She sighed softly. The more Changtian understands the world, the more shrewd and vicious he becomes. The future of this little friar, as he said, is a little bleak. It seems that not only is her path to cultivating immortals bumpy and difficult, but even in the immortal sect, it is not easy for young disciples to gain a firm foothold.

Before she could finish sighing, there were guests in front of the stall again. This monk has three locks of long beard, and he looks quite like a fairy wind bone. He looked at the sign standing in front of Ning Xiaoxian before asking, "Xiaoyou, do you accept the Dan furnace?"

In a few dozen days, she will be able to use her divine power to refine the Dan, and of course she wants to collect a good Dan furnace. It's a pity that the good stove I saw in the mutual market today is expensive.

The Xianjia Dan Furnace was not as cumbersome as that used by mortals. For example, the Dan furnace taken out by the monk in front of him is only the size of a palm, and the whole body is a beautiful purple and gold color, shining in the sun, and it looks very extraordinary. The body of the furnace is also engraved with mysterious runes, and silver light often flashes.

She lifted the lid of the furnace and looked inside, and there were small purple swirls that were slowly spinning, as if there were nebulae circulating endlessly, as if to suck in the eyes of a person. I don't know how many medicines have been refined in this Dan furnace, and the faint fragrance of medicine comes to the face, refreshing and refreshing.

This thing, at first glance, knows that it is not ordinary. Ning Xiaoxian repeated his old tricks, took the small furnace in front of his eyes to take a closer look, and gently stroked the runes on the furnace body, in fact, he let the demon eye observe closely. After a few breaths, Changtian let out a soft "huh", seemingly a little surprised.

"Little girl, are you optimistic?" the monk asked aloud when he saw that she was tossing and turning and not speaking.

There was no squeak in the long sky, presumably judging the quality of this stove. She'll have to procrastinate. "Can this real person tell me the origin of this stove?"

The monk stroked his long beard under his chin. "Does the little girl know that three hundred miles west of here, there is a fantasy called 'Heavenly Ladder'?"

Fantasy Ladder? I haven't heard of it. She shook her head honestly.

"There are many mysterious illusions in this world that are self-contained, and they are open to the world from time to time, but the conditions for entering are varied. This ladder illusion is a very special one, only mortals are allowed to enter the treasure hunt, and after forty-eight hours, they will be teleported. None of the treasures that everyone gets from them are the same, so it's all up to luck. He paused and said, "I have a distant nephew who was lucky enough to enter the Ladder Illusion. Just bring me this Dan furnace. ”

"I've tried it, and if I use it to refine the pill, the success rate can be increased by one and a half. ”

The rate of Cheng Dan has increased by one and a half percent? That's also very impressive! Her eyes lit up. The success rate is the probability of successfully making the pill. The more alchemy, the more she realized that it would be very difficult to learn this skill in the future, a good Dan furnace could not only improve the grade of the pill, but the most important thing was to increase the probability of becoming a pill!

But before she could speak, a voice next to her interjected urgently, "That's also quite impressive." How much is this Dan furnace, I want it!"

But it was another monk who was crouching next to him who spoke. He picked and flown around the stall next door for a moment, apparently pricking up his ears to listen to the situation.

Seeing that the three bearded monks and Ning Xiaoxian were both stunned. He urged, "How much is it?" This stove is good, I want it." ”

But the monk did not look at him, but sighed and said, "This stove is my beloved thing, if it is not for the urgent money." I don't want to sell it...... At the very least, it has to be sold for eight hundred spirit stones! Otherwise, it really won't be able to bear it. "There is endless sighing.

Eight hundred spirit stones? This price is really not expensive, she just saw the stove on a few stalls. The minimum is not less than 1,500 spirit stones. This furnace is in such good condition that it doesn't even need a thousand spirit stones.

In addition, the monk also said, "It's not expensive." I don't think this mortal girl can afford to pay so much money, so why don't you sell it to me?"

The three-bearded monk shook his head: "Wait. Doing business should be on a first-come, first-served basis. I talked to this girl first, and I had to see what she meant before making a decision. After speaking, Xiang Ning Xiaoxian looked over.

She was really anxious at the moment, and Changtian suddenly said quickly: "You turn this tripod over and let me take a look at it again." She took the stove from the hand of the monk and looked at it again, especially the bottom of the stove. She also saw that the bottom of the stove seemed to be painted with three characters of cinnabar, antique, but she didn't recognize the font at all. "What do these three words mean?"

The monk said solemnly: "Hong Taoding! This is the name of the Dan furnace." On the day the furnace is cast, the name will be cast on the bottom of the furnace. ”

"Hahaha! Hong Taoding, he actually said that this is Hong Taoding, hahahaha!" Changtian laughed loudly without warning, and the loud and magnetic voice suddenly rang like a bell, making her whole body jump in shock. Changtian may have laughed too happily, but she didn't realize that he had mixed supernatural powers into his voice, which shocked her and her chest was so stuffy that she almost vomited blood.

"Little girl, are you alright?" the three-locked-monk asked as he saw her suddenly jump up, and her face suddenly turned pale again.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. Changtian also knew that he had accidentally injured her, and there were two points of self-reproach in his voice, "Come into the Gods and Demons Prison later, and I will help you heal." ”

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's just an onset of chronic illness. She waved her hand to signal that she was okay. This was actually said to the bastard in the Gods and Demons Prison, who had gone crazy and almost injured her. But he's never been so out of shape, does this prove that the little stove in his hand is big?

The monk on the side was impatient: "Little girl, you just don't see what the bid means? Do you want this stove? If not, give it to me." ”

She calmed down, showed a look of shame and said: "I'm sorry, this stove is really good, I should have collected it on behalf of my family, but unfortunately I don't have enough spirit stones in my hand now, and I can't afford it." "She's telling the truth.

The monk sneered: "It turns out that there is no money!

He took out the storage bag from his arms, picked out a bunch of spirit stones and counted them, but the more he counted, the worse his face became, and finally Ai Ai said: "This senior brother, I don't have enough spirit stones on my body, can you wait? I went to the recommended sales area to pick up the stored things, and came to count with you!"

Ning Xiaoxian secretly rolled her eyes, this person buried her as a poor ghost, and it turned out that she didn't have much money in her hands.

Before the seller could nod his head, the monk had already hurried out.

The three-bearded monk glanced at his back and said to Ning Xiaoxian: "Little girl, I have a good eye for you, but I don't like this person. If you really want to buy it, I can lower the price for you. ”

He stroked his long beard again, as if he had made up his mind: "Six hundred spirit stones, I will sell them to you." How?"

Ning Xiaoxian was embarrassed: "I understand the kindness of real people." It's a pity that I really don't have so many spirit stones on my body, let alone six hundred spirit stones, even four or five hundred spirit stones, I can't take them out. She played with the small stove in her hand, and the body of the stove emitted bursts of purple light in the sun, which made her a little reluctant. However, after she bought the spirit rice, there were only more than 300 spirit stones left on her body, and the pill in the recommended sales area had not been sold for the time being, and she really couldn't afford this stove now.

The three-bearded monk muttered, "In that case, do you have something on you that can be worth the spirit stone?" After a pause, he continued, "Whatever silver is fine." I can also accept the ratio of 1,000 taels of silver to 1 spirit stone to make up the remaining difference. ”

He glanced in the direction of the recommended sales area, and urged, "It's better to make a decision quickly." When the monk returns, I can't put it back. ”

She still has a few treasures on her, there are more than 30,000 taels of silver tickets alone, if you exchange it according to the ratio he said, you can indeed redeem thirty spirit stones, but even if you take out all the four or five hundred years of ginseng and lingzhi in the storage bag, it is still not enough to make up six hundred spirit stones.

She pondered here, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the three-bearded monk had a calm face, and the light in his eyes flashed. A thought popped into my mind:

"In addition, the monk is obviously bidding higher, why does he have to sell this stove to me?" At this thought, all kinds of questions came to me, "This kind of thing is illusory, and the thief never wears me the halo of the protagonist who everyone loves, why do these three locks of beard can't get along with silver, and would rather sell them to me for less money?"

"I've already made it clear that the spirit stone is not enough, why does he still ask me if I have anything of value on me, even mortal silver is fine?

"Those who have nothing to do with their hospitality are either traitors or thieves. There are so many irrationalities in this man's words and deeds, and there is only one explanation that makes sense!

"This stove is a fake! no matter how strange it may seem, it's just a liar's package. ”

Thinking of this, her eyes gradually cleared, and she looked at the three-bearded monk and said, "I'm really sorry, all the things on my body can't add up to the number of six hundred spirit stones." I think you'll have to sell to that real person. ”

The three locks of beard did not give up, and asked: "So, how much do you have on you?" I'll see, and it doesn't hurt to sell it if it's suitable." ”

If it was a guess before, now she was eight percent sure that the fairy-looking guy in front of her was a liar.

With a look of embarrassment on her face, she spread her hands and said, "It's really not much, you can sell it to him." I won't delay you. After speaking, he cleaned up the stall and prepared to flash people. Even if she recognized him as cheating, she Ning Xiaoxian didn't plan to report and expose it. This guy is a monk after all, she is just a mortal, and she is not obligated to catch a liar. The next victim, ask for more blessings, aunt and grandmother Shinya!

Who knew that she wanted to avoid trouble, but trouble refused to let her go. The three locks of beard suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, and whispered, "Little girl, are you leaving?" (to be continued......)