The soil has become refined [Sword Three]

The so-called black market actually has another more formal name, the underground trading market.

Everything is sold here, whether it is the seller or the buyer, they are all dressed in black, and the cloak with the hood covers most of the face, and some people even wear a mask under the hood to completely cover their own face. appearance.

It was not easy to inquire about this underground trading place. It took Xie Qianjun nearly a month of time before he finally heard some clues in a remote shop.

It was a coincidence that when he and Ah Rang were talking with the shopkeeper, a very tightly packed person just walked in.

Wearing black clothes and hats, his appearance was completely hidden in the shadows, and he could only be seen as a man of strong stature.

The man was also a little surprised when he saw Xie Qianjun and A Rang, as if wondering how they found this small shop in a corner.But he didn't pay much attention to it, and after a little nodding with the shopkeeper, he disappeared into the backyard.

Xie Qianjun gave the owner a meaningful look.

The owner smiled back, "Guest, are you interested in other places?"

"nature."

After chatting with the owner of the store for a while, Xie Qianjun finally bought an entry and exit token at a high price, and also understood the rules of the underground trading field, and there were no rules.

The underground trading field only provides a place where you can trade, but if you buy fake goods or are deceived by others, you can only admit that you are unlucky.

If there is a conflict with others, don't expect anyone to help you. Those who can go there to exchange, many of them are black-and-white transactions. If you see a competition, you may not stop it, and maybe you will wait for both sides to suffer.

It is also because of this that, unless the mortal enemy is recognized in the underground trading field, otherwise, few people will conflict here, maintaining a strange balance.

***

Although he found out the exact location, Xie Qianjun didn't go immediately, but was going to sort out the things on his body that could be exchanged.

The things in his backpack can be said to be a mess, horse grass, five element stones, pendants, snacks, pills, formulas, books...

After cleaning up, he fed all kinds of snacks to A Rang. Seeing A Rang's bulging cheeks and shining eyes, Xie Qianjun decided to practice more cooking skills in the future.

Speaking of...

Looking at the formula in his hand, Xie Qianjun suddenly had a thought, if he knew the formula of various elixirs, would it mean that the Jiansan system could refine them?

Once this thought pops up, it can't be stopped, if it's really like this...

What is the principle?

Is my current body gifted?

While thinking, Xie Qianjun walked to the bronze mirror.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar self in the mirror, Xie Qianjun fell into deep thought.

The left hand subconsciously held up the sapphire flow, and the right hand pressed on the strings, and just plucked a few times at will, which was also extremely pleasant.

The one in the mirror is actually not Xie Qianjun's original appearance, but in detail, it looks like a fusion of his own appearance and the appearance of the game character.

and so……

Is the fusion of the body just the first step?

Xie Qianjun guessed in his heart, so what is the second step?

Will it be a skill?Or something else?

As far as Xie Qianjun can feel, the display function of red name, yellow name, and green name has not had as much influence on him as it did in the beginning, as if it has become his instinct.

Right now he's basically just doing a final acknowledgment by the color of the name.And many times, the result of this confirmation is the same as his instinct.

Could it be that the system will continue to integrate with itself with the frequent use of a certain function?

Just like the ten years in the Ultimate Secret Realm, in the deep darkness, the instinctive reaction to danger is

A lot of people... no, the key to biological survival.

What about now?

Xie Qianjun looked at himself in the mirror, his right hand had stopped playing the strings, he asked himself, what is the next key?

Various thoughts intertwined in Xie Qianjun's mind until...

"Brother!" Ah Rang's voice came from behind him.

Xie Qianjun turned his head and couldn't help laughing.

A Rang has already changed into a pure black dress, but the size is too big, and the sleeves and hem are all dragged to the ground.To be honest, even Xie Qianjun would look a little bigger in this set of clothes, let alone Ah Rang.

As far as the road A Rang just walked, he has stepped on the corner of his clothes several times. If the room is not very clean, there must be shoe prints everywhere on the hem of the clothes that is in contact with the ground.

Xie Qianjun was a little surprised that he didn't step on the corner of his clothes and fell, thinking that Ah Rang was about to slip into his arms again.

For some reason, a trace of... Disappointment flashed across his heart?

Putting away those thoughts in his mind, Xie Qianjun stretched out his hand, bent down slightly, and helped Ah Rang tidy up his clothes.

"It's a bit tight." A Rang wrinkled his nose.

Xie Qianjun loosened the strap in his hand, "How about this?"

"It's much better." A Rang opened his arms, "Why do you have to wear so many?"

"Disguise." Xie Qianjun put the mask on A Rang, adjusted it, and said helplessly, "If you don't want to use Rongdan, that's all you can do."

"That face-changing pill is more or less called a disfiguring pill." A Rang muttered, and then warned, "You must not eat it!"

"Yeah." Xie Qianjun responded, adjusted his hood, and pulled it down, "Can you see it?"

"Yes." Ah Rang shook his head.

After tidying up A Rang, Xie Qianjun took a few steps back, looked at it from a distance, and nodded, "Not bad."

The shoes were padded a lot, and he wore a few more clothes. Ah Rang looked much stronger.

A Rang tugged at his sleeve and complained to Xie Qianjun, "I think we need an alchemist."

Xie Qianjun was helpless, "But alchemists are hard to find."

Even if there is an alchemist who is willing to come here, it will not be a gifted person.

"If there is an accurate alchemy formula," Xie Qianjun narrowed his eyes, looking at the almost transparent game system in midair, "I can try alchemy."

If alchemy is available, then it means that the two life skills of casting and sewing can also be used.

And these two life skills are for making equipment and weapons, and corresponding to the world of cultivating immortals are various magic tools and vestments.

"Ah Rang." Xie Qianjun rubbed his head, "Why don't you make alchemy yourself?"

"I am Xi Rang, not a pill furnace." A Rang said.

Xie Qianjun: ...

Makes sense.

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