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Chapter 51 Black Market Poison Flying Sword
This time, it was completely different from the deserted eighth day of the Lunar New Year.

Before Xiao Chen approached the place where he found the tree stump last time, he saw many unfamiliar faces.

And there are a large number of monks who either wear masks or cloaks to conceal their appearance.

They were in a hurry, almost all of them were traveling alone, and the small groups that were traveling together did not speak to each other, as they were all concentrating on getting on their way.

Xiao Chen followed the crowd and only saw three monks in black robes and straw hats sitting under a tree by the roadside. They seemed to be resting because they were tired.

Apart from that, no other idle people were seen, and they soon arrived at the valley behind.

When we got here, a queue started forming in front.

There were several monks wearing moon hats, scattered around the periphery, as if on guard.

There was also a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining, guarding the entrance of the valley to check the tokens of the visitors.

However, he was not there to verify the identity, but to collect the spirit stones from the visitor.

From time to time, they would shout, "You all know the rules, right? They're engraved right there. Look carefully before you go in!"

Xiao Chen took a glance and saw a huge rock on the side that was moved by someone unknown. It was two meters long and wide, and more than eight feet high.

Someone used his finger as a pen to carve three black market rules on it.

First, before entering, each person needs to pay a spirit stone as an entrance fee.

If you don't want to show your true face, you will need to add another spirit stone.

Second, you are absolutely not allowed to take action in the black market, as there are foundation-building cultivators in charge there.

If anyone is found doing this, he will be kicked out immediately and will never be allowed to come back.

Third, the black market is not responsible for any traded items.

No matter what goes wrong afterwards, you will bear the consequences at your own risk.

Xiao Chen noticed that there was an orange-red color between the words on the boulder, which seemed to be a piece of red copper ore.

Being able to leave words on the red copper ore with his fingers, and the whole body is elegant and agile, easy and free, there may be a physical cultivator behind this black market.

There was only one line of people in the team and they were moving slowly, so Xiao Chen took the opportunity to observe the surrounding situation.

Some monks hesitated for a moment when they saw that they were going to pay more money, but still chose to take off their veils or hats.

But about 60% of the monks would rather pay more money than reveal their true faces.

As he watched, Xiao Chen suddenly felt that the figure of the masked monk in front of him looked familiar.

The other person covered his face with a black silk scarf, but from behind he looked especially like Ye Fei from the Second Branch.

Xiao Chen usually paid a lot of attention to Ye Fei, who broke through the fourth level of Qi Refining and joined the second branch on the same day, so he was quite familiar with him.

I moved slightly to the side and looked at it from the side, and found that it looked more and more familiar.

But the other party quickly paid the spirit stones and entered the valley, disappearing from his sight.

Xiao Chen came back to his senses and quickly checked his stealth cloak.

Fortunately, this magical weapon is quite large. Coupled with its built-in voice-changing magic, even if I meet someone I know, they will definitely not be able to recognize me by my figure or voice.

It seems that the invisibility cloak is really a good thing.

He also paid two spirit stones and entered the valley.

After turning the first corner, I saw monks clearing the weeds on the roadside and setting up stalls.

Basically, a large piece of red cloth is spread on the ground, and various items for sale are placed on the cloth.

The stall owner sat on a small stool nearby, flipping through a book or busy wiping his goods.

When he saw someone coming, he didn't call out to them, but just kept busy. He would only greet them if there was a monk standing in front of his stall looking through the goods.

Xiao Chen walked to a small stall on the right and squatted down, looking at the small porcelain bottles of varying sizes in front of him. Most cultivators would choose to use jade bottles to store elixirs, which could better preserve the medicinal properties.

He hadn't seen this small porcelain bottle very often, especially the red cloth and wooden stopper on it, which had a simple beauty.

Maybe it’s some kind of special medicine?
I reached out and picked up a bottle to look at it, but there was no writing on the bottle or the bottom of the bottle.

The stall owner enthusiastically introduced: "Fellow Daoist, who do you want to kill? The small bottle on the left contains Jueying Red. It is the most effective. If the other party inhales it, they will be killed."

"The large bottle on the right contains Soul-Severing Powder, which cannot be burned by ordinary spiritual fire and is most suitable for fighting."

Oh, poison!

It was the first time that Xiao Chen had actually seen this kind of thing. No wonder it was in a porcelain bottle. He didn't think of it that way at first.

The sect's "Guide to Refining Qi and Fighting" states that it's difficult to put poison used against cultivators into food or drink like it is for mortals.

Therefore, these poisons are usually refined into the form of smoke.

When you need to use it, take the antidote first, then throw the bottle out with force. The poisonous fog will spread, and you can use spiritual fire to burn the fog to deal with it.

Some special poisons are not mist but smoke, such as the Soul-Breaking Powder in your hand. Therefore, they are not afraid of being burned by spiritual fire and require the use of wind-controlling methods to deal with them.

He put the thing down gently, he didn't need this kind of thing very often.

After walking a little further, the stalls in the middle looked much more normal, displaying various spiritual herbs, spiritual objects, and some flying swords and magical instruments.

Xiao Chen turned another corner and saw a very familiar flying sword.

The standard flying sword of the outer disciples of Lihuo Sect!

Although he had chosen the Green Gourd at first, many of his fellow disciples in the branch academy used flying swords of this type, so he definitely wouldn't be wrong.

Xiao Chen squatted casually in front of the stall and picked up another magic weapon to examine.

He slowly touched the flying sword and quietly looked at the secret mark on the hilt.

Although this type of flying sword is forged uniformly by the sect, each one has a unique number that can be used to confirm the identity of the holder.

You just need to report back with the number, and the sect will be able to confirm which disciple's flying sword it is.

However, when he turned the flying sword and looked at the hilt, he found that it was full of marks of deliberate polishing and he could not see anything clearly.

Just having a flying sword can't prove anything.

Maybe it was stolen, or accidentally lost, or maybe someone in the sect took the initiative to resell the weapons to make money from spirit stones, it's hard to say.

As the sect grows and has many disciples, there will always be some people who are bold enough to sell anything.

The stall owner was a burly man with no mask on and a full beard.

He glanced at Xiao Chen and said, "Are you going to buy it or not? If not, get out of here. Stop rummaging around here and messing up my stall."

Xiao Chen looked up and memorized the other person's appearance, then put down his flying sword and turned away without saying a word.

The situation is unclear, and we can't just get entangled with the other party in the black market because of this.

He decided to report the news as soon as he returned. The sect would naturally have corresponding methods to deal with it. He hoped that one of his fellow apprentices had not really died.

As we continued walking deeper, we found a simple bamboo building in the center.

At the entrance of the bamboo building hung a blood-red sword with a missing tip.

Xiao Chen was still ten feet away from the big knife, but he could feel a bloody smell coming towards him.

He stared at the big knife for a few seconds, and it seemed as if he saw fresh blood emerging on the blade.

In the blink of an eye, the bloodstains disappeared, as if it was just an illusion.

There is definitely something wrong with this sword!
Xiao Chen secretly guessed: Could it be some evil magical weapon?

(End of this chapter)