Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

Qi Wu Yue poked the little butterfly in his sleeve: Is there any plot about Black Stone City?

Little Butterfly shook her head in frustration: It’s not in the book. At this time, the protagonist is still playing the pig and eating the tiger in the competition for resources.

It seems that there is no shortcut.

As soon as Xiao Lin stepped into the city, he noticed that the terrain inside the city was more than ten feet lower than outside the city. He lowered his head and looked down at his feet.

Before he could even ask, Wang Liu immediately explained: "My dear guest, you may not know that there was a black gold mine under Black Stone City fifty years ago, which was a second-level black gold ore.

Later, the ore was mined away, and the terrain of Black Stone City became much lower. Therefore, when it rained, rainwater flowed back into the city, and the streets were impassable, so people had to travel by boat.

To be precise, Black Stone City is almost a basin, and there are quite a lot of monks coming and going in the city.

As they looked along the way, they saw that the shops on both sides of the main street mainly sold magical instruments, crystals, and metals.

Moreover, most of the magical weapons are covered with a layer of black light, which seems to be due to the different proportions of black gold being incorporated into the forging process.

The higher the proportion of black gold, the deeper the luster of the magic weapon and the higher its value.

Wang Liushi said: "You two should take a look at the magic weapon. To be honest, my eyesight is quite good."

He looked around and lowered his voice, "Everyone knows that Black Stone City is rich in black gold, but black gold is expensive, so it is inevitable that some people will have evil intentions and use black copper and iron to pass off as black gold to refine magic tools, and then sell them at the price of black gold, so you two should be careful when buying magic tools."

Xiao Lin smiled slightly: "Thank you."

Wang Liu waved his hands repeatedly, "I don't deserve your thanks. If you two don't mind, you can let me take a look at it before you buy it."

In fact, passing off black copper and iron as black gold and selling inferior goods as good ones is an unspoken rule in all walks of life.

Whether it is a shop selling magical instruments or medicinal soil, or even a shop selling black gold directly, there is a certain proportion of fakes mixed in.

But everyone tacitly agreed to this and kept silent.

Wang Liu revealed this matter only because he saw that these two people were generous and wanted to make a good deal of it.

Maybe if they're happy, they'll give him another bottle of pills.

Moreover, when they were out, they chose to trade with pills instead of spirit stones, which meant that one of them must be an alchemist, and only an alchemist would casually take out a bottle of pills as a reward.

Alchemists have a noble status, so it would be a blessing if they could sell well.

Xiao Lin was surprised and asked, "How come nine out of ten shops in the city sell magic tools or black gold materials, while medicine shops and monster material purchasing shops are rare?"

He originally wanted to find a herbal medicine shop to buy some local unique spiritual herbs, but he ended up looking all the way.

There isn't one.

Wang Liu explained: "This... live by the mountain and eat by the mountain, live by the sea and eat by the sea. Although Black Stone City no longer has a large amount of black gold mines, the slag is buried deep underground, making it quite wealthy.

By adding a few more processes, a lot of black gold can be refined. It is a second-level metal that can be sold anywhere, so there are not many monks in the city who go out to hunt monsters, and there are few purchasing places.

Also, because the metal content in the soil is too high, it is difficult for spiritual plants to grow within hundreds of miles of Black Stone City.

All the medicinal materials are introduced from other places.

There is a kind of local herbal medicine that can survive in the harsh local environment."

"Oh, what kind of herb is it?" Xiao Lin asked with some interest.

"Local people call it hedgehog grass, which is just a local name. As for what kind of medicinal herb it is, I can't really say."

"But crushing the hedgehog grass and applying it to the wound can stop the bleeding. It's sold in the back street. Do you two want to go and have a look?"

The alchemists were concerned about the medicinal materials, and seeing that they were interested, Wang Liu immediately proposed.

"Then go and take a look." Qi Wu Yue said as he stuffed a sugar pill into his mouth.

Anyway, this is just my one trip to Black Rock City, so besides the mission, buying some metal medicinal herbs is also a good idea.

Wang Liu led the two of them through several complicated streets and alleys and came to a place that was a bit dirty and messy.

It’s dirty, but it’s not.

The land under my feet is different from the ordinary light yellow soil. Instead, it is a dirty black-gray color, as if it has been stained very dirty by the long-term diffusion of tiny molecules in the coal.

This seems to be the back street.

There were about ten people setting up stalls here and there, casually spreading large pieces of low-grade animal skins on the ground and putting a lot of herbs on them, without even taking any protective measures.

People setting up stalls just sit on the ground, not caring about the wind and sun.

Xiao Lin carefully identified the so-called hedgehog grass.

It is emerald green in color, and grows in a lush cluster. It has no leaves or flowers, only thin and sharp grass stems, standing upright like thorns. Its shape does resemble a hedgehog's back.

"Yi Men Xian Lu·Spiritual Plant Encyclopedia" records all the spiritual plants in the lower world.

Even though he did not remember all the properties of some of the medicines, he had seen the images of the medicinal plants and had the shapes of all the herbs in his mind.

The herb in front of you may be similar to several medicinal herbs, but the details are not exactly the same.

The colors of the leaf veins, the surface hairs, and the rhizomes... don't match.

Xiao Lin became more and more curious, and he came to a stall.

The herbs placed on the animal skin were relatively intact, with their roots, stems, leaves and plants all relatively intact, but they were still covered with dirt, so they were fresher and had not lost much vitality.

Some of the herbs on the stalls nearby had already dried up and were not picked completely, with only the stems and leaves cut off and the roots not dug out.

The stall owner was a sloppily dressed burly man with a stocky build, a rough, dark face, an untidy beard, and his sleeves and hems were torn.

He looks like a homeless person.

Of course, this is assuming that he has ignored his seventh-level cultivation.

The seventh level of cultivation was already considered upper-middle level in Blackrock City.

The sloppy man had some surprise in his eyes at this time. Hedgehog grass was not worth much and few people bought it.

This is also the reason why they did not set up stalls on the streets with more people, but instead went to the mine exit on the back streets.

The black gold stone in the mine had been mined away, leaving behind only some debris mixed with soil.

A small amount of black gold can be squeezed out of the slag after repeated refining, so some sects in the city like to hire low-level monks to go down to the mines to dig out the ore slag.

The mine is deep and dark, the terrain is steep, the space is winding and narrow, and the sharp stones can easily cut long gashes on the miners if they are not careful.

But the monks who were willing to do these tasks were obviously not wealthy people, and they were reluctant to buy expensive blood-replenishing pills.

So cheap hedgehog grass became the best substitute.

One blood-replenishing pill costs five spirit stones, and one spirit stone can buy a large bunch of hedgehog grass. Crush it with stones and apply it to the wound. Although the effect is not as good as the blood-replenishing pill, it is not too bad.

Besides, a piece of spirit stone can be used for a long time.

That’s why people who pick hedgehog grass set up stalls to sell it near the mine.

However, in the past, injured miners would buy some hedgehog grass and crush it to stop bleeding. This was the first time to see a monk dressed so neatly.