In the early morning, in the east of Lieshan City, the black-clothed alley not far from Daoxian Tower was lively.

There are many pill pharmacies and weapon shops in this alley, most of which sell low-grade pills and weapons, and the people who come here are basically low-level monks in the city. Many monks also take things they don't use to sell in these alleys at relatively low prices.

Gradually, this black-clothed alley became a paradise for many low-level monks.

In the past, Mu Han had also come to this black-clothed alley a few times, and he had been very hot when he saw the strange utensils for monks on the street stalls, and the two small daggers were bought here.

Today, the sun rose a few feet high, and Mu Han came belatedly.

It's not that Mu Han doesn't want to come over early, but many of the people who are willing to spend money in this Black Lane are young people from various families in Lieshan City. If it's too early, they're all still cultivating at home.

Mu Han came at the right time, and many of the young people who had practiced hard all morning chose to come to the black alley to relax.

Along the way, Mu Han really saw a lot of familiar faces, all of whom were teenagers from the Mu Family's Xuanfeng Academy.

Mu Han was not interested in greeting them, so he found a vacant seat at the end of the alley, sat directly on the ground, and then took out a ball of white cloth from his arms, unfolded it and spread it on the ground, and the eight big red characters on it were very eye-catching:

Low-grade pottery, sold at a low price!

Then, Mu Han inserted a small dagger he had refined last night into the white cloth.

He didn't shout and sell like the low-level monks next to him, but quietly waited for the rabbit, but he heard the chatter, laughter, and bargaining that kept drilling into his ears, but his heart was extremely emotional.

More than 20 days ago, he was just an ordinary person on earth, sitting in the office chatting and bragging, the day passed quickly, he went home at night to surf the Internet, watched movies, and went to KTV with friends from time to time to cry and roar a few times, although ordinary, but also happy.

And now in this world that is very different from the earth, without parents and friends, without mobile phones and computers, in addition to cultivation every day, or cultivation, life is indeed much more fulfilling than before, but it is also full of dangers, so Mu Han can only keep moving forward and make himself stronger.

This kind of huge change makes Mu Han still feel like he is in a dream when he thinks about it at the moment.

However, thinking that he had not even reached the Outer Cultivation Realm more than twenty days ago, but now he had become an Inner Cultivation Realm cultivator who was close to the Food and Qi Realm, Mu Han couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. In the Taixuan Heaven Domain, it was definitely rare for his cultivation speed to reach his level.

"Brother, who made this dagger of yours?"

Suddenly, a curious voice pulled Mu Han back to reality.

Mu Han raised his eyes and found that there was a young man in his twenties in front of him, and several teenagers not far away walked towards him

No matter what time it is, the Dao device is very eye-catching.

"Whether it's a Taoist device or not, you'll know if you try it. ”

Mu Han smiled, didn't say much, and directly made a gesture of invitation to the young man. In his feeling, this man's strength is about the same as Mu Xingkong, who was killed by himself, and he should also be a monk of the Great Passage Realm, and if he has cultivated his true qi, he can naturally try the Dao weapon.

"Okay, then I'll try. ”

The young man nodded, squatted down in front of Mu Han's stall, pulled out the dagger, and a true qi penetrated into the dagger. Suddenly, I saw the dagger burst white, and the cold light was exposed, even if it was more than ten meters away, I could feel the sharp qi diffused from the dagger.

Suddenly, several more figures were attracted.

The young man turned his eyes, and saw a stone the size of a millstone lying next to him, and directly swung it over, and heard a snort, as if cutting tofu, the blade of the dagger was embedded in the stone like lightning, and directly cut the stone into two sections, the cross-section was like a mirror, and it was extremely smooth.

And the dagger was still sharp and undamaged.

Seeing this, there was a burst of exclamations around him.

"Good knives!"

The young man was stunned, and then his eyes were happy, he had just asked casually, and had not held out any hope, but unexpectedly came across a good dagger. With his eyes, he could naturally see that in the low-grade Dao weapon, this dagger was definitely worthy of the word "excellent".

Seeing that there were already more than a dozen people gathered next to him, the young man hurriedly asked, "Brother, how can you sell this dagger?"

"One hundred gold coins!"

Seeing his expression, Mu Han's heart moved slightly, he originally only wanted to quote eighty gold coins, but when the words came to his lips, he directly added twenty gold coins.

"A hundred gold coins? Okay, I want it!"

The young man didn't bargain, he agreed, and then quickly took out a small golden piece of paper from his bosom, and said with a smile, "Brother, this is a hundred yuan gold bill, put it away." "This kind of gold banknote was issued by the royal family of the Yue Kingdom, and every town has gold and electricity exchange, and the 100 yuan gold note is 100 gold coins.

Seeing him so refreshing, more than a dozen people around him were a little curious, this dagger is really so good?

"Bai Hong, you have to take a good look at it clearly, this is really a low-grade Dao weapon, don't regret it when you buy it!" At this moment, a yin and yang strange voice interjected from the side.

The young man named Bai Hong was stunned, and his right hand, which was holding the gold money, subconsciously shrank back, and followed the sound, but saw several teenagers squeezing over with a smile. He knew all these people, and they were disciples of the Mu Family's Xuanfeng Academy, and the person who had just spoken was called Mu Xingyan.

Mu Han's brows furrowed slightly, and there was a hint of imperceptible disgust in his eyes.

When he came to pass through the Black Clothes Alley just now, he caught a glimpse of these people, but he didn't expect them to run over so quickly and make trouble for themselves.

With a light snort in his nose, Mu Han looked at Bai Hong: "Do you want this dagger?"

"To ......"

Bai Hong's gaze turned to the dagger in his hand, but his tone seemed a little hesitant.

Mu Xingyan glanced at Mu Han disdainfully, and said with a strange smile: "Bai Hong, don't you know yet, the person in front of you is called Mu Han, more than 20 days ago, he was still a waste who has not reached the Outer Strength Realm, and the little gold coins that our Mu Jiaping gave him in the house are only enough for him to live, can he get a low-grade Taoist weapon to sell?"

Hearing this, there was a burst of muttering around him.

"Oh?"

Bai Hong was stunned for a moment, looked at Mu Han and said, "You are Mu Han?"

Mu Leng smiled: "That's right! It seems that you don't plan to ask for this dagger, so put it down!"

"Ahem. ”

Bai Honggan laughed twice, and inserted the dagger back in front of Mu Han, he was not a Dao Pattern Master, and now he really didn't dare to be sure of the authenticity of this Dao weapon.

He had heard the name Mu Han for a long time, he was the grandson of the head of the Mu family, it was said that he had no heart palace and could not cultivate, and he had suffered a lot in the Mu family, so it was indeed a little strange for such a person to suddenly sell such a good low-grade Taoist weapon. Nowadays, there are many fakes on the market, even to the point that they are fake, and they will be completely ineffective after being used for less than a day, and they will become indistinguishable from ordinary weapons.

If he buys a fake with a hundred gold coins, he won't be laughed to death?

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