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Du Feng was alone and lacked all kinds of news, so the next day, he came out and continued to walk around the city. When I came to the center of the city, I actually heard a noisy shouting sound, "The primary spirit weapon is only sold for three thousand spirit stones, come and see!"

"The top magic weapon is on sale, a thousand spirit stones, powerful, comparable to a spirit weapon, do you want it?"

"Sell all kinds of pills, good quality and low price!"

Du Feng was stunned, what was going on, how did he feel like he had returned to the market of the mortal world.

He quickly came to the place where the sound came from, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while, only to see that there were hundreds of stalls on both sides of the wide street, some of which were placed directly on the ground, and some of which relied on the original dilapidated buildings to form a simple shop.

These shops and stalls sell all kinds of things, such as elixirs, minerals, spiritual weapons, and even various cultivation exercises. And there are a lot of cultivators who are just picking and bargaining.

Du Feng immediately understood that there were a small number of cultivators in Nanjing City, and after the previous five months of exploration, they all had a lot of things on hand, some of them were useless, and some wanted to exchange them for some things they needed, so naturally there was such a temporary market.

Moreover, some cultivators no longer planned to go deeper into the expedition, and were ready to stay in this city until the expiration of the six-month period, in this case, each had their own needs, and it was reasonable to open such a market.

It's just that in such a temporary market, there are naturally no real good things, and they must all be unwanted, such as the top magic weapons that have been eliminated, and some chicken-like cultivation exercises, or useless spiritual herbs or something.

With the intention of trying it out, Du Feng slowly started from scratch, stalled one by one, and searched carefully. Sure enough, I didn't find anything good.

He didn't find any good goods, and Du Feng didn't pay attention to it, he listened carefully to the conversations around him while shopping, wanting to get some useful news. However, there is not much valuable news.

Soon Du Feng left, and the next day he continued to come to this street, took a brief look at the stalls, and then focused on the various news. However, there is still nothing to be gained.

On the third and fourth days, Du Feng also came here, but he found nothing.

On the fifth day, Du Feng was still the same as before, Shi Shiran came to this street and slowly walked in front of the stalls.

Suddenly, there was a burst of scolding and exclamations from the front, "Get out of the way, didn't you see our Senior Brother Wang coming?"

"What are you staring at, what, don't accept it, come here!"

The cultivators on the street immediately dodged a path, and a group of people appeared in front of them, about eight or nine, all wearing yellow Dao robes and embroidering a Tai Chi pattern on their chests, which was the symbol of the Huangji Gate, one of the four super powers.

Seven or eight young people, as well as a middle-aged man, surrounded a young cultivator, walked forward with a proud face. The young man in the middle looked like he was only twenty-five or sixteen, with the cultivation of an intermediate general, with his hands behind his back, his thin face slightly upward, and he didn't even look at everyone around him, and he really looked like his eyes were above the top and his nostrils were facing the sky.

There were a few people in the middle of the street who didn't have time to dodge, and they were vigorously pushed away by these people, who were originally angry, and when they were about to question, after discovering the clothes on these people's bodies, they all swallowed their anger and secretly retreated to the side.

The people next to him were all angry, but they dared not speak angrily, looking at these people.

At this time, one of the young men walking in front suddenly stopped, looked at a stall on the side, and said, "Senior Brother Wang, what do you think this is? It looks pretty good, can you buy it?"

The person who was called "Senior Brother Wang" was the young man in the middle, and when he heard this person speak like this, he lowered his head slightly, looked at what the person was referring to, nodded slowly, and said, "Buy!" Then he closed his eyes, as if he was not even interested in looking at the people around him.

The young man in front of him had a round face, some baby fat, and he looked very cute, but at this time, he asked the cultivator who was setting up the stall with a contemptuous face, "How many spirit stones are this broken thing?"

The stall was set up by a middle-aged man, with a dark complexion, wearing a somewhat tattered gray robe, his arms were exposed, although he was squatting on the ground, he could be seen to be very strong, and he only had the cultivation of the junior war general realm.

Seeing the round-faced young man asking, the stall owner seemed to glance at the young man surnamed Wang in the middle with some fear, and then said softly: "Three thousand spirit stones!"

The round-faced young man's face immediately changed, and he said angrily: "Damn, you dare to ask for three thousand spirit stones for such a broken thing, right?"

The black-faced middle-aged man said softly, "It's too expensive, you don't have to buy it!" Although his voice was very low, he was surrounded by cultivators, all of whom had good ear power, and he could hear it clearly, not to mention the round-faced young man who was close at hand.

At this moment, the round-faced young man became angry, and his anger rose, and he said, "You are like picking rags, you actually dare to tease us, right? Hmph, this broken thing is worth three hundred spirit stones, we bought it!" As he spoke, he picked up the item on the stall, and then threw out three hundred spirit stones and threw them in front of the middle-aged man.

The people around were all furious, but no one dared to stop them, just whispered.

"This surnamed Wang, relying on his own family, is not only rampant in the Huangji Gate, but even in the sect, there are evil deeds everywhere!"

"Yes, I heard that the Wang family is powerful in the Imperial Gate!" someone next to him immediately followed suit.

The middle-aged man's face changed, as if he was frightened, frightened, and angry, and stood up, trying to snatch back the items in the hands of the round-faced young man.

The round-faced young man held a delicate bracelet in his right hand, and with a strong push with his left hand, the middle-aged stall owner staggered.

"Don't be embarrassed! Three hundred spirit stones buy your shitty thing, be content! Annoy Senior Brother Wang, I don't have you good fruit to eat!"

"You guys are obviously grabbing something, that bracelet is worth at least three thousand spirit stones! How can three hundred spirit stones be enough?" the middle-aged man was anxious and angry.

The round-faced young man glanced at the middle-aged man contemptuously, and said, "I said that it is worth three hundred, it is three hundred, don't be verbose here, otherwise don't want those three hundred spirit stones!" As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards the young man surnamed Wang in the middle, with a flattering smile on his face.

The people around couldn't stand it anymore, and they talked about it again, accusing these people from the Huangji Gate.