The Way of the Immortal Master

Although the light in the ghost city is not good, there are a lot of guests.

In addition to many stalls on the square, a wide passage is reserved for pedestrians to walk through.

　　 But at this time, the flow of people like the tide has already squeezed these passages so tightly that it is almost impossible for people to pass.

　　Looking at the scene of people like weaving and shoulder-to-shoulder, Meng Zhang's eyes lit up. The ghost market in Huojingfang City is really much more lively than Mingshafang City.

　　 Meng Zhang left the corridor, walked into the square, followed the crowd walking, and carefully looked at the various items on the stall.

　　 In the hot underground city of Huojingfang, the temperature is even higher than that on the ground. Moreover, the crowds are dense, and the taste in such a confined space is really uncomfortable.

　　 When he first entered Huojingfang City, Meng Zhang had already tried to use techniques to cool the body and also use Zhen Qi to regulate body temperature.

　　 But Meng Zhang tried many methods, but the effect was not very significant, and his body was still very hot.

　　 Meng Zhang has a keen sense of sensitivity, and after careful induction, he realizes that this is not just a temperature issue.

　　 There should be a huge ground fire beneath the ground, radiating heat continuously upwards.

　　 There is a peculiar power in this, which makes people feel hot.

　　 Fortunately, Meng Zhang has distinguished it carefully. This force just makes people feel uncomfortable, and there is no hidden harm.

　　 As a cultivator, his endurance is much stronger than that of a mortal. It was just a little bit of heat, and Shinobu passed away.

　　 was full of expectations for the stalls in the ghost market, and Meng Zhang even felt that the heat had become much lighter.

　　 It took a lot of time and a lot of sweat to circulate in the ghost market, but Meng Zhang had no gain.

　　 Among the items on the floor, there are only a few of them that are valuable.

　　 These few things are expensive. Obviously, the stall owner knows the value of his own stuff.

　　 Those valuable items are not worth buying at a high price.

　　 Meng Zhang's hope of picking up the leaks fell through.

　　 In the past, the two magic weapons that Meng Zhang missed were his own vision of breaking the law, and the wealth of knowledge he acquired from the place of trial, which allowed him to have a wide range of knowledge.

　　 But in the realm of comprehension, he is definitely not the only one practicing pupil technique. Those who have a lot of experience and a wide range of knowledge have even greater numbers.

　　 Meng Zhang cursed secretly in his heart. After tossing for so long, all the hard work just now was wasted. Knowing that you won't get something from the ghost market, it's better to enjoy the coolness in the hotel.

　　Since there is nothing to go shopping in the ghost market, Meng Zhang left this square, preparing to leave here.

　　 He just walked to the edge of the square, ready to enter the corridor he passed through when he came.

　　 At this time, a middle-aged man blocked his way.

　　 "Are you the head of Meng Zhangmeng of Taiyimen?" Although it was a question, it was in a positive tone.

　　 "Who is your excellency, what do you have to say?" Meng Zhang looked at the other side a little wary.

　　 In a strange place, he was stopped by a stranger. Of course, Meng Zhang had to be careful.

　　 "It seems that Head Meng has nothing to gain in the ghost market."

　　 "That's also true. The so-called ghost market is to fool ordinary monks. There is no good stuff in them. Of course, big patrons like Head Meng can't look down on those fools."

　　 The middle-aged man did not directly answer Meng Zhang's question, but directly took out a black token.

　　 "If the head of Meng wants to buy some good things, or some special goods, you can go there and have a look."

　　 The middle-aged man pointed to an inconspicuous small room next to the underground plaza, and then passed the black token over.

　　 Meng Zhang glanced at the black token with the method of deception, confirmed that there were no traps inside, and took it carefully.

　　 The middle-aged man left after doing this.

　　 During this process, Meng Zhangyun tried to read the other party's thoughts, but failed. It's just that you can clearly feel that the other party is not malicious towards you.

　　 It seems that his heart communication is not omnipotent.

　　Meng Zhang himself knew that there are several secret methods in the realm of comprehension, which can converge one's mind and prevent others from reading them with secret techniques such as mind reading.

　　 can judge that the other party is not malicious, he is already considered to be an extraordinary talent with his mind.

　　 Meng Zhang looked at the back of the middle-aged man leaving, thinking of some rumors in his heart.

　　 It is said that in some of the larger market, there is an organized black market in secret.

　　 The forces behind the organization of the black market have a strong background and extraordinary strength.

　　The commodities in these black markets are far more abundant than those in the shops in the Fang City, and they are all-encompassing, almost omnipresent.

　　 Of course, there are inevitably some forbidden goods in the cultivation world.

　　 Meng Zhang himself has never been in contact with the black market, but Taiyimen had predecessors before and had transactions in the black market.

　　 In the notebook of the Taiyi Sect head inherited by Meng Zhang, there is the experience of the former Taiyi Sect head in the black market.

　　 Combining these records, Meng Zhang also wants to understand.

　　 After entering Huojingfang City, although they sold sundries in several shops, they still fell into the eyes of the caring people~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Four hundred lower-grade spirit stones seem to be not many, but in fact, the purchasing power is not bad.

　　 With the strong power in the black market, it is easy to figure out your identity and background.

　　The strength is mediocre, and he comes from a weak sect, but he has a lot of spiritual stones on his body, which is not the favorite customer of various businesses.

　　 Fortunately, although the black market belongs to the black realm, I have never heard of black market organizers having a history of murder and robbery.

　　 The transactions in the black market are still very fair. What is important is to make you willingly take out the spirit stone for consumption.

　　 At this time, the middle-aged man was talking with another cultivator. It seems that this guy is the guy in charge of soliciting customers.

　　 To open a black market, of course I hope that there will be more customers and business will be prosperous.

　　 Meng Zhang thought for a moment. The black market has always had a good reputation. If you go to see for yourself, there should be no danger.

　　 Meng Zhang walked into the hut pointed to by the middle-aged man.

　　 In the dark hut, a man dressed in black all over his body was guarding behind the door of the hut.

　　 Seeing Meng Zhang coming in, he stretched out his hand.

　　 "Credits."

　　 Meng Zhang handed over the black token, the other party checked it, and then handed over a mask and a cloak.

　　 The man in black tapped lightly on the wall, and a dark hole was exposed on the wall, and inside was a deep passage.

　　 "Go in and walk to the end."

　　 Meng Zhang took the mask and cloak handed over by the other party, without asking much, just walked directly into the passage.

　　 Although it is pitch black in the passage, I can't see my fingers when I reach out. But monks basically had some night vision spells or abilities, and Meng Zhang's delusion-breaking eyes could penetrate the darkness directly.