Bazaar.

When Mo Liang and dozens of Wen Xiu appeared here, it was still very deserted, and the Wen Xiu had all gone to the Martial Arts Academy, who was still staying here?

Soon, though, it's going to be bustling with people......

A group of speculators wantonly hoarded array stones and pills, and walked through the West Street in a very low-key manner under the gaze of thousands of Wenxiu troops. The Wen Xiu in line had spread to West Street, and people looked at Mo Liang and them all the way, thinking that it was Wen Xiu who had received the task, and the eagerness in his eyes was even worse.

People kept their faces strained and remained silent. When they came to the market outside West Street, they glanced at each other and pulled out the big flags from the bags one by one.

In comparison, Mo Liang was much clumsier and didn't prepare anything.

Stunned to look at the well-prepared guys, Mo Liang rushed to the entrance of the market facing West Street. If there is no big banner signboard, then grab a good location, and this business is easy to do.

No, someone is faster than him. The man grabbed the flag in his hand, and like a gust of black wind, he planted it in the open space on the side of the entrance. The speed of this action made Mo Liang stunned, and when he was stunned, the continuous popping sound was already full of flags around the entrance.

Time is a business opportunity!

Mo Liang looked at these neat and neat guys, blinking, a little dazed.

And facts have proved that as long as it is the world of cultural cultivation, there is always the law of the jungle. In the eyes of everyone, this is the entrance to the market in a prime location, and naturally there is a stronger Wen Xiu who wants to take it. Among them, Wen Xiu, who was slightly weaker, was unlucky.

"Get out, this is Lao Tzu's place!" With a ruthless attitude, the eight-grade Wen Xiu who entered the ink directly planted the banner on the ground of a six-grade Wen Xiu who entered the ink, and there was no room for a trace of reasonableness.

Wen Xiu, who entered the six grades of ink, looked angry, but his strength was not as good as that of others, if he fought hard, he would have to suffer a lot of flesh and skin.

In the end, he could only swallow his anger, gritted his teeth and pulled up his banner to make way for the place.

Mo Liang couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

This small world of cultural cultivation is not very peaceful......

Looking out, Mo Liang silently avoided the place of right and wrong at the entrance, compared to the people, his stockpile was only five hundred first-grade array stones, and there was no need to increase right and wrong in vain.

Looking for an open space behind the crowd, he did not have a big flag, so he lined up ten array stones on the ground, and then sat cross-legged, quietly watching the place ahead where the wind and clouds gathered and the disputes were numerous. People were constantly being kicked out of the entrance, and their faces were full of sauce and went to the back of Mora.

After a while, Mo Liang's original place of residence turned out to be the middle section of many stalls, which was also a good location.

"Contentment is always happy...... Mo Liang touched his nose and smiled a little contentedly.

After a while, the entrance of the bazaar was already full of powerful people, and they were all full of color, waving their banners, and spilling out a bunch of array stones and pills, with inexplicable arrogance.

Everyone looked at West Street in anticipation, as if they were a young man fishing.

Fish, fish, you can take the bait!

"These guys who have suffered a thousand knives have actually bought out the array stones and pills!" The angry shouting and scolding voice came from the West Street, and a nine-person Wenxiu team rushed to the market all the way to kill them.

"Damn, I should have bought it earlier, and I don't know how much it will cost me to go to the market!"

"Lack of virtue things, ......"

Wen Xiu's scolding rose, but the fallen masters in the bazaar showed a warm smile one by one.

Wow, this scolding, the whole street Wen Xiu knows about it. In a few moments, the market should come alive. These array stones and pills are all contributions!

The Nine Humanities Cultivation Team broke into the entrance of the bazaar, looking at the piles of array stones and pills all over the ground, and their brows jumped one by one, and the guys in front of the door seemed to be able to hear their teeth gritting.

However, people were looking like they didn't see it.

"How do you sell the array stones?" asked a magnificent man in the Wenxiu team like a tiger.

"Thirty contribution points. The inverted master, who was close to the entrance, said with a smile in his eyes.

"Why don't you give the fuck and rob him!" the man was furious, pointing at his nose and scolding.

The first-grade array stone in the Holy City is usually fifteen contribution points, but the guy in this bazaar doubled as soon as he turned his hand.

"Hero, isn't this a shortage of array stones? You see, I can't help ......" The face of the inverted master was full of grievances.

"Lack of your grandma's legs!"

The man pointed to the array stones and pills piled up all over the ground, and his face turned red with anger.

"Damn, Lao Tzu died in the mountains, and I won't buy it from you!"

The master shrugged his shoulders senselessly, and he didn't like to buy it. Anyway, these thousands of cultural cultivators are not bad for this one cultural cultivation team.

"How do you sell the Array Stone?"

The Wenxiu team took another step forward, and it was still a man with a roaring tiger who shouted and asked.

"Thirty contribution points!"

"Hmph~" The man snorted coldly, and directly ignored this bad master.

"How do you sell the Array Stone?"

The man continued to ask, asking one by one, quite in the spirit of Mo Liang's search for the Earth Fire Flame Essence King.

"Thirty ......"

Before the other man finished speaking, the man shouted, "Shut up for Lao Tzu!

"How do you sell the Array Stone?"

......

Asked over and over again, asking ten people in a row, the man's face became more and more ugly. The price of these unfortunate masters is bitten to death! However, when you go out to the mountains and wilderness, you can't really not prepare. That's a life-saving thing!

Besides, this time there is such an important unlimited mission on the body, it is a race against time!

The man took a deep breath helplessly and continued to ask. He also saw that without thirty contribution points, he couldn't get anything.

In front of him, there was a young man wearing a red scarf, looking at him with a smile. However, this young man's eyes are clear, not as greedy as the previous Wen Xiu.

That's him......

With a silent sigh in his heart, the man accepted his fate.

"Thirty-four first-grade array stones, priced at a thousand contribution points, you kid is cheap!" the man drank coldly.

At this moment, Mo Liang's joy is really indescribable, this is the opening? This is earning 500 contribution points? But he didn't even say a word!

"Boy, what are you stunned about!

"Sell, sell!" Mo Liang nodded repeatedly.

Counting out the thirty-four first-grade array stones in one breath, he smiled very happily as he looked at the maple nameplate full of grids in his hand.

――It's not hard to do business!

The surrounding pampers looked at the guy who finally opened his waist bag, and they all showed disdain and self-satisfaction. What if you show your teeth and claws? In the end, don't you have to buy it?

The opening of Mo Liang made everyone feel good.

They didn't care about the gains and losses of this transaction, anyway, there was a lot of Wen Xiu! Looking at the tail of the West Street procession getting farther and farther away, people's expectations gradually became stronger.