.

If there is nothing else, Chen Zimo will spend the next four months practicing in this cave.

In the evening, Chen Zimo came outside the Huoyun store again, looked into the store from the outside, and saw Li Xu and the qi training man Xiuxiu were preparing to close the store.

After a while, Li Xu and the Qi-training male cultivator finally packed everything up, and then they walked over to Chen Zimo, and said to Chen Zimo with a little apology.

"Chen Daoyou, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting!"

"You Daoist Li are worrying too much, it's Mr. Chen who came here too early."

Following Li Xu, Chen Zimo came to a tavern called Black Moon Tavern in the south of Pingfengfang City.

Walking into the tavern, there was a large group of qi training monks sitting in the not-so-small tavern, drinking ordinary second-order spiritual wine, and chatting about some unnutritious topics.

Li Xu ignored the group of people and led Chen Zimo to the second floor of the tavern.

On the second floor of the tavern, there were only a few Foundation Establishment cultivators drinking and chatting at the empty wine tables on the second floor, and there was also a white-haired old man sitting behind the wine cabinet.

Li Xu glanced at the several Foundation Establishment cultivators in the tavern, then walked towards the white-haired old man sitting behind the cabinet, and whispered after entering.

"Steward Wang, give this friend behind me a sign!"

The white-haired old man surnamed Wang looked up at Li Xu, and then at Chen Zimo behind Li Xu.

"It's easy to say, a middle-grade spirit stone."

Without being reminded, Chen Zimo put a mid-grade spirit stone that he had prepared long ago on the cabinet.

Putting away the medium-grade spirit stones on the counter, the white-haired old man surnamed Wang took out a black token with the word "Black Moon" printed on the front from under the cabinet and threw it to Chen Zimo and said to Chen Zimo.

"With this token, you can enter any black market in the dynasty."

Hearing the words of the old man surnamed Wang, Chen Zimo had only one thought in his mind: the master behind this black market is probably not simple.

After getting the token, Chen Zimo didn't stay here any longer, but followed Li Xu to the third floor of the tavern.

On the third floor of the tavern, there were no wine tables and customers like those on the second and first floors. There was only an old man with white hair who Chen Zimo couldn't see through, lying on a bamboo chair and dozing off.

There are various masks hanging on the wall behind the old man, and there is a small box in front of it, which contains many middle-grade spirit stones.

When going up to the third floor, Li Xu informed Chen Zimo of everything on the third floor and told him what to do.

Chen Zimo took out three medium-grade spirit stones and put them in the box, and then took down a pleasing mask from the wall behind the dozing old man.

After getting the mask, Chen Zimo turned around and found that Li Xu had already put on a mask at some point.

Li Xu, who put on the mask, had a completely different breath from before, and then his appearance changed into another one.

If all of this hadn't happened before his eyes, Chen Zimo would never have thought that the person in front of him who had nothing to do with Li Xu would be Li Xu.

To put it bluntly, the black market is a place for monks to write off accounts. It is necessary for buyers and sellers to hide their identities. After all, what is traded is not stolen goods, or things that cannot be seen.

After seeing the effect of the mask, Chen Zimo also put the mask on his head, and instantly became a monk he had never seen before, and his aura was completely changed.

After putting on the mask, the wall behind the dozing white-haired old man suddenly split to both sides, revealing a small room with a teleportation array inside.

The two walked around the dozing white-haired old man who was blocking the front, walked into the teleportation array, and disappeared from the teleportation array in an instant.

After teleporting Chen Zimo and the other two away, the mask-covered walls came together again, hiding the room with the teleportation array.

From the moment Li Xu and Chen Zimo walked into the third floor of the tavern to the time they were teleported away here to restore their original state, the white-haired old man who was dozing off on the bamboo chair did not move a single bit during the whole process, as if he had really fallen asleep.

On the other side, the white light dissipated, and Li Xu and Chen Zimo appeared in an unknown teleportation array.

Walking out of the teleportation array, Chen Zimo found that it was in a small room, and the exit of the room was not far away.

Following Li Xu out of the room, the purpose of entering was not the black market that Chen Zimo thought, but a bigger room.

In all directions of this huge room, there are several small rooms that are identical to the room behind them, and completely different place names are written on the top of these small rooms.

Seeing this scene, Chen Zimo immediately turned around and looked up at the top of the room he just walked out of. There was indeed the word "Pingfeng" written on it.

At this moment, Chen Zimo finally understood that this black market was not the so-called Pingfeng black market at all, but a huge black market composed of multiple square markets.

And according to the old man who gave Chen Zimo the token just now, there are still many such black markets in the Daying Dynasty.

After reading all the place names above the small rooms, Chen Zimo and Li Xu walked out of the huge room.

Walking out of the room, the goal is a huge stone pillar with two rows of very bright red characters written on it.

"Do not use mana here, offenders will be cut off!"

Looking at the bright eleven big red characters, Chen Zimo seemed to be frozen by something, his body could not move at all, and it took him a while to recover.

At this time, Li Xu who was beside Chen Zimo suddenly spoke.

"I heard that these eleven characters were left by a powerful Yuanying Zhenjun."

Hearing this sentence, Chen Zimo glanced at the eleven characters in awe, and then walked to the black market not far away with Li Xu.

The monks entering the black market all wear a mask that can change their appearance and aura, but this mask is not a special magic weapon, but some inscriptions are engraved on the mask.

Any cultivator who practices pupil technique and breath sensing can easily see through the real face under the mask.

Even some monks who know this way can use spells to easily destroy the function of the mask, allowing the monks under the mask to reveal their true colors.

After all, the mask worn on their faces is only worth a middle-grade spirit stone, so how powerful is the hidden function.

Except for one middle-grade spirit stone on the mask, the remaining two middle-grade spirit stones are the cost of using the teleportation array.

The purpose of the black market is to sell stolen goods without revealing their identities, and to write off accounts with as low a risk as possible.

None of the monks who came to the black market wanted to expose their identities here.

After all, most of the monks who came to the black market were vicious people, and if they exposed their identities in front of them, there would be no peace in the future.

Concealing the identity of the monks who came to the black market is one of the most important things in the black market. If the black market cannot guarantee the safety of the identity of those who come to the black market, no one will dare to come to this black market in the future.

The teleportation formations and the stone pillars left by Zhenjun Yuanying were established in several square cities, which made Chen Zimo sigh the generosity of the master of the black market.