With a sweep of Xiao Chenfeng's consciousness, every move of all living creatures within a radius of one mile was under his control.

Within the scope of his consciousness, a total of more than a dozen warriors and three warlocks appeared.

The realms of these people are not high. Among the warriors, there is only one Transformation Realm, and the three warlocks are only in the Qi Nourishing Realm. Their bodies exude a faint ghost aura, which should be due to their long-term dealings with ghosts.

Xiao Chenfeng withdrew his consciousness, frowned, and called Master Huang over.

Master Huang saw Xiao Chenfeng frowning slightly, lowering his head in fear, and said respectfully: "Xiao Banxian, what do you want me to do?"

"A lot of warriors and sorcerers have come to the town recently." Xiao Chenfeng said calmly.

"At this time of year, many practitioners will go to Beimang Mountain to explore." Master Huang gave Xiao Chenfeng a careful look and said.

"Oh? In other words, these people can enter Beiman Mountain. You bought your life by entering Beiman Mountain." Xiao Chenfeng's face was expressionless and his voice was calm, but Master Huang felt an astonishing feeling.

With murderous intent, he knew that if he couldn't explain it clearly, the result would be tragic.

"Don't worry, Immortal Xiao Ban. The entrance to Beimang Mountain is in an ancient tomb. There is an ancient formation in the ancient tomb. Only the ancient blood sacrifice formation can open the entrance. And the passage I know is between a coffin in that ancient tomb.

Inside, there is no need for blood sacrifice, and it is much safer than the ancient formation passage."

Master Huang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said.

Xiao Chenfeng nodded and said, "I hope so. If you tell half a lie, you will have no meaning in your existence."

"Yes, yes, yes." Master Huang was very frightened. He glanced at Xiao Chenfeng again and said, "In a few days, a ghost market will open nearby. You can buy elixirs, magic weapons, etc., I don't know..."

"You can take us there then. It's okay now." Xiao Chenfeng nodded and waved his hand for Master Huang to leave.

Master Huang walked out of Xiao Chenfeng's room, his back was already wet with cold sweat and he was still frightened.

He was planted with a demonic seed by Xiao Chenfeng, and his life and death were controlled by Xiao Chenfeng. This made him very aggrieved, and he even resented Xiao Chenfeng in his heart, but he had no choice but to dare to have any thoughts of resistance.

"Master, what is a ghost market?" After seeing Master Huang leave, Mo Qingxi sat on Xiao Chenfeng's lap and hugged his neck, looking like a curious baby.

Xiao Chenfeng sniffed the elegant fragrance on his apprentice's body and said with a mysterious smile: "You'll know when you go there."

This ghost market is nothing more than a market that is not within the scope of legal management. Most of the things traded have unknown origins, and the traders are of all kinds.

But the chances of finding rare treasures in ghost markets are often much greater than in ordinary markets.

This is the first time Xiao Chenfeng has encountered this ghost market on earth, and he is very interested in it.

Late at night three days later, Master Huang took Xiao Chenfeng to the nearby ghost market.

Because these families are so powerful in Luoyang, although they knew about the existence of the ghost market, they chose to turn a blind eye.

The entrance to the ghost market is in a cemetery more than ten kilometers away from the town, and it is only open late at night.

Not long after, Xiao Chenfeng and others had arrived at the cemetery where the ghost market was located.

It was very dark, dark clouds covered the moon, and there were tombs all over the mountains and plains. On the tombs not far away, there were a few wisps of light blue will-o'-the-wisps, and occasionally a few hoarse crows were heard.

Master Huang was familiar with the road and led Xiao Chenfeng and the two to a dilapidated mausoleum. On the tall tombstone of the mausoleum, he knocked "dong dong dong" three times.

After a while, the tombstone rotated like a door, and a dark cave opened, accompanied by a gloomy wind blowing out of the cave. An old man with gray hair walked out slowly, holding a lantern.

The old man's face was pale and he looked at the people expressionlessly. His body exuded a strong corpse odor, like a zombie crawling out of a grave.

Mo Qingxi couldn't help but wrinkle her nose and cover her mouth with her jade hands.

Xiao Chenfeng took a deep look at the old man. This old man was only at the stage of cultivating Qi, yet he exuded such a strong corpse odor. This must be because he had been dealing with corpses for a long time.

The old man looked at Mo Qingxi with some displeasure, his voice was hoarse and low.

He said: "Once you enter the gate of hell, life and death are determined by heaven. Each person has 500,000 yuan and can stay until tomorrow morning."

Master Huang was surprised: "Isn't it one hundred thousand per person?"

The old man glanced at Mo Qingxi with a sneer, and said coldly: "The price has increased."

Only then did Master Huang notice Mo Qingxi covering her mouth with a look of disgust on her face, and shook her head helplessly.

This is not the first time that the old gatekeeper of the ghost market has done this kind of thing. He has heard of this person before and once raised the admission fee to one million because others disliked the smell of corpses on his body.

Master Huang had no choice but to take out the check, fill it out with 1.5 million, and give it to the old man.

Although he knew that Xiao Chenfeng was a martial arts master, the strength of the person behind the ghost market was far beyond what Xiao Chenfeng could provoke, so he honestly took out 1.5 million.

The old man nodded expressionlessly and said in a low voice: "Follow me, don't get lost."

After saying that, the old man turned around and entered the cave. As Xiao Chenfeng and the others walked in, the tombstone closed with a bang. The cave was extremely dark. Only the lantern held by the old man gave out a faint yellow light, illuminating the rugged rocks.

cave.

The road in this cave has many twists and turns and many branches. If there is no one to guide you, it is easy to get lost, but this does not include Xiao Chenfeng.

As soon as Xiao Chenfeng entered the cave, his consciousness immediately dispersed, and the hologram of the cave within a radius of one mile appeared in his mind.

The underground city where the ghost market is located is only a few hundred meters away from the entrance of the cave, but the layout of the cave is somewhat like a maze. If ordinary people enter, they will definitely not be able to find the entrance to the ghost market, and will instead be trapped in the cave.

The underground city is ten miles in diameter, densely populated with various stores and bustling with pedestrians, just like an ordinary town.

In the dungeon, a total of more than a dozen powerful auras appeared. The cultivation of these people has reached the second level of cultivators on earth. There are a total of seven magic masters and nine martial arts masters.

Suddenly, Xiao Chenfeng's heart moved. One of the auras turned out to be an acquaintance.

The old man walking in front looked back and saw that Mo Qingxi was still covering her mouth and nose, and her face immediately turned cold.

He sneered in his heart and sped up. At a fork in the road, when Xiao Chenfeng and others couldn't see him, he quickly extinguished the lantern in his hand and disappeared into a hidden cave.

Master Huang was walking when he suddenly found that the old man was missing. He looked anxious and secretly screamed that something was wrong. The layout of the cave conformed to the maze formation. There was no one to guide him. Even if he had been there before, he could not remember the specific path.

He shouted a few words in the cave, but no one responded, only a steady stream of echoes.

"It doesn't matter, just come with me." Xiao Chenfeng said lightly.

Master Huang glanced at Xiao Chenfeng in surprise and uncertainty. The cave was dark and he couldn't see his fingers. However, as a magician with a small skill in cultivating qi, he could vaguely see Xiao Chenfeng glance at somewhere in the cave, with a faint sarcasm on his face.

color.

Xiao Chenfeng chose a hole at the fork, and Mo Qingxi followed.

"Does Mr. Xiao know how to get there? Even if he had been here, it would be difficult for him to recognize the way here! If he can't find the entrance to the ghost market, he will be trapped here." Master Huang lamented inwardly, but still followed.

, he can only choose to obey any decision made by Xiao Chenfeng.

The old man in the dark waited until Xiao Chenfeng and others had gone away, then walked out of the secret place, looked at the entrance of the cave where Xiao Chenfeng and others walked in, and said with a smile: "Even if we choose the right branch entrance here,

It's just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse. There are more than a dozen branches ahead. If you make a wrong step, you will not be able to enter the ghost market. In the end, you will have to starve to death in this cave, hahaha..."

There is something twisted in the old man's heart.

Xiao Chenfeng, who was walking in front, had a hint of joking at the corner of his mouth. This old man was extremely narrow-minded and vicious. He just wanted to be trapped in this cave because Mo Qingxi disliked his body odor.

For ordinary people, facing the complex terrain here, there is only one way to die. Even warriors and warlocks can only wander around in the cave without being able to find the exit.

Xiao Chenfeng is different. He has divine consciousness. The terrain and mazes here are not difficult for him.

Master Huang all the way

He followed Xiao Chenfeng and turned left and right, feeling more and more uneasy in his heart and looking more and more anxious. Finally, he couldn't hold it in anymore and said in despair: "Hey, I didn't expect that I would die trapped here?"

In his heart, he was extremely resentful towards Mo Qingxi. It was all because of this girl that he had offended the gatekeeper of the ghost market, but he did not dare to show it in front of Xiao Chenfeng. This would only make him die faster.

Suddenly, Master Huang's desperate look became still on his face. Just at the corner ahead, the cave was no longer dark, but there was light, and the stones on the cave wall began to become clear.

After a while, several people entered the ghost market.

Master Huang was still frightened and had the illusion of escaping death. He glanced at Xiao Chenfeng secretly.

He was certain that Xiao Chenfeng had never been here before, and had never even heard of the ghost market here before, yet he knew the way to enter the ghost market so clearly.

"Does Mr. Xiao have the magical ability to predict the unknown?" Master Huang was shocked and even more awe-struck.

He said respectfully: "Mr. Xiao, I have been to this ghost market a few times. I wonder where Mr. Xiao wants to go? I can be a guide for you." Xiao Chenfeng glanced at him lightly and said with a smile: "No need.

Well, even though it’s my first time here, I know the layout of the shops here better than you.”

After saying that, he walked towards the ghost city center. Mo Qingxi followed him with a calm expression. She knew the mystery of Xiao Chenfeng's consciousness, so she was naturally neither surprised nor happy.

But Master Huang was stunned on the spot, confused.

In the ghost market, the lights are brightly lit, just like daytime. The streets are lined with stone houses. Pedestrians are coming and going, and the merchants in the stone houses are constantly shouting.

They sell everything, including elixirs, cold weapons, and guns.

The blood on some goods is very eye-catching, and it is unknown which unlucky person they took it from; while some goods exude a rotten smell, and the soil has not been cleaned, obviously they were stolen from the tomb not long ago.

As for those merchants, they all looked cold and evil, looking less like sellers than butchers.

There are no ordinary people here, only warriors and warlocks who are full of evil spirits.

The place is very chaotic, with bloodshed happening from time to time. The rocks on the ground are all black, exuding a touch of blood.

These rocks are not black originally, but they have been stained with too much blood and turned black.

In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, Mo Qingxi followed Master Huang's suggestion and put on a white veil to cover up her peerless appearance. Here "beauty" is the source of evil.

Along the way, many people saw sarcasm, greed, and indifference when they saw Xiao Chenfeng and the others.

In their opinion, among the three Xiao Chenfeng, only Master Huang is a little warlock, so they have become little white sheep to be slaughtered. If Xiao Chenfeng and the others show a little bit of wealth, they will look like

He pounced on me like a vicious wolf.
To be continued...