Chapter 144 Black Market Palace

The two monks guarding the door are of medium height and fully armed. You can see that they are wearing soft armor under a wide coat, carrying bows and arrows, and hanging waist knives around their waist. Obviously, the cultivation of these two is not low, and they are also the monks who are responsible for guarding the black market gate of the famous flower field. How can their cultivation be low?

That's right, the place where the rabbit demon Tao Ni guided her to stay is the black market.

Before he came here, he vowed not to tell anyone. In this way, the monk's vows restrict that no one will go outside to publicize, which is why this place has always been so mysterious.

The owner behind the flower farm spirit black market turned out to be the Vimo Baiqi Building. This Tama is too unexpected. Originally, she blocked Tao Ni, just wanted to find someone to give advice. However, Tao Ni's token can enter the gate of the black market palace. What else is there that?

Weimo Baiqi Building is the behind-the-scenes owner of the underground black market. No, it is likely to be just one of the owners.

This kind of business profit is unimaginable. It can be completely conceivable that some people and Weimo Baiqi Buildings have cheated up and down to operate the black market. The flower field spirit is like this. What about the black market in other provinces?

It's ironic. On the surface, the most serious and formal equipment supply and sales organizations secretly participate in the world's black market trade. No wonder they are so rich and powerful? Black and white can be eaten in both black and white. Can it not make a profit in the market? It is estimated that anyone who dares to interfere in these big cakes will be beaten as an idiot by the holding organization behind the scenes!

Bangsu deeply realized the tricks of practicing the black market and scolded his mother in his heart.

The two monks looked up and down at the immortal old man, with a trace of suspicion in their eyes. Generally speaking, people who come here to participate in black market trading are masked and hide their true identities. But this one came righteous?

He knows that the illusion array at the cliff enters the correct position, and he has the token of the shopping guide witch in the Weimo Baiqi Building. There should be nothing wrong with this face, right? After all, it is normal to participate in black market trade without masking. As for the use of the Weimo Baiqilou mask? The production of that thing is cumbersome, and the annual output is limited, so it is not possible to meet users.

In this way, it is more likely to change. However, looking left and right, this face is very real. Your sister, if it is really easy to face, this person's transfigurement technique is not very strong. The two monks looked up at the old man.

No matter what kind of skill, as long as there is an extraordinary level, he is a master in the industry and has a great status. Even if his cultivation is not as good as others, he will be respected.

How many people can do the transfigurement skill that sounds simple, but can't let people see the flaws? As long as you can do it, you can enjoy respect.

Quietly, they sent the token back to the old man's hand. The two looked at each other and knew that there was no problem. They waved back casually, and the heavy palace door behind them quietly opened.

He made a friendly speech to the two, didn't say a word, and walked slowly into it.

The door behind him closed silently, and in front of him was a road paved with a golden carpet. And there are dozens of such avenues. From time to time, monks come into each golden avenue, most of whom wear masks on their faces.

There are also several men and women who don't wear masks, but their faces have obviously been tamped and feet, and they know at a glance that they have used easy face. However, compared with Bansu, which is enough to fake the real transfigurer, he was immediately pulled away several streets.

Seeing the old man with crane hair and childish face walking slowly, these men and women who did not want to show their true faces turned their heads to look at him, with a trace of surprise in their eyes.

Can't you see the true face? Good boy, what a superb transfigurer, what kind of person is this?

Although I think so, I don't want to do black market business. Naturally, I know the taboo. No matter how interested I am, I won't come to talk to Bansu. On the contrary, I step forward one by one.

More than a dozen men and women with epilender masks greeted the customers who came in enthusiastically. Each one leads one customer to the goal. Everyone wants to trade different things. The palace in this fantasy array is extremely huge. It is imaginable that these people are difficult to meet.

He looked at several eyes and took them back. The people who came here had a lot of money and didn't want to attract attention. He just glanced slightly and stopped observing, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Hello, Taoist priest, please show your market entry token." A young man with a long figure and his upper half of his face covered by a epilender mask came up and asked. They wear light yellow clothes uniformly, and their identities are obvious. They are all shopping guides in this palace.

This person speaks calmly and kindly. As soon as he hears it, he knows that he has been professionally trained and treats people and treats completely according to the process.

As long as it comes, it will naturally not refuse other people's reasonable requests and hand over the token given by Tauni.

The young man took it, and the eyes behind the mask looked at the Taoist priest carefully. There was no emotional fluctuation. He lowered his head and saw that there was no problem with the token in his hand, and his smile was stronger.

"This Taoist priest, if you want to buy or sell something here, you can make it clear to me. I know everything here. Well, this is my code name. If you are not satisfied, you can complain to the person in charge behind the counter.

As he spoke, he pointed to the position on his chest, where there was a triangular white badge with the word 'dragon beard' on it. Obviously, this is the code name of this person. Bansu followed the man's signal, looked at the man wrapped in black clothes from head to toe behind the bluestone counter in the distance, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Dragon's beard, right? Poor Dao came here not only for shopping, but also for some things. Otherwise, if you want to buy that item, your family background is not enough to close your teeth. Let's buy something first to see if you can give a fair price?

Basu said this to this person.

"Well, please follow me and sell the goods. There is a special monk who is responsible for the definite value, but you need to charge 1% of the appraisal fee. As you know, these guys are horrible and extremely strange-tempered, but the identification fee is indispensable. In addition, if the transaction is successful, my commission is one thousandth, which needs to be made clear to the Taoist priest in advance.

"This is natural, lead the way."

Naturally, there is nothing to say. The rules here are like this. The business in the black market will be exploited layer by layer. However, compared with the heavy taxes drawn by the empire, this money is nothing. As for those responsible for identification, at least they must be the proud disciples of the refinery and alchemy masters. It is estimated that their cultivation is above the high level of the magic soul. He has high cultivation, has skills that others don't have, and naturally has a strange temper, which is easy to understand.