After seeing the temporary stalls, Wang Le walked straight over and then walked around and wandered around.

The purpose is nothing more than to look at the strange things in order to further familiarize yourself with the cultivation resources of the Middle Earth.

As for finding bargains, Mr. Wang, who was originally a half-baked, didn't have this luxury.

What's more, with his ability to transform into a god, he really doesn't like this liquid black market.

Although I am not familiar with many things on the stall, I still have the minimum vision and judgment.

While wandering around, Wang Le knew that the good things here were really limited.

At least for a powerful god-transforming man like him, the magic weapons, magic weapons, elixirs and other magic weapons here are really worthless.

But this does not mean that others are not interested. Many monks are bargaining in front of the temporary stalls.

From time to time, Wang Le could still feel strange spiritual senses sweeping through him.

After discovering that he was just a Qi Refining Cultivator, he was no longer interested.

To be more precise, Wang Le's strength is too weak and it is not considered dangerous at all, so he is naturally ignored.

For Wang Le, he wished everyone would ignore his existence.

Just as Wang Le swept these temporary stalls and was about to leave, he suddenly swept the things on the stall next to him from the corner of his eyes, and then he couldn't help but pause, and then walked to the side and squatted down.

I saw a piece of gray cloth spread on the ground, with a stone the size of a football on it, and a broken bell covered with patina and a broken bell that had been opened.

The reason why this stall attracted Wang Le's attention was that he subconsciously used the Delusion-breaking Dharma Eye and wanted to see through what was inside the stone.

The result was a return of nothing.

Since his debut, the ability to break the false Dharma Eye and see through the supernatural power has been frustrated. It has been found in the Mahayana Cave space not long ago.

But what Wang Le didn't expect was that a stone that looked very ordinary could not see through his delusion-breaking Dharma Eye.

This is really strange, and curiosity is naturally aroused.

As for the broken bell with a gap, Wang Le could feel the faint fluctuations of spiritual power emitting on it. It was obviously a magic weapon, and it was full of the ever-changing sense of time.

"Exchange one Life Pill."

Wang Le, who was squatting down, glanced at the trading items written on the gray cloth by the stall owner, and asked, "I want to exchange them for the life span of the two things?"

Although the white-haired old man sitting cross-legged in front of the stall was under a black robe and mask, he was seen through by Wang Le at a glance.

At this time, the white-haired old man opened his turbid eyes and looked at Wang Le, and said coldly: "Do you want to change your love?"

"Uh!" Wang Le's mouth twitched under the mask, and it turned out that he was still a bad old man with a bad temper.

But this old man also has the capital to be arrogant.

Although the old man deliberately hid his cultivation, what a person Wang Le is, he can clearly feel the other party's converging Nascent Soul aura.

At least in this mobile black market, the Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse is undoubtedly a terrifying existence that cannot be afforded.

And Wang Le is now just a qi cultivation cultivator.

"Cough cough!" Wang Leqing cleared his throat and ignored the extremely cold attitude of the white-haired old man, and laughed: "I won't talk about this broken stone. I dare to take out a magic weapon that has been broken and exchanged for the Life Pill. It's too ridiculous. Of course, the seniors are all fools!"

The white-haired old man frowned slightly, and his eyes flashed with a strange color. Then he looked at Wang Le quietly and asked, "Do you have a longevity pill?"

Wang Le smiled unanimously and replied lightly: "There is no Shouyuan Pill, but I still have something to increase Shouyuan."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le felt that the other party instantly released the Nascent Soul consciousness and enveloped him, trying to find out the details.

But in a blink of an eye, he was blocked by the ghost mask that Wang Le was wearing.

"I don't believe that a small Qi-refining cultivator will have good things to increase your life span, unless you hide your cultivation."

The white-haired old man said slowly with a calm expression.

Wang Le smiled but said nothing and did not answer.

At this time, the white-haired old man was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly said to Wang Le: "Don't underestimate these two things in front of me."

"Because they were all excavated by me from a monument that was ten thousand years ago."

"Ancient Temple?" Wang Le showed a look of suspicion on his face, but he immediately believed the other party.

Because even my own eyes on the delusion cannot see through this stone, the origin of it is naturally not simple, otherwise it will be impossible to explain the strangeness.

"Senior's sayings are not fooling me, right?" Wang Le questioned disbelief.

I saw the white-haired old man humming, and said unhappy: "Believe it or not."

Then the old white-haired man changed his mind and said, "But believe it or not, these two things are enough to exchange for a life span."

Wang Leyu laughed disdainfully and said, "But I can't change the good thing that can increase my life span in my hands."

"Oh?" The white-haired old man's turbid eyes lit up immediately. He looked at Wang Le deeply and questioned: "You are not a fool, are you?"

Wang Le slipped his lips and replied disapprovingly: "There is no need for this."

Just as the old and the young were testing each other, a hoarse voice rang out next to him, saying, "I want this thing, but I don't have it. I can exchange it with you with the Posatu Pill, which increases the probability of the Nascent Soul being promoted to the two levels of the Divine Transformation Realm."

Obviously, the old man's hidden Nascent Soul Realm cultivation level was seen through.

The white-haired old man and Wang Le looked up at each other.

I saw the person who was talking wearing a white robe. Although he didn't wear any cover like others, at first glance, the guy's face was blurred, as if it was blocked by a ball of invisible and intangible energy.

If it were someone else, it would be difficult to see through this guy's true face, but it should not be too easy for Wang Le.

Even if the energy is blurred or strong, it cannot stop this guy's big freckled face from the perspective of the Breaking Demonic Eye.

"Transforming God." Wang Le said in his heart, but he did not feel any surprise.

Since my God Transformation has come, there is nothing strange about one more or more.

"Although the Poisonous Pill is a good thing, I'm sorry, I only want the Born Pill."

The white-haired old man refused without any hesitation.

The god-transforming monk hummed and said, "Although this stone from the old Qinglin pit is hard to come by, you have to be lucky. God knows what is hidden in this stone, maybe it is a holy gold ore that is rare in ancient and modern times, or it may be a worthless slag."
Chapter completed!