(Today's third watch, third watch)

There are also many monks gathered along the river, and under the shade of large willow trees, there are stalls of different sizes, and a group of monks are picking and choosing goods. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This so-called ghost market is some mobile stalls without shops, if there are monks who don't like to sell their things at a low price to the shops in the market, and want to sell them at a high price, they can set up a stall here.

Of course, this so-called high price is still lower than the price in the shops in the market.

For example, Liu Changsheng just sold more than ten magic weapons, if he got them here to sell one by one, he would definitely be able to sell about three thousand more spirit stones, but if he wanted to get more three thousand spirit stones, he needed to spend time and energy to patiently set up a stall here, and he might not be able to sell them out within three or five days.

In addition to the elixirs, magic weapons, talismans and other things that are refined by themselves, there are also some treasures such as spiritual ores and spiritual materials obtained from outside the mountain gate in the ghost market.

However, there are also good and bad things in the ghost market, and many people are often shoddy, and if they don't have a certain eyesight, they may be pitted and vomit blood, and there is no place to reason.

Some of the monks who came to this ghost market were low-level disciples who were shy and couldn't afford to buy all kinds of spiritual objects in the shops in the Fang Market, and wanted to spend cheap money here to buy suitable things, and the other part were well-informed ninth-level disciples like Yang Yi, whose purpose was to try their luck in the ghost market and pick up leaks.

And the monks who often set up stalls in the ghost market, most of them are old fritters from the two halls of Tianying and Linghe, and among the disciples of these two halls, there are the largest number of monks in the realm of condensation qi above the seventh layer, and many people are trapped in the bottleneck for dozens of years and cannot break through, so they will go to get some tasks to go out and look for opportunities, and some of them really found some rare spiritual ores and spiritual materials, and even found some ancient caves and treasures left outside.

These spiritual ores, spiritual materials, and ancient cultivation relics can be described as good and bad, although many of them are useless and incomplete, but there are also some valuable things that are looked down upon by people.

In addition to being familiar with refining materials, Liu Changsheng didn't know anything about all kinds of other strange things, and he was a rookie.

silently followed behind Yang Yi, wandering around in front of one stall after another, looking at everything that was novel.

"This brother, how do you think you are a little familiar?"

When passing by one of the stalls, one of the two monks who set up the stall suddenly stared at Liu Changsheng up and down, and then asked.

Liu Changsheng heard the prestige.

This is a big fat man who is white and fat, eight feet tall, like a mountain of meat, and his face is trembling with the words.

"Are you...... White crane chirping? ”

Liu Changsheng carefully looked at the fat man's appearance, his heart moved, and he asked uncertainly.

The fat man in front of him, with small eyes and a collapsed nose, can match Bai Heming, but he is several times fatter than ten years ago.

Looking at the white crane logo on his Heavenly Master's robe, it was obviously a disciple of the Spirit Crane Hall.

"Haha, it's me, Master Liu...... Hey, no, now I should call you Senior Brother Liu! ”

Bai Heming noticed the mana fluctuations in Liu Changsheng's body, and his small eyes suddenly widened, and his expression was full of shock.

The Heavenly Master robe that Liu Changsheng was wearing was received by Yang Yi from the White Tiger Hall a year ago, and the two silver belts on the placket represented the identity of the two-star Heavenly Master, and at this moment, judging from the mana fluctuations revealed in Liu Changsheng's body, it was obviously the realm of the seventh layer of Qi Condensation.

As for Bai Heming, ten years ago he was already a third-layer realm of condensation, but now, he is only a sixth-layer realm of condensation.

"People are disciples of the Inner Fourth Hall, and their cultivation speed is faster than yours, what's so unusual?"

The old man beside Bai Heming glanced at Liu Changsheng and Yang Yi, and said casually.

This old man, with a pointed chin, a small head, gray hair, a wrinkled face, a pair of yellow eyes flashing but a thief is bright, his appearance is like a big mouse, and his face is treacherous, but this old man is a three-star heavenly master with a nine-layer condensing qi.

"Senior Brother Hu, there are a lot of treasures here!"

Yang Yi said with a slight smile, as if she knew the old man.

"That is, the old decay has lived for more than 160 years, if you can't get a few treasures, wouldn't it be in vain?"

The old man said with a grin, looking Liu Changsheng up and down, and saw that Liu Changsheng had a large storage bag hanging from his waist, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

With a roll of his eyes, he reached out and picked up a fist-like black and shiny piece of iron from the stall, shook it at Liu Changsheng, and said: "Those who can follow Yang Yi's kid are all the elites of the White Tiger Hall, and there has always been no shortage of spirit stones in their hands, boy, see clearly, this is a piece of high-grade fine iron, everyone is an acquaintance, and a hundred spirit stones are cheap for you!" ”

Seeing that this old man seemed to be more talkative than Bai Heming, and he was a self-acquaintance, Liu Changsheng sighed in his heart, this is really a gathering of likes.

Glancing at the iron in the old man's hand, he was speechless in his heart, it seems that this old man is only afraid of a magic stick, where is this piece of refined iron, it is clearly a black iron ore that has been purified twice, although black iron ore is also a kind of iron ore with spirituality, but it is not a class of refined iron ore, the value is too far away, it cannot be purified into fine iron at all, and it can only refine some middle and lower grade magic weapons, but, from the appearance, black iron and refined iron are really a little similar.

This small piece of black iron ore is not worth even ten spirit stones.

"Senior brother is too polite, junior brother doesn't refine weapons, what is the use of this fine iron, senior brother should keep it!"

Liu Changsheng said quietly, glanced at Bai Heming, and said, "By the way, doesn't Senior Brother Bai need to cultivate on weekdays?" ”

"What do you mean kid, look down on Lao Tzu, right, isn't setting up a stall cultivation? Bai Heming, this little bastard, doesn't follow Lao Tzu to set up a stall here to cultivate, where is there a spirit stone to buy pills, how can he become a three-star heavenly master if he doesn't buy pills, do you think everyone is like Liu Changsheng's bastard, and there will be magic weapons smashed in front of him when he walks on the road? ”

Seeing that Liu Changsheng didn't accept the "fine iron" he handed over, the old man surnamed Hu changed his complexion, became furious, pointed at Liu Changsheng's nose and jumped to his feet and scolded.

Seeing the old man scolding, the stall owners and the monks around several nearby stalls couldn't help but look over.

And the stall owners looked at Liu Changsheng, and they all showed gloating expressions.

"Damn, this old bastard is starting to trick people again!"

"Isn't it, there are no treasures in his stall now, it's clearly all pits!"

"Why does this old bastard like to have trouble with the disciples of the Inner Fourth Hall?"

"Who knows, maybe the disciples of the four halls are rich!"

"It's not about money, haven't you heard of it, this old bastard was kicked out of Suzaku Hall!"

"The treasures that this old bastard has worked so hard to accumulate were cleaned up by Uncle Cai of the Law Enforcement Hall last time, and he doesn't have a long memory!"

"Count on him to have a long memory, unless he's dead!"

"This guy, it's only been less than three months, and Bai Heming's good child is stunned that he has taught badly!"

"No way, who let Bai Heming break the old fox's really good baby!"

"Who knows if the old bastard's treasure is a real baby, maybe it's a deliberate trick for the white crane!"

……

There was a lot of talking.

More than half of the monks who set up stalls nearby were disciples of Linghetang, and they were very familiar with the old man and Bai Heming.

Seeing the old man pointing his nose and scolding himself, Liu Changsheng's face suddenly became gloomy, and an evil fire churned in his heart.

"This is too decrepit, there are people bullying everywhere you go, is it bad luck or your appearance looks too honest and honest, everyone wants to step on it?"

Yang Yi's face was also gloomy.

"What, if you don't accept it, dare to say that Lao Tzu's piece of refined iron is not smelted well, don't you leave today, can't you buy it?"

The old man shouted out of nothing, his two little eyes were full of fierce light, holding the black iron ore in his hand, staring at Liu Changsheng's head, it seemed that Liu Changsheng dared to say a word not to buy, he would smash this black iron ore on Liu Changsheng's head.

Bai Heming looked embarrassed, stretched out his hand and pulled the old man's sleeve, and reminded in a low voice: "Senior brother, don't say a word, this Senior Brother Liu is none other than Liu Changsheng!" ”

"What?"

The old man shouted strangely.

With his mouth wide open, he looked Liu Changsheng up and down, the expression on his face changed from anger to surprise to ecstasy, suddenly he smiled, his figure flickered, he stepped over from the stall, stretched out his hand and grabbed Liu Changsheng's clothes, and said: "Hehe, it turns out that you are Liu Changsheng, great, don't you have a magic weapon in your hand, take it out and show it to the old man?" ”

Fang Cai is still calling himself "Lao Tzu", but now he is called "Lao Decay".

Seeing that the old man's face changed faster than turning a book, and he mentioned the "magic weapon" in public, and shouted his name loud enough, Liu Changsheng suddenly had a headache.

Sure enough, when they heard the word "magic weapon", the surrounding monks looked over one after another, their eyes lit up, and several monks who were selecting treasures walked over quickly from a distance.

Yang Yi frowned, and said to Liu Changsheng: "Let's go, we should go back too!" ”

"Where to go, you have to go by yourself, this is Lao Tzu's distinguished guest!"

The old man glared at a pair of soybean eyes, looked at Yang Yi viciously, and let out a low roar unceremoniously.

"Hu Qiankun, are you tired of life!"

Yang Yi said coldly, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

He had long known that this old man was a hob meat, but he didn't expect this old man to dare to cut the knife on his head. is also a ninth-layer cultivator of Qi Condensation, he is in the White Tiger Hall, but this old man is in the Linghe Hall, from this point you can see the strength and identity of the two, but this old man dares to scold him in front of so many people, this disciple of the White Tiger Hall, it is really unbearable.

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