Artifact Smuggling Specialist

Zuo Lan's destination is at the junction of the Second Soul Academy in the East and the First Soul Academy in the Central Plains.

On the way here, Zuo Lan thought about it, and blocked the news posted by the anonymous person. He was really afraid that someone else would make trouble, and he really wanted to meet this mysterious guest for a while.

At this junction, there is an endless stretch of primeval forest, like a belt, falling between the east and the Central Plains.This place is naturally easy to rob, and you can't avoid it no matter what. Sometimes caravans have to take the risk of passing by here in order to hurry.

As the saying goes, wealth and wealth are sought in danger, and the time and soul crystals spent on detours may be more expensive than the cost of passing through the virgin forest. The reason why the trade in the second region of the Middle East is not very developed is probably because of the existence of the virgin forest.

As for the three major black markets in the mainland, there are the first soul institutes in the Central Plains. Soul Hospital area.If the trade between the two regions in the Middle East is developed, then the existence of a dark market is a tasteless thing, but the reality at this moment is exactly the opposite.

It's not that the tyrants in the First Soul Academy area have no plans to enter the Second Soul Academy area in the east, but even if they go there to open various semicolon branches, they can't shake the dark market's position in the Eastern District.

If there is no mystery in this, Zuo Lan would not believe it.

He was low-key on his way here, and met some interesting people along the way.There are always many people in the world who want to get something for nothing, so Zuo Lan gave them a chance.

His superficial self-cultivation is not deep, so he is easily despised by others when he walks on the road. When he encounters some bandits and robbers, he will always stare at him at the first sight. Turning over, pretending to be a poor man, and then subtly revealing that there is a chamber of commerce whose goods will pass through the grove, and the strength of the transporter is not strong. But he said he wanted to leave.

Now Zuo Lan is followed by a group of little tails, he has reached the edge of the primeval forest.The trees began to grow taller and denser. Zuo Lan had almost reached the pinnacle of soul masters now, and he was just a short distance away from the soul master.

He quietly monitored their whereabouts, intentionally controlling the distance between himself and them within a certain range, neither letting them catch up with him, not getting too close to him, nor letting himself escape from their pursuit.Zuo Lan hung on them slowly, with a smile on his lips, a straw core in his mouth, and with his hands behind his back, he walked leisurely into this virgin forest.

In fact, Zuo Lan has always been a conspiracy theorist.

He believed that the reason why the dark market survived in the Eastern District was not just because of this natural virgin forest as a barrier to prevent the infiltration of forces from the Central Plains, but also because—in this virgin forest, there was a dark market ambush.

Where do so many high-quality goods come from every auction?Zuo Lan didn't believe that formal channels could solve the problem of such a wide supply of goods, how could it be possible without looting houses?

If Zuo Lan was the boss of the dark market, and he didn't want others to invade his territory, he would rob other people's caravans when they passed through the woods, or weaken the opponent's power, and everyone would know these mysteries over time.

This is a good abacus.

It's a pity that Zuo Lan doesn't like the dark market now, and because there is a batch of goods coming from the dark market, he wants to entrap them.

He glanced back, there was no one behind him, but he could feel the aura of the people he attracted.

"The weather is fine..."

Zuo Lan hummed a tune and went in. After walking for most of the distance, he slowed down and waited for them to follow. When they almost reached their destination, Zuo Lan hid.

The surrounding trees are already tall and strong, giving people the illusion of survival in the jungle, and some places are still filled with green miasma, which looks very scary.This piece of primeval forest is also called "Ghost Forest". Someone once said it was called "Ghost Forest", but the word "forest" cannot highlight its size, so it is called "Ghost Forest".

He climbed up a tall, thousand-year-old pagoda tree, and the dense branches and leaves covered his figure. It was already the ninth day of the lunar new year, Zuo Lan hid his aura, arranged a formation around him, and moved safely Sitting in it, he dispersed his mental power, let them relax, and went to other places.

Zuo Lan was looking for the person who issued the task.

But after all, he couldn't find it. The other party must be a smart person. Zuo Lan has already accepted this task. The other party must know that someone has already arrived at this place today, at least in this area.

Far away, a caravan entered the Ghost Forest from the Central Plains. In fact, from the outside, it is no different from the most ordinary merchants. They are the most ordinary caravans. In the eyes of outsiders, as long as they enter the Ghost Forest, It must be exploited for a while, and there must be very little of the goods transported.

The leader of the caravan was an old man with rosacea named Wei Xiang.He is the elder of the dark market, he has lived for many years, and he has entered the realm of soul lord for many years, but maybe the gods have not favored him, and his strength has stayed at the position of soul lord for nearly 40 years. The situation is changing, how many people will become the new Soul Lord?Or, how many Soul Lords died?

Although he is not famous among the five emperors, eight honors, and nineteen nobles, his strength is already considered quite brilliant in the entire level of soul nobles, and he also has a quite detached position in the Dark City Presbyterian Council, but his lifespan is coming to an end , He suddenly had a feeling of lovelessness.

This time, the dark market followed the old method, letting its caravan go through Guisen, disguised, and put away some goods when they came out, so that no one would know that it was the goods that hinted at themselves.

They have arranged many "robbers" in Guisen in the dark market in order to thwart other caravans and chambers of commerce. This method has been used for many years.

Sitting in the car, Wei Xiang pinched his red rosacea nose, his whole hair was messy, the white beard and white hair almost grew together, forming a single piece.

"Elder Wei, I heard that Lanhui's power has also arrived in the East District. From now on, the dark market and Lanhui may have to compete."

The young man who accompanied him was Wei Xiang's nephew. It was the first time he followed Wei Xiang to go shopping, or passed through a place like Guisen, so he was a little scared, so he tried hard to find a topic to divert his attention.

Wei Xiang has been in business almost all his life. Before he became a soul lord, he was a guard in a caravan. Later, he gradually showed his talent and was promoted. Later, he was even more fortunate to become a soul lord—but, his The Soul Lord, in Zuo Lan's view, is actually a fake Soul Lord.After all, his horcrux was given by the Dark Lord, but it is only close to the horcrux on his soul map, so it cannot be regarded as a real soul master.

Sometimes Wei Xiang also thinks that he can't make it to a higher level, probably because of the small gap between the Horcrux and the soul map, but the matter has become a foregone conclusion.If he hadn't chosen to accept the Horcrux and become a false soul master, the soul master's lifespan would have been exhausted, and he would already be a loess by now.

Wei Xiang said: "Lanhui is really scary. It doesn't look like Zuo Lan. There are many geniuses. Only when he really becomes a soul master will he know whether he is a genius. The soul master is a watershed. Before becoming a soul master, we can't say Anyone is a genius."

This theory is very novel to Wei Xiang's nephew, Wei Yan, who has been brainwashed after hearing all kinds of gossip about geniuses on the ghost radio platform.

"So, Zuo Lan is not a genius?"

"Zuo Lan is a genius, but whether he can become a talent is another matter. I am very optimistic about Xue Zhongshi of Lanhui. Recently, the imperial seat Xue Liu issued several strangling orders, and it was like a small stone thrown into the sea. The blisters can’t cause anything. It’s either that Xue Liu, the throne, is already strong and crumbling, or Lan Hui or Xue Zhongshi solved the trouble by himself. This person is the real danger, and he will not be merciless in the bloodbath of the first city.”

Wei Xiang has his own views on this world. He is a bad old man. He won't live long, and he doesn't plan to live any longer. This is the last time he will accompany the convoy of the dark market to deliver goods. Once, I told Anzun that I wanted to leave here and go to visit famous mountains and great rivers. With my cultivation as a soul lord, I could see all the scenic spots in the mainland in my lifetime, and finally find a place to lie down quietly and spend my life peacefully.

"Zuo Lan is evil. Such a person does things as he pleases. He kills people when he is happy, and he kills when he is unhappy. Xue Zhongshi is a devil. Such a person has a certain way of doing things. He came from Xue Liu, the throne, and he has no intentions. It can be said that it is not deep, but most people noticed his killing, but ignored his resourcefulness, he would kill when he was unhappy, but he might let him go when he was happy."

Wei Yan couldn't understand these words at all, "Isn't this contradictory? Xue Chongshi is a demon, how could he let people die? And Zuo Lan will kill people anytime... This..."

"Son, it's because you don't understand what real 'evil' and 'devil' are." Wei Xiang didn't explain too much. Only people like him who have reached a certain age can see these things. Wisdom has nothing to do with it, but an intuition accumulated from life experience.

"But speaking of it, the more evil ones on this continent should be the Five Emperors."

Unplugging the jug, Wei Xiang took a sip of the wine, "I used to be a guest at the Ninth Soul Academy, and I once talked with the alcoholic Duan Kunlun, and he said that the most evil one is Lincang, the emperor of Tianyuan."

Wei Yan's mind was completely dizzy, "The new soul emperor doesn't seem to be very famous?"

"You don't even understand..."

evil……

When Duan Kunlun mentioned this word at the beginning, Wei Xiang didn't even feel it, but when he saw Lincang's half black and half white hair and clothes by chance, he suddenly felt that Duan Kunlun was right.

This is not wisdom, but a kind of intuition.

The most evil people.

Wei Xiang squinted his eyes, ready to finish the trip safely.

It's just that if someone looks down from the sky, they can see that the caravan coming out of the Central Plains area is about to meet the group of bandits that Zuo Lan brought over.