His cultivation at the peak of the martial artist realm will not attract people's attention.

And through the ability to change the system, turning yourself into a middle-aged person is even more commonplace, especially with an ordinary iron sword in your hand, you will be looked down upon even when you walk to the side of the road.

Ye Chen looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Among the many scattered cultivators, the old man sitting motionless in the distance had a bronze teapot in front of him, attracting his attention.

"Hey, it seems that there is really a treasure!" Ye Chen was suddenly overjoyed.

On the system panel, the teapot marked bronze is estimated to be worth 30 million gold coins.

There is nothing remarkable about it, and there is nothing peculiar about feeling its elemental power.

The only possibility is that it is a long time, something that has been handed down from ancient times.

Only in this way can it be full of the nourishment of heaven and earth, and the power of various elements can be absorbed by the system.

Ye Chen didn't show strong interest, just watched casually, came to the old man very unintentionally, and played with all kinds of spars and weapons on the table at will.

The old man himself closed his eyes and pondered, not wanting to pay attention to Ye Chen.

But watching Ye Chen pick and choose, the movement was not small, and he couldn't help frowning.

"If you don't buy it, please don't entertain in front of the old man, otherwise the old man won't mind freeing his hand and comparing with you. The old man was dissatisfied, and immediately threatened Ye Chen and said.

Ye Chen had an embarrassed look on his face, and he casually pointed to one of the swords.

"Buy, of course. ”

"There's no reason not to let people see it, or this... How much is this teapot, the most broken teapot, worth?" Ye Chen said directly to the bronze teapot to avoid attracting the attention of the old man.

The bronze teapot was not a treasure for trading, but a water carrier used by the old man to water the flowers.

The latter's face was bruised.

However, there were many observing cultivators around, and he didn't want to smash the signboard because of this, so he could only stretch out two fingers.

Ye Chen couldn't help but be a little surprised: "How many fingers are two?" ”

The old man's two fingers were a little confused, Ye Chen continued to ask, however, the old man who set up the stall twitched his eyelids, and wondered if Ye Chen was looking for trouble.

Of course, Ye Chen was not to blame, he really did not trade spirit stones for other items.

The resources obtained are either given by other practitioners, or they are bartered and exchanged for treasures of the same value through the treasures of higher resources.

"Two hundred spirit stones, if you want it, you can buy it for the old man quickly, if you don't buy it, then don't blame the old man for being polite!" the old man said angrily.

His low-key and reserved personality was a little upset when he was tortured by Ye Chen at this time.

Ye Chen saw that the other party was a little upset, and searched carefully in his storage space, but found that he didn't have any spirit stones at all.

There weren't even any low-level treasures.

But if you take out the Origin Crystal, I'm afraid it will attract everyone's attention.

For a while, Ye Chen was a little troubled.

He left many low-level resources to other cultivators, and the resources he had at hand were all top-notch treasures, not even a hundred-year-old medicinal herb, at least a thousand-year-level spirit grass.

Once you take it out, I'm afraid it will cause a sensation.

At this moment, let him find a treasure to trade, and it really feels like he can't get it.

If you take out the magic props, first, the other party does not know the goods, and secondly, you expose yourself.

Ye Chen was hesitating, and the old man stood up directly and looked at Ye Chen with angry eyes.

"Boy!"

"Don't tell the old man, you don't even have 200 rough stones!"

"It's just to amuse the old man!" said the old man, standing up and growling.

Two hundred spirit stones.

It's not a huge amount of money for a warrior.

It can be said that any cultivator deserves such resources.

And Ye Chen, as a peak martial artist, has hundreds of thousands of spirit stones at the least.

At this moment, seeing that he was made a problem by 200 spirit stones, the old man's face was already flushed, and he couldn't help but want to do it.

Ye Chen smiled awkwardly: "Senior, don't be anxious, I really don't have 200 spirit stones on hand, but I have something better!"

"What do you think?"

Ye Chen carefully placed one of the thousand-year-old spirit grasses in the storage ring and handed it to the old man.

He didn't attract the attention of the people around him.

The old man saw that Ye Chen's storage ring was very exquisite, even hundreds of thousands of spirit stones could not be purchased, so he picked it up for a while and took a closer look.

"Huh?" the old man was surprised.

Seeing the thousand-year-level spirit grass, the old man's face changed drastically in an instant, and he glanced at Ye Chen deeply, and his heart could be described as full of mixed feelings.

"Thousand-year-old spirit grass!"

"A thousand-year-old spirit grass, replaced by a broken bronze teapot?"

"It's still a top-notch storage ring, is this kid an idiot?"

"Or is the old man's bronze pot another thousand years?"

"It shouldn't be!"

"Even if the bronze teapot is a treasure, a deal that can be completed with two hundred rough stones, why would he make such a generous move and deliberately attract the attention of the old man?"

"Is it possible, just to show off the abundant resources at hand?"

The iron sword in his hand is only worth thirty spirit stones, hiss. ”

"Strange, really weird!" the old man looked at Ye Chen with an expression of disbelief.

Ye Chen frowned suddenly, and asked, "Do you sell it?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and seemed to realize that things seemed to be a little delicate.

"Sell, why not. The old man immediately agreed, for fear that Ye Chen would regret it.

"That's it!" Ye Chen nodded.

He directly picked up the bronze teapot and put it in his bag.

"It's so decided, anyway, the seniors didn't suffer. Ye Chen said, leaving directly into the distance.

The old man took a deep look at Ye Chen's back.

Looking at the extremely high-quality storage space ring in his hand, it was a little messy for a while.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, so he directly rolled up the many resources in front of him and caught up with Ye Chen's pace.

"Wait, stop for the old man!" the old man shouted behind him.

Ye Chen looked back at him lightly.

Anyway, the resources are in his own hands, and it is impossible to let him hand them over.

The old man stared into Ye Chen's eyes, wanting to question Ye Chen, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

Ye Chen asked rhetorically, "What, do you want to regret it?"

Facing Ye Chen's inquiry, the old man stood dumbfounded.

He looked at the delicate storage ring on his hand, and fell silent for a moment, his face extremely tangled.

After a long time, he said with difficulty, "Repentance, how can the old man repent?" ”

The old man thought about it carefully, looked at the fine ring on his hand and the thousand-year-old spirit grass, and shook his head.

"Therefore, there is a suspicious array!"

"That's it, even if the bronze teapot is really a special treasure, the old man doesn't have the life to explore its potential. ”

The old man seemed to be enlightened in an instant, and returned to the same place to set up a stall.

Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders and left on his own.

The interesting old man thought that Ye Chen was playing tricks.

Who would have thought to get two hundred spirit stones, Ye Chen really couldn't take them out, he really didn't lack thousands of spirit grass resources!