"The secret book of vital function." Smith said, the corner of his mouth could not help twitching.

"Vital function script?" Bruce Junior's eyes lit up as soon as he listened.

"Come on, let's change." Bruce Junior grabbed it on the spot and then shoved his book into Smith's hands.

Smith's mouth was convulsed again.

"Haha, not bad." Bruce Junior looked down and looked at it with relish. He laughed while looking at it, as if he hasn't noticed the disgust in the eyes of Smith.

"Wonderful." Smith rubbed his brow and his heart. He focused on the secret technique of shaking mountain fist.

After a cursory look, Smith found that this shaking mountain fist and that thunder bolt palm have same results but they came up with different approaches. Both were main black art techniques, which required a high physical fitness. Otherwise, they will affect the person using them.

After a simple rest for half an hour, they went on the road again.

This time, they had a good trip.

When the stars were all over the sky, they stopped in front of a vast and dark land.

"Well, that's the black market." Bruce Junior pointed to the front.

Smith was already staring at the black land in the distance.

The black market covered an area of dozens of miles, like a piece of scorched earth. It was all covered in the dark. Before he entered, he had smelled the bloody, violent and cold air coming to him.

"Come in." Bruce Junior has dragged Smith into the black market.

Just after entering, Smith felt a strange and powerful power, so that his cultivation was forced to a heavy weight by his strength.

"What's the situation?" Smith can't help but looked sideways at Bruce Junior.

"No need to make a fuss about nothing." Bruce Junior said, "every auction, there will be a strong ban here. Everyone who came in here will be suppressed to first level concentration."

"Even the strong people with darkness realm will be suppressed?" Smith looked tentatively at Bruce Junior.

"All become same here."

"That’s amazing." With the eyes shining, Smith could not help but shocked. "Who put down the prohibition? It's too strong."

"Heaven black sect." Bruce two said by pointing at one side of the black market.

When Smith looked at the center of the black market, he found another chamber, suspended in the mid-air, dozens of feet away from the ground. The chamber was majestic, like a symbol, which could not be violated.

Across such a long distance, Smith seemed to feel a terrible pressure.

"What is the origin of heaven black sect? I have never heard about such a force in Dachu."Smith looked at Bruce Junior in surprise.

Bruce Junior, who has always been omniscient, shook his head slightly this time. "My uncle said, before the establishment of Hengyue Sect; heaven black sect was here. They don't belong to any sect, but the members of the sect are all mysterious and powerful. It's said that their sect leader is a monk of Silence realm."

"Silence realm?" Smith was surprised.

There were six realms of friars: Concentration, Hidden Power, Diversity, Spiritual Emptiness, Darkness and Silence. One can reach these realms step by step, even the three main sects and the more powerful person also not reached the silence realm. So Smith was shocked.

"Although they are located in the dark market, they never interfere in the struggle of this land, and only when the auction is held every three years, the fighting here is forbidden." Bruce Junior said again.

"It's said that people from the bloodthirsty hall once came here to make trouble, but they were defeated. Heaven black sect is like a symbol of the land. No matter the sect or the family, no one dare to challenge their majesty."

Smith did not speak, but quietly looked up at the heaven black sect that day; his eyes were full of awe.

They continued to go in with a lot of thoughts in their mind.

Smith found that the monks who came here have powerful breath, but their accomplishments have been suppressed to first level concentration, which was a sign that no matter how strong you were outside, you will be suppressed inside.

The black market was as chaotic as the legend said.

There were a lot of chambers along the way, but there were more collapsed houses. In many places, there was still blood that hasn't dried up, and there was a mess left by the war everywhere.

Moreover, the people here were also strong and fierce, each with a fierce spirit, a pair of bloody red eyes, full of violence.

"Come here and have a look. There's a big sale on spirited stones and spirited liquid."

"Friends, do you want spiritual tools?"

"I have the best ones."

When they came to the prosperous place, they could hear the sound of peddling everywhere. There were stalls everywhere, and there were all kinds of things for sale.

"Exquisite Fire." Smith saw a treasure paced on a stall, and there was a fiery glow in his eyes.

"Colorful bloody spar."

"Red blood mashed lotus seed."

All the way, Smith saw the light continuously.

"How about it? It's fresh enough!" Bruce Junior wriggled his fat body to walk in front of him, like a small Maitreyan Buddha. He looked very funny, which attracted many eyes around him.

"It's quite fresh." Smith sighed.

"Don't look down on every stall owner here." Bruce Junior said in a low voice, "most of them are easily tolerated. Maybe one of them is an elder or a strong man from the cultivation family."

"Well, I do."

"The auction will start tomorrow. We can turn around casually. It's very busy here at night." Bruce Junior said, took a chicken leg out of his crotch, and ate it. He didn't care about the people around them.

Wow!

As he said this, his eyes became bright as if he saw something he liked.

"Turn around. I'll go there and have a look." Bruce Junior said, and then put the rest of the chicken legs back into the crotch, than just bumped and looked in a direction.

Smith also looked out, and can't help rubbing his eyebrows.

There were a lot of people gathered in that place. It was very lively on the third floor and the third floor outside. There was still a sign standing there: Vital function tiger whip.

"Wonderful." Smith smacked his tongue, saying that the black market really has everything to buy.

Bruce Junior left, and Smith wandered in front of the stalls.

He was all the way to pick and choose, but in his heart he hoped that the real fire will gave him some hints, otherwise he really can't differentiate between the treasure and the aquatic product.

"Little friend, there is all treasures there."

"You will regret if you don’t buy."

"You cannot find such stalls anywhere else."

Smith listened to these yells all the way. He was dazzled by the things on the stall. He had never seen many things before.

Suddenly, Smith stopped and stared at the distance.

There, a woman in white walked by, the blue silk floating, the clothes waving, like a blooming lotus.

She was just like a fairy came from the heaven.

While looking carefully Smith got to know that she was Angela from Zhengyang Sect.