Chapter Eight Hundred and Seventy Fifth Strange Coffin Seller

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Magic City, morning.

At the black market boxing venue, there was a lot of traffic at the entrance, countless luxury cars filled the parking lot, and the princes and princesses of the major forces could be seen everywhere.

The venue has been completely opened, and countless monks rushed to the trading area. Many monks who were well prepared for this conference found their booths and exchanged the rare treasures that they had collected for a year.

Those stalls were all applied by the stragglers to the Chen family in advance, and they had to pay a certain rent, and the prices of different stalls were different.

In addition to the auction and the black boxing competition held by the Chen family, this trading area is also the most attractive place.

Whether it's a loose cultivator or a prince and a princess from the major forces, they will basically come to the trading area to stroll around, hoping to find their favorite treasures.

After all, a year is enough for the loose cultivators to find all kinds of rare treasures from the major forbidden places or large tombs, and even treasures coveted by the major forces.

Every year, many treasures emerge from this trading area and are scrambled by the princes and princesses of the major forces.

"As expected of the well-known black market boxing club in China, it's really lively!" Zhang Ziling came to the entrance of the black market boxing club again, and sighed as he looked at the busy traffic ahead.

There were already quite a few monks in the Black Market Boxing Club yesterday, and today they have increased by more than ten times. The huge venue seems to be a bit crowded from now on.

Although the scale of this venue is huge, the screening is very strict. There is a device at the entrance to detect spiritual power and supernatural power. Ordinary people without spiritual power or supernatural power cannot enter at all.

Therefore, although the venue seems to be very crowded and crowded, many ordinary people in the magic capital have noticed this huge event, but no ordinary person can get in.

After all, the cultivation world can't be discovered by ordinary people. If the Chen family can't even do the most basic thing, I am afraid that the dragon department will not be able to let the Chen family hold this black market boxing meeting.

Many forces are coveting the qualification to hold a black market boxing club, and the benefits are too huge.

However, because the Chen family had already made a good reputation, other forces tried to hold it, but they all failed because the influence was not as large as the Chen family, and there was no loose cultivator willing to go. Over time, the Chen family has also become the only organizer of the black market boxing club, and other forces can only choose to cooperate with the Chen family if they want to get a piece of the pie.

The Dragon Department is equivalent to the government of the Chinese cultivation world.

Its own strength is also extremely powerful, and naturally there is no force in China that dares to openly oppose the Dragon Department.

Perhaps some small actions may be made in the dark, and even the Chen family has caught a lot of ordinary people to trade with the Shadow Gate, but for such things that can be seen on the bright side, the Chen family does not dare to openly defy the bottom line and let them practice. The world is exposed to the sight of ordinary people.

After all, if they are targeted by the Dragon Department, I am afraid that the Chen family will completely lose the qualification to hold the Black Market Boxing Club.

Zhang Ziling easily passed the detection device, and followed the crowd quickly into the venue.

Although the venue is huge, the huge flow of people still makes the whole venue seem crowded.

"Xingyu and the others haven't come yet?" Zhang Ziling's spirit swept the venue, but did not find Xingyu and Chen Caiwei.

"Forget it, let's go shopping for a while." Zhang Ziling set his eyes on the trading area, wanting to go over there to find treasures.

Although Zhang Ziling also knew that there was basically no chance of what he wanted in this kind of place, but now he was idle, so it was good to have a look.

Zhang Ziling gave Chen Caiwei a day, I believe that Chen Caiwei should have also found the person Zhang Ziling wanted. Now Zhang Ziling only needs to wait for Chen Caiwei to come over and ask.

Perhaps in these two days, Zhang Ziling could figure out Ziyou's purpose, and then take away the Chen family.

The Soul Eater Demon Sword had already appeared within a thousand miles, and Zhang Ziling could sense it.

Although the Soul Eater Sword concealed Ziyou's trace, he wiped away his breath by the way, so that Zhang Ziling could not find the exact location of the Soul Eater Sword. However, with Zhang Ziling's current divine soul strength, he could also forcefully feel the breath of the Soul Devouring Devil Sword without hurting Ziyou.

Sensing the Soul Eater Sword, Zhang Ziling was even more certain that Ziyou would definitely come to this venue. In order not to disturb Ziyou's plan, Zhang Ziling had to restrain himself and try not to trouble the Chen family.

After all, he had already humiliated Chen Yu yesterday, Zhang Ziling didn't believe that Chen Yu was the kind of person who could swallow that breath.

When Chen Yu left yesterday, Zhang Ziling could clearly feel the resentment in Chen Yu's heart, and he would come over sooner or later.

Soon, Zhang Ziling came to the trading area of ​​the venue. This is a wide square. Many monks have found the booths allocated to them by the Chen family, and displayed the treasures they collected to trade with other monks.

Most of the treasures in this venue are not bought for money, but are bartered.

For monks, if they do not pursue the material enjoyment of the ordinary world, money is of no use to them at all, and is completely a piece of waste paper. Moreover, the spiritual power of the world today is thin, and the major mountain ranges basically no longer produce spiritual stones, and there are only a few scattered pieces, which are simply not enough to assume the role of trading currency.

Most of today's spirit stones are controlled by major forces and are only used for cultivation.

Therefore, in today's cultivation world, it is basically the most primitive way of trading, bartering and exchanging according to the value of items, and there is no mature currency system at all.

Zhang Ziling was hanging out in this lively trading area, where many monks had already quarreled over bargaining or fighting over a treasure.

But they didn't do anything, just verbally quarrel. After all, the Chen family is still very powerful, and no one dares to make trouble here.

As Zhang Ziling had expected, the treasures brought out by the scattered cultivators in this trading area... In Zhang Ziling's view, they were basically garbage and completely useless.

"Huh? That's..."

Just as Zhang Ziling was wandering around, he was suddenly attracted by someone in an inconspicuous corner, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The man was wrapped in a black robe, sitting casually on a piece of linen, leaning against the wall, next to a broken bronze sarcophagus, and some ancient gadgets in front of him, which looked old.

Perhaps because of the coffin, many monks felt unlucky, but not many people went there.

The coffin looks very luxurious, it should be the coffin of an ancient royal family, but I can't feel any spiritual power fluctuations from it. Maybe this coffin will cause a big uproar in the world of ordinary people, but it is not very conspicuous in the cultivation world.

Which loose cultivator hasn't robbed the tombs of several princes? These coffins are no surprise for a long time. There is only a skeleton and some antiques in the coffin. Those things are of no use to the monks, and they are not as real as elixir.

Perhaps some coffins were buried with magical instruments, but no monk would believe that the coffins placed in this venue would contain magical instruments.

The seller didn't let the monk open the coffin at all, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation in the coffin. Naturally, no monk was willing to take advantage of it and spend a lot of money to buy a dead coffin.

Of course, some gadgets placed in front of the monk were exchanged from time to time by the monks, so there were also scattered monks in the corner, but compared with the lively scene around them, it seemed a little deserted.

Although the coffin is very eye-catching, no cultivator is willing to take advantage of it to exchange.

No one is willing to buy a useless corpse back, not even the corpse hunters in the Southern Border would buy a corpse in such a place.

However, the man in the black robe was not worried that his things could not be sold. He had always been indifferent, ignoring the monks who were bargaining. Exchange, don't speak at all.

Zhang Ziling looked at the coffin, a red light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"It's interesting...I didn't expect to see it here."

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