Walking down the misty passage of the passage, it didn't take long for the front to suddenly open up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The grass is green, the wildflowers are blooming, and the butterflies are flying, where is the fog?

Just looking back, the fog is still there, and the passage is slowly healing at the moment.

Before a few people could take a good look, a gray-robed middle-aged figure gradually appeared at the mouth of the valley in front of them.

As soon as he saw Su Jiu and the others, a polite smile instantly appeared on his face: "In Xia Panghua, he is the maintainer of this misty imitation city." ”

Maintain people?Su Jiu's eyes flashed slightly, is it to maintain this formation?

As if sensing what Su Jiu was thinking, Pang Hua smiled kindly: "I have learned the way of the formation for a few years, and I have laid down this little mist array, which makes Daoists laugh." ”

Su Jiu thought about it for a while, and probably understood that he was going to pay some spirit stones, so he didn't bother to beat around the bush, and asked directly with a smile when he opened his mouth.

"Su and the others are coming to this misty imitation market for the first time, and they are tired of being told by Daoist friends, how many of us enter the valley, how many spirit stones do we need in total?"

Hearing this, Pang Hua's smile deepened, and he immediately waved his hand happily and said, "No more, no less, one spirit stone per person." ”

Hearing this, Su Jiu couldn't help but squint his eyes, it's really not cheap.

However, he didn't bother to care, let alone cause more trouble, so he almost didn't hesitate, and directly took out four spirit stones and handed them over.

Pang Hua took it happily, his eyes were about to narrow into a slit, and he immediately made a gesture of invitation to the side: "Come with me." ”

Following behind Pang Hua, Su Jiu and the others entered the valley, but they found that the valley was extremely small, and there was no one around, let alone the imitation city.

When he was puzzled and vigilant, he saw that Pang Hua walked straight to the mountain wall on the left, and his hands moved, and he shot out a spiritual light.

In an instant, there was a tremor on the ground, and then a spiritual light flashed on the mountain wall, and there were invisible ripples on the mountain wall in an instant.

After a while, the ripples rippled, and a long and narrow opening opened with a bang. Enough for two people to pass side by side.

"Passing through the Yongdao, it is the imitation of the city, a few people are pleased. Pang Hua stood sideways, obviously no longer intending to lead the way.

Su Jiu's eyes flashed slightly, and there was a sense of vigilance in his heart, but his feet did not stop, and he said to Pang Hua that he was tired, and he walked into the road first.

A few people hurriedly followed.

The road is not wide or narrow, and there is a kind of spar called the Night Stone inlaid on the mountain wall on both sides at intervals, illuminating the road as if it were day.

Su Jiu raised his eyebrows, it seems that the background of this misty imitation city is not small......

The three of them were amazed, and Li Mu was even more curious.

The road was not long, and before they reached the end of the exit, there was already a noise coming, which instantly lifted the spirits of several people.

As soon as I got out of the road, I found that I was in a huge grotto, with countless spars on the top, and the bluestone paving on the ground, and many monks came and went.

In the distance, there are also shops and houses, and the streets are crisscrossed, and there are many street vendors on both sides, shouting loudly or meditating with their eyes closed.

"Is this the Sanxiu imitation market?" Fang Yan's eyes were amazed, and he immediately ran to the stall not far away, like a country child entering the city for the first time, his eyes were full of brilliance.

Su Jiu's eyes also had a bright light in her eyes, this was also the first time she came to the Scattered Cultivation City, but she didn't expect it to be such a scene.

When he looked around and came back to his senses, Li Mu didn't know when he also went to the dialect.

As soon as the stall owner saw the visitor, he was instantly energetic, picked up the things on the stall, and began to introduce them endlessly.

What kind of peerless exercises, historical relics, centuries-old spirit grass, listening to the dialect, my eyes lit up for a while.

But Su Jiu heard a black line, and when he got closer, it was just some ordinary goods.

So as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled a few people aside, and painstakingly taught them, and then ripped off a storage bag from his waist and handed it to Fang Yan.

"There are some spirit stones and some talismans in here, you can go shopping on your own, but remember not to cause trouble, this place is not more ordinary. ”

Speaking of this, Su Jiu also glanced at Wen Qi specially.

Wen Qi was suddenly embarrassed, but there was no way, whoever called him a bad review, he was almost a gentleman.

So he hurriedly assured that he would definitely keep to himself and never have much to do.

Su Jiu nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "When I leave, I will use the transmission note to inform you, and if there is any danger, you can also transmit the sound to inform me." ”

After saying that, he told Li Mu a few more words, then turned around and left, and soon drowned in the crowd.

Seeing Su Jiu leave, Fang Yan's well-behaved expression changed instantly, he checked the storage bag in his hand, smiled, patted Wen Qi and the others, and said, "Let's go, senior brother, I'll take you to see and learn." ”

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Su Jiu walked around several elixir shops along the bluestone street, and finally stopped in front of a shop called the Hundred Herb Pavilion.

Before he stepped in, a middle-aged monk greeted him with a smile: "I don't know if Xiaoyou is buying or selling?"

Su Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the middle-aged monk, who was not fat or thin, and his cultivation was actually a ninth-level Qi refining layer.

"I have some spiritual herbs here, but I don't know if the price of your store is fair?" This is what Su Jiu cares about, after all, this is closely related to her exercises.

"Fairness and fairness, naturally fairness, little friends can rest assured. The middle-aged monk rubbed his hands and nodded with a smile.

"I don't know the little friend's spiritual herb ......"

Without waiting for the middle-aged monk to finish speaking, Su Jiu raised his hand, a green shadow flashed, and three identical herbs suddenly appeared in his palm.

They are all green leaves and white flowers, but there are only two petals.

As soon as he took it out, there was a fragrant aura that diffused, and at the same time, the aura was shining, and the surroundings were instantly filled with aura.

"White-petaled flower?" The middle-aged monk was stunned for a moment, this white-petaled flower is very common, and it is not worth many spirit stones.

But after seeing the small dark white lines on the petals, he instantly changed color: "The pattern is more than 100, this, this is a hundred years of white petal flowers?!, or more than 300 years old?!"

White-petaled flowers are common, but white-petaled flowers that are 100 years old are rare.

White-petaled flowers are difficult to cultivate, almost all of them are wild and wild-growing, self-fending and self-extinguishing, often not more than a hundred years, they are picked by monks, and they are generally imitating the city in the cultivation world, and there are few white-petaled flowers of a hundred years.

Its medicinal properties are mild, and it can be compatible with several kinds of spiritual herbs, if it is used for a hundred years to alchemize, the quality of some ordinary pills will definitely be easily improved.

It is loved by most Dan masters, but it is difficult to find.

The middle-aged monk's breathing was suddenly urgent, and he couldn't wait to take the white-petaled flower from Su Jiu's hand and identify it carefully.

After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Su Jiu solemnly.

"The general price of white-petaled flowers is about one of ten spirit stones, but Xiaoyou, these three plants, with hundreds of years, are not comparable to ordinary white-petal flowers, and this price will naturally be doubled several times. ”

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ps: Ask for collection ~ Ask for recommendation ~ (looking forward to the monthly pass ing~) (to be continued.) )