Ascension starts from family cultivation

In the evening, outside Xinghua Village.

Meng Haoran and Meng Bohai each rode the spirit beast "Flying Star Horse" and walked eastward.

The little "Thunder Fire Tiger" followed around them bouncing around.

Meng Bohai tilted his head and asked, "Uncle Bohai, what kind of way did we go to the black market this time?"

Meng Bohai replied: "Last time, you raised a lot of second-order spirit plant six-grain wheat in our Mengjialing plantation. We planted some in the backyard of the Mengjia, and the clansmen ate some of it themselves. The rest we need to sell."

"Sell it?" Meng Haoran asked puzzled.

"There is still one month to go, and the second-order spiritual plant six-grain wheat in the backyard of our Meng family will mature under your cultivation. Once they mature, we will leave the body that the tribe needs, and the rest The second-order spirit plant, the six-grain wheat, is bound to be sold."

Meng Bohai replied: "In the east and west of Qingyang County, we cannot and are not qualified to sell these second-level spiritual plant six-grain wheat, but we cannot let these six-grain wheat rot in our hands. , we can only find a way to sell these six-grain wheat, the black market is our only way to sell it!"

"I understand. Once the six-grain wheat, the second-level spiritual plant cultivated by our Meng family, appears in Fangshi in Qingyang County, it will definitely attract the attention of the seven ninth-rank cultivation families. Do everything possible to bring down our Meng family!"

Meng Haoran nodded slightly, and said: "Only by selling the six-grain wheat into the black market, using the chaotic and unclear way of selling in the black market, can we help our Meng family improve its strength and heritage!"

"And just to be on the safe side, the location of the black market we went to this time is not within the boundaries of Qingyang County, but in the area of ​​neighboring counties."

Meng Bohai continued: "This is the first time in the past ten years that our Meng family has taken the initiative to search for sales channels on the black market after we suddenly lost two members of the half-step Foundation Establishment Realm. We must be considerate."

Hearing this, Meng Haoran nodded slightly.

As long as the Meng family opens up a stable sales channel in the black market this time, the Meng family can continue to exchange the second-order spiritual plant "six-grain wheat" from the black market in exchange for cultivation resources.

In less than a year, the Meng family will be able to accumulate foundation-level cultivation resources.

The reason why the black market is called the black market is because it is a dark place, and it cannot appear in the field of vision of the seven ninth-rank cultivation families in Qingyang County.

It is also for this reason that once the things to be sold flow into the black market, it is almost impossible to find out the source.

In the same way, once the things sold in the black market are out of the black market, it is even more impossible for the seven nine-rank cultivation families to follow the vine and find the source.

This is also the reason why Meng Bohai went to the black market to find his way this time.

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Chiyang County, in the Tianyang Mountains.

Because the Tianyang Mountain Range is too long, several surrounding counties are built around this mountain range.

Meng Haoran followed behind Meng Bohai, watching him check the map.

Meng Bohai whispered: "It should be near this area."

Just as Meng Haoran was about to nod, he suddenly felt movement on the left side.

Whoa!

Suddenly a fireball appeared in Meng Haoran's hand, and he looked there vigilantly.

"Who? Come out!"

Meng Bohai was also slightly surprised, his cultivation base was much higher than that of Meng Haoran, yet he didn't notice anyone beside him.

Tatata!

Behind a tall giant tree, a person slowly walked out.

The man stretched out his old gray robe, raised his hands high, and said with an apologetic smile: "Hehe, fellow Taoists, don't be impulsive, I'm not a wicked person."

Meng Bohai rode in front of Meng Haoran, looked at the man and asked, "Who are you? Tell me your name!"

The man smiled slightly, and said: "I am a black market businessman. Thanks to my friends in Jianghu, they gave me a nickname, Mr. Jiang in Gray Robe."

"Grey-robed Elder Jiang?" Meng Bohai murmured.

The gray-robed Jiang Lao smiled and said: "Seeing the dusty look on the two of you, I think the two of you are not from my Chiyang County."

Meng Bohai and Meng Haoran ignored him when they heard this.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, unless it is absolutely necessary, do not easily reveal your true information.

Seeing the silence between the two of them, Mr. Jiang in gray robe was no stranger to it.

After all, walking in this extremely dangerous world of practice, it is a good thing to be on guard.

Old Huipao Jiang shook his head and said with a smile: "Two fellow Taoists, I have no malicious intentions. You are not from Chiyang County when you appear in this forest, so you must be looking for the black market. wrong?"

Meng Bohai replied: "Oh? Could it be that Mr. Jiang is also looking for the black market?"

Mr. Jiang in Huipao waved his hand and said, "I didn't come to look for the black market, because I am a member of the black market!"

Meng Bohai's pupils shrank slightly, and he said, "Mr. Jiang, are you from the black market? Are you a trader?"

Mr. Jiang in gray robe put his hands down in front of his body, and replied, "Exactly."

Meng Bohai asked again: "Since Mr. Jiang is a peddler in the black market, why didn't he go to do business in the black market, instead...waiting here for us?"

The old gray-robed Jiang looked up to the sky with a smile, and then said: "You two fellow Taoists don't know something. Nowadays, the Ninth-Rank Cultivation Family is increasingly controlling the cultivation resources, and it is even more difficult to do business in the black market!"

Meng Haoran stretched out his head and asked, "So?"

"So, in order to solicit business, I can only hide here and intercept those fellow Taoists who want to do business in the black market." Huipao Jiang Lao explained.

Meng Haoran looked at the situation behind Mr. Jiang in the gray robe, and asked again: "I have been to the black market, and those stall owners have a large stall. I wonder where your stall is?"

Hearing this, Meng Bohai also narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Elder Jiang in the gray robe.

"Hehe, please take a look, both of you!"

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Jiang in the gray robe suddenly opened his old robe and said loudly, "This is my booth!"

Meng Haoran and the others looked quickly, only to see that the gray-robed Elder Jiang was wearing an extremely loose robe, and after opening it, there were actually more than a dozen "storage bags" hanging there.

Looking at the gray-robed Elder Jiang's robe, Meng Haoran thought to himself, "This robe must be a high-grade Taoist weapon!"

"Hehe, I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, the two of us misjudged, but we are just out of the house, so we have to guard against it!" Meng Bohai smiled with great discernment.

Mr. Jiang in the gray robe stretched out his big hand, waved it and said, "It's okay, it's okay! I can understand it, as long as there is business to do, then it's fine!"

Meng Bohai looked around at the "storage bags" hanging on the gray-robed Elder Jiang, and asked, "I don't know what kind of business Elder Jiang is doing?"