In fact, the trading market covers a small area, with a radius of only about a kilometer, and is divided into two distinct areas, one is the area occupied by many shops and many shop owners of different levels of strength who have just passed through Moluo, and the other is this flat and vast market for free trade, in fact, there is a tall building in the middle of this trading market, where is the owner's mansion, which is the owner of the market. This is a very magical thing, it is said that it is impossible for a workshop owner to secretly suppress all the forces and some invincible powerhouses in this area that has been in chaos for thousands of years, but he does exist, the king of the chaotic world, and the basic rules of the chaotic world are forcibly stipulated, and the basic stability of this square city is maintained.

It's not hard to guess that this person must have the strength to be so powerful that everyone else fears it to be able to do this. And the owner's mansion has existed for tens of thousands of years, the owner has never changed, last time there was a certain emperor peak of the source of the top level cultivator to provoke the owner, the result of the owner of the face has not been revealed, between the owner of the mansion overflowed a streamer, easy to shoot the strong man of the top level of the source of the house, the body of the strong man is still hanging in front of the master of the house, to this day has also become a silent power, warning those who have some ideas in their hearts.

Moro walked through the market part like a traveler paraded, and did not look at the strange things set up on the ground on both sides. Suddenly, Moro stopped in front of a stall, raised his eyelids and took a closer look at a few things on the stall: a stone bowl, a stick of unknown material half a meter long and the thickness of the bowl, an accessory that looked like a hairpin worn by a woman, and a bronze mirror that was less than half broken.

The stall owner was an old and skinny old man, wrapped in a shabby gray and white robe, and when he saw Mo Luo walking to the front of his stall, he didn't even look at it, but still closed his eyes and remained motionless, giving people the feeling of a dry corpse.

"Dare to ask the old man, how to trade this broken mirror?" Mo Luo didn't care about the old man's behavior, but only focused on the broken bronze mirror.

The old man's blackened eyelids struggled to open, revealing a pair of cloudy and yellowish eyes, and the whole person was like a companion, and his hoarse voice seemed to float out: "Three thousand Flawless Tribulation Crystals or equivalent things can be exchanged, in addition, pills or spiritual objects that can increase the one-year lifespan of the Yuan Zun Realm can also be exchanged." "That sparse look is to say that you can't afford to change me, I'm just good-natured to tell you, and then the old man decisively immediately closed his eyes again.

Moro frowned. "Uncle, is this sincere and doesn't want to trade?"

The old man didn't reply, meaning that if he couldn't afford it, he would go away. Moro's eyebrows furrowed even tighter. Three thousand Flawless Tribulation Crystals is not a small amount, and the average Dao Venerable Realm is only afraid that the lifetime savings are no more than that. The so-called robbery crystal, in fact, is a kind of spar that a cultivator can naturally condense through the power of his own Dao after passing through the ninth order, of course, a cultivator can only condense it when the heavenly Dao aura on his body is the strongest when he has just broken through, according to the cultivator's talent and other reasons, the number of robbery crystals that can be condensed is not the same, but the most that can be condensed by the historical records of cultivators is only ninety-nine robbery realms, and I have never heard of anyone condensing a hundred, and the cultivation world almost agrees that the rules of the Heavenly Dao do not allow the appearance of more than a hundred robbery crystals. But the average person who breaks through at a time is basically about a dozen, the more outstanding thirty or forty, and the fifty pieces that are condensed are all the inheritance disciples or young clan masters of the great forces like the Six Ancient Potentials can do it, and the condensation of more than fifty pieces is basically only one or two people can do it every 10,000 years; , The four tribulations to the six tribulations are called medium tribulation crystals, and the seven tribulations to the nine tribulations are called high-level crystals, only the kind of robbery crystals condensed by the geniuses who are directly stronger than the half-step emperor gate as soon as they break through can be called flawless crystals, because this kind of robbery crystals is not only of great use to the robbery crystals, but also can be used as a medicine to refine a life-prolonging pill that is effective for the Yuanzun realm and many high-level emperors are very cherished, so it is not an exaggeration to say that the three thousand immaculate crystals are the savings of an ordinary Dao Venerable Realm's life.

Mo Luo is just a cultivator of the Tribulation Realm, naturally there are no three thousand flawless crystals, and there should be something equivalent to it, the Wraith Knife, the Oath Pendant and even the Reincarnation Disk, and the Scepter of Life and Death are all things that are against the sky, and they can't be measured by value at all, and Mo Luo won't show it at all. There are elixirs that can work on the longevity of the Yuanzun Realm, and Mu Linglu can be counted, but the Moluo doesn't dare to take it out, the wealth is not exposed, this old man's asking price is all for the longevity of the Yuanzun Realm, looking at him like that, it is clearly for himself, and he must be careful of abnormalities in the face of a Yuanzun Realm Moluo.

"I once stumbled upon the leaf of an unknown spirit tree, and I can feel a very powerful vitality in it, can I change it?" Mo Luo hesitated, then took out a wooden box from his arms, and then used his robe as a cover, carefully covered the wooden box, quietly opened it, and then closed it immediately.

The old man's dark eyes immediately opened, and a terrifying glint flashed in them. The old man looked at Moro with interest, and finally there was some expression on his face, as if he was a little interested in Moro. "Boy, one piece is not enough, do you still have it?"

Mo Luo's face was a little pale, and his eyebrows furrowed, "The old man said with a smile, I am only the strength of the third tribulation, if I had to enter the Heavenly Trench Forest and accidentally get this spirit leaf, I would have been lucky to escape, otherwise I would not have a single one." My husband is a powerful person, and the kid sincerely wants to make a deal with my uncle today, so please don't deceive me for being ignorant. ”

The old man was silent, his dim eyes staring at Mo Luo, and then he laughed miserably, "You young man really have the guts, you dare to trade with me without asking about my ghost old man's name, and dare to talk to me like this, this is really interesting." The old man's eyes swept over Mo Luo like a poisonous snake, "Boy, tell me, what do you want?"

Mo Luo had some cold sweat behind him, but he still looked calm, and saluted the ghost old man with his fists, "The kid has always had good courage, so he is fortunate to live to this day." The boy honestly doesn't want to suffer, so I told the old man where I got the spirit tree, and gave this spirit leaf to the old man, and the old man only needs to trade the remnant mirror and the stick to me. ”

"The courage is not small, and the appetite is not small!" The old man looked at Mo Luo twice, and then said: "According to what you said, give me the spirit leaf and position, and give you the residual mirror, but don't think about the stick, just give you the hairpin, and the young man is still content." ”

Mo Luo's expression struggled, and then he was shocked by the ghost old man's cold snort, and saluted the ghost old man, "According to what the old man said, thank you seniors!"

"Hmph, thank you if you want to thank the owner of this place, otherwise with my temperament, hum!" The ghost old man snorted coldly at Mo Luo after getting the spirit leaf and hearing the position, but it could be seen that he was in awe of the owner of the shop. Moro didn't say anything, put away the remnant mirror and hairpin, and left immediately.

Finding a post station, Moro immediately chartered a room, and then took out the residual mirror and the hairpin, but the residual mirror was still on the side, but instead picked up the hairpin and looked at it carefully.

"Golden Step Shake ......"