Chapter 875: Strange coffin seller

Magic capital, early morning.
The black market boxing meeting venue, the entrance is full of traffic, countless luxury cars fill the parking lot, and the princesses of all major forces can be seen everywhere.
The venues and venues have been completely opened, and countless monks flocked to the trading area. Many monks who were well prepared for this conference found their booths and exchanged the precious treasures they had collected for a year.
Those booths were all applied by the casual repairers to the Chen family in advance, and they had to pay a certain rent, and the prices of different booths were different.
In addition to the auction and black boxing held by the Chen family, this trading area is also the most attractive place.
Regardless of whether it is a casual repair or the young masters and princesses of the major forces, they will basically come to the trading area to stroll around, hoping to find their favorite treasures.
After all, one year is enough time for casual practitioners to find all kinds of rare treasures from the forbidden places or large tombs, and even treasures that even big forces covet.
Every year, many treasures emerge from this trading zone and are scrambled by the princesses of the major forces.
"It's worthy of the famous black market boxing club in China. It is really lively!" Zhang Ziling once again came to the entrance of the black market boxing club venue, and he couldn't help but sigh as he watched the busy traffic ahead.
Yesterday, there were already a lot of monks in the black market boxing club, and today it has increased more than tenfold. From now on, the huge venue has become a bit crowded.
Although this venue is huge, it can be screened very tightly. There are devices at the entrance to detect spiritual power and abilities, and ordinary people without spiritual power or abilities can't get in at all.
Therefore, although the venue seemed very lively and crowded, many ordinary people in the capital had noticed this huge event, but no ordinary person could get in.
After all, the cultivation world cannot be discovered by ordinary people. If the Chen family can't even do the most basic point, it is probably impossible for the Dragon Bu to let the Chen family hold this black market boxing meeting.
Many forces are coveting the qualifications to hold the black market boxing club, and the benefits in this are too great.
However, because the Chen family had already made a word of mouth, other forces tried to organize it, but they all failed because the influence was not as big as the Chen family, and there was no casual cultivation willing to pass. Over time, the Chen Family has also become the sole organizer of the Black Market Boxing Club, and other forces who want to get a share can only choose to cooperate with the Chen Family.
The Dragon Ministry is equivalent to the government of the Chinese Cultivation Circle, and it is also extremely powerful. Naturally, no forces in China dare to openly confront the Dragon Ministry.
Maybe they might do some small actions in the dark. Even the Chen family caught a lot of ordinary people and used them to trade with the Shadow Gate, but for this kind of thing that can be seen on the bright side, the Chen family still dare not openly defy the bottom line and let the practice The world was exposed to the sight of ordinary people.
After all, if the Dragon Bu is staring at them, 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 quickly walked into the venue following the flow of people.
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 scanned the venue, but did not find Xingyu and Chen Caiwei.
"Fine, let's go shopping for a while." Zhang Ziling set his gaze on the trading area, wanting to go shopping for treasures.
Although Zhang Ziling also knew that there was basically no possibility of what he wanted in such a place, he was still idle now.
Zhang Ziling gave Chen Caiwei a day. I believe Chen Caiwei should have found the person Zhang Ziling wanted. Now Zhang Ziling only needs to wait for Chen Caiwei to come and ask.
Perhaps in just these two days, Zhang Ziling could figure out Zi You's purpose, and then take away the Chen family.
The Soul Eater Demon Sword had appeared within a thousand miles, and Zhang Ziling could sense it.
Although the Soul Eater Demon Sword concealed Zi You's trace, he erased his breath by the way, so that Zhang Ziling could not find the exact location of the Soul Eater Demon Sword. However, with Zhang Ziling's current spirit strength, he could also forcefully feel the breath of the Soul Eater Demon Sword without hurting Zi You.
Sensing the Soul Eater Sword, Zhang Ziling was also more certain that Zi You would definitely be here. In order not to disturb Ziyou's plan, Zhang Ziling had to restrain herself and try not to trouble the Chen family.
After all, I humiliated Chenyu yesterday, and Zhang Ziling didn't believe that Chenyu was the kind of person who could swallow that breath.
When Chenyu left yesterday, Zhang Ziling could clearly feel the resentment in Chenyu's heart, and he would find him sooner or later.
Soon, Zhang Ziling came to the trading area of ​​the venue. This was a wide square. Many monks had found the booths allocated to them by the Chen family and set up the treasures they collected to trade with other monks.
Most of the treasures in this venue are not bought for money, they are all bartered.
For monks, if they don't pursue the material enjoyment of ordinary people, money is of no use to them at all, it is 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 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 things, according to the value of the goods, there is no mature currency system at all.
Zhang Ziling was wandering in this lively trading area, and there were already many monks arguing because of bargaining or fighting for a treasure.
But they didn't do anything, just verbal arguments. After all, the Chen family is still very powerful, and no one dares to make trouble here.
As Zhang Ziling expected, the treasures taken out by casual repairs in this trading area...In Zhang Ziling's view, they are basically garbage and useless at all.
"Huh? That's..."
When Zhang Ziling was wandering, he was suddenly attracted by people in an inconspicuous corner, his eyes narrowed slightly.
The man was wrapped in a black robe and sat casually on a piece of burlap, leaning against the wall, with a broken bronze sarcophagus next to him, and some ancient gadgets in front of him, which seemed to have a long history.
Perhaps because of the coffin, many monks felt unlucky, but not many people passed by.
The coffin looked very luxurious, it should be the coffin of the ancient royal family, but there was no spiritual fluctuation in it. Perhaps this coffin would cause an uproar in the world of ordinary people, but it is not very noticeable in the practice world.
Which casual repairman has not stolen the tombs of several princes? These coffins have long been strange. There is only a skeleton and some antiques in the coffin. Those things are of no use to the monks at all, and they are not as good as the 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 wouldn't let the monk open the coffin at all, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation in the coffin. Naturally, no monk would be willing to be taken advantage of and spend a lot of money to buy a dead man's coffin.
Of course, some of the gadgets placed in front of the monk were exchanged from time to time by the monks, so there were also sporadic monks in the corner, which just looked a little deserted in comparison with the lively scenes around them.
Although the coffin is very eye-catching, no monk is willing to be taken advantage of.
No one wants to buy a useless corpse to go back. Even the corpse chaser in southern Xinjiang would not buy a corpse in such a place.
However, the person in the black robe was not worried that his things could not be sold, and he was always indifferent. He ignored the monks who bargained at all. Everything was clearly marked, and he could only use elixirs or elixir. Exchange, not talking at all.
Zhang Ziling looked at the coffin, a red light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"It's interesting... I didn't expect to see it here."