Seeing that other monks looked at him, Su Yuan felt uncomfortable at first. But seeing that they were just looking at her and nothing else, she suddenly remembered the first time she had come here, and saw the monks flying away in the sky, just like the monks around her at this time, and she couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Her eyes swept back and forth, but she didn't pause, and finally arrived at the end of the market after half an hour. It was noon, and it happened to be the first day of the market, which was the most crowded. Many monks passed by Su Yuan one after another, joining the rolling flow of people in Nafang City.

Su Yuan also stepped in, and both sides of the path were filled with all kinds of cultivation supplies, and the shouts of the sellers and the hustle and bustle of various discussions were so lively.

She first walked back and forth on this small road, and took a rough look at the market. After knowing what you need, you will carefully explore what you need.

She has a lot of storage bags and magic weapons, and she is in a state of waiting in line to be summoned, so Su Yuan does not stop when she passes by such small stalls. She directly set her eyes in front of the stall selling the books of the Fu Gong Formation, of course, if pie fell from the sky, and if someone happened to sell pills, Su Yuan was also very interested in stepping forward to explore.

The nature of the pill is similar to that of the talisman, and the refining of the pill has quite high requirements for the person who refines the pill, first of all, you need to collect the required materials one by one according to the pill formula, and then you can start refining step by step, not only need the unique talent in this area, but also continue to try to be patient and control the day after tomorrow, in which the refining process is extremely cumbersome, and the refiner needs to keep exploring and experimenting.

It can be said that there is no trace of luck in the refining of every pill.

For the registered disciples of the Phantom Moon Sect, who were already short of resources, they were naturally eager to wear the pills. However, alchemy is not something that ordinary monks can control, so the sewing of the pills flowed into the market, and all of them were snapped up regardless of the number of fineness.

Su Yuan walked around the small road of Fang City and carefully checked, she put most of her energy on the small stall selling books, whether it was the exercises or the formation was the part she was missing. In addition, Su Yuan already had talisman books in her hands, and talisman materials were also one of the goals of her trip.

As the flow of people rushed forward, it didn't take long for her to come to a small stall, which happened to be full of all kinds of books and exercises, and she stepped forward a few steps to stop. Su Yuan's eyes swept carefully, and he categorized the books in a moment.

There are a lot of books and bamboo slips on it, but they are the most common basic primers among monks, and most of them are low-level spells like fireball and wind blade.

If it was changed to the third or fourth layer of Qi refining, Su Yuan would probably be overjoyed, but she was now a registered disciple of the seventh layer of Qi refining, and it was obviously difficult for this kind of basic thing to attract her idea.

Su Yuan looked at it for a while, and in the face of these large number of books, he still seemed to be a little unwilling, and after a little hesitation, he picked up an old book with a slight wrinkle and flipped through it carefully.

For sale here is a lean old man with gray hair and nearly sixty years of age. After seeing Su Yuan stop, he looked at it by himself, and he didn't mean to come forward to ask, he just glanced at Su Yuan inadvertently and was happy, and then he didn't know where to pull out a folding bench, and sat on it and talked with a middle-aged monk who sold magic weapons next to him.

"Hey, junior brother, have you heard, last month, we accepted a few new Qi refining disciples in our outer gate?"

The old man, who was not young but in good spirits, asked his neighbor monk with great interest in his voice, who was also sitting on a small stool.

The middle-aged monk was looking up at the monks who were passing back and forth, and when he heard this, he turned around to look at the old man and said, "What's so strange about this, doesn't it mean that as long as the cultivation reaches the third level of qi refining, all of us in the door will not refuse?

Seeing his neighbor's attitude, the old man seemed to have been poured cold water on his head, his face was gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were lowered and he said:

"This junior brother, it is true that you are not false, the conditions for recruiting registered disciples in our sect are relaxed, which is something that everyone in Chengzhou monks knows, but this does not necessarily mean that all registered disciples are like you and me, mediocre and mediocre, and do nothing. ”

After the old man finished speaking, the middle-aged monk's eyes were white, and his words seemed to be sarcastic, with a faint contempt.

The neighbor monk was stunned when he heard this, raised his eyes thoughtfully to look at the old man, and nodded after a moment's thought.

After that, his eyes lit up, and he clasped his fists with both hands and said politely: "What Senior Brother said is not unreasonable, it was abrupt just now, please forgive Senior Brother, forgive me!"

After he finished speaking, seeing that the old man didn't speak, he smiled and leaned over and said, "Listening to what Senior Brother said, could it be that the newcomers have something to do?"

At this time, Su Yuan was standing on one side, holding a book in both hands and reading seriously. Compared with these fellow monks who love gossip, she is a strange person, because she was born with a different body, she had to be alone, and then slowly formed a habit and did not like to be with others again.

She only has cultivation in her mind all day, and she is not afraid to be interested in trivial matters in the door. Originally, it was a good thing for ordinary people that monks could be so firm in their path. But Su Yuan rarely interacts with people like this, and the news in his ears is inevitably blocked, and this day may not be without drawbacks for a long time.

Now that she heard the two monks talk about what happened in the door, she couldn't help but be curious, and she listened to the conversation between the two of them without revealing her face.

After being sent away by his neighbor at will, the old man saw that his neighbor was aware, shook his head and showed a smug look, he looked up at his neighbor, and then turned sideways and let out a cold snort.

The middle-aged monk saw that the old man ignored his score, and his curiosity was even greater, he secretly shook his head and sighed, and at the same time clasped his hands into fists, and said respectfully on his face: "I am rude by nature, and I dare not despise my senior brother, my previous actions were really unintentional, please don't mind, junior brother, I am here to make amends to you." ”

The old man sat on a small stool with his knees crossed, and he glanced up at the smiling neighbor, and saw that he sincerely apologized to himself, and felt that he had a step to go down, and his face eased slightly.

He looked at Su Yuan who was concentrating on reading on the other side, and the people around him came and went, and said playfully with a dry cough: "Senior brother doesn't have to be like this, I'm just talking casually, hehe!"

Su Yuan looked at the expressions of the two of them, and couldn't help but secretly shake his head at the old man's childish temperament.

The middle-aged monk smiled when he heard the words, "hehe", his body loosened, and he withdrew the neck of the old man. Then he pulled his bench to the old man's side, and said curiously:

"That'...... Senior brother, according to what Senior Brother Shicai said, what is the reason why the disciple who has recently entered my door really can't come from?" Scratching his head as he spoke: "I'm stupid, and I ask my senior brother to help me solve a puzzle." ”