Chapter 153: Buying and Selling Spiritual Objects

"It's best to have a senior sister to lead the way."

To put it mildly, at the request of Xia Yulin, Jing Qing walked to the counter of the Huadan Hall to pay the bill.

One hundred thousand spars, although it is a considerable amount, is nothing for a monk who has reached the level of Jindan, and it is very easy to take it out.

Although Jingqing didn't have so many spars, he had a lot of spiritual objects.

For example, in the Sword Forest Gate, the collected sword refining materials, and the stone cave of Tianmen Xiaobi, kill a large number of puppets and obtain various elixirs and cultivation resources.

These things, for him in the past, are extremely precious, even if they are not used for a while, they will not be sold.

But the plan can't catch up with the changes, and after ten years of cultivating in the Sword Mansion, Jingqing's strength is no longer the same as in the past.

These spiritual objects are no longer useful to him.

"I wonder how much these spiritual objects are worth? Huadan Palace, how many spars can be spent to eat this batch of goods. ”

With a faint smile, Jing Qing took out most of the unused spiritual objects from the storage bag and piled them on the counter, almost a hill.

In front of the counter, the delicate and charming girl, looking at the spiritual objects on the table, looked stunned, and after careful counting, she showed a very sunny smile:

"Senior brother, the total value of your spiritual objects is about 830,000 crystals, if you sell all of them to our Huadan Palace, you can directly pay you 800,000 crystals, and at the same time, the Sesame essence skin cream you buy can also be cheaper by 20%."

"This batch of spiritual objects, the quantity is very large, there are hundreds of shops nearby, and only our Huadan Hall can eat it, of course, if you are not too troublesome, you can also sell it in batches, then the price will be relatively high."

"No, I'll sell it all to you."

Jing Qing roughly calculated and nodded.

The price given by Hua Dan Hall is quite fair, and it does not take too much advantage of itself, and the most important thing is to save time.

He didn't have the time, he ran around for tens of thousands of spars.

"Xiao Li, remember to give me 20,000 crystals."

Yulin stepped forward with a smile and patted the girl's shoulder, looking familiar.

"Senior Sister Yulin, rest assured."

"10,000 is the reward given by this senior brother, and 10,000 is a rebate for Sesame Essence Skin Cream, and it will not be given less because of the price concession."

"Wait a minute, I'll go get the hedron and come back."

The girl named Xiao Li pursed her lips and smiled, put away the spiritual objects on the table, saluted politely, and left the counter.

"Rebates?"

Xiao Li left, and Jing Qing immediately looked at Yulin with a playful look.

"Why, you have an opinion!"

At first, his face turned red, and then Yulin shook his hair neatly, and he was aggressive: "I didn't lie to you, Sesame Essence Muscle Cream is indeed the most suitable medicine for treating physical injuries." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Jing Qing laughed, and when he arrived at Yulin, a terrifying aura emerged, and he closed his mouth knowingly.

A moment later, Xiao Li walked over with a storage bag in her hand.

"800,000 spars, money and goods."

Untie the forbidden spirit lock on the bag, and "bang", piles of spars rolled down, floating in the air under the action of the counter spirit array, showing the quantity.

A full 800,000, the hedron piles up, and the aura emitted is coveted.

With a sweep of spiritual sense, knowing that the number was correct, Jing Qing's palm brushed it, and the spar was put into the storage bag.

Yulin was also extremely happy, took the 10,000 spars in Xiao Li's hand, his face was red, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

"Why, just 20,000 spars, just make you so excited, senior sister?"

Jing Qing thought it was funny, when Yulin used 20,000 spars to buy the golden fire dove feathers in his hand, it was very bold and atmospheric.

"What do you know, this is the first time that an old lady has found something in your hands."

Yulin wrinkled her delicate nose and waved her robe: "Let's go, I'll take you to find something that can expel the spiritual power of Fengxing, don't lose it." ”

Before the words fell, she cast a ghost spell, and she had already turned into a phantom and floated out of the gate of the Huadan Palace.

"Can you keep up?"

Jing Qing turned his head and looked at Zhou Shishi, who was expressionless and still silent.

Zhou Shi nodded, turned into five fingers of white bones, and shook slightly, stirring the surrounding air current, forming a gentle flow of wind.

And he, the whole person melts into this wind, and he is not slow at all.

"What a clever retreat technique, although the Five Spirits Sect has declined, there is still a bit of heritage left."

Jing Qing was amazed by Zhou Shishi's technique.

This kind of technique is not unpopular, basically every monk is involved, but there are few strong people who major in this technique, and the main reason is that this technique is easy to learn and difficult to master.

Dun needs to be integrated into the five elements, turned into the five elements, and become a part of the five elements.

It's easy to integrate, even if Jing Qing doesn't practice magic, he can do it, but turning into a part of the power of the five elements requires real talent.

After all, the five elements are mutually reinforcing and completely different in nature.

Zhou Shishi is so young, he can escape into the wind, which shows that his talent and understanding are already amazing.

The pace was like a demon dragon, closely following the back of the wind, only one step away, Jing Qing touched his nose and smiled heartily.

A Five Spirit Sect that is about to fall out of the second-rate level can have such a master, but what about other sects?

Those second-rate tops, even first-class sects, how many young masters should there be, and among them, how many people will come to Tianmen.

Leisurely thinking, those strong men of other sects, under the leadership of Yulin, Jingqing and Zhou Shishi, unconsciously walked through the crowd, left the market, and came to a basin a hundred miles away.

The terrain here is strange, lacking in sunlight, and the surface is overgrown with moss, which is very shady and barren.

Only in the center of the basin, a very tall mountain pillar that can be exposed to the light, lush seedlings overgrow the hill, but below is bare rock, a bit like an upside-down mop.

Far away, there was a faint sound of the piano, coming from the top of the mountain pillar, the sound was not loud, but it was very clear and moving.

"Here, this is Senior Brother Zhong Lang's residence."

Yu Lin stopped the ghost technique, his body recovered from the ghost shadow, and pointed to the mountain pillar and said: "Senior brother, if you want to expel the spiritual power of Fengxing, it is not difficult, as long as you can ask Senior Brother Zhong Lang for a gourd of wind and wine, and soak it for half an hour, you can be cured."

"How?"

Jing Qing asked with interest.

"It's not hard to ask."

"Senior Brother Zhong Lang likes to make wine, play the piano, and fight on weekdays, as long as you can outperform him in these three things...... I don't need to talk about the rest. ”

Yu Lin smiled slyly, and only half of his words were spoken.

"Brewing, playing the piano, fighting? Interesting, according to what you say, I can only have a fight with this senior brother? ”

Gently stroking the sword scabbard on his waist, the corners of Jing Qing's mouth were raised.

He had tried to make wine, but he was not proficient in it, and the wine used for refining bones still does not know whether the medicinal effect is up to standard. He also knows a little bit about playing the piano, but it's all music from his previous life, and now he has almost forgotten it.

Now it seems that there is only one way to move the sword.