It's hard to explain when they meet the second goods, they are not wrong, they are just stupid to take everything seriously, Mi Xiaojing also has a headache, and he can't beat them.

"We're from Caorentang, can't we bring people in?"

Caorentang actually has certain privileges, so Mi Xiaojing hopes that the other party will let him go.

"It's useless for you to belong to the main hall......"

At this time, two cultivators and three ordinary mortals walked over with a smile, and the two of them were guarding the door for the first time, and immediately stepped forward to stop them.

"You two can go in, but the other three can't!"

"What? What do you mean?"

Those two cultivators are also stupid, they often come here, let alone bring people, even if they bring a dog, no one dares to stop them.

"Only sect disciples can enter, ordinary people are not allowed to enter!"

The two second-class goods said confidently.

Syllable!

The big slap sounded, and the guy who was beaten was stunned: "You, why did you hit me?"

Bang dang!

As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked off.

"Beat you, you're blind, you're the one who beats!"

These two cultivators were both disciples in the late stage of Qi cultivation, and they knew at a glance that they were official outer disciples, and the two glanced at each other, rushed up together, and violently beat the two guarding the door.

Mi Xiaojing saw that someone was coming out, and immediately beckoned everyone to step aside and take a look at the excitement first.

After a violent beating, the two guys guarding the door were beaten with blue noses and swollen eyes, and they couldn't stand up at all, and the cultivation of the two was too far apart, and one of them suddenly let out a sharp whistle, which was an alarm, and someone was attacking.

In an instant, a group of people rushed out of the Fang City, led by a cultivator who practiced Qi and Great Perfection, and was a low-level deacon in the Fang City.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Syllable!

The guy who was shouting and screaming was slapped hard by the deacon who came out, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't understand why he was beaten.

Another gatekeeper was also slapped in the face.

"Alright, let's stop!"

Only then did the two cultivators stop beating, looked at the deacon, and raised their hands to throw him an identity plate.

The deacon's face changed, because the identity plate of this person clearly showed that this was a person from the Law Enforcement Hall at the outer gate, and he was suddenly stunned in his heart, originally he wanted to beat the two people who guarded the door, and then beat the two people who broke the door, but after seeing the identity nameplate of the other party, he suddenly didn't dare, and the consequences of beating the people in the Law Enforcement Hall were not something he could bear, even if he could win.

"What's going on? Why the brawl?"

Mi Xiaojing couldn't help laughing, he actually understood that it was two guys who had just started, but they kicked on the iron plate for performance.

A few words speak for themselves.

The little deacon of Fang City was also speechless, this is also true, I don't know what these two guys think, it is too common for cultivators to bring people to Fang City, no one has ever stopped them, do these two guys have in their heads?

The little deacon waved his hand speechlessly, signaling the people to enter, and Mi Xiaojing took the opportunity to lead everyone into the market.

Occasionally I turned around, I saw that the deacon was still beating people, I probably felt that I had lost face, and I wanted to get it back on these two people, the two guys were beaten and screamed, Mi Xiaojing walked far into the city, and I still heard the intermittent screams of the two, it is estimated that this beating, the two will remember it for a lifetime.

The market is very deserted, different from the front street, most of the people here are cultivators, or people brought by cultivators, there are very few people on the street, coming and going in a hurry, and there are very few shops here, most of them are shops with refining weapons, alchemy, charms, formations, etc., and the most are shops such as cultivation groceries.

Mi Xiaojing doesn't know anything about refining tools and spells, except for alchemy inherited by Wang Weijun, and the cultivation exercises are also taught by Wang Weijun, the others are very unfamiliar, so they also have a lot of curiosity.

When the Xiyan Gate was destroyed, the strength of the cultivator shocked him very much, all kinds of means, all kinds of weapons, and Yan Xiu was far behind, when fighting, he was tied, and at the same level, Yan Xiu couldn't win the opponent at all.

This also made Mi Xiaojing gradually become interested in these things, especially after alchemy, he already deeply realized that these auxiliary means are the embodiment of the strength of a cultivator.

Mi Xiaojing did not let go of every store, one by one, at this time, Wang Weijun appeared, and he tempted again: "These are nothing, they are all simple things, if you want to learn, I can pass them on to you." ”

Mi Xiaojing has changed his opinion of him a little since he got Wang Weijun's inheritance, in fact, he knows very well in his heart that this person has bad intentions, but there is a ready-made inheritance, why shouldn't he be careful.

Wang Weijun was still very proud in his heart, seeing that Mi Xiaojing's defense of himself was lightened, he pondered, after all, he was a child, how much knowledge he could have, he thought that he had been in the cultivation world for so many years, he was well-informed, and he fooled a child, and it was not a matter of being caught, as for the previous setbacks, he was selectively forgotten.

Whether it is a refining weapon or a charm, Mi Xiaojing is very unfamiliar, especially in the shop of refining, he is really dazzled, the most of which are all kinds of magic swords, these are used by cultivators during the Qi cultivation period, there are wooden, metal, some special jade, cold, fire, earth, all kinds, all kinds, it is dizzying.

There are also all kinds of small magic weapons, such as a fist-sized hammer, a palm-sized axe, and even a gourd-shaped magic weapon, ring-shaped, flat, square, and round shape, all kinds of colors and all kinds of strange, and some of them are flashing with light.

Not to mention that Mi Xiaojing was dazzled, Rob, and Zhang Ke were also dumbfounded, only Mu Xiaoyin looked indifferent, she was used to these things, and she had seen a lot, so she was no longer surprised.

The price of magic weapons is expensive, a very ordinary magic weapon, such as a magic sword, the worst one, also needs more than thirty lower-grade spirit stones, and a slightly better one requires more than fifty lower-grade spirit stones, if it is a top-level magic weapon for cultivators in the Qi cultivation period, then it is normal to spend three or four hundred lower-grade spirit stones.

If there is no one to help, it is almost impossible to accumulate so many low-grade spirit stones by one's own strength, unless there is a gift from the elders, or the help of the family, otherwise it is difficult to buy really good magic weapons by relying on personal strength, low-level cultivators are the poorest people in the cultivation world.

During this period, Mi Xiaojing did not take out a single pill, he had already found a suitable channel, so he did not want to alarm other people, he hoped that he would quietly refine the pill and grow quietly.

There are a lot of low-level cultivators who hang out like this, they can't afford it, but they are willing to know more about the market price, and of course, there are also many cultivators who sell things they make, such as charms, such as simple refining works, as well as low-level array flags, array disks and other magic weapons.

There is also consignment, Mi Xiaojing saw a lot of consignment things, many of which were strange, and they were found when he went out to explore.