"Xiao Jiu, you give me the entire Qiankun bag? So what do you do yourself? ”

After Guan Xirin opened the Qiankun bag, he saw that in addition to a scroll of the Flame Dragon and Tiger Recipe written on it, there were also a lot of belongings, as well as some bottles and cans, and he couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "What are you doing with so many things for me?" ”

He took out the mental method and looked at it, and couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Heaven, heaven-level mental method? I—I'm not mistaken, right? "With such a mental method, even the Bright Sun Royal Clan can't come up with a scroll!

You know, the heaven-level heart method is a treasure among treasures, and it is impossible for a ninth-level small country like the Bright Sun Kingdom to find a volume, so where did she get it?

For a while, the hand holding this mental method was a little shaky, excited and hot.

He was actually lucky enough to see a scroll of heaven-level mental methods! It's incredible!

"That's right, it's a heaven-level mental method, and this set of mental methods is also for cultivating strength, which is just right for you." She smiled and said, "Your hands can't practice fists and swords now, so don't practice them yet, take advantage of this time to memorize the mental method, and then I will give you another scroll of heaven-level martial arts." ”

This mental method was naturally found out from the things her master gave her, and last night she felt that this mental method was suitable for him, so she took it out.

"Can I really practice?" He looked at her with shiny eyes.

"Of course." She nodded: "If you don't understand something, you can ask me." ”

"Okay, then I'll go back to my room now and practice the mental formula." Holding the mental method, he was a little fluttery, and he couldn't wait to go back to the room to practice.

Feng Jiu smiled when he saw this, and after playing Tai Chi for a while, he moved his muscles and bones, and then went back to his room to practice.

In the next few nights, there were black market mercenaries visiting their courtyard almost every night, but every mercenary who came and went......

And all this, Guan Xirin knows nothing.

Because, Feng Jiu would use a silver needle every night to help him move the tendons and veins in his right hand, and finally he would light his faint point, so that he could sleep until dawn......

A few days later, Feng Jiu set up a maze array in the courtyard, and after explaining to Guan Xirin, he went out to the black market.

At the same time, the middle-aged man who had been waiting in the inn for several days without news had a gloomy face, got up and went to the black market, while scolding angrily: "It's all useless waste! Not even a woman can solve it! ”

When he scolded this, obviously, he forgot the fact that he was not Feng Jiu's opponent either.

The black market is an underground exchange, and there are not only rare and precious medicinal materials in the black market, but also pills, weapons, and everything that cultivators need.

In the black market, there are martial arts fields, martial arts as a combat field, and martial arts fields that make money and become famous by force.

In the black market, some of them are alone, some in groups, and the tasks they receive are only assassination missions that regular mercenaries will not do.

Here, they only recognize money, and they only work for money.

When a man dressed in dazzling red walked into the black market, many people's eyes could not hide the stunning light.

The man was slender and exuded an evil aura, and the delicate golden mask was full of enchanting red mandala flowers, and his face could not be seen, but there was a hazy sense of mystery.

And more importantly, no one can see through his cultivation.

Dare to walk into the black market with such a swagger, how can it be an ordinary person who has no cultivation? Since it is not an ordinary person, there is only one possibility left.

The opponent's strength is unfathomable......