The advantage of overhauling the Immortal City is that everyone has seen a wide range of things. Except for the little Qi refining cultivator who had just gone out to practice, everyone else had the ability to collapse in front of them without moving. No matter how strange-looking people or beasts swagger through the market, people will ignore them at most glances.

It is common for spirit beasts to run out on their own. Some scattered cultivators set up stalls, and the owner was not there at all, and he didn't know where to go, so he directly squatted there by the spirit beast to watch the scene.

The prices of things are clearly written, and I don't like to buy them. If you want to buy it, just pay for the spirit beast, as long as the number is not too large, some spirit beasts who know numbers can basically calculate clearly.

Besides, this is also a gimmick, and people passing by will take a second look even if they are not so curious. And there are many people who think that places that don't bargain seem to be high, and things are generally better, but they go to patronize such stalls.

Zhong Zhen also realized that she had come over, she had a lot of stolen storage bags in her hand, and there were all the magic weapons in the elixir, and they were sold in big stores, and everyone bought them as if they were broken copper and iron, and they were picky and disgusted, as if they were beggars.

And those who received the goods thought that she was a spirit animal, deliberately confusing the public, and extremely black-hearted said that the inferior spirit weapon was a magic weapon.

In desperation, Zhong Zhen had no choice but to decide to set up a stall and return to his old business in the Dark Tomb Gate.

Spend a spirit stone every day, you can set up a stall in the fang market in the north of the city, and you can build a shed to set up tables and chairs on a wide site. People who have set up stalls for a long time and have sufficient goods will spend an extra spirit stone and buy an extra stall that is connected together, which will attract more attention.

Of course, the booths with large banners are indispensable to attract attention.

One man hung a banner that read: Sell all your possessions for the Salvation Master.

There are also people hanging: the store is closed and relocated, and the inventory is 7% off.

If you pay spirit stones every day, a spirit stone can only be placed for one day, and the location is not very good, they are all in a few corners, and no one cares about them at all. Zhong Zhen paid five spirit stones in one go, which could be placed for seven days, and the place would be slightly better. Not so many people don't pass by in a day.

Those fixed stalls are paid year by year, the location is in the most lively center, and the cost of the stall is only half of that of retail investors.

Most of these people are old men who have no hope of advancement. Usually I buy some cheap things, and I "clear the sale" every day, and the banners are already very old, and they don't change them for several years or even ten years.

This place is completely forbidden to let the stall owners shout casually. Thousands of stalls, everyone shouting and selling. That's not a pot of porridge. If there is a new cultivator who does not understand the rules, he will be glared at by the other vendors, and then immediately speak out to stop them.

If you don't make some gimmicks and sit here dryly, you will only drown in the army of stalls, and Zhong Zhen has also learned from others to make a lot of vulgar dresses.

She hung countless colorful ribbons on her wings, arranged in a beautiful fan-shape, and the whole wing spread out from her back, almost reaching the next stall.

I wanted to comb my hair and get an eye-catching hairstyle. But the hair was long and plentiful, and piled up on the head so heavy that it looked like a big lump of black cow dung, and it was ugly to death no matter how you combed it. If she took the sword and cut it in half, it would grow the next day, and she would have no choice but to scatter it.

Fortunately, the hair is very strong, and occasionally I can be a duster, otherwise it is really a very boring thing.

But even so, she still wore a long red turban on top of her head. All the way to the ground. Thinking of Li Huaixu's song as a matchmaker for little ghosts, Zhong Zhen specially made a head-sized silk flower out of excess red cloth and pinned it on the top of his head.

This kind of self-defilement method is extremely rare among the female cultivators in the immortal cultivation world. Either you can make it pure and ethereal. Either that's in the direction of glamorous.

Such a disgusting dress is very eye-catching, so Zhong Zhen's business is good.

There are a lot of messy magic weapons on the stall, and there are some low-grade spiritual weapons. There is no need to sell the high-grade spiritual weapons, and they are all kept for their own use.

There are many monks who care for her, and some people ask her if she is a fake spirit animal. The wings are simply attached.

Zhong Zhen always reciprocated with a sincere smile.

No matter what people ask or say, they all laugh silly, and they don't answer anything except for the price.

Spirit beasts set up stalls like this, and she is no exception.

Outside Lianbi City is a continuous mountain range, whether it is gathering spiritual grass or killing demon beasts, there are many people, weapons are inevitably damaged, and there are many people who come to the stalls to buy bargains.

Of course, Zhong Zhen didn't plan to sell it at a price that was more expensive than the official store outside, and it was slightly cheaper. No one is a fool, take it in your hand and weigh it, enter some aura to feel the characteristics of the weapon, and you will know how many spirit stones are worth.

This kind of price sells quite well, and it is not the same as being bought by others as rags.

Zhong Zhen didn't plan to sell the pill, so he kept it for himself.

The benefits of the demon beast's body are reflected at this time, it is basically a rice bucket, there is no pill that hurts the meridians, and the pill that is eaten can not only strengthen the body, but also the extra aura is all made up to the demon pill.

The white demon pill the size of a sesame seed in her body has slowly grown up a lot in the past two years after taking pills and spirit grass in Ghost Jianyuan, and she has almost become like a peanut. Although I don't know how many steps it is, but looking at the eyes of others, it can't be a first- or second-order, at least third- or fourth-order.

The business is so-so, I came to set up a stall early in the morning, and I have already sold four magic weapons, which is much better than many that have not yet opened.

The stall next door to Zhong Zhen's left was a beautiful female cultivator, selling spirit wine, and a table of large and small jade bottles was set up, exuding a smell of wine with the fragrance of flowers.

The nun didn't put up any eye-catching banners, and her way of attracting sellers was simple and primitive. The clothes were not only thin, but also unusually exposed, and the two balls on the chest were exposed at least half, and because the skin was properly maintained, they were extremely white and tender, and the two balls shone white and sparkling in the sun.

and blinded men's eyes.

Even if they didn't stare twice, the male nuns who passed by had to pretend to squint as if nothing had happened.

If there is a kind of male and female couple, the female partner will usually glare fiercely, and then pull the male partner and hurry away.

However, this kind of wine is a minority after all, and the vast majority of those who love to drink spiritual wine are still male cultivators. Although it is very convenient to use spiritual wine to replenish spiritual energy, it is also very pleasant to drink two sips when there is nothing to do.

Every time the female cultivator introduced wine to someone, she stood up and bent over, and the two big white balls almost broke out of her clothes, which really made Zhong Zhen pinch a cold sweat.

Fortunately, this female cultivator is probably a veteran, no matter how much she tosses, there is not a lot of exposure at all, but the key part has been firmly hidden in the clothes, which makes those male cultivators who are not drunk in the spirit wine very regretful. (To be continued.) )