Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Fruit of Clear Qi

Tianchen Secret Realm will be opened in two days, all parties are gathered, ready to go, Rongcheng is becoming more and more lively, the most lively is the Yitao Street in the east of the city, this is the spirit master dragon and snake mixed, they set up stalls here to trade, all kinds of real and false things are available here, some people have found heavy treasures here, and some people have been deceived here. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mo Lian didn't come to try her luck, just because it was lively here to take a stroll, looking at all kinds of real and fake things on the stall, it was quite novel, Mo Lian played with the jade hairpin that the seller claimed to be made of Yun Nuan jade, the workmanship is very fine, but the material is similar to the appearance of Yun Nuan Jade, the value is much worse than Yun Nuan Jade, listening to the seller's blowing, and after the stall owner's mouth was dry, Mo Lian didn't say a word, put down the jade hairpin, and left the seller to stare at her back, so many lips and tongues were wasted.

Walking towards Yitao Street, Mo Lian saw that many people stopped by a spiritual weapon shop, not to enter the spiritual weapon shop, but to gather in front of a small stall next to the store, compared with a few other stalls, there were more than a dozen people in front of this stall, Mo Lian also leaned over to take a look, but was a little interested in the way this stall owner was selling.

There are hundreds of wooden square boxes on the stall, one square box is only the size of a palm, which can isolate spiritual sense, one of these hundred boxes has an eight-grade Qingqi fruit in a box, and the other boxes are all first- and second-order spirit grass and spirit fruits, buyers can only distinguish by smelling and touching the box, 10,000 gold coins a box, the same buyer can only buy one box.

"It's all up to luck, I've smelled it, the smell is the same in every box here, who can tell which one is the box containing the clear qi fruit."

"But isn't it, 10,000 gold coins apiece, if you don't pick the Qingqi Fruit, you won't lose it" Qingqi Fruit Flower Million Gold Coins is also priceless, if 10,000 gold coins can buy Qingqi Fruit, it will be a big profit, but who can know that he has this luck to pick a pick, and the onlookers discuss it word by word, and the stall owner is still sitting on the chair on the ground and looking at the book in his hand. The young man has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a pair of amber eyes are very smart, he is wearing the coarse cloth robe of ordinary people, and he has a ruffian body. In the spirit master world, anyone who has a little spiritual power will choose clothes with defensive effects, and Mo Lian, a spirit master like the stall owner, has really never seen it.

"Oops...... If you want to buy it, pick it quickly, and leave if you don't buy it, don't stand in front of my stall and delay my business. "The young people saw more and more people watching the excitement in front of the stalls, and they began to drive people away.

"Is there really a clear qi fruit in this?

"Don't say it, there really is, this spirit master started to set up a stall here the day before yesterday, someone bought it from him, and he was suspicious, and then when the stall was closed, the stall owner took out one from this pile of boxes, which contained genuine Qingqi fruit, you see, isn't this someone trying his luck again?"

In front of the stall, a spirit master picked up boxes and carefully selected, and finally selected one, but unfortunately it was only a first-order spirit grass, and the spirit master was unwilling to leave the stall. Yesterday, there was a good spiritual master who bought a box and didn't win, and wanted to spend money to buy all the boxes, but the stall owner disagreed, and the spiritual master used spiritual power, and as a result, a ground-level high-level spiritual master was beaten by the stall owner and was half disabled, only then did he know that this stall owner was at least a heaven-level low-level spiritual master, and no one dared to beat his idea anymore.

The crowds watching the excitement at the stalls gradually dispersed, and only a few spirit masters who wanted to try their luck were left to choose from the stalls. Mo Lian also squatted down, but she didn't pick up the box like a few other people, but put her index finger on the box and lightly clicked on the lid, stayed for a moment and then clicked to the next wooden box, although the stall owner kept looking at the book, but Yu Guang saw the situation on the stall, saw Mo Lian's movements, the stall owner's action of reading the book stopped, and then moved her eyes to Mo Lian's hand, her fingers kept touching the wooden box, and when she touched the fifteenth box, she picked up the box.

"Boss, I want this box"