Mu Qing has participated in this kind of black market twice, the first time was in the smart period, in the bamboo forest outside Shanyang City, it was an auction, and under Yukun's "generosity", he bought the set of carved feathers piercing cloud needles, and re-acquainted himself with Murong Xue, whose soul memory was sealed.

The second time was in that auspicious village in Mangzhou, he shot a set of seventy-two purple pills, and exchanged two pieces of Baina crystal for the white jade villain, that is, the spirit puppet, but that time he showed his wealth and was targeted by that old Jia, and later set a trap to ambush himself.

The third time she came to the black market, Mu Qing was extra careful.

With the binding of interests with Sima Wenshan, coupled with the Han Xiao clan's control over the Six Arts Ice Snake, he expected that Sima Wenshan would not tell his identity, because if he was exposed, Sima Wenshan would be exposed, and the person who secretly took the Six Arts Ice Snake would also be exposed.

The only thing I was a little worried about was whether Sima Wenshan would have the courage to attack him.

However, looking at his profiteer's style, nine times out of ten, after getting enough benefits, he will not choose to take risks.

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Small doors were opened on all sides of the igloo, and each was guarded by a monk in a robe and a mask.

Mu Qing walked to the door, and the monk guarding the door only glanced at Mu Qing, didn't say a word, and didn't release his divine sense to investigate.

Mu Qing stepped in, one foot had just stepped into the igloo, a magic circle fluctuation enveloped his body, and the mask on his face was sensed at the same time, and a layer of black light overflowed from the mask, enveloping Mu Qing in it.

In front of Mu Qing was a circular corridor, the corridor was about a foot wide, and there was an ice wall on the opposite side.

It turned out that the igloo was nested on two levels.

Mu Qing walked along the corridor for a while, and when she arrived at the door of the inner igloo, there were also two masked guards at the door.

A monk approached him, Mu Qing tried to release his divine sense to scan the other party, only to feel that his divine sense was blocked by the black light on the other party's body, and he couldn't touch the other party's physical body, nor could he feel the fluctuations of the other party's spiritual power, and the other party didn't seem to be aware of his divine sense probe, so he couldn't help but be very satisfied with the setting of this mask addition circle, and walked in after the monk.

Inside the igloo, eight thick icicles are lit with oil lamps, illuminating the space as bright as day. And in such a large space, it was actually empty, except for a platform three feet above the ground in the middle and an ice table on the platform, there was not a single table or stool.

At this moment, there are almost 100 monks here, and some monks are coming in.

After waiting for a moment, no more monks entered, and the two guards froze the entrance.

A red-robed monk slowly walked up to the central platform and spoke loudly, his voice becoming a bit stiff and mechanical due to the mask, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

I only heard the monk say: "Fellow Daoists, I think everyone should know that this exchange meeting is organized temporarily, so it is a little simpler, please don't be surprised." ”

After a pause, he said: "You are either from your own clan, or from outside the Taoists, but you can only come here through the treasure appraisal and introduction of the contact, I assure you that the contact person will never leak your information, please rest assured to take out the treasure to participate in the exchange! At the same time, I would like to remind you not to accidentally reveal your identity at the exchange meeting, as long as you step out of this door, your safety ...... The city is not responsible!"

Seeing that everyone nodded their heads to show their understanding, the monk said: "Then I will talk about the rules of this exchange meeting, because the number of people is relatively large, in order to ensure that everyone has the opportunity to exchange their favorite treasures, each person can only go on the stage once, take out the things to be exchanged at one time, and put forward the conditions of the exchange...... I won't hide it from you, the old man is a late stage cultivator of Lingyuan!"

And they bowed their heads again to show their understanding.

The monk said aloud, "Now, the exchange meeting begins, whoever is the first to come to the stage can come up on his own!" and as he spoke, the old man stepped down and walked into the crowd.

After a moment of silence, a monk strode forward, walked onto the platform, and said loudly, "I'll be the first to come!" and as he spoke, he turned his hand and took out a rusty bronze shard and placed it on the ice table, which looked like a fragment of a magic artifact.

This bronze fragment looked plain, without a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, which couldn't help but cause the audience to be suspicious.

The man giggled, stood up the bronze fragment, faced the cultivators, and said, "Don't worry......!

The people looked at the bronze shard, and saw a black mark on it, in the shape of a double moon.

Someone let out an exclamation - "Santa Order!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire space sighed together.

No one expected that the first item that appeared at this exchange meeting would be a Holy Tower Order!

The monks all know that the Holy Tower of the Flood Desolation is about to come into the world again, and the Holy Tower is full of strange flowers and plants, natural materials and treasures, and the Holy Tower Order is the only means to enter the Holy Tower, and the Holy Tower Order is only three hundred and sixty-one, scattered on various continents, and the value of a Holy Tower Order can be imagined.

The monk was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, and said with a little smugness: "If I don't change anything else, I will change the ......10,000-year-old Xuanbing!" No matter how many they are, they add up to the size of a fist!"

Through the "two-day tour of Fang City", he later asked Ling Xu, Mu Qing's understanding of the 10,000-year-old ice is also more detailed: Generally speaking, this naturally produced 10,000-year-old ice is about the size of a grain of rice to the size of a peanut, and the size of a peanut is already extremely rare.

After another commotion, one of the people in the crowd slowly spoke, and said in a joking voice: "I said this fellow Daoist, you may not know much about the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing, right? As soon as this lion's mouth opens, it will require a fist-sized weight, do you know how much a Xuanbing Mine can produce in a year?"

One person said: "A year's output is only the size of a thumb, and this has to be said to be a good vintage! How many more families will divide the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing that has been collected, and if you want to change the weight of a fist, then you can only go to the Han Xiao Patriarch! You can ask her if she has secretly hidden so much over the years!"

As soon as this remark came out, it caused laughter.

When Mu Qing heard this, he said in his heart: No wonder they only use the thousand-year-old ice spirit to refine the weapon, even if they want to collect enough 10,000-year-old ice to refine a short sword, it will be difficult to climb to the sky.

The monk on the stage was obviously unprepared and a little embarrassed, and said, "Fellow Daoists, I ...... I'm from outside, and I'm just admiring this 10,000-year-old Xuanbing, and I don't know that this product is so rare...... In that case, I'll change the amount to the size of my thumb! Are any of the Daoists present able to get it?"

Another person in the crowd spoke, and said, "This Daoist friend is going to change from the water attribute to the ice attribute exercises, right? Let me tell you again, generally speaking, the monks of the Four Water Spirit Roots, who use Xuan Bing as a guide to cultivate the ice attribute exercises, from the early stage of the spirit crystal to the Great Perfection, only need about the size of a mung bean, and the Daoist friend needs to be the size of a thumb, which is enough to cultivate from the early stage of the spirit crystal to the early stage of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Yuan!"

Another person smiled and said: "Although this Holy Tower Order is precious, Daoist friends should also know that this thing is a hot potato, and how many lives have been lost here! Moreover, isn't the Ziyang Kingdom going to organize the Holy Tower Selection Conference? Therefore, Daoyou's Holy Tower Order is not worth so much!"

The monk on the stage was run on the stage one after another, and he really couldn't get off the stage, and he didn't dare to attack, he took out this holy tower order and his mentality seemed to be similar to Mu Qing's, since he saw the light, he was not ready to take it back, so he had to suppress the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'll lower it a little more, change it...... Change to a piece the size of a little thumb belly, that's all right?"