As a common currency in the cultivation realm, spirit stones have always been converted to one high-grade spirit stone equal to one hundred, and middle-grade spirit stones are equal to ten thousand lower-grade spirit stones. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The middle-aged man handed Lin Ruoran a storage bag, and said with a smile: "This nephew, next time you have a Fu Seal, you will definitely come to the shop, and the price is guaranteed to be satisfactory."

Lin Ruoran smiled and said, "Uncle Shi, this is a talisman made by the master of a friend of mine, if it weren't for my friend's trouble, it wouldn't be my turn this time, I'm just an errand runner." ”

Lin Ruoran swept the spirit stones in the storage bag, three hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and eighteen thousand seven hundred lower-grade spirit stones, the number was very right, and he did not shy away from carrying it around his waist. The middle-aged man saw her big grinning movements, his eyes flashed, and he glanced at the shopkeeper meaningfully, and the shopkeeper nodded to him.

Lin Ruoran didn't care about the small movements between them at all, because there were still many second-grade attack talismans in her space, and her cultivation was a fourth-layer cultivation of qi refining outside, which was definitely a pretend to be a pig and a tiger, ensuring that they would come one, kill one, come two, and kill a pair.

Lin Ruoran glanced at the shopkeeper arrogantly, and said, "Senior brother, now take me to the place where the magic weapon is placed, I am going to bleed heavily in your shop today" The shopkeeper nodded hurriedly and agreed, and took the lead to lead her to the place on the second floor to sell the magic weapon.

Lin Ruoran stepped on the stairs and deliberately made a loud noise, attracting everyone's attention to deter those with bad intentions, not to mention that her action frightened some people, including the active shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was afraid that there was a high-ranking monk behind Lin Ruoran behind him, and he didn't dare to act rashly, not to mention that she must have life-saving treasures on her body, so he wiped out his careful thoughts at once. Although he was envious of the spirit stones in Lin Ruoran's storage bag, he also had to enjoy it.

Lin Ruoran saw a large shelf lined up in the center, only to see a dazzling array of magic weapons classified in different small grids, there are several eye-catching labels attached to it, the defense class is a shelf, most of the above are bells and jade pendant magic weapons, the attack class is a shelf, there are flying swords, knives, sticks, spears, etc., the flying machine class is a shelf, silk brocade hand, etc., the magic weapons are really varied, without weight. Lin Ruoran said to the shopkeeper with a lot of money: "Senior brother, can you bring me all the best defensive magic weapons, attack magic weapons, and flying magic weapons you have here?" ”

The shopkeeper readily agreed, turned around and was busy on the shelves for a while, Lin Ruoran took the time to glance at the complete range of magic weapons, and suddenly saw some tattered magic weapons on an inconspicuous shelf, which seemed to be very old, there was a clay pot there, it was pitch black, and the body was corroded piece by piece, revealing different metals, and the other was a long whip, which looked like bamboo, Lin Ruoran suddenly took a fancy to the whip-shaped magic weapon and decided to buy it.

The shopkeeper took a storage bag and handed it to Lin Ruoran, Lin Ruoran took them out one by one and placed them on the counter, each magic weapon has a ban on it, and only a part of the magic weapon can be seen.

Lin Ruoran happily paid the spirit stone and said to the shopkeeper: "Senior brother, you see that I have bought so many things in your store, and I can be regarded as a big customer, why don't you give me that whip magic weapon?" ”

The shopkeeper looked at the whip on her finger, hesitated, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and said: "Senior sister, that magic weapon was found in an ancient monk's cave, and it was taken out by a monk and sold. ”

"Okay" Lin Ruoran took out another hundred spirit stones and handed them to the shopkeeper, she took the whip and looked at it, her tentacles were slightly moist, she subconsciously felt that she had encountered a treasure, so she didn't dare to look at it, and hurriedly put it into the storage bag.

Lin Ruoran left with satisfaction under the warm farewell of the shopkeeper.

In a room on the top floor of the department store, a middle-aged man is respectfully reporting to a young man the business status of the pavilion, the young man is the young master of the department store, a monk in the middle of the Jindan period, and a highly qualified inner disciple of the gate sect, wearing a green robe embroidered with gold and silver threads with Xiangfei bamboo patterns, a jade crown on his head, a jade belt on his waist, and a lazy appearance sitting on a chair, with an elegant and handsome face, phoenix eyes and nose, thin lips slightly raised, as if satisfied with the middle-aged man's reply, In fact, when the middle-aged man said that there was a lot of people in the store today, his heart had already given birth to the intention of soliciting, so his divine sense spread out, looking for the person he was looking for, and when he saw that it was the girl who was marked by his divine sense, his heart subconsciously jumped suddenly, some incredible, some unbelievable, but the joy was still greater than the surprise, so when she wanted to buy a whip, he said to the middle-aged man, the person who bought the whip magic weapon can buy a hundred spirit stones. The middle-aged man didn't notice anything wrong, put down the ledger, and walked out.

Lin Ruoran had just walked a few steps when she saw Fang Xin in the ready-to-wear shop opposite, and she turned around and entered the ready-to-wear shop. She patted Fang Xin's shoulder, Fang Xin felt pain, turned around, saw that it was her, and asked, "Senior Sister Lin, you have bought all the items you need, I can go back by buying another ready-to-wear garment."

"Don't worry, Senior Sister Fang, it's still early, we can go around more, after all, this place is very close to the sect, and there is a law enforcement team of sect disciples, so there will be no chaos in general, and it is very safe." Lin Ruoran said with a smile.

Fang Xin spent more than a hundred spirit stones to buy a gorgeous dress-style robe, the style of the robe is novel and unique, with a round neck and a waist, and the delicate body of the female cultivator is concave and convex, the robe has two layers, the inside is woven of silk, warm in winter and cool in summer, and the outside is made of cicada wings, which is dazzling in the sun, attracting the attention of many beautiful monks.

Lin Ruoran and Fang Xin walked out of the ready-to-wear shop, and the two talked about the good-looking dresses in the ready-to-wear shop, Fang Xin said in an envious tone: "Senior Sister Lin, when I have a spirit stone, I will also open my own ready-to-wear shop, and when I see others wearing the magic clothes in my store, my heart will be beautiful." ”

"I didn't expect Senior Sister Fang to have such an ambition, if there is really such a day, I will also join, I will design a magic robe for you, and add some formations, it is guaranteed to be very popular and a big sale." Lin Ruoran couldn't help but think of the pattern he had designed in his previous life, and his heart moved, and the other party praised Haikou.

Lin Ruoran walked for a while, and felt a gaze staring at her without malice, she looked back curiously, and saw that it was a young man about twenty years old, dressed in a gorgeous and extraordinary green robe, embroidered with a Xiangfei bamboo pattern, with handsome eyebrows and eyes, and eyes looking at her attentively, it was Xie Yan, the young master of the department store.

Xie Yan's eyes did not dodge, his face was not shocked, and he let Lin Ruoran look at it for a while, he smiled at her, turned around and walked back, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Lin Ruoran shrugged his shoulders and continued to walk forward unconcernedly.

The two of them rode the crane to the road two hundred miles away from the sect, and suddenly out of the woods came a male monk with a black scarf, dressed in black, his hair tied up with a belt, stepping on a flying sword, holding a hammer weighing more than a thousand pounds in his hand to block the way of the two, and his exposed eyes stared at the two people fiercely.

When the black-clothed man who robbed suddenly appeared, the crane was let go of the black-clothed man's foundation building period monk, and he was frightened and didn't dare to take a step forward. Lin Ruoran and Fang Xin, who were sitting on it, looked at the man in black who suddenly appeared with a look of annoyance, they were both startled by the vicious eyes of the man in black, Fang Xin's voice trembled and asked Lin Ruoran, "Senior sister, what should I do?" ”

Lin Ruoran blinked, signaling her to be restless, and she opened her mouth to beg, "This uncle, we have everything to discuss, what do you want?" Make a price."

"Hey, hey! It's still this little lady who is interested, hand over your storage bags, and spare your life."

Lin Ruoran slandered: It's hard to be good now.