"Black Three?" Amu smiled dumbly, anyway, this man in black is also a monk, how did he take such a cheesy name.

"I don't know what the seniors want to buy, the small ones can guide you!" Hei San didn't care about Amu's dumb smile, and it didn't seem that he was a person who was interested in his name.

"I want to buy a flying magic weapon!" said Amu.

"Flying magic weapon?" Hei San couldn't help but smile when he heard this, "This is easy, but I don't know what level my predecessors want!"

"Naturally, the more levels, the better! However, at least a beginner-level top-level soul treasure!"

"A primary-level soul treasure?" Hei San couldn't help but glance slightly. For him, who was a beginner in the ninth order, the first-level top-level soul treasure was a magic weapon that he couldn't even think of.

"What? no?" Amu frowned slightly, just now he had already found more than a dozen rather magnificent shops, but now he saw Hei San's expression, and couldn't help but sigh, the first immortal set in Heishui is nothing more than that.

As if expecting what Amu was thinking, the black san hurriedly shook his head and said, "Senior, don't worry, the little one has been a ghost here for decades, and I haven't heard of those monks returning empty-handed." Although there are few magic weapons for flying, but the small ones will take you to a place, and you will definitely get something. It's just that the price is definitely expensive!"

"Spirit coins are not a problem!" Amu smiled indifferently.

The spirit coin items obtained from the Desolate Soul Secret Realm on Amu's body, even Amu himself didn't know how many there were, although he left a lot in the Northern Han Sect, but the value of nearly one million bronze-level spirit coins was still there, not to mention the five thousand silver-level spirit coins that Dongfang Huan gave him that day. Amu thought that as long as it wasn't a fairy treasure, it should be able to solve it.

Since the spirit coin is not a problem, then Hei San is even more happy in his heart, and directly pats his chest to ensure that there is no problem, and everything is wrapped up in himself.

With this ghost sending Hei San as a guide, Amu is indeed a lot more convenient in Huangquan Xianji.

Hei San was in front and Amu was behind, no longer messing around, but directly through a few streets, but came to an open-air stall.

The stall is not big, but there are many strange things of all kinds, some of which are resting on the ground and some are suspended in the air. The length is round and square, and there are all kinds of strangeness.

As soon as Amu Demon Sense, he knew that the level of the magic weapons in this stall was not low, and the worst was also a beginner-level spirit treasure, but he didn't find which one was a soul-level flying magic weapon.

Looking at the stall owner again, it turned out to be just an old monk who was at the beginning of the cultivation level, the old man was trembling, slumped, and he was two hundred and fifty or sixty years old, and it seemed that his life was not much.

Being able to refine or collect so many magic weapons, the owner of this stall would never be such an old monk. It seems that behind this stall, there must be more advanced monks to support it, maybe it is an immortal sect or an immortal ghost sect.

Amu thought in his heart, and had already followed Hei San to the old monk.

"Uncle Zhao!" the black san bowed to the old monk, extremely respectful.

"Oh!" the old monk looked up and saw that it was Heisan, and couldn't help but smile a little, "It's the little third son!"

Then he swept Amu, the old monk didn't react much, presumably taking care of such a big stall, and it is not uncommon for monks to be at the highest level in ordinary times.

The old monk looked at Hei San again and smiled, "Come and take care of my old man's business again!"

Hei San smiled "hehe" and said, "Look at what you always say, where is taking care of your business? It's clear that you are taking care of our errand!"

The old monk smiled and said, "Just you, the little third son, I am willing to listen to what you say! Tell me, what do you want to buy this time? Look at the things, I will give you the face of the little third son!"

Hei San glanced back at Amu, his face was pale, meaning to see if he didn't talk nonsense!

Amu smiled and nodded, and then said to the old monk: "Old man, I want to seek a flying magic weapon!"

"Flying magic weapon!" the old monk's face did not change, "What level do you want?"

As soon as he saw that the old monk was as stable as Mount Tai, Amu felt that there was a door, so he said, "At least one primary-level soul treasure!"

"Oh?" the old monk couldn't help but glance at Amu and said with a smile, "A beginner-level top-level flying soul treasure?"

"Exactly!" said Amu.

"Your request is not too high, but it is definitely not low!" the old monk narrowed his eyes.

You must know that the first-level top-level soul treasures, except for sects like the Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Sea Wilderness, can almost be used as the treasure of Zhenshan. Many soul treasures are priceless in the sea wilderness, that is, in front of this Huangquan Immortal Market and this old monk's stall, otherwise it is really difficult to do.

Hei San looked at the old monk's expression at this time and the understanding he had on weekdays, and knew that there must be a flying soul treasure for sale here, and he hurriedly said: "Uncle Zhao, spirit coins are not a problem!"

"Isn't the spirit coin a problem?" the old monk glanced at Hei San playfully and said, "Little Sanzi, don't look at you as a ghost for many years, and you have also attracted a lot of guests, so you can be regarded as having some knowledge." However, do you know how many spirit coins a beginner-level top-level soul treasure is worth? Moreover, there are many times when spirit coins can't be exchanged for soul treasures!"

"Huh?" Hei San scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "This ...... I really don't know?"

The old monk ignored him and looked at Amu Dao: "Don't tell the guest officer, little old man really has a flying magic weapon here." However, it's not a first-level soul treasure!"

Ah Mu frowned slightly, this primary-level top-level flying magic weapon soul treasure seemed to be really difficult to find, so he said: "It's really not good, as long as it's a primary-level soul treasure, the younger generation will have more sacrifices in the future!"

After listening to Amu's words, the old monk shook his head and smiled, and said, "No! I said it's not a beginner-level top-level soul treasure, it's not that the quality is poor, but I have a higher-level flying soul treasure here!"

"A higher-level soul treasure?" Amu's eyes lit up.

"Not bad!" said the old monk unhurriedly.

"Very good!" said Amu, "then how about I ask the old gentleman to take a look?"

The old monk smiled and shook his head.

"Huh?" Amu wondered, "Could it be that the old gentleman is afraid that he will not succeed in snatching the treasure?"

"Hehe!" the old monk laughed, "First, I don't think the guest officer is such a vulgar barbarian, although the soul treasure is good, it will not be snatched. Second, this Huangquan Immortal Collection has been open for tens of thousands of years, and it is the high-level soul cultivators of the Immortal Ghost Sect who are in charge, who dares to make trouble here! It's just that I want to know the value of the guest officer, otherwise if the treasure is taken out, if it is too different from your ideal price, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

"Oh!" Amu couldn't help but smile faintly, and said secretly, "This old monk is really an old man, and he doesn't leak a drop of water! ”

"Old man, what is the level of this soul treasure of yours, and what do you want?"

"I have a high-level flying soul treasure here!" the old monk said lightly.

"High-level Flying Soul Treasure?" Although Amu's expression did not change at all, his heart was definitely shocked, you must know that the high-level Flying Soul Treasure can almost be compared to an ordinary first-level Immortal Treasure.

Because, most of the general high-level soul treasures come from the hands of old monsters at the soul scattering level, but such old monsters can basically take a thousand miles in one step, and if it is not a special need, there is no need for the so-called flying magic weapon at all.

Moreover, the soul treasure is not even a chicken rib for the soul scattering level old monsters, so there are very few soul scattered old monsters who sacrifice high-level soul treasures.

Huangquan Immortal Collection, although it is a first-class immortal collection above the sea wilderness, but Amu has walked more than a dozen houses and has not found a beginner-level top-level soul treasure.

However, I didn't expect Amu to be a high-level flying soul treasure as soon as he opened his mouth. To be honest, Amudu was a little skeptical.

As if expecting Amu's psychology, the old monk smiled and said: "Don't worry, the little old man has been in this Huangquan Immortal Market for two hundred years, and what he wants is a reputation, and it is estimated that you can also see that there is a master behind this stall." Since I said that there is a high-grade soul treasure, I won't let you down!"

"I can also guarantee this!" Hei San finally interjected.

Amu nodded and smiled, but listened to the old monk's words and said, "However, the master has explained. This high-level flying soul treasure will either be exchanged for an immortal treasure, or it will only receive silver-level and gold-level spirit coins, I don't know ......"

The old monk's words were obvious, if there was no immortal treasure exchange or gold and silver-level spirit coins, this high-level soul treasure Amu would not have to look at it.

Amu smiled indifferently and said secretly: "I just want a special flying magic weapon to save some effort, otherwise the magic weapon on my body may be able to smash the entire Immortal Ghost Sect!"

However, Amu will never exchange immortal treasures or the like, and the silver-level spirit coins on his body are enough!

Thinking in his heart, Amu shook his hand, and a storage bag flew out, containing a thousand silver-level spirit coins.

Amu very happily threw the storage bag directly to the old monk, and said, "It's only partial, the old gentleman has seen it!"

"Oh!" The old monk didn't seem to expect the white-clothed monk in front of him to be so bold, as soon as he started the storage, he already knew that this was a thousand silver-level spirit coins, theoretically this was ten million spirit stones, but the value was far above it.

"Good! good!" said the old monk two good words, and then returned the storage bag directly to Amu.

At this time, the old monk re-evaluated Amu's identity. The monk who can take out a thousand silver-level spirit coins at will definitely not be an ordinary monk, either he has a good teacher, or he is a monk of the Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Sea Wilderness.

Since he can take out a thousand silver-level spirit coins, he naturally has the qualifications to see the goods. The old monk didn't talk nonsense, took out a storage bag from his arms, and handed it directly to Amu.

It seems that the heavyweight soul treasure, this old monk does not dare to take it out easily. At the same time, it can also be seen that Fang Cai Amu's actions have given the old monk a lot of good impressions.

At this time, Amu took the storage bag, and Hei San next to him stretched his neck to watch.

Just now, the storage bag that Amu took out, he estimated that it must be a spirit coin, but he didn't know what level or quantity, but when he heard that Uncle Zhao said two good words, he didn't think it would be too bad. In this way, my own labor costs are not a problem at all.

Hei San didn't say anything about his own little abacus, so Uncle Zhao directly handed over the storage bag, and Hei San naturally had to open his eyes.

Zaijian Amu opened the storage bag, and a black light flew out, and a small boat with a length of length was now empty. The small boat was pointed at both ends and slender in the middle, and looked like a flying shuttle. The whole body is dark, I don't know what it was made of, but it exudes an endless faint black glow.

"Hmm!" Seeing this black boat, Amu's heart suddenly shook.