Chapter: 6744
"The person in charge told me that you have the lotus root of the colorful god that I need! If you give me the lotus root of the colorful god, this ancient stone of Moyuan will be yours!"
As the black-robed man spoke, he took out an irregular stone that was as black as ink from his arms.
This stone is half the size of a palm, with irregular sharp edges on the surface, and densely packed magical runes engraved on the surface of the stone.
As soon as this stone appeared, Zhuo Wen immediately discovered that the Promise Magic Tome in the big world had changed.
Sure enough, his guess was right, the ancient stone of Moyuan was indeed of great help to the cultivation of the Promise Spell, otherwise, the Promise Spell would not be so excited.
Zhuo Wen took out the colorful lotus root and handed it to the middle-aged man.
After the middle-aged man took the lotus root of the colorful god and the ancient stone of Moyuan, he carefully appraised it and found no problem, so he exchanged the two items and handed them to Zhuo Wen and the man in black robe respectively.
After careful observation, the black-robed man nodded slightly, and put away the colorful lotus root.
"I still have some things to do, so I will take my leave first!"
After the man in black robe finished speaking, he hurriedly left here.
And Zhuo Wen also left the box after paying the corresponding handling fee.
In the hall, Zhuo Wen saw the back of the black-robed man leaving in a hurry, and his eyes were full of thought.
The black-robed man gave him a strange sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember who he was, which meant that he was not familiar with this person, maybe only once.
But Zhuo Wen kept an eye out, so after handing over the lotus root of the colorful god, he quietly left a faint mark in the lotus root of the colorful god.
After he traded the Godship ticket in the black tower, he planned to find out the real identity of this person.
Zhuo Wen's intuition has become more and more accurate since he practiced the "Imperial Hongmeng Jue".
After a short contact with the man in black, his intuition not only gave him a strange sense of familiarity, but also gave him a hint of crisis.
This shows that this man in black robe is a threat to him, and he is not a kind person, so he has to be cautious.
Next, Zhuo Wen continued to browse in the black tower, and finally saw the sale of the Shenship ticket on the eighth floor.
There are three tickets for sale on the eighth floor, each ticket is bid in the form of auction, and the one with the highest price wins.
With Zhuo Wen's current worth, he is really not at all cowardly in fighting for money.
Therefore, during the bidding process, Zhuo Wen finally auctioned off one of the tickets to the Void Yan Realm at an extremely high price.
"The departure date of this ticket is 20 days later. It seems that we will have to wait until 20 days before we can take the divine ship to the Xuyan Realm!"
Zhuo Wen looked at the departure date on the ticket and felt a little disappointed.
Twenty days is still a bit long for him, but there is nothing he can do about it. After all, in order to avoid revealing his identity, he can only buy the ferry ticket in the black market, and he dare not go to the official channel to buy it.
Next, Zhuo Wen joined Duan Zhipeng and Shan Lingyun, and the two also traded what they needed in the black tower, with excitement on their faces.
In the end, Zhuowen decided to live in the Black City for a period of time until the divine ship departs...
After leaving the Black Tower, Zhuo Wen found a relatively cost-effective inn nearby, and opened a room for 20 days at once.
Duan Zhipeng and Shan Lingyun still returned to his big world. As for Yanmeng, Zhuo Wen opened an ordinary room for her alone.
After returning to the room, Zhuo Wen raised his eyebrows if he felt something.
He found that his little hands and feet in the colorful lotus root were triggered.
What he planted in the lotus root of the colorful god is a kind of imperceptible micro-monitoring restriction, which will only be activated quietly when the lotus root of the colorful god is being refined.
Now, the micro-monitoring restriction has been activated. Obviously, the owner of the Moyuan ancient stone can't wait to refine the lotus root of the colorful god.
I saw that the scene in front of him gradually changed, and soon the surrounding rooms became different.
What appeared in front of him was also a room, which was much more luxurious than Zhuowen's.
In the center of the room, sitting cross-legged, was a middle-aged man with a sullen expression. Judging from his size, this man was exactly the man in black robe that Zhuowen had traded with in the Black Tower.
However, when Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the middle-aged man's face, he couldn't help but froze.
"I didn't expect it to be him. No wonder I felt very familiar when I traded with him!"
Zhuo Wen muttered to himself, he had indeed met the black-robed man before, and it was only a one-off encounter.
Because, the real face of the man in black robe turned out to be Fei Pengze. JrNovels.com