After resting in the inn for a long time, Shi Lan took a few people to the Fang Market in the west of the city.

This fang market is the largest trading occasion in the ancient phoenix city, with a mix of fish and dragons, and there are all kinds of shop exhibitions, which are important for the service of warriors.

The streets are full of people, and the enthusiasm is extraordinary, which is why Shi Lan chose to place the ring here, the more people, the wider the news spreads.

Seeing that there was still a short time left after the agreed time with the owner of the timber shop, Shi Lan threw down a few golden tickets, asked the rest of the people to wait here, and stepped into the market with Wu Ayakong.

The shops on both sides of the street are varied, there are all kinds of pills, magic weapons, talismans, etc., and most of the people walking on the street are full of blood and blood, and their eyes are bright, and they know that they are warriors at a glance.

And from time to time, Shi Lan could see one or two innate realm martial artists passing by, and the quality of the martial artists in Gufeng City was obviously higher than the previous cities.

Shi Lan was not interested in the shops and exhibitions on the side of the road, but Wu Ayakong was not interested, and she had been to places that were a hundred times more prosperous than here.

Wu Ayaku glanced around aimlessly, and suddenly his eyes paused, and he stopped, looking a little dazed.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the trance on Wu Ayakong's face, Shi Lan followed her eyes and looked at the past.

A small three-story building with a rather magnificent decoration standing on the side of the street, looking at the plaque hanging on the door, Shi Lan was a little suspicious: "Nishang Pavilion... What kind of premises is that? ”

Wu Ayakong came back to his senses and smiled, "It's a relatively powerful trade show, mainly engaged in sponsoring the trading of magic weapons, when I was in the Middle Heaven Domain, I often went there, but I didn't expect that this branch of the Nishang Pavilion had actually opened to the Chengtian Domain." ”

After that, Wu Ayakong grabbed Shi Lan's sleeve, "Come in with me and have a look." ”

Shi Lan followed Wu Ayakong into the Nishang Pavilion, and as soon as he entered the door, Shi Lan smelled a very elegant fragrance, like a hollow valley orchid, refreshing and calming.

When you enter the door, you will see a circle of counters, most of the customers in front of the counter are women, and the few men have female companions around them.

Wu Ayakong let go of Shi Lan's sleeve and circled around the counter.

Shi Lan approached the counter, and there were a number of ritual utensils on the counter, most of the styles of the ritual utensils were ornaments, such as hostas, bracelets, etc., and there were various colored dresses on several slightly larger counters, obviously this place was specially for women.

Looking at the prices marked under these magic weapons, Shi Lan couldn't help but take a light breath of cold air.

Magic weapons are divided into lower grade, middle grade, upper grade and best grade four, general inferior magic weapons, inferior ones, dozens of spirit crystals are enough, and the price of medium-grade magic weapons is about hundreds.

The price of a top-grade magic weapon is a bit more expensive, between 1,000 and 2,000 spirit crystals, while the price of a top-grade magic weapon is at least 2,000 spirit crystals, but it will not exceed 4,000 spirit crystals at most.

The magic weapons in this Nishang Pavilion, the low-grade magic weapons require at least one hundred spirit crystals as the base, which is nearly half more expensive than ordinary magic weapons, and the prices of several high-grade magic weapons are even marked with the sky-high price of more than three thousand spirit crystals.

Rao is Shi Lan still has hundreds of medium-grade spirit crystals in his hand, which is equivalent to tens of thousands of low-grade spirit crystals, and he is also afraid of this price.

Among these counters, the highest level is only the high-grade magic weapon, Shi Lan turned around, looked up, and saw Wu Ayakong waving at her at the staircase.

After Wu Ayakao went up to the second floor, Shi Lan, who thought he was quite rich, felt his poverty for a long time.

The magic utensils on the second floor are much less than those on the first floor, and the guests are also more than half, and the magic utensils placed in the counter are also of the highest grade, and the price is more expensive than the one on the first floor.

The price of a few high-grade magic weapons has even exceeded four thousand spirit crystals, which is even more expensive than ordinary top-grade magic weapons.

As for the best magic weapons that shine brightly, the price is based on five thousand spirit crystals.

There are a few items that are clearly beyond the realm of ritual weapons, and the prices marked below are even more than five figures.

After a brief sweep of two laps, Wu Ayakong left the Neon Pavilion, with Shi Lan empty-handed.

While walking towards the gate of Fang City, Wu Ayakong asked, "How do you feel?" ”

"It's expensive."

Shi Lan only felt this one.

"It's a bit expensive, but the three words of Nishang Pavilion are worth the price, is there anything tempting just now?"

Shi Lan shook her head, except for the skirts, most of them were hosta bracelets, which didn't look very useful, giving people a feeling of being easily broken, so that she didn't want to buy the ** at all.

"Then you are much stronger than me, when I first entered the Nishang Pavilion, I was eager to move all those magic weapons home, but now look at it, that's it."

Wu Ayakong's face was a little gloomy, and after three years of military life, unconsciously, she had disappeared without a trace, and she had some vicissitudes of life for a while.

When the two of them arrived at the gate of the market, piles of iron and wood had already been transported.

Wang Ning and the others were busy setting up the ring, and there were many enthusiastic warriors around them.

Because it is a piece of wood, and there is a market behind it, what parts can be found quickly, but in half an hour, a square ring with a length and width of more than ten zhang was erected.

Wu Ayakong found a wide wooden board, found pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to write the rules of fighting.

The rules are also simple, because the movement of the magic weapon is too large, and the obvious difference is suitable for fighting in the downtown area, the first rule is that the use of the magic weapon is not allowed.

Second, those who seek to provoke the ring cannot exceed the strength of the innate realm ninefold.

Although Shi Lan was a little conceited about her strength, she didn't think that she could be the opponent of the martial artists of the Earth Demon Realm, there was a grand watershed between the Earth Demon Realm and the Innate Realm, and she was now only a sevenfold Innate Realm.

The remaining rules are simpler, as long as one side is unable to fight again, or open their mouth to admit defeat.

After writing down the rules with a light car, Wu Ayakong was about to pick up the pen and write about the rewards that he could win after winning the ring, but he was stopped by Shi Lan.

"Raise the reward a little higher, to four thousand spirit crystals."

In the previous rings, two thousand spirit crystals were used as a reward for attacking, but after walking around the Nishang Pavilion, Shi Lan became suspicious of the richness of this ancient phoenix city.

Two thousand spirit crystals, this ancient phoenix city's martial artist does not have to look at it.

After writing the attack reward, Wu Ayakong stood the plank in front of the ring.

Shi Lan slowly walked into the ring, quietly waiting for his first opponent to come to the stage.

In the prime area where people come and go, there are more and more warriors around.

In the ring, the defender is still a beautiful woman with a good demeanor, which undoubtedly attracts the attention of most people.

After waiting for half a moment, Shi Lan did not wait for the opponent, but first came a few Fang City rulers in black robes.

"Set up a ring here without authorization, occupy the land without permission, according to the regulations, a fine of three hundred spirit crystals, can you take it?" A white-faced old man glanced at the ring and said lightly.