Although the light in the ghost market is not good, there are many customers.

In addition to many street stalls, wide passages are also reserved for pedestrians to pass by.

But at this time, the tide of people had already squeezed these passages tightly and were almost impossible to pass through.

Looking at the crowded scene, Meng Zhang's eyes lit up. Huojingfang City's ghost market is indeed much more lively than Mingshafang City.

Meng Zhang left the corridor, walked into the square, and followed the crowd and carefully looked at the various items on the street stall.

In the hot Huojingfang City, the temperature is even higher than that on the ground. Moreover, the crowds are dense, and in this confined space, the taste is really uncomfortable.

When I first entered Huojingfang City, Meng Zhang had already tried it, using magic to cool the body and using true qi to regulate body temperature.

However, Meng Zhang tried many methods, but the effect was not very significant, and his body was still hot and hard to bear.

Meng Zhang felt keenly and carefully, and found that this was not just a matter of temperature.

There should be huge earth fire underground, constantly emitting heat toward the top.

This contains a strange power that makes people feel hot.

Fortunately, Meng Zhang carefully identified this force just makes people feel uncomfortable and has no hidden harm.

As a cultivator, your patience is much stronger than that of mortals. Just a little bit of heat, and endurance will pass.

He was full of expectations for the street stalls in the ghost market, and Meng Zhang even felt that the heat had become much lighter.

I spent a lot of time and sweat, and wandered around the ghost market, but Meng Zhang had nothing to gain.

Among the items on the street stalls, there are only a few valuable ones.

Only these items are expensive. Obviously, the stall owner knows the value of his own things.

Those valuable items are not worth buying at a high price.

Meng Zhang's hope of finding a bargain was dashed.

In the past, Meng Zhang's two magic weapons that he had picked up for bargains were his own vision of breaking falsehoods, and the rich knowledge he had obtained from the trial land, so that he could have broad knowledge.

But in the world of cultivation, he is definitely not the only one who practices eye skills. The number of those cultivators with rich experience and broad knowledge is even greater.

Meng Zhang cursed in his heart that he had been struggling for so long, and all the hard work he had just worked was wasted. If he had known that he would not have gained anything from the ghost market, he would rather have a cool breeze in a hotel.

Since there is nothing to visit in the Ghost Market, Meng Zhang left the square and prepared to leave here.

He had just walked to the edge of the square and was about to enter the corridor he passed when he came.

At this time, a middle-aged man blocked his way.

"You are the head of Meng Zhangmeng of Taiyi Sect, are you?" Although it was a question, it was in a positive tone.

"Who is your lord? What's your point?" Meng Zhang looked at the other party with a little vigilant.

In a strange place, being called by a strange monk, Meng Zhang must be careful.

"It seems that Master Meng has no gains in the ghost market."

"As it is, the so-called ghost market is to fool ordinary monks, and there is nothing good in it. A big customer like Chief Meng, of course, looks down on those fools."

The middle-aged man did not directly answer Meng Zhang's question, but directly took out a black token.

"If Master Meng wants to buy some good things or some special goods, you can go there and have a look."

The middle-aged man pointed to an inconspicuous small room next to the underground square, and handed over the black token.

Meng Zhang glanced at the black token with the Destruction Dharma Eye, confirmed that there were no traps inside, and took them carefully.

The middle-aged man left after doing this.

During this process, Meng Zhang became aware of his mind and wanted to read the other party's thoughts, but failed. He could clearly feel that the other party had no malicious intentions towards him.

It seems that his understanding of the mind is not omnipotent either.

Meng Zhang himself knew that there are several secret techniques in the world of cultivation that can restrain one's mind and prevent others from reading secret techniques such as mind reading.

Being able to judge that the other party has no malice is already considered to be his talented and supernatural power of Xintong.

Meng Zhang looked at the middle-aged man's back as he left, and some rumors came to mind.

It is said that in some larger markets, organized black markets exist secretly.

The behind-the-scenes forces in the organization of the black market are strong and powerful. Even local snakes in various markets must give them three points.

The goods in these black markets are much richer than the goods in the shops, and are all-encompassing and almost all-encompassing.

Of course, there are inevitably some forbidden things and stolen goods in the cultivation world.

Meng Zhang himself has never been exposed to the black market. However, there were seniors in Taiyi Sect before and had traded in the black market.

In the record book of the heads of Taiyi Sect inherited by Meng Zhang, there is the previous heads of Taiyi Sect who were in the black market.

Based on these records, Meng Zhang also figured it out.

After entering Huojingfang City, although he sold miscellaneous items in several stores, it still fell into the eyes of those who are interested. There are not many 400 low-grade spirit stones, but in fact they have good purchasing power.

With its strong strength in the black market, it is easy to figure out your identity and background.

He is mediocre and has a weak background in a sect. He has a considerable spiritual stone, which is not the favorite customer of all businesses.

Fortunately, although the black market belongs to the black field, I have never heard of black market organizers having a record of murder and robbery.

The transactions in the black market are still very fair. The emphasis is on making you willingly take out the spirit stones to consume.

At this time, the middle-aged man was talking to another cultivator. It seemed that this guy was the guy who was responsible for attracting customers.

When opening a black market, of course I hope there are many customers and a prosperous business.

Meng Zhang thought about it and had always had a good reputation in the black market. If you go and take a look, there should be no danger.

Meng Zhang walked into the hut pointed at by the middle-aged man.

In the dark hut, a man in black clothes was guarding behind the door of the hut.

Seeing Meng Zhang coming in, he stretched out his hand.

"Token."

Meng Zhang handed over the black token, the other party checked it, and then handed over a mask and a cloak.

The man in black tapped the wall lightly, and a dark hole was exposed on the wall, and there was a deep passage inside.

"Go in and walk to the end."

Meng Zhang took the mask and cloak handed over by the other party, and did not ask much, and walked directly into the passage.

Although the passage was pitch black and there was no five fingers in reaching out. However, the monks basically had some night vision magic or ability, and Meng Zhang's delusion-breaking Dharma Eye could directly penetrate the darkness.
Chapter completed!