Chapter 873

Mordor, morning.

At the entrance of the black market boxing club, the parking lot is full of luxury cars, and the princesses and princesses of various powers can be seen everywhere.

The venue has been completely open, and countless monks have rushed to the trading area. Many monks who have been well prepared for the meeting have found their own stalls to exchange their treasures of the year.

Those stalls were all applied to the dust house in advance by the casual repair workers. They had to pay a certain rent, and the prices of different stalls were different.

In addition to auctions and black boxing, this trading area is also the most attractive place.

Whether it's free repair or the princesses and princesses of various major forces, they will basically come to the trading area for a stroll, hoping to find their favorite treasure.

After all, one year's time is enough for the monks to find all kinds of rare treasures from the forbidden areas or tombs, and even treasures coveted by great powers.

Every year, there are many treasures from this trading area, which are scrambled by princesses and princesses of various forces.

"It's a famous black market boxing club in China. It's really lively." Zhang Ziling once again came to the entrance of the black market boxing club. Looking at the traffic ahead, he couldn't help sighing.

There were many monks in the black market boxing club yesterday. Today, it has increased by more than ten times. From now on, the huge venue has become a bit crowded.

Although the venue is large in scale, it can be screened very closely. There is a device for detecting spiritual power and power at the entrance. Ordinary people without spiritual power or power can't get in at all.

Therefore, although the meeting hall seems to be very busy and crowded, many ordinary people in Mordor have noticed this huge event, but no ordinary people can mix in.

After all, the cultivation world can't be found by ordinary people. If the Chen family can't do this basic thing well, I'm afraid the dragon Department can't let the dust family hold this black market boxing club.

Many forces covet the qualification to hold the black market boxing club, and the interests are too large.

However, other forces tried to hold it because they had a long history of public praise, but they all failed because their influence was not as big as that of the Chen family, so they did not want to go back to practice. Over time, the dust family has also become the only sponsor of the black market boxing club, and other forces can only choose to cooperate with the dust family if they want to share a share.

The dragon Department is equivalent to the government of the Chinese cultivation circle, and its own strength is incomparable. Naturally, there is no force in China that dares to openly oppose the dragon Department.

Maybe they do some small moves in the dark. Even the Chen family has caught many ordinary people to trade with the shadow gate. However, the Chen family still dare not defy the bottom line and expose the cultivation world in the sight of ordinary people.

After all, if the dragon Department stares at it, I'm afraid the dust family will completely lose the qualification to hold the black market boxing club.

Zhang Ziling easily passed the detection device, followed by the flow of people quickly into the venue.

Although the venue is huge, the huge crowd still makes the whole venue seem crowded.

"Xingyu, haven't they come yet?" Zhang Ziling's spirit swept the meeting hall, but did not find the stars and dust picking Wei.

"Well, let's go around for a while." Zhang Ziling's eyes fell on the trading area and wanted to go to Taobao.

Although Zhang Ziling also knew that it was impossible to get what he wanted in such a place, he was still idle now, so it was good to have a look.

Zhang Ziling gave Chen Caiwei one day. He believed that Chen Caiwei should have found the person Zhang Ziling wanted. Now Zhang Ziling only needs to wait for Chen Caiwei to come and ask.

Perhaps in these two days, Zhang Ziling can find out the purpose of Chu Ziyou, and then he will take the dust home.

The soul eating magic sword has appeared within a thousand miles, and Zhang Ziling can sense it.

Although the soul eating magic sword hides the trace of Ziyou and obliterates his own breath, Zhang Ziling cannot find the exact location of the soul eating magic sword. However, with Zhang Ziling's spirit strength, you can also feel the breath of soul eating magic sword without harming Ziyou.

Sensing the soul eating magic sword, Zhang Ziling is more sure that Ziyou will definitely come to this venue. In order not to disturb the troublemaker's plan, Zhang Ziling had to restrain himself and try not to find trouble with the Chen family.

After all, he had humiliated Chenyu yesterday. Zhang Ziling didn't believe that Chenyu was the kind of person who could swallow that breath.

When Chen Yu left yesterday, Zhang Ziling could clearly feel the resentment in Chen Yu's heart. Sooner or later, he would find it.

Soon, Zhang Ziling came to the trading area of the meeting place, which was a wide square. Many friars found the stalls assigned to them by the Chen family, and put out their own treasures to trade with other monks.

Most of the treasures in this venue are not bought for money, but barter.

For monks, if they don't pursue the material enjoyment of ordinary people's world, money is useless for them at all. It's just a piece of waste paper. Moreover, the spiritual power of today's world is scarce, and the main mountains basically do not produce spirit stones. There are a few pieces of them that are not enough to play the role of trading currency.Nowadays, most of the spirit stones are controlled by various forces and are only used for cultivation.

Therefore, in today's cultivation world, the basic is the most primitive way of trading, barter, according to the value of goods to exchange, there is no mature monetary system.

Zhang Ziling was wandering around the busy trading area, where many monks had quarreled over bargaining or fighting for a treasure.

But they didn't do it. They were just verbal arguments. After all, there is no trouble here.

As Zhang Ziling had expected, the treasures from scattered repairs in this trading area In Zhang Ziling's opinion, it is basically garbage, which is useless at all.

"Well? It was... "

When Zhang Ziling was wandering, he was suddenly attracted by people in the corner, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The man, wrapped in a black robe, sat casually on a piece of linen cloth, leaning against the wall, with a broken bronze sarcophagus beside it, and some ancient trinkets in front of him, which seemed to be a long time ago.

Perhaps it was because of the coffin that many friars felt bad luck, but not many people passed by.

That coffin looks very luxurious, it should be the coffin of the ancient royal family, but you can't feel any spiritual power fluctuation from it. Maybe this coffin in the world of ordinary people will cause a great stir, but it is not very prominent in the cultivation world.

Which sanxiu didn't steal the tombs of several princes? These coffins are not strange for a long time. There is only one skeleton and some antiques in the coffin. These things are useless to the friars. They are not as real as the miraculous medicine.

Maybe some coffins were buried with magic tools, but no friars would believe that the coffins in the middle of the hall would contain magic tools.

The seller didn't let the friar open the coffin at all, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation in the coffin. Naturally, no friar was willing to be a big loser and pay a big price to buy a dead man's coffin.

Of course, some of the trinkets placed in front of the monk were exchanged from time to time, so there were sporadic friars in the corner, just a little lonely compared with the lively scene around.

Although the coffin is very eye-catching, but no friar is willing to be the big head of injustice to exchange.

No one is willing to buy a useless corpse to go back. Even the corpse chaser in southern Xinjiang will not buy a corpse in such a place. The skeleton can not be used as a corpse puppet.

However, the man in the black robe was not worried that his things could not be sold. He always showed great indifference. He did not pay any attention to the haggling friars. All his things were marked with prices, and he could only exchange them with elixir or elixir. He did not speak at all.

Looking at the coffin, Zhang Ziling couldn't help flashing a red light in his eyes, and his mouth slightly raised.

"It's kind of interesting I didn't expect to see it here. "

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