Just as he had calculated in his heart, Wan Qiang handed the page back with a bright smile.

The other party took out a square seal, a cover of duang, and handed the paper to the next person.

Looking at the last person, Wan Qiang's little eyes were much more eager.

Watching the monk in a black robe glance at the paper, with a flick of his long sleeves, the shining spirit stone appeared on the empty long table, and then he also took out a seal, which was big and round, and with a duang sound, it was completely alive.

Without the other party's signal, Wan Qiang took the spirit stone away and turned around and left quickly.

Like him, the monks who had sold ore went into all kinds of shops, some of them were supplying elixirs, some were changing tools, and some were in a relaxed mood, and they walked towards the newly opened restaurant with a breeze under their feet, as if they were going to try it.

Wan Qiang shook his head, calculating in his heart how much of the spirit stone in his hand would be left after buying the necessary items, and like most monks, he flashed into the shop where he had already shopped around, bought things and handed over the spirit stone again to mine.

The days just passed between a hoe and a hoe.

After Wan Qiang turned back in another month, he suddenly found that the underground palace in his memory had undergone earth-shaking changes again!

The place is still that place, why is it so unrecognizable!

The original small buildings are gone, and there are high-rise buildings that have been built or are being built everywhere, and the wide streets in the middle are full of cultivators coming and going, and the only thing that can still be identified is the shop selling ore, which used to look quite small. Now sandwiched between a group of high-rise buildings, like a little pitiful.

However, there are many cultivators who have entered the eye, and this shop specializing in the purchase of ore is in front. There aren't many of them left.

Wan Qiang approached in wonder, his eyes dizzying at the dazzling array of shops on both sides of the road.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he stopped going to the shop where he was buying ore, and walked into a new-looking shop next to him.

Look at the signboard, this is a very famous refining workshop on the cultivation star.

I didn't expect to open a branch here.

Such a big shop, according to Wanqiang's previous temperament, did not dare to enter, and there were not a few spirit stones in his pocket. Put it together and jingle all together, you can't afford to buy things, why do you go into someone's shop. What's more, such a big shop, even if it is the same object, the price is more than 30% more expensive than others.

Wan Qiang just saw the sign hanging outside to buy ore, and he didn't think much about it. The body is ahead of the brain. And it came in.

Tentatively asked about the price.

The price was not as good as the shop where he had been selling ores, and his expression did not change, but he turned around and was about to leave.

The guy was used to it, and when he opened his mouth, he spat out words that would make him turn his head back immediately.

"The ore is sold to us, what is sold, how much is sold, and what grade is sold, all of which are recorded, if you want to buy back in the future, you only need to rise one and a half percent of the original price. There are also discounts for the purchase of finished products in our shop. ”

Wan Qiang's gaze followed the man's gaze and aimed at the weapons that he had never dared to look at closely.

The cold blade is like snow, and the aura is overflowing.

He swallowed. "Is that true?" ”

The guy smiled: "Naturally, not only our shop, but also other shops, Daoyou just came back from the mine, go around the street, and see the difference." ”

Wan Qiang really walked around, and was surprised to find that in this underground palace, ore has become hard currency, and it is not bad from spirit stones......

After digesting this information, Wanqiang was full of pride!

Mine hoe in hand, everything!

As long as you mine diligently, a happy little day is just around the corner!

……

It's another month, and Wan Qiang is back again.

I was no longer surprised to see the more lush underground palace commercial street, first familiarized myself with the newly opened shops, and then walked through the previous ones.

After all the shops were gone, Wan Qiang's storage bag was already lying quietly with a Xuan-level exercise corresponding to his spiritual root attributes, a set of spirit gathering arrays that could be carried around, and more than ten mine hoes were indispensable.

After drinking and eating, Wan Qiang stood on the crowded street with a lot of thoughts.

has been mediocre for decades, but now I feel that my life has a head......

Just as he had calculated in his heart, Wan Qiang handed the page back with a bright smile.

The other party took out a square seal, a cover of duang, and handed the paper to the next person.

Looking at the last person, Wan Qiang's little eyes were much more eager.

Watching the monk in a black robe glance at the paper, with a flick of his long sleeves, the shining spirit stone appeared on the empty long table, and then he also took out a seal, which was big and round, and with a duang sound, it was completely alive.

Without the other party's signal, Wan Qiang took the spirit stone away and turned around and left quickly.

Like him, the monks who had sold ore went into all kinds of shops, some of them were supplying elixirs, some were changing tools, and some were in a relaxed mood, and they walked towards the newly opened restaurant with a breeze under their feet, as if they were going to try it.

Wan Qiang shook his head, calculating in his heart how much of the spirit stone in his hand would be left after buying the necessary items, and like most monks, he flashed into the shop where he had already shopped around, bought things and handed over the spirit stone again to mine.

The days just passed between a hoe and a hoe.

After Wan Qiang turned back in another month, he suddenly found that the underground palace in his memory had undergone earth-shaking changes again!

The place is still that place, why is it so unrecognizable!

The original small buildings are gone, and there are high-rise buildings that have been built or are being built, and the wide streets in the middle are full of cultivators coming and going, and the only thing that can still be identified is the shop selling ore, which used to look quite small, but now it is sandwiched between a group of high-rise buildings. It's like a little pitiful.

However, there are many cultivators who have attracted attention, and there are not many people in front of this shop that specializes in buying ores.

Wan Qiang approached in confusion. His eyes were dizzying at the dazzling array of shops on both sides of the road.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he stopped going to the shop where he was buying ore, and walked into a new-looking shop next to him.

Look at the signboard, this is a very famous refining workshop on the cultivation star.

I didn't expect to open a branch here.

Such a big shop, according to Wanqiang's previous temperament, did not dare to enter, there were not a few spirit stones in his pocket, and they clanged together. If you can't afford to buy things, why do you want to enter someone's shop, let alone such a big shop. Even if it is the same item, the price is more than 30% more expensive than others.

Wan Qiang just saw the sign hanging outside to buy ore, and he didn't think much about it, his body was ahead of his brain. And it came in.

Tentatively asked about the price.

The price was not as good as the shop where he had been selling ore. His expression didn't change, but he turned around and was about to leave.

The guy was used to it, and when he opened his mouth, he spat out words that would make him turn his head back immediately.

"The ore is sold to us, what is sold, how much is sold, and what grade is sold, all of which are recorded, if you want to buy back in the future, you only need to increase the original price by one and a half percent, and there are also discounts for purchasing finished products in our shop."

Wan Qiang's gaze followed the man's gaze and aimed at the weapons that he had never dared to look at closely.

Cold as snow. Inspiration.

He swallowed and asked, "Is that true?" ”

The guy laughed, "Naturally." Not only our shop, but also other shops, Daoyou has just come back from the mine, turn around the street, and see clearly. ”

Wan Qiang really walked around, and was surprised to find that in this underground palace, ore has become hard currency, and it is not bad from spirit stones......

After digesting this information, Wanqiang was full of pride!

Mine hoe in hand, everything!

As long as you mine diligently, a happy little day is just around the corner!

……

It's another month, and Wan Qiang is back again.

I was no longer surprised to see the more lush underground palace commercial street, first familiarized myself with the newly opened shops, and then walked through the previous ones.

After all the shops were gone, Wan Qiang's storage bag was already lying quietly with a Xuan-level exercise corresponding to his spiritual root attributes, a set of spirit gathering arrays that could be carried around, and more than ten mine hoes were indispensable.

After drinking and eating, Wan Qiang stood on the crowded street with a lot of thoughts.

has been mediocre for decades, but now I feel that my life has a head......

Just as he had calculated in his heart, Wan Qiang handed the page back with a bright smile.

The other party took out a square seal, a cover of duang, and handed the paper to the next person.

Looking at the last person, Wan Qiang's little eyes were much more eager.

Watching the monk in a black robe glance at the paper, with a flick of his long sleeves, the shining spirit stone appeared on the empty long table, and then he also took out a seal, which was big and round, and with a duang sound, it was completely alive.

Without the other party's signal, Wan Qiang took the spirit stone away and turned around and left quickly.

Like him, the monks who had sold ore went into all kinds of shops, some of them were supplying elixirs, some were changing tools, and some were in a relaxed mood, and they walked towards the newly opened restaurant with a breeze under their feet, as if they were going to try it.

Wan Qiang shook his head, calculating in his heart how much of the spirit stone in his hand would be left after buying the necessary items, and like most monks, he flashed into the shop where he had already shopped around, bought things and handed over the spirit stone again to mine.

The days just passed between a hoe and a hoe.

After Wan Qiang turned back in another month, he suddenly found that the underground palace in his memory had undergone earth-shaking changes again!

The place is still that place, why is it so unrecognizable!

The original small buildings are gone, and there are high-rise buildings that have been built or are being built everywhere, and the wide streets in the middle are full of cultivators coming and going, and the only thing that can still be identified is the shop that sells ores, which used to look not small, but now it is sandwiched between a group of high-rise buildings, like a little pitiful.

However, there are many cultivators who have attracted attention, and there are not many people in front of this shop that specializes in buying ores.

Wan Qiang approached in wonder, his eyes dizzying at the dazzling array of shops on both sides of the road.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he stopped going to the shop where he was buying ore, and walked into a new-looking shop next to him.

Look at the signboard, this is a very famous refining workshop on the cultivation star.

I didn't expect to open a branch here.

Such a big shop, according to Wanqiang's previous temperament, he didn't dare to enter, there were not a few spirit stones in his pocket, they clanked together, he couldn't afford to buy things, why did he enter someone's shop, not to mention such a big shop, even if it was the same object, the price was more than thirty percent more expensive than others.

Wan Qiang just saw the sign hanging outside to buy ore, and he didn't think much about it, his body was ahead of his brain, so he came in.

Tentatively asked about the price.

The price was not as good as the shop where he had been selling ores, and his expression did not change, but he turned around and was about to leave.

The guy was used to it, and when he opened his mouth, he spat out words that would make him turn his head back immediately.

"The ore is sold to us, what is sold, how much is sold, and what grade is sold, all of which are recorded, if you want to buy back in the future, you only need to increase the original price by one and a half percent, and there are also discounts for purchasing finished products in our shop."

Wan Qiang's gaze followed the man's gaze and aimed at the weapons that he had never dared to look at closely.

The cold blade is like snow, and the aura is overflowing.

He swallowed and asked, "Is that true?" ”

The guy smiled: "Naturally, not only our shop, but also other shops, Daoyou just came back from the mine, go around the street, and see the difference." ”

Wan Qiang really walked around, and was surprised to find that in this underground palace, ore has become hard currency, and it is not bad from spirit stones......

After digesting this information, Wanqiang was full of pride!

Mine hoe in hand, everything!

As long as you mine diligently, a happy little day is just around the corner!

……

It's another month, and Wan Qiang is back again.

I was no longer surprised to see the more lush underground palace commercial street, first familiarized myself with the newly opened shops, and then walked through the previous ones.

After all the shops were gone, Wan Qiang's storage bag was already lying quietly with a Xuan-level exercise corresponding to his spiritual root attributes, a set of spirit gathering arrays that could be carried around, and more than ten mine hoes were indispensable.

After drinking and eating, Wan Qiang stood on the crowded street with a lot of thoughts.

has been mediocre for decades, but now I feel that my life has a head...... (To be continued......)

PS: Again, go to bed early at night and read the text during the day, anti-theft and anti-theft ~~~