Xiahou Aotian took off his backpack, took out four stacks of banknotes, and placed them on the cash register.

Black market transactions are all in cash, and he knows this common sense.

If the cash is not enough, you can use props as collateral, cash out from the black market owner, and pay back the money within the specified time limit.

After paying the cash, Xiahou Aotian turned around and left.

"Wait!" Lian Sanyue suddenly stopped, and said with a smile, "Here you are, don't you know the black market of Wanbaowu?"

No money, no desire to see. Xiahou Aotian was about to refuse, but Lian Sanyue's words attracted his interest.

"Although there are not many good things in the black market, sometimes you can miss them."

Hearing these words, Xiahou Aotian's DNA was moved, and he thought, isn't it the protagonist's exclusive scene?

Immediately changed his mind, "Yes!"

"To enter the black market, you need a hand card, one hundred thousand yuan." Lian Sanyue spread out his palm, and there was a long black lacquered wooden sign with the words "Cai Yuan Guang Jin" written on the front.

One hundred thousand? Why don't you grab it! Xiahou Aotian cursed in his heart.

After paying the hand card fee, he entered the Wanbaowu black market and saw the bustling scene.

"It's pretty big."

Xiahou Aotian wandered the black market full of ambitions. As a scholar with rich knowledge and a grandfather ring by his side, he was confident that he could pick up leaks in the black market.

Half an hour later, Xiahou Aotian stood in the black market with a dazed expression.

It's all fake here?

It's not that there are no props and materials, but those are clearly marked with prices. There is no such thing as props and materials, but they are mistaken for worthless waste.

In short, the props and materials here are very expensive, and the waste is also very expensive, there is no possibility of picking up leaks.

"Obviously there is something wrong with this place, not me. My chance is not here." Xiahou Aotian was annoyed that the 100,000 yuan was wasted, and planned to leave.

At this time, Lian Sanyue's voice came from the side:

"Didn't buy the item you want? Are you interested in experiencing the feeling of refining?"

Xiahou Aotian, who is an alchemist, heard that his DNA moved again, and asked, "How do you say it?"

Lian Sanyue's waist is full of twists and turns: "Come with me."

With curiosity and doubts, Xiahou Aotian followed her out of the black market, through the dueling arena, and arrived outside a room.

Lian Sanyue unscrewed the door, waved back the two guards inside, pouted towards the three-legged cauldron, and said with a smile:

"It is the greatest refiner in the world, you can touch it and check its attributes."

Xiahou Aotian stepped forward, stretched out his palm curiously, and pressed it against the furnace body. After a few seconds, he showed a shocked look:

"Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a regular item?"

In addition, he felt that this stove looked familiar, and after a brief memory, he remembered that there was a similar stove on the Wahuang picture scroll enshrined in the treasure house of the underground palace.

At this time, he sensed a strong mental fluctuation coming from the ring. JrNovels.com