Chapter 316: Luo Fushan Market

Flying Dragon twisted these spirit stones and gold and silver in his fingers, suddenly stopped, seemingly quite satisfied, and swept everything into his storage artifact. Liu Xiaolou didn't see clearly what storage artifact it was.

But Liu Xiaolou still felt a sense of inexplicable loss in his heart, thinking that maybe there was something good hidden in these spirit stones and broken gold and silver? Why didn't he perceive it?

Similarly, Liu Xiaolou's storage artifact had always been hung under his underwear. Except for Qingjie, ordinary people couldn't see it.

What Liu Xiaolou swept into the Qiankun bag was a Spirit Rhinoceros Inkstone, a high-level artifact used by Qingyuan Sect Foundation Establishment disciples. As Flying Dragon said, it was worth at least two hundred spirit stones, but Liu Xiaolou didn't intend to sell it. With a high-level artifact to suppress it, the foundation of the Three Mystical Sect would be deeper.

As for the judge's pens used by this guy named Feng Yuanfa, they couldn't be seized as spoils of war. They were natal artifacts nurtured in Feng Yuanfa's Qi Sea. Unless the person was killed, they couldn't be obtained.

Besides the Spirit Rhinoceros Inkstone, there were twelve spirit stones and three bottles of ordinary spirit elixirs. This time there were no elixir formulas in the elixir bottles.

But the unexpected surprise was that there was a black ink stick in Feng Yuanfa's purse, which emitted thick spiritual power. It should be used with the Spirit Rhinoceros Inkstone. Just this black ink stick alone was probably worth no less than thirty spirit stones.

In general, regardless of what Flying Dragon ultimately wanted and whether he achieved his goal, he finally used things worth three times the value to exchange with Liu Xiaolou, which was a disguised compensation. Moreover, the things on the four Qingyuan Sect outer sect disciples and stewards who were with Feng Yuanfa were also tacitly attributed to Liu Xiaolou.

The transaction was completed, and the relationship between the two further eased. Flying Dragon asked: "Brother Li Mu is actually an array master. I truly didn't expect it. When I joined forces with Brother Li Mu to deal with the enemy just now, I also felt that the power was not bad. But I don't know how to send a post to Brother Li Mu?"

"Hero Post?" Liu Xiaolou was in a trance for a while. It had been a long time since he heard these three words.

Flying Dragon immediately laughed: "We are all fellow Daoists, haha..."

They were indeed fellow Daoists. Among the inner disciples of orthodox sects, who would do this?

Liu Xiaolou could not help but have a burst of reverie. What kind of business was the Hero Post at the Foundation Establishment level doing?

It was truly something to look forward to...

Liu Xiaolou finally left the address for receiving the post, which was the bulletin board of the Tianmu Mountain market. He told Flying Dragon that if there was any news to pass on, please leave the news on the bulletin board, and he would go to the Tianmu Mountain market from time to time, and then just take a look by the way.

Thus, Flying Dragon gave Liu Xiaolou a piece of transparent emerald jade. This piece of emerald jade had no spiritual power, but looking at the book post through the emerald jade, one could see the hidden news.

"Brother Li Mu, as long as you see the post with the arrow mark, it is the post I sent. You can look at it with this emerald jade, and you can see the real letter." As he said, he took out a post for Liu Xiaolou to see.

Liu Xiaolou tried it, and it was indeed so, praising: "Truly clever."

But he also reminded that he was wandering the ends of the earth and could not wait for news at the Tianmu Mountain market all the time. It was best to deliver the news more than a month in advance, otherwise, it would be easy to miss.

Delivering news a month in advance excluded more than half of the potential businesses that could be cooperated with, which made Flying Dragon somewhat regretful.

After all, he sincerely looked forward to cooperating with "Brother Li Mu": a Foundation Establishment loose cultivator, this one line alone narrowed the range of potential cooperators by 90%. Among the remaining 10%, those who could carry out looting without any psychological burden had to be excluded by half. Therefore, there were really not many cooperators who could receive the post.

The two parted ways here, Flying Dragon returned north, and Liu Xiaolou continued south.

After walking for half a day, the road south suddenly became familiar. This was the same road he took to Luo Fushan back then. Recalling the past, he felt many emotions.

He circled half of Luo Fushan, went around to the floating mountain in the south, looked at the peaks of the floating mountain and thought for a while, continued south, and after inquiring all the way, arrived at Fengshanwa.

The Luo Fushan market was located in Fengshanwa.

As a market run by one of the top ten sects in the world, it was naturally not small. It was temporarily impossible to see how much smaller it was than the Chicheng Mountain market, which was known as the largest market in the world, but this posture of not seeing the end at a glance was obviously far beyond the Tianmu Mountain market and the Yueyang market.

Liu Xiaolou walked in it, and the more he walked, the more he liked it, because he found that this Luo Fushan market had a very prominent feature, which was that there were particularly many small vendors without storefronts, lined up along the street, countless.

Although it looked very messy and miscellaneous, it was very convenient for loose cultivators. No matter who came here, they could choose an empty space to set up a stall, and after selling things, they would turn around and become guests again.

He shopped for three consecutive days and never found any selling cultivation techniques and scriptures. It seemed that like elsewhere, regarding things like cultivation techniques, one still had to look for them in the dark market.

According to the method he inquired from Qingzhu, Liu Xiaolou came to a tea stall at the east end of the market, spent fifty taels of silver to buy a bag of top-grade Luo Fu Spring Tea, and obtained the qualification to enter the dark market.

Leaving the market, he circled a large bend around the mountain to the northwest, entered a deep valley, and came to a pool of water. The stone tablet standing by the pool had the words "Xuanbi" on it.

The side of Xuanbi Pool was empty, with few people, only a few mountain people sitting by the pool fishing.

Liu Xiaolou leaned over to open the tea bag and borrowed water from them to boil tea. Before the water boiled, he put on the straw raincoat handed over by the mountain people and put on a wooden mask. Under the guidance of the mountain people, he leaped into the water pool.

This leap immediately splashed a splash of water. Liu Xiaolou only felt his body sink rapidly in the water pool, but because the straw raincoat he wore had a waterproof effect, his body was not wet at all.

In about one or two breaths, he suddenly wore out of the water pool and appeared on a stone platform. The stone platform had no eaves, protected by white jade railings on three sides, and one side opened to the downward Han white jade stone steps. After turning three times, he turned to a deep valley below.

That deep valley was covered by dense trees and could not be seen clearly, but someone had already slipped out of the valley and was climbing up step by step.

Looking up, he saw that three zhang above his head was a pool of dark green water waves, covering half of the sky. From time to time, ripples appeared in this water wave.

Looking around, the person who climbed the steps just now had already reached the stone platform and was standing beside Liu Xiaolou. He was also wearing a straw raincoat and a mask, unable to see his true face. Their eyes met, and after a slight touch, the other party leaped upward. When he leaped to more than three zhang high, he was attracted by the ripples of the pool water above and threw himself directly into it.

Was this considered going out?

Liu Xiaolou had visited so many dark markets, and this was the most unexpected one. The methods of the Luo Fu Sect were truly mysterious!

Walking down the steps, he walked slowly into the deep valley. The top was covered by dense branches and leaves, appearing very dark. Behind some thick old trees or messy rocks and soil slopes, cultivators dressed the same as Liu Xiaolou were hiding among them. Some were whispering to each other, some were looking around, some were sitting with their eyes closed, some were arguing fiercely...

Except for the difference in scale, most of the dark markets in the world were like this. There were no fewer cultivators here than in the Chicheng Mountain dark market. What was missing, perhaps, was that there was no classification like the Chicheng Mountain dark market. Whether it was artifacts, cultivation techniques, spirit elixirs, spirit materials, arrays, etc., they were all mixed together, and one had to ask one by one. ===== CHAPTER 317 =====