Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 267: Southern Ancient Country Black Market

"Who would have thought that under such pressure, the Zhao Kingdom's immortal cultivation world would undergo such a dramatic transformation, actually showing signs of prosperity..."

Chen Mu shook his head and smiled, then he collected his mind and stopped thinking about it. He walked into the quiet room and continued to comprehend the Xuanyuan Mist Dragon Technique.

Although his inspiration had just been interrupted, he still had a vague feeling in his heart that the perfection of this technique... was just around the corner.

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As the sun rises and the clouds disperse, the golden-red sunlight fills the entire cliff, on which the greenery is still lush. It is quiet and soundless, with only the fresh air blowing in your face and the warm breeze of early summer.

Chen Mu stood with his hands behind his back on the sea-viewing platform. Gui San was kicked aside by him and was glaring at him with wide eyes.

He paid no attention to it, silently confirming the insights he had gained over the past month in his heart.

After a long time, Gui San nodded his head in such a quiet environment and fell asleep, but Chen Mu suddenly had an idea and started to make hand gestures.

Suddenly, a powerful wave arose above the vast sky, and in just a blink of an eye, four hideous and unusually ferocious cloud dragons appeared, each of which was nearly thirty feet in size!

Chen Mu's expression remained unchanged, but his movements continued.

The four cloud dragons began to tremble slightly, and then there was a "click" sound, as if a switch was turned on, and the cloud dragons suddenly split into eight.

Seeing this, Chen Mu was delighted, and the magic power in his Taoist foundation surged. The eight cloud dragons grew to a size of thirty feet like cloth bags, and then flew around with extraordinary momentum.

"The state of perfection..." Chen Mu murmured to himself. This scene reminded him of a magical power he had seen when he was reading ancient books a long time ago...The Eight Heavenly Dragons.

Of course, the Xuanyuan Mist Dragon Technique is only a top-level spell. Its power and mystery are naturally far inferior to those of supernatural powers. What Chen Mu felt was only based on its appearance.

After continuing to comprehend for a while, Chen Mu waved his hand to dispel the spell, and after a brief rest, he stood up and went straight out of the mountain.

There are still many spiritual objects and magical instruments in the storage bag that are of no use. They need to be transformed into my own cultivation and resources...

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Zhao State borders on three states, and Nan Gu State is one of them. The world of immortal cultivation in this state is different from that of Zhao State. There are no major sects of immortal cultivation. There are many independent cultivators and many mountain strongholds. You attack him today, and he attacks you tomorrow. The world is in great chaos.

However, precisely because of this, the black market of the ancient country of Nan is particularly famous, with countless kinds of treasures that are rarely seen in the past.

As long as you dare to buy, there will be people who will go to great lengths to find and sell it to you. There is no need to worry like in the markets in the Zhao Kingdom's immortal cultivation world.

Tongcheng Mountain.

This mountain is located a hundred miles west of Tongcheng in the ancient Nan Kingdom, not far from the border between the two countries.

Moreover, this place is extremely desolate, the spiritual veins are cut off, and it is connected in all directions, so it is naturally chosen by the monks of the Southern Ancient Country as a black market.

Although it was a black market, the Nangu Kingdom had no such scruples and displayed it openly and without concealment, attracting many cultivators to come...

On this day, a gray mist suddenly rose within a thousand feet radius of Tongcheng Mountain, hiding the mountain within it.

Not long after, all kinds of lights appeared from the horizon and they all stepped into them.

Chen Mu also concealed his figure, wearing a black robe that could alert his spiritual sense, and slowly descended from the clouds.

He came here to purchase the main materials needed to refine a magic sword. For this purpose, he exchanged many of the spiritual medicines and materials hidden in his storage bag for spiritual stones, leaving only a small batch of fine products and a few magical weapons of various levels.

In fact, before this, he had already toured all the markets in Zhao State, but unfortunately he could not find the right spiritual material, so he had to go out to look for opportunities.

The Mu Kingdom was now occupied by the Palace of Eternal Life. Considering this, he could only try his luck in the black market...

"Fellow Daoist, do you have a permit to enter the mountain?"

Seeing Chen Mu coming slowly, the two Qi Condensation cultivators at the mountain pass used their spiritual sense to investigate, but they could not see Chen Mu's realm, so they bowed and asked in a businesslike manner.

Chen Mu said nothing, but threw out a token with the word "Tongcheng" on it. Black market vouchers were easy to obtain; he had gone to Tongcheng specifically to find them before coming here.

The monk guarding the mountain smiled after checking it out, turned around and cast a spell, and then the thick gray fog behind him slowly dissipated, revealing the mountain path.

"Fellow Taoist, please!"

Chen Mu's expression remained unchanged as he immediately walked forward.

Not long after, he stepped into a wide and flat area. Perhaps due to the hazy gray fog, it was a little dark here, and the people walking on the road looked like ghosts.

When he came, he already had a general understanding of the rules of the black market.

Firstly, it is forbidden to fight on the spot to avoid affecting other people's business.

Secondly, the buying and selling is not prohibited, and the authenticity is uncertain. The black market is not responsible, so it all depends on your own eyesight.

If a cultivator violated any of these rules, he would be expelled at best, or even lose his life at worst. After all, this black market was jointly run by many mountain leaders in the Southern Ancient Country. To cause trouble here would almost be to offend the entire Southern Ancient Country...

Chen Mu didn't know the exact direction, so he wandered around casually. This was not the only empty space here. If he went forward along the corridor, he would see another trading place.

His eyes swept across one simple stall after another, and the strange and bizarre things on them really opened Chen Mu's eyes.

All kinds of horrifying spiritual materials, sinister poison pills, and even naked female cultivators were openly displayed and loudly advertised!
"It's really worthy of being called a black market..."

Chen Mu's heart moved slightly, but he showed no expression on his face.

"The Immortal Binding Rope, forged from the souls of countless mortals, is uniquely powerful and very useful. It only requires two hundred spirit stones..."

"A beautiful and tender-skinned female disciple from the Mu Nation's great sect... still a virgin... only 800 spirit stones for her. No need to worry about the sect's retaliation, selling her cheap!"

"Blood Spirit Pill, one is worth several top-grade pills..."

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"The elders of the sect were slaughtered by the Palace of Eternal Life, and those who managed to escape were reduced to furnaces... They still need to cultivate themselves!"

Chen Mu sighed in his heart and continued to move forward to look at the many spiritual objects.

After taking a few steps, he stopped quietly and slowly approached a stall where all kinds of weird magic tools were piled together randomly, attracting several people to pick and choose.

Chen Mu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at a seven-foot-long black banner with a lifelike pattern of Yama embroidered on it.

"Things from the Palace of Eternal Life..."

Chen Mu's eyes moved, and he suddenly thought of the Yama Banner he used to kill the Flower Spirit Envoy. It was still in his storage bag, but it was broken into two pieces.

"The phantom Yama summoned by this banner is truly powerful. If it weren't for the Guishui Yin Lei, I wouldn't be able to defeat it... I don't know if this banner can still be used."

He pondered in his heart and was quite tempted.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you looking for? These are all powerful magical instruments. I guarantee you won't suffer any loss!"

When the stall owner saw that Chen Mu didn't move for a long time, he knew that there was business, so he immediately greeted him warmly and introduced him.

Chen Mu sneered inwardly upon hearing this. With his powerful spiritual sense, he knew that most of the items on his stall were damaged and broken magic weapons, but he had used some simple techniques to make them look brand new. It was obvious that he was trying to deceive those who didn't understand.

"You have a lot of nerve..."

Chen Mu muttered inwardly, but did not expose him. He pointed directly at the long black banner and said in a hoarse voice:

"Among so many, only this one is worthy of my attention!"

(End of this chapter)