Out of the other side of the river in the mortal area, there is a free trading market along the river, Hu Qing has seen people here bring back the things brought back by their own monks to sell there, and he also knows that in fact, the monks swaying by the river are all low-level and unsuccessful, otherwise the old robes on their bodies will fade, and many people will be depressed and can only find a sense of superiority in front of mortals.

However, no matter how down-and-out a monk is, he is stronger than a mortal.

It's just a thing of a low-grade spirit stone, Hu Qing can only go there, and Shui Xin follows.

Fortunately, the monk who picked the door again did not want to bargain with mortals directly, so Hu Qing found a vacant basket and put it away, and after a while, someone stopped to look at it, and a low-grade spirit stone was sold.

Touching the spirit stone, Hu Qingle blossomed, and finally, he earned the first spirit stone with his own ability. Well, she didn't steal it, she just helped Nonghua Pavilion get a piece of grass.

There is also a small incense burner, and Hu Qing is a little worried that people will see the way.

Shui Xin: "It's just an ordinary incense burner, not a magic weapon, there should be female cultivators interested." ”

Hu Qing: "Do you think the people who come here will have spare money to buy useless things?" ”

Shui Xin: "How do I know, I've never sold anything." ”

Hu Qing: ... The son of a rich family of all evils.

This piece is all selling grass and flowers, Hu Qing changed a place, the small stall is placed as if it has just been unearthed, listening to the enthusiastic shouting of the stall owner next to him, either out of the secret realm or found in the powerful cave, are all gods that have opened the world.

The more false it is, the more it can blow.

Among the dazzling stalls, a lonely and pitiful small incense burner was lightly placed.

No one watched it for half a day.

Hu sighed lightly, you have to pick and choose things to have fun, but as long as she puts a little more things on the table, people can take a look.

The stall owner next to him couldn't look at it, this person simply lowered the overall image of their vendors.

Ask her, "Hey, how do you sell this?" ”

Yo, this is to be acquired?

Hu Qing hesitated and compared a three.

The stall owner glared: "Just this thing needs three spirit stones?" Why don't you grab it? ”

Hu Qing: It's not like you can't grab it.

"Transfer a spirit stone to me, I can sell it to you, you hurry home to see the child."

Hu lightly ignored him.

The stall owner glared at her, just as a customer came over and hurriedly greeted her.

Hu Qing sat there without saying a word, quiet as air.

Shui Xin couldn't help it: "You also shout." ”

Hu Qing: "I'm a mortal, no one will believe anything I shout." ”

Shui Xin pointed to the letter and said that the broken tiles in his hand were the stall owners of ancient inheritance: "What he said is believed by others?" You have to attract people. ”

Hu lightly blocked his mouth: "If you show your face, I can auction it for a sky-high price." ”

"That's right." Shui Xin smiled smugly: "In the future, when I'm ready, let's sell goods together." ”

Hu Qing: "It's killing people and overselling goods." ”

The stall owner next to her completed a transaction, and when she turned around, she saw Hu Qing and the lonely small incense burner in front of her, which was sad.

"Hey, I bought it."

Bang bang, three lower grade spirit stones were thrown over.

Hu was stunned for a moment, picked up the spirit stone, and sent the small incense burner over with both hands.

The stall owner snorted and threw it directly on his small stall, with a mouth: "Come and see, come and see, the incense stove used by the famous plum blossom fairy." ”

The corners of Hu's mouth twitched and he silently withdrew.

Shui Xin looked at the vendor and abducted her: "He can sell ten spirit stones." ”

Hu looked at him strangely: "You think I'm grateful to him?" I have also worked as a businessman, and businessmen are the most taboo and unprofitable. Before he accosted me, he secretly looked at the incense burner several times, and it was obvious that he had taken a fancy to it. When I was making a three, he was very proud in his eyes. ”

Shui Xin: "You see that?" Suddenly: "No wonder you don't sell, you know the stall owner will buy." ”

Hu Qing: "I still have life experience. Left and right, I have no money to buy and sell, and I am in a hurry to get rid of it. ”

Shui Xin: "You're not greedy. ”

Hu shrugged his shoulders lightly: "I can't afford to be greedy, he is a monk." ”

It's good to be able to buy her normally, but if you change your heart, can you resist if you rob her directly? Can you resist?

Shui Xin thoughtfully.

Now that he has a huge amount of money in his arms for four lower-grade spirit stones, Hu Qing relaxed, and even had the mood to propose to go to the vicinity of Nonghua Pavilion for a walk.

"Dead man, go listen to the gossip."

Shui Xin followed her funny, but unfortunately, there was no wind in Nonghua Pavilion.

Shui Xin: "This kind of thing often happens, places like Nonghua Pavilion not only pick up customers, but also sell people." No one cares if the life sold is still dead. In that situation last night, the woman should have been bought, and the guest went wrong in her cultivation and died of a demonic explosion, this situation is actually common among monks, no one will be surprised, they are just cleaning the field. ”

add: "Anyway, what people leave behind after death automatically belongs to them, and they don't lose." ”

This sentence made Hu Qing sad: "Last night, you should have taken the man's storage ring before leaving." ”

Shui Xin said to her: "The monk's body explosion is not a joke, it's not that I am running fast, and we will be killed by him at this moment." ”

Hu Qing: "So scary? ”

Shui Xin: "Otherwise, I would run so fast." ”

Hu Qing: "Aren't you afraid that the guards of Nonghua Pavilion will come to block you?" Lu Ningxiang's woman came to arrest you? ”

"Ahem, there's that reason too."

Hu Qing crossed the river and took him to the blacksmith's shop.

Shui Xin looked at Hu Qing walking in front of her, wondering why she didn't ask a word about how he killed the man.

The blacksmith shop in the cultivation realm will certainly not be the blacksmith in the mortal realm. The walls of the blacksmith here are full of swords and other weapons, pots, shovels, hoes, and small commodities made of leftovers, piled up in the corners, and naturally not expensive.

Hu Qing passed by before, looking at the things inside, she was greedy, not to mention anything else, she really wanted to buy a small dagger for self-defense, but unfortunately, she couldn't afford it. Because the owner of this house is a monk, the iron produced by the people contains aura, and the reason why it is opened in the mortal area is naturally not so high, but the price is not something that they mortals can afford.

The boss had an apprentice, a very large teenager, who looked honest and clumsy, and who had heard gossip, and it was said that this apprentice was picked by the boss.

Make a simple barbecue grill, Hu Qing is embarrassed to find the boss, so he looks for the little apprentice.

The little apprentice is not familiar with anything else, and the things that the boss doesn't like to fight mortals use are all made by him, Hu Qing told him in detail about the size and appearance, and the little apprentice immediately said that he could fight, and it was out immediately.

It's also too fast.

Through the thick curtain that did not cut off the line of sight, Hu Qing saw that he used long iron tongs to clamp a piece of iron and put it into the fire, and after a while, the iron was already red, and it was forged on the iron pier, and it was flattened in a few strokes.

"It's too fast." She exclaimed.

Shui Xin looked at it but was disgusted: "It's just iron, this fire is also of inferior quality, if it is my refining furnace, if I throw it in, it will instantly turn into molten iron." ”

Hu turned his head to look at him: "So exaggerated? ”

Shuixin: "The quality is different. If it was a monk's fine iron, the fire would have burned for half a day. ”

Hu Qing: Treasure Cultivation Realm.