"Yo, take a look, take a look, this fine red wolf beast fur"

"Look at my good thing, armor made of fine iron, that defense. ”

"The third-order low-level combat skill book, breaking the wind and slashing, only sells for thirty silver coins" In the small market, there is a sea of people at a glance.

Countless small vendors stand by their stalls and sell them enthusiastically, sparing no effort to introduce the contents of their stalls to potential customers, hoping to arouse their attention.

Ling Piaohan curiously glanced at this stall, and looked at that stall, hoping to find something useful.

Suddenly, a small voice came from the vendors on the side, but it instantly aroused Piaohan's attention.

"Sixth-grade Wind System Demon Wolf Spirit Stone, only selling for ninety silver coins" The voice came from the mouth of a thin peddler with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks.

After he shouted these words, his eyes stared directly at Ling Piaohan, as if he was shouting to attract his attention.

The peddler saw Ling Piaohan's eyes and saw him, and a professional smirk stiffened out on his thin cheeks, looking like a skinny monkey.

"Little brother, come and see, I'm a real good thing," the skinny monkey vendor hurriedly beckoned.

Ling Piaohan walked over slowly, "Demon Wolf Spirit Stone, is it really fake?" asked Xiao Piaohan suspiciously.

"This can still fool you," the vendor replied with a quick smile as he picked up a small box from his stall.

The box is made of wood with a hollow pattern carved on it, which looks very classical.

The peddler pretended to be mysterious and said: "Here is the Demon Wolf Spirit Stone, the Demon Wolf is a human-level first-order spirit beast, and its combat power is quite strong, and ordinary first-level warriors may not be able to subdue it."

The peddler boasted as he slowly opened the small box, which was decorated with black wool inside.

There is a green round stone lying quietly on the wool, the faint green is shiny, giving people a slightly mysterious feeling.

"Little brother, look at it, tsk, this color, this quality, at first glance, it is the spirit stone left behind by the death of an adult strong demon wolf, little brother, I see that you are magnificent, you walk majestically, you are a cultivator at a glance."

"It is estimated that in a few years, maybe you will break through to the warrior or the royal warrior, in case you awaken the wind attribute, this demon wolf spirit stone is the best of the best, if you don't meet me today, this sixth-level spirit stone is estimated to be difficult for you to find with a lantern."

The peddler gestured with his hand as he spoke, smacking his lips and shaking his head, saying that these sixth-level spirit stones were as precious as emperor-level spirit stones.

Just as the peddler's eyebrows fluttered, praising how good and precious the stone in his hand was, Xiao Piaohan noticed that the other vendor on the side of the stall had an indescribable smile on his face, as if he was saying something.

Xiao Piaohan thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, this spirit stone was definitely a treasure that could not be met for monks with no background.

In addition to his own cultivation talent, the biggest obstacle to the monk's progress is the high cost of purchasing spirit stones and the cost of inscription spirits.

And this sixth-grade Demon Wolf Spirit Stone is the lowest-level spirit stone, and the bloodline level of the Demon Beast itself is also the lowest human level.

But for the vast majority of monks who don't have the opportunity to inscribe their spirits, this is also a rare treasure.

The peddler only offered ninety silver coins, a price that was not unacceptable to some small families who were not too short of money, but no one was moved by this crowded market.

"Something is wrong, there is definitely something wrong with this demon wolf spirit stone" Xiao Piaohan thought for a moment in his heart and carefully glanced at the box that looked a little classical.

Sure enough, there was a little green powder on the black wool inside the box, which was difficult to spot if you didn't look closely.

Xiao Piaohan suddenly showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Vendor, your demon wolf spirit stone is really a rare object, can you let me take it and take a look, open my eyes, if it is suitable, I will find a way to let the adults in the family buy it."

As soon as these words came out, the hawker's eyes lit up instantly, and the already thin skinny face squeezed out more stiff smiles.

"Of course, little brother" said, he carefully handed the spirit stone to Piao Han's hand, Piao Han took the so-called spirit stone and rubbed it twice in his hand.

Sure enough, a fine layer of green powder was rubbed off.

Ling Piaohan looked at the green powder, and then at the other thing on the table, and suddenly had a plan, he directly threw the stone in his hand on the table of the stall, and made a "dang" sound.

The peddler hurriedly made a distressed look to hold the stone gently, and opened his mouth to say, "You pay me for this... "Shut up, what are you pretending" Piao Han directly interrupted the hawker's words.

"A marble bead smeared with a little phosphor, you tell me this is a spirit stone, you are a fool when everyone else" When the peddler heard this, the anxious and distressed expression on his face was instantly replaced by an embarrassed smile.

"Hey, hey, my little brother has good eyesight, it turns out that I can see it, then I won't hide it, this thing is indeed marble"

"But this is to fool those who have no eyesight, little brother, you are different, you are a master of eyesight, I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, but little brother, don't be angry, you look at other things, they are absolutely genuine, hehe"

The peddler explained and said flatteringly to Piao Han, hoping that Ling Piao Han would be able to take a look at his other things.

"Yo, I'm not a little daring, I'll tell you the truth, I'm Ling Duan's cousin, but my cousin is in charge of the market here, you said that if my cousin knew about this, what would he do?"

Xiao Piaohan squinted and touched his chin, making a slightly pensive look.

"Don't don't, little brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, we have this small business, I made this decision, I will definitely change it in the future, little brother, you let me go, if Young Master Duan knows about this, he has to drive me out, I am old and young, and I make a living from this business"

The flattery on the peddler's face turned into anxious pleading, and he grabbed Ling Piaohan's sleeve with one hand and said pleadingly.

"It's not impossible to let you go, I see that your ring is good, so let's sell me five silver coins, even if this matter is over, my cousin won't know about you."

A triumphant smile appeared on Ling Piaohan's face, and he gently grabbed an inconspicuous black ring on the table with his hand, played with it a few times, and said to the vendor nonchalantly.

"Ah, five silver coins, no, no, no! You are robbing it, this is something worth fifteen silver coins, a real storage spirit, you can put three square meters of things!"

As soon as the peddler heard that Ling Piaohan was going to buy this ring with five silver coins, his heart instantly tightened, and he raised his hand to snatch back the black ring in Ling Piaohan's hand.

Ling Piaohan turned sideways, dodged the vendor's outstretched hand, and said, "Hmm, you can think about it, if you sell this ring for five silver coins, you won't lose money at most, but if my cousin is angry, you won't be able to make any money in the future."

Piaohan raised his tone slightly, scaring the peddler.

As soon as the hawker thought of the name Ling Duan, he instantly flinched again, gritted his teeth, and said with a bloody face.