Chapter 11, (air enthalpy)

Legend has it that the strongest people who stand at the peak of the race can move mountains and seas, build shoulders on the shoulders, call the wind and rain, and a sword thousands of miles away, they can repel millions of troops, as the gods are high, and the lower-ranking warriors are also practicing. Xuan Gong, master the mysterious power, and has the terrible power of supernatural.
It’s just that Ding Hao, who has a low status and is dull. He knows too little about the knowledge of cultivation. He only vaguely remembers that the military is from low to high, and is divided into the martial arts, the warrior, the martial arts, and the great martial arts. Then there is the innate Wu Zong, as for the innate up, the memory is a blank.
In general, the first step in cultivation is to exercise to the extreme.
Strong to the peak level, you can cultivate Xuan Gong qi, and stimulate a "Xuanqi seed" in Dantian, which produces an invisible sacred gas in the body, and then impacts the meridians with mysterious power, concise the acupoints.
Unfortunately, Ding Hao does not have Xuan Gong cheats, do not know how to stimulate [Xuanqi seeds].
This is the biggest problem before his eyes.
Fortunately, he has found a solution.
......
One day passed quickly.
When Ding Hao swung his sword at the edge of the sword pool, the distant sunset was already close to the horizon.
Ding Hao seems to have nothing happened. He went back down the mountain road and asked Jianzong - of course, the beautiful and quiet environment of Qianshan was not his own.
After coming to the slums, he was not eager to go home. Instead, he placed a rag cloak that had already been prepared on his body, covering his face, and he walked toward a specific area deep in the slum.
The roadside figures are gradually scarce.
The strange rocks on both sides are very quiet.
Occasionally, you can hear the footsteps, and the people who come and go are also covering their original appearance.
At this time, the sun finally disappeared into the mountains, and the surroundings were completely dark.
Ding Hao followed the path, turned around, and bypassed several towering pinnacles, and came to a relatively empty lawn.
The lawn is surrounded by rocky peaks, and the pines are hung on the stone walls. The flames burst into flames, bringing a touch of light to this strange place. Many people are setting up stalls, and many people are picking up in front of the stalls. Pick and choose, the bargaining sounds come and go, like the vegetable market.
In fact, this is indeed a market.
A underground black market in a slum.
Here you can find most of what you need, including weapons, elixir, and all kinds of mystery.
Of course, most of the grades are extremely low, and there are many fakes. Occasionally, some rare things that are buried will also appear. It depends on whether your eyes are sinister and old, and you can pick up the baby from a pile of waste products.
Without strength, it is best to come to such a place to do business.
Because there are no rules here, just use your fist and strength to speak.
If you are not good enough and you have been robbed of something, you can only admit that you are unlucky. Don't expect someone to look for you.
The size of this black market is not large.
What is here is the cattle that have no strength. Ghosts, snakes, gods, and powerful fighters will not condescend here.
Ding Hao found a land without a master, took out a clean cotton cloth from his arms, spread it out and placed it on the ground, and then placed a third-order elixir [Dragon Heart Xuancao] on it, indicating that he would sell the spirit. grass.
[Dragon Heart Xuancao] is a third-order elixir. In such a black market, it is relatively rare. It flashes red-red halo in the night, and it quickly attracts some people's attention.
"Hey? Someone actually took [Dragon Heart Xuancao] for sale? This third-order elixir is a good herb for nourishing and strengthening. It has not appeared in the black market for a long time. Generally, the grasses are there. The price is no market, it is very rare, even sold out, is he stupid?"
"There is only one, hey, is it estimated to be picked from inadvertently? Want to sell and make a fortune?"
"Maybe it's a guy who doesn't have the strength but walks the dog, but dare to come to the black market, not afraid to be robbed?"
This is a naked place, the voice of the speaker is not small, and there is no intention to cover up. Some greedy eyes are on the "Dragon Heart", which is flashing red and white, ready to test Ding Hao's strength.
Someone will soon be unable to bear it.
"Kid, how are you going to sell?"
A man with a height of more than two meters and a huge man came to the stall. He had a long, messy hair, his face flickered, his eyes flashing with such a radiant glow, and he did not hide his true face, apparently for his own strength. Very confident.
"One thousand two silver." Ding Hao quietly.
"One thousand two? A rotten grass value of one thousand two, the uncle gives you thirty-two, it is cheaper you..." Dahan said, throwing a piece of broken silver less than five or two, the big fan-like hand is moving toward [Dragon Heart Xuancao] Grab it.
call out--!
A red man swelled from the hands of Ding Hao and passed away.
When Han Hanton changed his face, it was like a thunder, petrified, and the hand that sticked out was solidified in the same place. It was less than a centimeter away from the dragon heart, but he never dared to stretch forward.
A drop of cold sweat was difficult to contain and fell from his forehead.
There is a cold wind blowing through it.
The chaotic hair of the top of the big man, hula la scatters, revealing a bare head.
Concerned about the crowd here, can not help but burst into the air.
Anyone who knows the goods can see that the strong man is in the moment of the lightning fire, and Ding Hao’s stunned sword is all cut off. The speed of the sword is so fast, but there is no slight injury to the scalp... The sword method is terrible.
Everyone was shocked by the swordsmanship that Ding Hao showed.
Those greedy eyes were also hurry to hide.
Although a dragon heart is precious, it is not worthy of their adventure to recruit a mysterious swordsman with amazing swordsmanship.
"Hold your silver, roll!" Ding Hao sat on the lawn with his knees crossed, his rusted sword on his knees, cold and cold.
"Yes, yes, the heroes forgive sins, the villain has no eyes..." The strong man continually took up the ruin, took up his own broken silver, and left without awkwardness.
People around you have become accustomed to such a scene, and it is not a difference, it is still a voice.
[Dragon Heart Xuancao] is of great value and is the best choice for many low-level warriors. So soon someone will come to the inquiry, Ding Hao will insist that one thousand two silver is not loose, this is also a reasonable price, only about half At an hour, it is easy to shoot, and the silver of one thousand two white flowers is at hand.
Careful calculations, plus the silver and gold leaves that were searched from Zhao Xingcheng and Song Jiannan, etc., are folded down. Today, Ding Hao’s body has more than 1,600 silver.
If it is placed before, it is definitely a huge sum, but now...
Ding Hao took the stall and wandered around the other booths, and soon found that this silver was really not much.
Ten minutes later, Ding Hao stopped in front of a stall selling low-level Xuan Gong cheats. A low-level manuscript manuscript called "Bleeding" was attracted to his attention.
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