Well?

Jiang Quinoa was stunned, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

She looked up at the cloaked figure, and seemed to sense a pair of eyes watching her from behind.

Her face was slightly red, and she arched her hand to him in some embarrassment: "Seniors should not ridicule juniors......"

The stall owner in front of her was obviously ridiculing her behavior, where did she really want that "treasure".

"Hahahaha!"

Feng Xun under the cloak suddenly laughed, laughing so much that his body staggered, and the chair turned around a few times.

Jiang Quinoa's reaction was confused, and the red on his face became deeper and deeper.

"I just saw your serious appearance, I really thought it was some kind of treasure, but it wasn't it?"

Feng Xun finally stopped laughing, and didn't forget to tease a few words.

Jiang Quinoa was also a little annoyed, she was cheeky and nonsense just to scare the stall owner, and she didn't do it on purpose, and the person in front of her was inevitably too annoying.

She pursed her lips, pointed to the key, and asked, "Do you sell it or not?" ”

"Sell, a low-grade spirit stone, and give a cheatbook."

Feng Xun saw that Jiang Quinoa was angry, and he didn't continue to tease her, and casually took the tattered book on the stall and threw it in front of Jiang Quinoa.

A musty smell came to my face, and I don't know how much time it had been dusty.

"A spirit stone?"

Jiang Quinoa frowned, suspecting that the stall owner was still teasing her, how could anyone sell it so cheaply?

Shouldn't you seize the opportunity to knock off a bamboo bargain?

"A spirit stone, take it away if you want it, don't pull it down!"

Feng Xun leaned back lazily and returned to his casual appearance.

"Yes!"

There is a cheap and not to take advantage of, bastard.

Jiang Quinoa took out a spirit stone and put it on the stall, glanced at Feng Xun twice, and made sure that he was not joking, so he put the key and the book into the storage bag.

"Thank you seniors, juniors say goodbye!"

got cheap, Jiang Quinoa also felt a lot more pleasing to the stall owner, and got up and saluted Feng Xun.

"Let's go, let's go, it's not cute at all."

Feng Xun waved his hand in disgust, and his words were disgusted.

“……”

Are the predecessors of the immortal cultivation world so unpredictable?

The corners of Jiang Quinoa's mouth stiffened slightly, straightened his back and turned to leave, he really didn't want to deal with this kind of senior.

After she left, Feng Xun raised his finger, and all the things in the stall were changed.

Jiang Quinoa didn't know that Fang Cai's things were only sold to her.

After all......

Treasures, those who are destined to get them.

Feng Xun curled the corners of his lips and was about to close his eyes to rest, but he noticed something and opened his eyes again.

"It's coming."

He muttered, put everything away with a wave of his big hand, and disappeared from the spot the next moment.

None of the surrounding monks noticed it, and it was still bustling.

"Jiang Xiaotian, you can be regarded as coming, if you don't come again, I will almost fall asleep."

Feng Xun fell on the top of a thousand mountains, and the cloak on his head was also removed by him, revealing a feminine and bewitching face, and the surrounding beauty was suddenly eclipsed.

Jiang Xiaotian glanced at him, with a look of disdain in his eyes, a man looked like this, and he didn't know what to be proud of.

"You're not going to clean up the mess for that guy again, are you?"

Feng Xun saw that he had a black face and looked like someone else owed him a spirit stone, so he instantly guessed the reason, and said with a smile:

"Otherwise, if you just kill yourself and terminate the contract, you will be angry with it sooner or later if you don't die."

"If you can't do it, it's okay, I can help."

Jiang Xiaotian's face darkened when he heard this, and he said in a cold tone:

"Do you know why you have so many enemies?"

"It's because you're cheap!"

This guy is young and vigorous, relying on his cultivation to be strong and making trouble everywhere, there are enemies everywhere, and he has spent many years in the pursuit of others.

It's just that he always has adventures on the way to avoid pursuit, and his cultivation has grown all the way, and now he is in the early stage of becoming a god, and he is really more angry than people.

"Tsk, I haven't seen you for so many years, but your temper hasn't changed at all."

Feng Xun shook his head, not caring about Jiang Xiaotian.

The two of them stood on the top of the mountain, their eyes falling on the market below the mountain, watching the monks come and go.

"Did you know I met an interesting little guy in the market?"

Feng Xun suddenly remembered Jiang Quinoa and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Jiang Xiaotian didn't want to deal with Feng Xun, he just stood aside with his hands and listened, and he didn't say anything.

"Do you remember that key?"

Feng Xun looked back at Jiang Xiaotian, and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes.

"I can't break that key, I've always kept it in the storage ring."

"When you came, I set up a stall in the Fang Market when I had nothing to do, but I found that the little guy had the same aura on him as the key."

"I was curious, so I took the thing out and put it on the table, but she really picked the key, do you say it's fate?"

The fate and luck of the cultivation realm has always been a mystery, and it has never been immutable, but the mystery is not something that mortals like him can understand.

"Then you didn't knock someone's money?"

Jiang Xiaotian glanced at him sarcastically.

“…… Am I that kind of person? ”

Feng Xun snorted lightly and retorted unhappily.

"Yes."

“……”

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"Fellow Daoist, a total of four hundred and seventy-six lower-grade spirit stones."

Xiao Er bent down and respectfully reported the number, not despised Jiang Quinoa at all because he was a miscellaneous disciple.

So expensive?

Jiang Quinoa felt out the spirit stone painfully, counted it, handed it out, and then took the things in the little second-hand hand.

This is the alchemy furnace she bought, the lowest magic weapon.

She gritted her teeth and bought some low-level spirit grass, preparing to go back and try alchemy.

This cost her more than three hundred spirit stones.

Jiang Quinoa walked out of the store, turned around and went to the array store again.

"The cheapest one is two hundred low-grade spirit stones?"

As soon as I asked about the price, Jiang Quinoa was shocked.

The cheapest array can only isolate the investigation of monks below the seventh level of Qi cultivation, but in fact, it is not very useful, but I didn't expect it to be sold for two hundred spirit stones.

No wonder so many monks want to develop the side business of the four arts, these things are really expensive, where can ordinary people afford it.

Jiang Quinoa was reluctant to cover the spirit stone that had not yet been hot, but there was no way, so after comparing the three, he ran back to the first one and paid for a array.

Now she only has more than two hundred spirit stones left.

As for the twelve medium-grade spirit stones, Jiang Quinoa didn't plan to use them.

The spirit stone contains a strong spiritual energy, which can assist the monks in their cultivation when necessary, and can also provide spiritual power during the fight.

Among them, the spiritual energy contained in the best spirit stone is the richest, and it can be exchanged for a thousand high-grade spirit stones, and so on.

It's just that very few people are willing to exchange it, and they all collect high-grade spirit stones and use low-grade spirit stones as currency circulation.

Jiang Quinoa covered the storage bag, her flesh hurt so badly that she hurriedly left Fang City and went back to the sect, if she stayed any longer, she was afraid that the remaining two hundred spirit stones would not be able to be saved.