Xiao Jili is also a puppet with a flying magic weapon, he took out a piece of feather and flew up with Jiang Xiaomiao as soon as his mind moved, but he had doubts about the load capacity of the feather, Jiang Xiaomiao He had hugged it, why did his feather magic weapon suddenly bear so much weight? Seeing Xiao Jili's expression, Jiang Xiaomiao would not explain to him, Ah Jin sat next to her, so of course it was heavy, Ah Jin had at least three hundred catties, and eating beef and mutton every day could make the landlord poor.

Fortunately, Xiao Jili is a puppet and will not suspect the little master, he took Jiang Xiaomiao and flew to Yuehefang City soon, Jiang Xiaomiao built yì Xiao Jili went to the mortal area first, and sold the silk and then said. Xiao Jili was very clever, he turned into a handsome little girl and mixed into the embroidery girl, and came out after a while, but he didn't tell Jiang Xiaomiao what price he sold the silk of the ice crystal silkworm, which made Jiang Xiaomiao angry after asking repeatedly.

In order to retaliate against Xiao Jili for swallowing her own ice crystal silk, Jiang Xiaomiao unceremoniously went on a shopping spree in the mortal area, she bought all the precious medicinal materials in the mortal medicinal materials, anyway, she can refine medicinal juice, she can be a pharmacist, and keeping these medicinal materials is silver, Xiao Jili is not ambiguous at all to pay the bill with the little master, until Jiang Xiaomiao finished buying a circle, it only cost him a hundred taels of silver.

Jiang Xiaomiao was in a much better mood after buying a circle, she estimated that she had spent all the money on those ice crystal silks, so she clamored to go to the place where the monks traded. Before leaving, she quietly touched a handful of broken silver and gave it to Ah Jin, asking him to buy a full meal by himself, and Ah Jin disappeared happily.

Xiao Jili transformed into a middle-aged monk, and Ling Tianzhu, a half-grown black boy, was not peaceful at all, as if his father was taking his children out for a walk. He just wanted to see what good things the little master could sell now, after all, the half of the silk just now was sold for a high price of five hundred taels of silver, which was still the transaction price of the border market, and if it was sold to the mortal area managed by the God of War family, it might be sold for two thousand taels of silver. This kind of silk has never appeared in this world at all, and even if Xiao Jili has a lot of books, he doesn't know what kind of silk is spit out by insects.

Jiang Xiaomiao walked around the market and said to Xiao Jili: "If you don't have a spirit stone, you can only sell something first, these are the rags left by my father, I can sell them myself, you just need to protect me from being bullied." ”

Xiao Jili nodded, silently left Jiang Xiaomiao for a distance, and then watched the black boy take out an ordinary cloth and put a pile of real rags. Yes, it's rags, low-level crows picked up, and the rags left after two selections definitely look rubbish. Jiang Xiaomiao shouted loudly, saying that it was picked up from the relics of the battlefield and sold at a cheap price.

Soon a monk came to the door, and he chose a few pieces of the broken skin that were slightly larger, and asked with a happy look, "Boy, how do you sell these?" ”

Jiang Xiaomiao raised his hand and gestured to a five, and the person was even happier, and hurriedly said, "Five low-grade spirit stones?" I give. ”

Jiang Xiaomiao shook his head and said: "If you want to pack, each piece will have five lower-grade spirit stones, first-come, first-served, until sold out, no counteroffer, no discount." ”

The monk was a little painful, but he still took out a bag of spirit stones and handed it to Jiang Xiaomiao and said, "This price is fair, but you have to let me choose it first and then let others choose." ”

The Emperor of the Heavens swept away with his divine sense and knew that this bag of spirit stones was a hundred low-grade spirit stones of good quality, so he quietly said to Jiang Xiaomiao: "Let him choose, by the way, ask him what these are?" ”

That monk was about the cultivation of the first level of foundation building, and after he quickly selected twenty fragments, he was still a little reluctant to get some other fragments, but he took out half a bottle of pill and said: "This is the Qi Nourishing Pill refined by my master, it has a good effect on Qi cultivation disciples like you, one Qi Nourishing Pill and three lower grade spirit stones on the market, but my kind is definitely stronger than the ones on the market, I still have seven, can you let me choose four fragments?" ”

Jiang Xiaomiao nodded as a result of the bottle, and said to him: "In the future, I may bring fragments to trade, you can also bring pills or something to exchange with me, spirit plants, spirit fruits, anything." You can also see that these pieces of mine are all things from the good magic weapons in the past, and if they are used well, they have a very good effect on the lower grade spirit weapons, and a medium-grade spirit weapon is much more expensive than the best lower grade spirit weapon. ”

The monk was a little embarrassed, and said to Jiang Xiaomiao: "You still have a little knowledge, you know that I am a refiner, so let's do it, next time I will choose your things first, I will not treat you badly, if I become a great refiner in the future, I will help you refine a few magic weapons for free." ”

Jiang Xiaomiao felt that this monk was quite interesting, this monk looked very young, and the Emperor estimated that his bone age was only twenty-five or sixteen years old, but his thinking was a little simpler, just like a rookie who had just come out of the rivers and lakes, and making friends was to make friends like this. The Emperor of Heaven Turning the Heavens was evil, and hurriedly commanded Jiang Xiaomiao and said: "Hurry up and recognize him as an elder brother, a twenty-five or six-year-old foundation building monk, or a refiner, you must be on the hook." ”

Jiang Xiaomiao snorted in her heart, she is not so mercenary in making friends, but thinking that the other party is a person from the Xianmen and a refiner, she is still willing to contact it. Anyway, she didn't covet anything, she just thought that this person was quite honest and could make friends.

Jiang Xiaomiao came and hugged his fist and said to the monk: "My name is Ling Tianzhu, what is your name, big brother, if I still have this kind of fragment for sale, how can I find you?" ”

The monk felt that the little child in front of him was very interesting, and he didn't want to look up to him like those Qi cultivation disciples in the sect, and shouted one by one, now this child simply regarded himself as an equal monk, so he could be a friend. He has been cultivating for many years, and only this summer did he build a foundation, leaving the school to see the world, and meeting such a child, it is not bad to play together, after all, he is also a child who has not grown up.

The monk said naturally: "Yitian Sect has to go to the sand, you can call me Brother Sha, I will practice for a while at the edge of the Fang City, about half a year, and by the way, I will ponder the skills of refining weapons." If you come this time, I will know. ”

Jiang Xiaomiao nodded and stopped talking to Sha Erxing, because there was business coming to her door again, and she wanted to greet guests. It was her casual state of interaction that made Sha Erxing very comfortable, he felt that this child was not bad, and he didn't deliberately ask him for anything. Seeing him leave casually, the Emperor of the Heavens was about to get angry, and he still wanted to let Jiang Xiaomiao beg for sand to repair the old magic weapon, but the hateful girl didn't hug her thighs.

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