"I still have things to deal with, you can use these spirit stones, and when I come back, I will go back to the sect with you, and I must not go out at will. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Qin Wanru handed over a storage bag and carefully instructed Lu Fei.

As the person closest to Lu Fei now, Qin Wanru also knew some secrets about Lu Fei, and the current Lu Fei's methods against the enemy could not be regarded as a rookie in the Qi refining period at all.

If you really use all the means to go all out, everyone in the early stage of foundation building will suffer a big loss, in fact, Qin Wanru is far from knowing Lu Fei's hole cards.

Not to mention the cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, even if they changed to a more advanced stage of foundation building, Lu Fei could also win with superior means.

Mu Feng's incarnation doesn't look glamorous, it's also very bad.

The parting with Qin Wanru did not have the reluctant little daughter attitude, Lu Fei was just a little empty in his heart.

He sighed to himself that this was not a good phenomenon, and quickly focused his attention on the lively market.

Sure enough, his mood slowly improved, and Lu Fei was deeply attracted by countless treasures.

As long as it was the immortal cultivation resources in this area, the kind of treasure light emitted by itself was as vivid as a firefly in the darkness in Lu Fei's eyes.

It's a pity that the quantity of those treasure lights is there, but the quality is too poor, and the treasure lights are as weak as candles in the wind.

Getting rid of those inconspicuous cultivation resources, Lu Fei wandered around and came to the free trading area, which was an area of nearly ten acres in size at this time.

All kinds of shouting, all kinds of shouting, all kinds of bluffs are attracting passers-by, and the stalls are like antique stalls in Lu Fei's previous life, which makes him feel like a world away.

Lu Fei came to a stall with a relatively large area according to his own induction, and the stall was full of all kinds of items. There are raw ores of different colors and sizes, jade boxes of different sizes with various labels on them, which are full of various elixirs, there are more than a dozen magic weapons that exude not weak spiritual light, and there are also stacks of talismans with different functions.

Obviously, there is a certain strength behind this stall, otherwise there would be no place to exchange so many good things, and even if there is, it is very likely to be hacked.

The surroundings of the booth were full of low-level disciples of Taobao, except for casual cultivation, which was naturally dominated by the low-level disciples of the Divine Refining Sect.

After wasting a good effort, Lu Fei squeezed into the innermost layer, looking at the dazzling array of goods, Lu Fei thought slightly, and picked up a brass ring from the stall.

The brass ring was already a little broken, and the tiny cracks wrapped around the ring like a spider's web.

"Little brother is really good eyesight, this ring has an unusual origin..."As soon as Lu Fei got his hands on it, one of the three stall owners immediately enthusiastically promoted it.

For the owner of the stall, even if it is a rag, he can say that it is an unearthed product of such and such a ruin, and a piece of scrap iron is also a fragment of an ancient treasure in his mouth.

"How many spirit stones?" Lu Fei succinctly interrupted the stall owner's boasting.

"Eight hundred spirit stones!" replied the stall owner firmly.

Without waiting for Lu Fei to say anything, there were boos from all around.

This price is indeed a bit excessive, although the sky-high asking price is to pay back, but the opening price of eight hundred is far higher than the ability of the disciples in the Qi refining period to bear.

Ordinary Qi refining stage cultivators can only save a dozen spirit stones after a year's hard work.

"That's eight hundred, at most eighty!" Lu Fei also showed a startled look, and put the ring towards the stall as he spoke.

Under normal circumstances, the transactions between the two parties are secret conversations, and there are really not many people like Lu Fei who say it clearly, and it can be seen from this point that Lu Fei is more like a spectator.

"Eighty is eighty!" said the stall owner, gritting his teeth and stomping his foot.

It's just that the smile in his eyes can be seen by everyone around him, and immediately everyone begins to gloat.

"If you don't see it, this is a lack of experience in youth, don't buy it, don't talk about the price. An old man with a gray beard passed on his experience to several of his juniors.

"Eat a trench to grow a wisdom, spend some spirit stones to get a lesson, and don't lose. "There are also people who take the opportunity to ridicule. "Stallholder, you're not authentic, people didn't say they wanted to buy it. A strong man like an iron tower said in a loud voice.

"The stall owner made a bid, and he also counteroffered, and the stall owner even agreed, why not buy it?" This one cultivation is enough to have the peak realm of the Qi refining period, but from the clothes and the outfit on his body, it can be seen that he is with the three stall owners.

When the trust is not qualified, but now people have the upper hand in the cultivation of a reason, and there are even more echoing voices around them, and they are frightened by timid estimates.

"Okay! I'll buy it!" Lu Fei looked extremely painful and annoyed, and he took a while to hand over the spirit stone.

At this moment, this small handful of spirit stones seemed to be the flesh of Lu Fei's heart, and it was extremely difficult to give up, but the stall owner was agile, and suddenly jumped up to Lu Fei, took the spirit stone with a magical movement, and stuffed the ring that Lu Fei had thrown to the ground into Lu Fei's palm.

"Cash on delivery, Tong Suo is not bullied, what else do you need, I will give you a ninety-nine discount for heavy bleeding today. As he spoke, he counted the spirit stones in his hand piece by piece, and the crisp collision sound was like a tinkling spring, moistening the stall owner's heart.

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