With six thousand low-grade spirit stones in his arms, Yun Xuan suddenly felt a feeling of being wrapped around his waist in his heart, and walking in the bazaar, his waist pole couldn't help but straighten up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But anything that catches the eye, as long as the price is reasonable, whether it is a magic weapon, a flag, a scroll, or a fruit brew, all buy, for a time aroused the eager eyes of many stall owners, after tasting the taste of fruit brewing, bursts of fresh and sweet fruit aroma, impressively wafting in the market.

For this reason, Yun Xuan also specially bought all kinds of fruits, as well as the equipment used to make wine, and planned to set aside an orchard in the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Mansion to make fruit wine in his spare time, after all, this is a good thing, especially it has the effect of restoring spiritual power. Of course, he also purchased a large number of low-level herb seeds for use in refining pills in the future, and it was impossible to use those herbs of thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, to practice his hands, which was really a tyrannical thing.

When I came to the only carpenter shop in the bazaar, I originally wanted to choose a satisfactory bed, but the style made by the carpenter here really couldn't make Yun Xuan look at it, after all, it was just a small village, and the comfort of the furniture I had seen in my previous life was not comparable at all, so I could only leave with regret in the end.

After purchasing a large number of tools for making primary talismans, as well as some finished low-level talismans, Yun Xuan planned to return to the sect, but a stall surrounded by six or seven monks in front of him immediately aroused Yun Xuan's curiosity.

When I stepped forward, it turned out to be a spirit beast stall, with wild boars, rabbits, and gophers, three kinds of small beasts, these are just cubs of first-order demon beasts, and they don't have much combat power, just for ornamentation, if you want to raise these small beasts into spirit beasts that can fight side by side with the monks, I am afraid it will take a lot of energy and the accumulation of spirit stones, just the spirit plants that these small beasts feed every day, it has already made several monks present daunting.

The stall owner is a monk in his twenties, who only has a three-layer cultivation in the condensation period, and after asking the price, he learned that the wild boar cubs sell for ten lower-grade spirit stones, and the demon rabbit cubs are six lower-grade spirit stones, and as for the drill gopher cubs, they only need three lower-grade spirit stones.

However, the most eye-catching thing is not these little beasts, but an iron cage next to the stall owner, which contains two villains who are only three inches tall, these two villains are wearing cardigan skirts, obviously a pair of women, Yun Xuan couldn't help but squat down to check, only to find that the two women are ice clear and jade, Chu Chu is moving, but they are all languishing, as if they have just recovered from a serious illness and have not yet recovered.

Yun Xuan quietly leaned out his divine sense, and only then did he realize that there were countless fine wounds on their fair and delicate wrists, which were shocking, and Yun Xuan couldn't help but feel angry.

"Hey, I said Zhou Daoyou, what kind of cub is in your iron cage, how do you look like a villain?" A stall owner next door obviously knew the spirit beast stall owner, and couldn't help asking.

The young monk who was called Zhou Daoyou had a smug smile on his face, and instead asked, "Everyone, you must have never seen these villains, do you?

"Nonsense! If I knew, I would ask you?"

The corners of Zhou Daoyou's mouth twitched, he glared at the other party angrily, and said in a reminiscent tone: "This is a treasure that Zhou inadvertently obtained by going deep into the illusion forest in Wanzhou, and this illusion forest is hundreds of thousands of miles away from here!"

Followed by Zhou's tirade, from the hundreds of monks who traveled together at the beginning, all the way to the hardships, overcoming thorns and thorns, after nine deaths and a lifetime, only to bring back the treasure, for this hundreds of monks, dead and wounded, the result is still because of Zhou's wisdom and martial arts, the opportunity to make a decision, this is lucky to escape so two or three people, the rest of the people are buried in the illusion forest, and the few monks who survived, since then there is no news.

Whenever he mentioned this incident, the stall owner sighed again and again, and finally decided to go deep into the Forest of Illusions again, just to recover the bones of the monks who died in a foreign land, so that they could return to their hometown, but they were forced to sell the pair of treasures they had obtained at the beginning due to the restrictions of cultivation.

"Alas. ”

The stall owner sighed with a sigh, and tears couldn't stop overflowing from his eyes, and when he saw his surroundings clearly, his face couldn't help but change, because at this moment, except for a ten-year-old boy, the rest of the people had already dispersed, and they all gathered around the stall next door.

"Listening to the words of the stall owner Zhou, it's better than reading a book for ten years!" Yun Xuan couldn't help but applaud with emotion in his heart, and blurted out: "Such an amazing eloquence, coupled with the fact that his expression and demeanor were just right, he is better than thousands of storytellers at the entrance of the village, but, then again, you said for a long time, how can the villain in the cage be sold?"

The stall owner Zhou's face couldn't help but turn red, and he whispered: "A thousand lower grade spirit stones." ”

"What? 1,000 low-grade spirit stones! You just go and grab it, I'm so scared that I almost can't stand up. Yun Xuan couldn't help but scold, most of the goods in this bazaar are priced at around a few lower grade spirit stones, and some things, such as the array flag that Yun Xuan bought before, are only twenty spirit stones, but now this week, the stall owner opened his mouth and actually sold a thousand lower grade spirit stones!

Seeing the pedestrians around and the stall owners of other stalls looking at this side one after another, the stall owner coughed awkwardly and said with a flattering face: "I said, can't you be quieter? This is a treasure! A rare treasure in the world! Do you know what a treasure is?"

"Then you can keep it for yourself. Yun Xuan left a sentence and was about to turn around and leave.

The stall owner next door who had interjected before said with a gloating face: "Hey, I said Zhou Daoyou, don't fool people around there, do you see the cloud on people's clothes clearly, that is the logo of the outer disciples of Yuntian Sect, you really think that others are stupid, that little friend, please stay, come and take a look at my ancestral magic weapons, ten lower-grade spirit stones, you can choose two at will, and take it if you can see it." ”

"The ancestral magic weapon is, I said Brother Jiang, you are clearly picking up leaks and selling things used by the dead, and you are embarrassed to say that it is an ancestral magic weapon, are you ashamed?"

As soon as these words came out, many female monks who were holding the magic weapon to look at it were suddenly so frightened that they threw down the magic weapon one after another, which also alarmed many male monks to look sideways, if the spirit stone was exchanged for these magic weapons of unknown origin, it was difficult to guarantee that it would not attract death!

Brother Jiang's face immediately became a little gloomy, and he glared at the other party angrily, and the stall owner Zhou was not afraid, both of them were also cultivators of the third layer of the condensation stage, and no one was afraid of anyone.

Yun Xuan glanced at the villain in the cage beside the stall owner Zhou, and saw that the two women inside were looking at him with pleading eyes, so he couldn't bear it, and spoke again: "Is a hundred lower grade spirit stones sold?"

"Talent...... It's only a hundred lower-grade spirit stones, how is it possible!" Falling from a thousand lower-grade spirit stones to a hundred lower-grade spirit stones all of a sudden, the corner of the stall owner's mouth twitched, a little unacceptable.

Yun Xuan snorted coldly, withdrew his gaze, walked to Brother Jiang's booth next door, and looked at the magic weapon placed in front of him.

Guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, there are quite a lot of styles of these magic weapons in front of you, if they are placed in the hands of those who don't know how to cultivate immortals in the mortal world, they can be called divine weapons, but in the eyes of a high-level cultivator like Yun Xuan, it looks very ordinary.

Yun Xuan picked up one of the flying swords at random, flicked it lightly with his fingers, and glanced at Brother Jiang, if he said that these magic weapons were handed down from the other party's ancestors, he really didn't believe it, but what he was interested in was how these magic weapons were refined. I couldn't help but sweep it with my divine sense, and the internal structure of the flying sword suddenly appeared in my mind, this flying sword was like a cloud of mud from the floating zero in his storage bag, and it was almost the same for those low-level cultivators in the condensation stage.

Looking at the many magic weapons in front of him, Yun Xuan didn't bother to check them one by one, and directly swept them with his divine sense, but was surprised to find that there was a seven-inch dagger among them, which he couldn't see through with his divine sense. You must know that although Yun Xuan's cultivation is only at the seventh level of the Qi Condensation Period, the strength of his divine consciousness has reached the level that only a monk in the foundation building period can see, and even the items that his divine sense can't see through are definitely items above the spirit weapon level, and the items at the spirit weapon level must be items that can only be fully controlled by a monk in the foundation building stage.

Picking out the pitch-black dagger from the pile of magic weapons and looking at it carefully, he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic for the military dagger he had used in the army in his previous life, so he randomly selected a flying sword and handed ten lower-grade spirit stones to Brother Jiang.

"Don't you pick a few more pieces?"

Brother Jiang was a little disappointed and took the ten lower-grade spirit stones, in his opinion, this little friend in front of him had at least hundreds of lower-grade spirit stones.

"Stallmaster Zhou, you have to take care of this treasure worth thousands of spirit stones, but I will ask you one last time, a hundred low-grade spirit stones, to sell or not?" Yun Xuan looked at stall owner Zhou with a smile.

"Sell!"

After a little struggle in his heart, the stall owner finally made up his mind, but when he handed over the iron cage, he looked like he had been cut meat, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

In fact, the two villains were snatched from a dying monk months ago, and were not treasures captured in the Forest of Illusions. This kind of thing is a discerning person who knows its preciousness at a glance, although the owner of the stall is insatiable, but he is even more greedy for life and afraid of death, and he does not dare to sell this pair of villains to high-level monks, if he is just robbed by force, there is no loss, but if he encounters a person with bad intentions, I am afraid that he will have to worry about his life. Selling this pair of villains at the price of a hundred low-grade spirit stones ended the uncertainty that had been going on for months, and in this way, it was a good deal for the stall owner Zhou.