[Really? Wife, thank you for your hard work.]

[Honey, are you leaving after you approved the plan of Haoweiyang City?] Lin Li is a smart woman. She knows that Yang Hong will not belong to her alone, but she also hopes that Yang Hong can stay with her for a while.

[I don't know, probably, I have a lot of things to deal with in Hong Kong. But I promise, my wife, give me a few years, as long as I complete the task, I will be with you.] Yang Hong clearly understands that these words are simply shirks, because his path to cultivation is really endless. It will take him a long time to embark on the path of immortality and supreme power.

[Really, husband?] Lin Li believed it, smiling.

[Of course, baby, how could I lie to you.] Yang Hong looked at Lin Li with an honest smile.

[Husband, you are so nice.]

[Wife, I'm not good to you, who are you good to me?]

After a wave of intimacy and warmth, Yang Hong ordered Lin Li to go to apply for approval documents immediately, and then left Henglong Building and headed towards the place where Nie Feng and others lived.

Having not seen each other for a few days, he was worried that Bu Jingyun's injury would worsen, and Nie Feng was breaking through these few days, so he was also worried that something unexpected would happen.

However, when he arrived at the place, he found that Bu Jingyun's injury had healed four or five points, and he would heal in a few days. He would wake up at that time. As for Nie Feng's condition, his condition would be even better. Under the dual effects of the Fengshen Body and the Fengshen Heavenly Ability, his strength was rising. The cultivation of the five sons of Xuanshui Sect has also made great progress. I believe that in the near future, there will be five cultivators who have completed the Qi training stage.

The blue lightning was speeding on the road, but Yang Hong's thoughts were thinking about getting more energy there, because his Chaos Body's first step in opening up the Chaos Spring Eye requires too much energy. As for using financial resources to exchange for elixirs, it is not within his consideration now, because he feels that it is definitely not easy to obtain financial resources after entering the world of cultivation, immortals, gods, etc.

Now that Qizhen Treasure Pavilion has not evolved, the things on the platform are all low-level items. He was very unhappy to waste financial resources on these low-level items. He decided to leave the deep sea and go to the 100,000 mountains to find some spiritual objects in the world after completing the plan of Weiyang City.

After looking at the time, it was only 3:30 in the afternoon. Yang Hong drove directly to the largest black market in Deep Sea City. He heard about this black market from Xu Shan.

The black market is all-encompassing, and you can buy anything as long as you have money. Although this slogan is a bit exaggerated, it shows the charm of the black market.

When Yang Hong came to the black market, he wanted to buy some useful things, especially spiritual objects in heaven and earth. There is a medicinal material market in the black market, which contains various precious and strange medicinal materials, and even many regular medicinal materials stores cannot buy. He cannot exchange his financial resources, so he wants to refine elixirs by himself. This can improve his elixir level and secondly, he can also have financial resources left. Why not do such a good thing?

Although his alchemy level is only level 4, he believes that as long as he has materials, he can achieve a higher level of alchemy in the shortest time.

Yang Hong came to the black market just to try his luck. If he really couldn't do it, he could only search for the ancient mountains and forests by himself. The herbs he needed to refine the alchemy may be just a weed in the eyes of others in this era.

The Black Market Medicinal Materials Market is located in an industrial park called Jinyuan. Yang Hong got out of the car and walked in step by step. The moment he stepped into the footsteps, a strong smell of medicinal materials suddenly came to his nose. The level of a level 4 alchemist has already given him the ability to smell the fragrance and distinguish medicinal materials.

Compared with a doctor, alchemists have more stringent requirements for medicinal materials.

The area of ​​the Black Market Jinyuan is very huge, and even the market for this medicinal material is very broad.

There are three or four meters apart from the stalls, and the buyers coming and going are not very prosperous. It seems that the business in the black market medicinal materials market is still quite good.

After all, many of the medicinal materials here are not common outside, or even unavailable, such as Thousand Years of Ginseng, Thousand Years of Ganoderma lucidum, Tianshan Snow Lotus, etc. Of course, there are many fakes among them. Therefore, people who come to the black market to buy medicinal materials must be proficient in identifying medicinal materials, otherwise they will be very easy to be deceived.

After watching the stalls one by one, Yang Hong couldn't help but shake his head. He found that many of the precious medicinal materials in front of the stalls were fakes. If there were really people who didn't understand medicinal materials to buy these fakes, the price offered by the stall owner would be much more expensive than the real ones. Once the transaction was completed in the black market, it would not be refunded, otherwise someone would naturally teach you a lesson. It is said that there is a powerful force behind this black market, otherwise it would have been sealed off by the police station long ago. If you want to set up a stall here, the annual rent would be quite expensive.

Any of the Cultivation Sect, the Ancient Martial Sect, and the Hidden Family may be the forces behind this black market, but Yang Hong doesn't care about it because he doesn't care.

Looking at half of the stalls in the black market, Yang Hong did not find the medicinal materials he needed. He couldn't help but feel disappointed. It seemed that it was very difficult to find the medicinal materials he needed.

[Little brother, do you need a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum? The thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum here is guaranteed to be the real thing.] When he lowered his head and thought, a sound of selling a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum came to his ears.

Yang Hong looked up and saw a middle-aged stall owner in the stall in front of him smiling at him, with an indescribable enthusiasm in his smile. He casually glanced at the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum placed on the stall, squatted down and picked up the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and observed it carefully. Even the ability of Tianyantong and other medicines to check the authenticity of the medicinal materials was useless because he didn't need it.

Seeing that Yang Hong became interested in this thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, the middle-aged man kept promoting: [Little brother, what I have here is definitely 100% authentic thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, if you want to buy it, I can count you as a little cheaper. You are my first business today.]

After observing the so-called thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in his hand for one minute, Yang Hong frowned and shook his head, thinking that this was simply artificial, but it was much more realistic than what he saw at the previous stalls. Even if an expert doesn't pay attention, he may sometimes regard the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum at this stall as real. Unfortunately, Yang Hong is not those experts. He not only has a pair of fiery eyes, but also has the soul and soul that is unpredictable to gods and ghosts, but also has great knowledge of alchemy. Therefore, he will not be deceived.

[How is it? Little brother, the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is a treasure for health care. If you miss this village, you will not have this store.] The middle-aged man enthusiastically promoted this artificially synthesized thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.

Yang Hong smiled playfully and said, "[You can deceive children, it's okay, this is clearly a fake, but artificially synthesized ones are quite good."

After Yang Hong said this, three or four customers who had stopped in front of the stall immediately stood up and left, which made the middle-aged man's face suddenly look extremely ugly.

[What's wrong, boss, do you want to threaten me?] Yang Hong looked at the stall owner without fear.

The stall owner whispered: [Little brother, what do you mean? Are you deliberately trying to destroy my business and make a scene?] No one can hear the threatening words in his words.

If the black market hadn't made it clear that it was not allowed to act on its own, the middle-aged man would have been unable to help but attack Yang Hong. Fortunately, with this rule, otherwise the middle-aged man would have been knocked to the ground at this moment. Of course, it was just one situation, and another situation was that he would be killed.

[Sorry, I don’t have that interest. You asked me if I need a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. Did I see that it was a fake and I still want to buy it? Do you really think I am a sucker?] Yang Hong curled his lips disdainfully, left the middle-aged man’s stall and walked towards other stalls.

The middle-aged man stared at Yang Hong's back with gloomy eyes and whispered to himself: [What a boy with no eyes. I will ask you to look good when you leave the black market later.] As he said that, he took out a big brother's phone number from his pocket and called out.

Yang Hong had no need to take small characters like the stall owner to heart. Since he had come here, he was going to take a look at all the stalls in the black market one by one, although he no longer had any hope.
Chapter completed!