"Huh, ten spirit stones?" the little fat man asked suspiciously as he took the spirit stone bag and looked at it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"See clearly, this is a medium-grade spirit stone!" Hu Yang said with a smile, and that smile was as obscene as it was.

The little fat man lowered his head and thought about it, and after a moment he suddenly raised his head. He said intermittently: "A thousand low-grade spirit stones!・・・・・・・・・・ a thousand ・・・・・・・・・ my God." ”

"Let's go shopping!" Hu Yang said proudly, he felt that it was better to use the spirit stones to enhance his ability at this stage, and besides, these thousand spirit stones were not enough for the main god.

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"Let's go, let's go buy you a few more bundles of poisoned arrows, and then we'll see if there's anything you like, just buy it." Hu Yang said.

In the past, when he was on Earth, although Hu Yang was poor, he would not be stingy with the money he should spend. Now that he has this spirit stone, Hu Yang feels that it should be spent, he has always felt that only after using the spirit stone can the value of the spirit stone be reflected, if it is not used, then no matter how many spirit stones are saved, it can only be a number.

Although the little fat man excused himself, under Hu Yang's bitter persuasion, the little fat man still accepted Hu Yang's kindness. After all, many of the routines that Brother Hu said in the future require the use of poisoned arrows, so prepare a little more to be prepared.

But the little fat man still insisted that only three bundles were enough, and this poisoned arrow was ten low-grade spirit stones. Three bundles are thirty poisoned arrows, and a total of three hundred lower-grade spirit stones will be spent, which is a lot of spirit stones. If it had been before, he wouldn't have dared to think about it.

Hu Yang took the little fat man and found the stall of the yellow-faced senior brother just now.

"Senior brother, bring me three bundles of poisoned arrows that have been ten lower-grade spirit stones. As he spoke, Hu Yang took out three medium-grade spirit stones from the little fat man's pocket and threw them to the yellow-faced senior brother.

"Okay! Okay! I'll pack it for you. ”

The yellow-faced stall owner had a smile on his face, and he was even more happy with his decision to send out a green bamboo blow arrow just now. If they hadn't given these two rich children a cuizhu blow arrow, maybe they would have gone to buy something elsewhere. This bazaar is so big, there are at least a dozen stalls selling arrows and other hidden weapons.

The yellow-faced senior brother specially found a beautiful and tough cowhide quiver from his stall, filled it with more than thirty poisonous arrows, and then handed it to the little fat man.

The little fat man took the beautiful quiver and put it on his back, and in the future, he could get the poisoned arrow as long as he pulled it behind his back, which was much more convenient than the original poison arrow he used from his waist.

"Thank you, senior brother, we will come back again when we have a chance. Hu Yang watched the yellow-faced senior brother load a few more poisoned arrows, so he hugged his fists and thanked him.

"You're welcome, they're all the same door, and you don't see you when you look up. The yellow-faced senior brother also clenched his fists and saluted back.

After Hu Yang and the little fat man said goodbye to the yellow-faced brother, they wandered around the market. There is a posture of not giving up until the spirit stones are used up.

But after thinking about it, the two of them took so many spirit stones but didn't know what to buy. If this is heard by other outer disciples, they will have to vomit blood in anger, others can't save dozens of spirit stones all year round, these two turtles are good, and there are spirit stones that don't know how to spend them.

"Brother Hu, why don't we go have a meal!" The little fat man turned around for a long time, although he was already dazzled, but he still didn't think of buying anything good, but he turned his stomach hungry.

It turned out that he had few spirit stones, so he didn't dare to let go of eating, but now that the spirit stones were enough, the little fat man's foodie attribute broke out.

"Well, I'm a little hungry too, so let's turn around two more times, it's still early before dinner anyway!" Hu Yang looked at the sky and found that it was still some time before dinner, so he planned to go around two more times to try his luck. Of course, it was the luck of the god-level lucky man who touched the little fat man, not his.

"All right!" replied the little fat man reluctantly.

The two of them then gathered around the bazaar again, and this time they did not go to join in the fun, but walked and watched, and each stall looked at it once or twice. Only when they see something that interests them do they run to the stall to take a look.

Hu Yang actually had the intention to choose a shield, so that it would look more like a meat shield.

But after looking for a long time, there are no stalls selling shields in this market. Hu Yang inquired with someone and found that these outer disciples generally used defensive magic weapons, or more advanced spiritual weapons. And even so, these defensive magic weapons are very rare, and the outer gate is still dominated by offensive magic weapons.

There is a market where there is demand, so now there are very few defensive magic weapons in this bazaar, let alone the kind of physical shield that Hu Yang wants to buy. The kind of shield that relies only on the hardness of its own material to resist damage is not only bulky, but also lacks variety, and in any way it is no match for defensive magic weapons that can be released at any time.

But Hu Yang likes the rough feeling of holding a big shield, if a meat shield has no shield, it is like a puppet without a soul, and it can't be called a meat shield at all.

And being the strongest meat shield in history is Hu Yang's dream, for this paranoid dream, Hu Yang must first find a shield that belongs to him.

"Brother Hu, you see there are so many beauties over there!" the little fat man suddenly pulled Hu Yang's sleeve and said.

"It's normal to have a lot of people, aren't there many people there?" wait, beauty?" Hu Yang thought that the little fat man was talking about a lot of people at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that the little fat man said that there were a lot of beauties!

"Let's go, let's take a look!" Hu Yang realized that there were indeed many female disciples of Yingying Yanyan gathered in front of a stall. Although Hu Yang, as an otaku, has been influenced by the culture of the island country, he thinks that he has read countless women, but he only needs actual combat experience.

But with so many fairies gathered around, there must be something good to sell.

So Hu Yang and the little fat man squeezed in, and suddenly a burst of aroma came to their noses, and there were some crisp female voices in their ears, so that Hu Yang and the little fat man enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by fairies once.

But enjoy and enjoy, the two still haven't forgotten the purpose of their visit. Hu Yang looked at the stall and saw that there were many small cages with many young animals in them.

Among them, there are some cute little animals such as puppies, kittens, and rabbits, as well as cubs of some fierce beasts, such as common lions, tigers, elephants, etc., and even the cubs of fierce beasts such as crocodiles, saber-toothed tigers, and black bears. In the most conspicuous position, there are some round eggs that have not yet hatched, as well as many cubs of demon beasts.

As soon as Hu Yang asked, he learned that this stall was selling some spirit pets, which could contribute to the monk's battle, and these spirit pets were divided into various spirit pets with different roles such as auxiliary type, attack type, defense type, scout type, and formation type according to their own spiritual veins.