"One thousand pounds of bitter thorn cordata, and another three thousand pounds of gastrointestinal sage!"

"certificate."

...

Taiyue Mountains go east, near the Luoyou Mountains.

One of the warehouses in the logistics yard.

This warehouse is quite busy because it is close to Luoyou Mountains.

Li Qingxuan carefully checked the certificates submitted by the dark disciples outside, and after confirming them through the formation, he took the certificates to the backyard and dragged a supply of supplies to the person coming.

Logistics hospital, certification does not recognize people.

As long as you have the corresponding material allocation certificate, no matter who comes, you must hand over all the materials.

This is also one of the reasons why the disciples of the Logistics Academy cannot get any benefits.

Li Qingxuan likes the current environment very much. He does not fight or compete, and does not intrigue. The disciples around him will chat and fuck when they are bored, which is much more comfortable than when he was in Medicine Valley.

In addition to him, he also has three old disciples over 80 years old who are quite kind, don’t easily argue with others, don’t meddle in other people’s business, and just live by the way.

It's been more than one month since I was allocated here.

He was already used to the rhythm here.

At night.

All things are silent.

Li Qingxuan walked out of the house, his figure merged into the night, and left his disciple's residence.

Body twists and turns.

Not long.

The man appeared outside the formation of Xuanbao Pavilion garrison, a small forest.

This place is close to the Luoyou Mountains and Xuanbao Pavilion. There are many monks coming and going, and their identities are messy, which makes it inconvenient to sell many things openly.

Over time, many black markets have been created in this area, which are unknown who is behind the scenes.

The market opens in the middle of the bright moon and the sun rises.

In addition to the fact that the safety is not as good as normal markets, these black markets often have materials that are difficult to buy from the outside world.

This time, Li Qingxuan came here to see the storm and came to receive a batch of life-saving items that he had booked before.

Many monks have arrived in the woods.

They hide everywhere, beware of the surroundings, and are waiting for the black market to open.

In fact, at this time, even if someone wants to rob and kill, he will not dare to attack in front of so many outsiders, so as not to be taken advantage of by others. Instead, it is the safest time.

Li Qingxuan glanced around, found a small tree and leaped up, closing his eyes to rest.

Since the crazy old man revealed that Xuanbao Pavilion has been a little uneasy recently, he often goes to the black market here, hoping to add some means to himself.

Today, he received a message.

The ordered supplies finally arrived!

Time passes.

The bright moon rises into the sky.

A layer of white mist rose strangely from the ground.

Seeing this, Li Qingxuan silently took out a pitch-black jade plaque from his arms.

When the jade tablet touches the white fog, it immediately bursts with a faint black light.

The next moment.

The white mist dissipates.

In the originally normal grove, a small square with jade bricks and gold and silver as pillars appeared out of thin air. There was also a blue-black wooden building in the center of the square.

"What a wonderful formation. I have been here several times, but I still haven't discovered the principle of this hidden formation."

Li Qingxuan glanced at the dozens of monks who appeared in the square at the same time, and leaped towards the building.

In the outside square, it is usually used for Qi Refining Cultivators to trade materials.

There were only three people who acted the same way as him.

The other monks, with various ways to conceal their appearance, found a place, took out the wooden signs that had been prepared long ago, sat quietly in the same place, waiting for people to come and trade.

The building is divided into three floors.

Li Qingxuan held the black jade in his hand and rushed directly to the third floor.

Seeing this, the three people behind him shrank.

This building, called Black Building, is a trading venue for the owner of the black market to build foundation monks and builds, and auctions are occasionally held.

The first floor is the venue for auctions and transaction information.

On the second floor, only foundation-building monks can enter.

On the third floor, you must establish stable transactions with the owner of the black market before you can enter.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect a fat fish to come this time."

A foundation-building monk with his whole body huddled in a black robe and surrounded by mist looked at Li Qingxuan's back disappearing from the third floor and made a strange laugh.

He deliberately did this in front of the other two, just to test their thoughts.

When the other person heard this, his exposed eyes flashed coldly, and he was obviously a little moved.

Only the third foundation-building monk sneered: "The two fellow Taoists are new here, don't think about it. People on the third floor have a special safe passage to leave."

After saying that, he took the lead in walking into the second floor.

In addition to allowing them to come to build foundations and trade with each other, they also have shops specially left by the owner of the market.

Some of the precious materials inside are limited in quantity.

It's late, but it's gone.

Seeing this, the other two looked at each other strangely and followed in.

In the black market, hunters and prey are changing their identities at any time, it depends on whether your acting skills are high enough.

On the other side.

Li Qingxuan stood at the corner of the third floor, closing his eyes to sense.

After seeing that the other three foundation building structures entered the second floor hall, they took off the iron surface and replaced it with an inconspicuous green hat and robe. The body squirmed, turning into a majestic appearance, releasing a strong evil spirit, and returning to the second floor.

After seeing him go up, the three of them breathed, thinking that he had entered the third floor.

In fact, it was just that he restrained his breath and created an illusion for the three of them.

The second floor is not big.

At the sight is a hall, surrounded by four shops.

Three of the shops had their doors closed.

This means three people enter it separately.

Only when the transaction is over will the shop door be opened again, which is also a kind of protection for customers.

Li Qingxuan walked straight to the fourth shop.

When I entered, it was pitch black and my spiritual sense was difficult to penetrate.

When he entered, the originally open door suddenly closed, and in the dark room, a ray of white light rose in the center, revealing a high counter.

Behind the counter, there was a metal puppet about the size of meter standing.

This is not the first time Li Qingxuan has been here.

He walked straight to the puppet and said hoarsely: "I'll trade the materials I agreed on!"

The puppet moved when he heard the sound, and his eyes lit up purple light, scanning Li Qingxuan in front of him.

After getting familiar with it, it nodded and walked inside.

"The first shop, the servant inside is a copper corpse, the second shop is a resentful spirit comparable to the grassroots level, the third shop, the servant is a third-level cat demon, and here is a metal puppet..."

Li Qingxuan watched the puppet disappear and narrowed his eyes slightly.

I don't know what the owner of this black market is.

But the strength revealed is already shocking.

Li Qingxuan suspected that the other party was at least a Jindan monk.

While thinking.

The metal puppet that disappeared at the counter, with a thick layer of bloody animal skin, reappeared: "Second-level animal skin, thirteen; third-level animal skin, four; fourth-level animal skin, one; a total of 4,700 spirit stones are needed."
To be continued...