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Chapter 201: Yujing Black Market! Bai Bu Ran and Hei Yan (5k chapter)

In the evening, in the south city of Yujing.

An abandoned high-rise building, with dim lights flickering as if coming from a hole, making the entire unfinished building look even more eerie and strange.

"This place called the black market?"

As night fell, Zhang Fan followed Shi Shougong and Su Shiyu to the black market to broaden his horizons.

However, he did not expect that Yujing's black market was hidden in this unfinished building.

"Not far over there is the urban village. This building has been unfinished for more than ten years. After the last crackdown, the black market moved here. Usually, few people come here." Shi Shougong explained.

Next to the abandoned high-rise buildings, there are weeds everywhere, as well as piles of construction waste and garbage.

After passing through the barbed wire, Zhang Fan smelled a special smell, which was a bit pungent, but also somewhat fragrant.

“Incense barrier!?”

"Yes, it's a fragrance barrier, and it also prevents ordinary people from breaking in." Su Shiyu whispered in a low voice.

The biggest limitation of ordinary people is that their primordial spirit is quiet, their conscious spirit is agitated, and they perceive the world through their five senses, so what they see, hear, smell, touch, etc. are all extremely limited.

There is a method in Taoism called Fragrance Barrier, which is a strange fragrance made from elixir residue. After ordinary people smell it, their consciousness becomes more agitated, and what they see, hear, and smell... is not just limited, but confused.

The building in front of them may be seen as a stinking ditch, sewage dump, etc. by those who are suffering from incense disorder. Even if they see it, they will avoid it from a distance.

In fact, this method can also be found in many famous mountains and rivers.

People always talk about the legends of many practitioners in ancient times. However, today, technology is so advanced and transportation is so convenient, there is no mountain that has not been developed and no scenic spot that has not been visited. How come I haven't encountered any of them?

In fact, those practitioners and their places of practice are right before our eyes, in this mortal world, blending in with the light and dust, and are all around us. It’s just that our five senses are blocked, so ordinary people cannot see them at all.

Ordinary people have obstacles, and practitioners also have obstacles.

It is difficult for ordinary people to see practitioners, just as it is difficult for practitioners to see immortals.

Zhang Fan heard a very interesting story from Jiang Hu.

Two years ago, an immortal who had cultivated a horse went to travel to Mount Lushan with his friends. While climbing the mountain, they saw an animal hidden in the forest from a distance. The animal was huge and covered with mane.

The man who had trained the horse quickly asked his friend to look, but his friend looked in the direction he had pointed out, but saw nothing.

Later they reached the mountain and entered a Taoist temple.

Taiyi Temple on Mount Lu is the dojo of Taiyi Rescuer of Sufferings. They wandered around inside for a long time when they suddenly saw a scroll from the Tang Dynasty hanging in a side hall. On it was the image of Taiyi Rescuer of Sufferings, which was different from the image commonly handed down today.

The man who had refined the horse took only one look and couldn't help but scream in surprise, because the mount of Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun in the scroll was exactly the same as the strange animal he had seen.

Later, the man who had trained the horse died within half a month after he returned.

This is not a very old piece of news, but if you take a closer look, you will find it quite mysterious.

"Brother Fan, let's go in."

The voice of the Stone Guardian brought Zhang Fan back to his senses.

"it is good!"

Zhang Fan followed him into the abandoned building. No one knew who had supplied the water and electricity to such an unfinished building. Every stall was well lit. Looking up, the empty abandoned floors were almost full.

"There are stalls from the first floor to the seventh floor." Shi Shougong introduced: "As long as you have money, you can buy anything."

Zhang Fan took a quick look and found it was indeed very lively, with a feel like visiting a market.

"Huh!? What is this?"

Zhang Fan arrived in front of a stall and saw a big rat trapped in a rusty wire cage. It was covered in gray, with a tuft of golden hair on the tip of its tail, and its eyes were glowing red.

"This is a huge rat, a different species." Su Shiyu is a snake demon and is quite knowledgeable about rats.

Times have changed, the climate and environment of the world are changing, and many creatures can no longer be seen. Alien species like this can only be seen in remote mountains and seas such as Ailao Mountain, Changbai Mountain, and Kunlun Mountain.

They are not like the goblins that have intelligence and are proficient in cultivation, but they each have their own magical powers.

Just like [Big Rat], Zhang Fan had seen related records in [Taoist Secret Records].

In the early Tang Dynasty, there was a second-generation rich man in Dongyang Town. He was lazy and ate all day long, and soon squandered all the property passed down by his ancestors. In the end, he had to hide in the countryside and live on the help of his neighbors.

Not long after this, the second-generation rich man got the capital from somewhere and started a business. His business grew bigger and bigger, and soon he redeemed all the ancestral property. Everyone who knew him found it incredible.

In this way, rumors spread. Some people said that the second-generation rich man kept a mouse in his home, and offered incense and fed fish and fat chicken every day.

The mouse was only the size of a palm at first, but gradually grew into the shape of a hound. Now, the second-generation ancestor has built a house in the backyard of his house to worship the mouse. Every midnight, strange noises are heard, which are extremely scary.

Later one day, the second-generation rich man suddenly disappeared. That night, someone saw a huge gray shadow rushing out of his house, leaving footprints as big as millstones on the ground. The door of the house in the backyard was open, and there was a broken chain, which looked like it had been bitten off.

After hearing this, the Taoist priests in Zhongnan Mountain shook their heads and said that what the second-generation ancestor worshipped was a huge rat, which could be suppressed in the house to accumulate wealth and protect peace.

However, this kind of alien species is greedy. The stronger its greed, the bigger its appetite becomes. In the end, it can only eat humans to satisfy its appetite.

“There really is such a thing.”

Recalling this record, Zhang Fan couldn't help but marvel at it, looking at the huge rat trapped in the wire cage.

It is said that these things are most afraid of rust. When locked in a rusty cage, they will lose their strength and cannot even make a sound.

"How much is this rat?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

Although the rat is ferocious, I think it is not cheap.

"Three hundred thousand."

The stall owner was a tall, thin man with a cold face. He was wearing a suit and sitting there sipping tea. When he saw the customer coming, he just glanced at him and quoted the price coldly.

"Three hundred thousand?"

This price is neither expensive nor cheap.

After all, big rats can gather wealth, and ordinary people can earn a fortune by keeping one at home. However, in the end, it will backfire, and what they gain will eventually have to be returned.

This world is fair. Perhaps because of this, the price of three hundred thousand is neither high nor low.

"Is anyone buying it?" Zhang Fan leaned close to the stone gecko's ear and whispered softly.

"Almost none... except for some monsters who like this and use it to replenish their body..."

As he spoke, Shi Shougong glanced at Su Shiyu beside him intentionally or unintentionally.

"Brother Fan, let's go over there and take a look."

Su Shiyu glared at Shi Shougong fiercely, then took Zhang Fan's arm and pulled him away from the stall.

The abandoned building gradually became lively. According to convention, customers were not admitted until midnight.

Zhang Fan took a quick look and was quite amazed to see that there were more than 30 stalls on the first floor alone.

"Rejuvenation Pill!?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan walked to a stall. There were three or five customers asking the price. The shelves next to him were full of pills, and the one in the most conspicuous place was specially marked as rejuvenation pills.

"Brother Fan, you have a sharp eye. This is the treasure of their store."

Su Shiyu pointed at the sign next to the stall, on which were written the two big characters "Medicinal Play".

This is their signature dish. [Yaowan] specializes in selling external elixirs in the black market and is quite famous.

"What's the use of this rejuvenation pill?" Zhang Fan asked curiously.

The milky white pill exudes a faint exotic fragrance, which makes people stop and even become obsessed with it.

"50 off for purchases over 30." Su Shiyu whispered.

"What do you mean? Discount?" Zhang Fan asked in surprise.

How come this medicine only costs fifty yuan, and thirty yuan can be reduced when the price reaches fifty yuan? Why does it sound so unreliable?

The key is, can this pill be eaten! ?
It can’t be half a million! ?

All kinds of strange thoughts arose in Zhang Fan's mind.

"After taking this pill, once you reach fifty years old, you can regain thirty years of youth and return to the age of twenty."

"So magical? Wouldn't it sell like crazy?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

Earlier, he practiced in seclusion and had little contact with the external elixirs, rare objects, treasures, etc. in Taoism, and did not know the mysteries involved.

"Of course. I heard that the recipe for the rejuvenation pill was passed down from Longhu Mountain in the early years. It is quite magical." Su Shiyu nodded.

"However, this pill must be taken before the age of 40, otherwise it will have no effect." Shi Shougong interrupted.

"That's fine too. How much is one?" Zhang Fan asked.

"One million." "It's a bit expensive, but as long as it's effective, it's fine." Zhang Fan seemed to be thinking about something.

When you have enough money, all you want is to live longer and younger. Let alone one million, even if it's ten million, I'm afraid there will be people who will buy it.

Earlier, he read in the news that there was a wealthy man who, in order to restore his youth, spent a huge amount of money every month to replace all the blood in his body. This shows how fanatical his obsession with pursuing immortality and youth is.

"It's just..." Su Shiyu gave an awkward smile, and hesitated to speak.

"how?"

"I heard that a total of three Rejuvenation Pills were sold..."

"The first one who lived to be alive died of lung cancer at the age of 46."

"The second one lived to be forty-three years old and contracted leukemia and died."

"the third……"

"Is he also terminally ill?"

As Zhang Fan listened, his expression gradually became strange.

"No, that person is exactly fifty years old this year." Su Shiyu whispered.

"Doesn't that mean the elixir is working?" Zhang Fan asked curiously.

"However, he was in a car accident last year and died before he was even taken to the hospital." Shi Shougong said lightly.

"..."

"We'd better go."

Zhang Fan looked at the milky white pill and felt extremely disgusted. His body suddenly moved away quickly like a god.

"Let's go directly to the second floor. We must get that treasure today."

The stone gecko clenched his fist and swore a solemn oath.

Zhang Fan knew that he came here for a special little bug. Su Shiyu said that Stone Ghoul had been haggling with the stall owner for almost two months for this bug.

Arriving on the second floor, Shi Shougong went straight to the point.

The stalls here are much more decent than those downstairs, with partitions and door curtains, making it look like a small exhibition stand.

"Bug-bo!?"

Zhang Fan came to a stall and saw two big words on the sign that were quite eye-catching.

"Brother Fan, wait here for a moment."

As he spoke, Shi Shougong lifted the door curtain and walked in.

"We can't go in?" Zhang Fan said in surprise.

"The stall owner has a strange temper. If we go in, I'm afraid we won't be able to negotiate with the little gecko." Su Shiyu whispered.

Chongbao specializes in selling exotic insects and is quite popular among lizard-turned-monsters like the stone gecko.

At first, he just bought some [small brain silkworms] here as food, and later he was promoted and started to buy [big brain silkworms]. After a few visits, he became familiar with the stall owner.

Two months ago, Shi Shougong took a fancy to a special insect here, named the Golden Horned Ant. If he could use it as medicine, his cultivation level would be greatly improved.

"Golden Horned Ant?"

Zhang Fan seemed to have seen a record about this thing on the homepage of the pornographic book [Thousand-Year-Old Monster]. It was quite interesting.

During the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there was a farmer in Chenzhou. One night, he heard a strong wind outside the house. He went out to see what was happening. The sky was clear and the air was fresh. It was so hot that even the leaves were motionless.

The farmer was very surprised and followed the sound of the wind to the backyard, where he discovered that there was a small pit on the ground in his yard, only the size of a palm, and the sound of the wind came from inside.

The next day, the farmer dug up the pit and golden sand gushed out.

The farmer was overjoyed, and for several days in a row, he could obtain several ounces of gold sand every day. He concluded that there was a treasure hidden under the pit, so he began to dig deeper. When he had dug about ten feet deep, he heard a dull sound coming from underground, like a military passage.

The farmer was terrified and retreated. At this time, an ant crawled out of the pit. The ant was as big as a thumb and had a pair of golden horns on its head. In the blink of an eye, it rushed into the field and disappeared.

Later, the farmer never got gold from the pit again. Within a year, he fell seriously ill and died. On the day of his funeral, his two children also fell into the well. It was a sad story.

The Taoist priests in Zhongnan Mountain said that the farmer was too greedy and obtained a rare treasure but could not keep it for long. The ant was called the Golden Horned Ant. It was rumored that it was an insect that cleared the way for the underworld's ghost soldiers. If it lived under the house, it would be good at finding treasures, gathering wealth, and bringing prosperity to generations. But once an ant was seen when digging a hole, bad luck would arise and the family would be destroyed.

"I heard that the pair of golden horns on this insect's head are quite rare..." Su Shiyu whispered.

During the Western Han Dynasty, there was a prince who had a pair of golden horns placed in his arms when he was buried. Until the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, when Wang Mang usurped the throne, the prince's tomb was robbed. When the tomb robbers opened the coffin, they found that the prince's body was not decayed and was lifelike, with even a hint of warmth in his heart.

"Is there such a thing?" Zhang Fanqi asked.

"Nowadays, when we sell things, we are selling stories. Otherwise, how can we sell them at a high price?" Su Shiyu chuckled.

It sounds mysterious, but in fact, golden-horned ants are indeed rare, but there are quite a few of them in Ailao Mountain. I heard that the stall owner goes there once a year to catch some rare insects.

Fifteen minutes later, the stone gecko finally came out with a glass bottle in his hand. There was indeed an ant in it, about the size of a thumb, with a pair of golden horns on its head.

"Finally got it. Let's go to Hong San's shop now." Shi Shougong was satisfied.

"How much?" Su Shiyu couldn't help but ask.

"It's like we've emptied our family's wealth." Shi Shougong felt a little pain in his heart.

But this price is worth it. By consuming the nourishment from this [Golden Horned Ant], his cultivation can be raised to a higher level.

Money is, after all, something outside of one's body. The most you can do is go back and sell more geckos online.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan looked up and saw through the gap in the door curtain that the lights in Chongbao's shop were off.

"Who is the boss of this company? He looks weird." Zhang Fan couldn't help but say.

"Shh..."

Upon hearing this, Shi Shougong hurriedly pulled Zhang Fan aside.

"Brother Fan, keep your voice down. The boss of this shop came down from Luohuang Mountain."

"The desolate mountains in the suburbs?" Zhang Fan's face changed slightly, thinking of the big black rat he met in the mountains that night, and the mysterious and wonderful master of the temple.

Lin Jianyue said that the real identity of the master of Juemiao Temple was the deputy leader of their Wuwei Sect.

He was trapped in the desolate mountains for many years, and no one knew how many powerful demons and monsters he had trained.

The big black rat that Zhang Fan met that night was no ordinary creature. It was able to escape from his [Fire Dragon Pill Sword].

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but look at the dark [Chongbao] shop.

The boss of this shop is actually a monster that came down from Luohuang Mountain.

"Brother Fan, this is a black market, what kind of people are there?"

"There are indeed many powerful monsters on Luohuang Mountain. Some of them will come down the mountain to purchase resources." Su Shiyu said in a low voice.

"Try to keep a low profile here. It would be very dangerous if you attract the attention of the monsters in the mountains."

"Let's go, Hong San's shop is on the third floor." Shi Shougong turned around subconsciously, took a look at the pitch-black [Insect Treasure], called Zhang Fan, and went straight to the third floor.

……

it's dark.

On the Yujing elevated road, the Five Spirits Rainbow Light were traveling on the road.

Bai Bu Ran was driving the car and looked at the rearview mirror. A tall and thin man was sitting in the back of the car. He was wrapped in a windbreaker, with green bean-sized eyes that were rolling around.

"Brother Bai, I have to trouble you every time I go into the city."

"Brother Hei, what are you doing coming down from Luohuang Mountain?" Bai Bu Ran said indifferently.

"Hehe, there are four essentials for cultivation: money, friends, methods and land. Once you have money, you must exchange it for cultivation and buy some resources needed for cultivation." Hei Yan's voice was low, and his mung bean-like eyes showed a sinister luster.

"With your level of cultivation, there are not many monsters in Yujing City that can suppress you." Bai Bu Ran said without turning his head.

"You humans have a saying, there is always someone better than you. There will always be someone who can make you strive for success every year." The figure of Zhang Fan appeared in Hei Yan's mind.

The defeat and escape in the desolate mountains at sunset has haunted the Big Black Rat until today. He has been practicing in seclusion and even risked his life to visit the master of Jue Miao Temple to beg for guidance. His cultivation level has greatly increased, but when he encountered a bottleneck, he went down the mountain to buy resources and seek a breakthrough.

"Little boy, I hope we can meet again soon." Hei Yan looked at the elevated road outside the car window that looked like a long dragon, feeling dark in his heart.

"Then let's go directly to the black market." Bai Bu Ran stepped on the accelerator and accelerated sharply.

(End of this chapter)