Me, plant, fire root? ? ?

As soon as he finished talking about how rich he was, Ye Zesheng's heart turned cold.

marry him?Just the bold look of Li Haizong's suzerain, no, just the serious look of senior brother... Ye Zesheng wanted to cover his face.No matter how rich you are, you can't brag like this!

The current relationship between Ye Zesheng and Xia Yan is at the stage where they know each other has a good impression of each other, but they haven't completely pierced the paper.

When Xia Yan heard that, she glanced at Ye Zesheng with a smile on her face, and looked at Ye Zesheng's usual gentle appearance with a bit of murderous intent, "It turns out that Zesheng is so popular."

Ye Zesheng panicked immediately, and said with a haha, "Master Duo, I can't find any other places where I can boast! How can I be so popular!"

"Then which one do you like? Do you want me to come and propose marriage for you?" Xia Yan was kneading a spiritual fruit in her hand, and she didn't know how much spiritual power was poured into it. Tender seedlings grew on the fruit, Then it was cut off by Xia Yan, rubbed with his fingertips, and turned into flying ash in an instant.

Help...Ye Zesheng looked at Xia Yan's expression, this movement, and always felt that the leaves of his own body were being rubbed like this.If it was Xia Yan, he would definitely not be able to stand it all at once!

"It's all a misunderstanding! I'll explain it to Pavilion Master Duo right now!"

Ye Zesheng immediately dragged Duoyouqian out, his expression changed instantly when he left the house, and he complained, "Brother, why are you hurting me so much?"

Seeing the interaction between the two just now, Duoyou understood what was going on, couldn't help giving him a thumbs up, and whispered, "Brother Ye likes this one better?"

He stared at Ye Zesheng's figure, which was half a head shorter than Xia Yan, and was a little worried, "...Brother Ye needs that kind of ointment?"

Ye Zesheng had an intuition that what he said about being rich might not be what he wanted, and he immediately said vigilantly, "No, I really don't need it. My brother is willing to help. It would be great if he could help me find a suitable weapon."

How rich couldn't get closer, and sighed regretfully, "There are some in the auction, and they were all drawn in the previous auction brochures. If Brother Ye is in a hurry, why don't you go to the black market right now?"

As he spoke, he took out another jade token and handed it to Ye Zesheng, "Show this if you are in trouble. In this location and at this time, most monks will still give me a little more face."

"Thanks a lot, my brother helped me a lot, I'll go down and have a look." Ye Zesheng took it and thanked him.He disappeared from Xia Yan's face for a while, so he shouldn't be asked like that just now, right?

If he could find a suitable weapon for Xia Yan to bring back, it would definitely calm down Xia Yan even more!

Leave Duobao Pavilion, bypass two streets, put on a cloak to hide your body, and arrive at the black market below the trade fair.This one is quite different from the one Ye Zesheng had been to in Mausoleum before.It is probably because all sects are on it, and there are many people who come here. The whole long street looks like a mixed bag of fish and dragons, with mottled breath, which is very suitable for fishing in troubled waters.

Ye Zesheng looked from the stalls on both sides, and most of the things on them were messy. There were seven-level magic weapons that were wiped clean, and wooden boxes that were still stained with mud and blood. There were occasionally a few spiritual plants that seemed to be collected recently. Plants are scattered in the meantime, and the fragrance of the plants is mixed with the rusty and metallic smells on other utensils, which is a bit weird and novel.

Seeing someone approaching, the stall owner greeted, "Just take a look! If you want to pick it up, you have to buy it."

This means that it is only for God to see.

Ye Zesheng released his consciousness, and turned around on a small knife he was interested in: Although the spiritual pressure is a bit low, but the spiritual power is sufficient, it should be a seventh-level magic weapon.

"How much is it?"

"3000 Yuan Lingshi, no bargaining."

It is much cheaper than the price marked in the auction upstairs, probably because it needs to be appraised by oneself, and what kind of one can be bought depends on the ability.But this ability is not only the ability to identify the level of magic weapons, but also the ability to identify true and false.

Ye Zesheng smiled without saying a word, turned around and prepared to leave.

The stall owner hesitated for two seconds, and suddenly called out to him, "Wait a minute, young man, if you are not satisfied with this, I have another one here for you to see?"

The knife just now is fake.The inconsistency between spiritual pressure and spiritual power makes it easy for people to miss it at first glance. After finding something wrong, they can only see that it is a seventh-level one after a closer look. Then they are ecstasy and buy it directly. They don't find out until they really need to use it when they go back... It's still a fake.There is a problem with the material used to carry it. It can't withstand the continuous release of seven-level spiritual power at all, and it will break after two uses.

Ye Zesheng didn't have time to play with them right now, so he turned around and left naturally.

The stall owner was a little bit reluctant, so he hurriedly said hello and took out the genuine product.He simply deceived one if he could.

Ye Zesheng glanced over and was about to refuse when he was suddenly surprised, "Why is the spiritual pressure of your saber so low?"

He originally thought that the fake one was a deliberate effect, but why is it really so low?

The stall owner smiled, "This knife is really like this, I won't hide it from you, you can take it if you are interested."

If it is said that the material of the previous fakes cannot bear it, this one is really difficult to distinguish the material.I haven't even seen Ye Zesheng, so I can only confirm that the material is very good.And when the spiritual power was input, there was no movement for a while—it wasn't that he couldn't respond, but that he didn't have enough spiritual power.

"Is this alone?"

"I only have one here. I don't know if it's a mother-in-law knife."

Ye Zesheng looked at the stall owner curiously, "30 Yuan Lingshi."

The stall owner was taken aback, and immediately called out to Qu, "How can you bargain like this! After all, this is a golden core magic weapon worth three thousand spirit stones!"

"You said it yourself just now. It's not complete, and the spirit is low. There is a problem at first glance. How about three thousand?" Ye Zesheng said in a cool tone.

Why else would he be surprised?This guy just admitted it himself.

The stall owner pondered for a moment, as if considering whether Ye Zesheng really wanted to buy it or fake it, and shook his head, "Two thousand spirit stones."

Ye Zesheng stood up.

"Hey, don't go! One thousand, one thousand, okay?"

"Five hundred spirit stones, then give me the one next to it." Ye Zesheng seemed to point casually.

Next to it was a somewhat tattered wooden box with extremely low fluctuations in spiritual power, but it was placed close to this knife, and the size seemed to be just enough to hold the knife.

There was originally a magic weapon in it, but it has been sold by the stall owner, but the box has not been put away yet.

The stall owner can make a little money, and this thing was originally worthless. He beamed with joy, set it up for Ye Zesheng, and happily took the Lingshi.

Ye Zesheng asked, "What was originally in this box?"

"The rules of the black market, no one will be held accountable after leaving the booth, and we will not disclose it."

Ye Zesheng didn't ask any further questions. He picked up the wooden box and put the knife in it. He couldn't feel the low spiritual pressure at all, and he continued to walk forward.

He tried to put the wooden box into the storage bag, and poured spiritual power into the knife again. Now that he had input a lot, a flash of light slid across the knife, and it became light and bright, and the faint pressure gradually became stronger—— It's level seven.

It was not the possible mother knife that suppressed the knife just now, but the wooden box.

The knife and the wooden box should have been put together, but judging from the appearance of the stall owner, he didn't know, what was originally in the wooden box?

While experimenting, Ye Zesheng moved forward.There are more and more people in front, as if something else happened, there was a burst of excitement.

"Quick! Grab him!"

"How dare he sell me fakes! I must make him look good!"

"Brother You Yun, why don't you help?"

……

Ye Zesheng was amused for a while, and some people wearing cloaks and hoods next to him couldn't help cursing, "Which sect is this brainless disciple?"

"Sure enough, there are the most good things on the black market at the moment, and the most brain-dead."

"Buying fakes in the black market..." Isn't it your own incompetence?This is the rule of the black market.

The riot ahead suddenly approached, only to hear a louder scream: "Ah! Who! Who stole my treasure!"

A black shadow brushed away from the crowd and ran over from the front. Ye Zesheng felt his eyes flicker. In the next second, several women in bright clothes but with light veils on their faces rushed in front of him. One of them saw Looking at the wooden box that Ye Zesheng was still holding, he immediately shouted, "Thief, return the things to me!"

Ye Zesheng frowned and explained, "I'm not a thief, this is something I just bought, not yours."

It's too unlucky today, buying anything casually can still be misunderstood.

"You're talking nonsense! I saw that thief running towards you. You must have stolen it! Don't think I can't see it, this box is exactly the same."

The exact same box?

Ye Zesheng's heart moved, and he asked, "What's in your box?"

"A high-level exercise!"

"Didn't you just shout that you bought fakes over there?"

"That's a broken weapon, it has nothing to do with this! Return it to me!"

Ye Zesheng couldn't deny it, he asked slowly, "If the box is not yours, you need to compensate me and apologize."

"How could it not be!" The woman just sneered, as if she had already confirmed it.

Ye Zesheng opened the box neatly: there was a small knife in it. Although the blade was light and made of good material, it was obviously not the exercise book that the woman talked about.

She blushed all of a sudden, and murmured, "How could this happen! It's clearly the same box!"

"I apologize." Ye Zesheng reminded.

"Apologize, just apologize! I'm sorry. But who let that thief run to you..."

"Speak louder, I can't hear you." Ye Zesheng raised the corner of his cloak, exposing his eyes, and just glanced coldly.After he reaches the fifth level, his cultivation base will be out of his body. Even if he doesn't rank in the top three in the cultivation world, he is enough to enter the top position. How can this woman bear the pressure?

She trembled all over, her face turned pale instantly, even the veil couldn't cover her pale face, as if she just realized that she had kicked an iron plate, she angrily took out something from the storage bracelet and pointed it towards Ye Zesheng Tossing it, "I'm sorry, the magic weapon I bought for five thousand spirit stones just now gives you an apology. Is this okay?"

A man hurried over and tugged her hard, "Apologize to me!"

"Sorry, I was wrong."

The man pressed the woman down and bowed and bent over non-stop, and at the same time offered a new storage bag, Ye Zesheng snorted coldly, then put down his hood, "Okay, get out."

After these people left, many eyes were glued to Ye Zesheng's back, and there were also many whispers.

"Is that the coercion of the out-of-body period?"

"I actually saw the out-of-body period in the black market! Am I blind?"

"Aren't those old monsters still in seclusion, and I haven't heard of a breakthrough. When did there be such a character in the practice world?"

Ye Zesheng quickly passed through the area, put those voices behind him, and grabbed the hand of a person who was reaching out to others with lightning speed, "It was you just now? The thief hand over your things."

When the thief passed by Ye Zesheng, Ye Zesheng didn't catch him, but just put a ray of consciousness on him.

If someone came to speak well, he might be able to provide a clue.

Now... don't blame him for not returning the things.

The thief froze, and obediently offered the few things he had just stolen.The secret of his life-saving is to beg for mercy as soon as he is caught.

Ye Zesheng took another wooden box contentedly, and it looked quite similar to the one he bought before, mainly made of wood.

He didn't open it in a hurry, he put it away first, and then walked slowly towards the way the woman came.

The woman just apologized and gave him a weapon.Ye Zesheng played with this weapon, it was a small Emei thorn, it looked very beautiful.

Unfortunately, this Emei thorn is made of the same material as the knife he just bought.It can be imagined that under the interference of the wooden box of the same material, this Emei thorn failed to produce the spiritual pressure it should have. Even if the actual effect was not affected, it was recognized as a fake on the spot.

In other words, the stall owner was a bit miserable and suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

The road ahead was still somewhat chaotic, a stall was almost overturned just now, and behind the stall stood a person who was also hiding his figure with a hooded mask, cleaning up the stall.

Ye Zesheng walked over and gently inserted the Emei thorn on the table.

The stall owner stopped his hands that were still cleaning up, "If you also think it's a fake, I can return the spirit stone to you."

Ye Zesheng shook his head, "No, I'm here to tell you that there is nothing wrong with this Emei thorn. Did you make it?"

"……Yes."

It's a coincidence, isn't it?

A weapon of special material, matched with a wooden box that can be suppressed.

From this person's tone, Ye Zesheng could tell that this person might not know the reason.But the woman just now probably couldn't understand a word, and it was useless to explain.

He wasn't in the mood to play some quests, so he just said, "Is there any weapon suitable for the out-of-body period? It's best to be a sword."

"Yes." The man was still taciturn.

Ye Zesheng laughed immediately.

Just now he was thinking about how unlucky he was today, but now it seems that it is clearly a lucky day.