After briefly looking at the three houses, Yang Ji did not live immediately.

Instead, he turned around and walked out of the small courtyard.

With a thousand spirit stones, he finally had his first pot of gold, although he didn't find any treasures on Tianshui Island, but when he first came to Nanfeng City that day, he saw a lot of good goods on the stalls.

He decided to take another look.

If you can find one or two treasures and double the thousand spirit stones in your hand, it will be the best thing.

Thinking like this, Yang Ji had already walked from the edge of the city to the center of the city, where there was a main street, which could be accompanied by ten cars, which was extremely wide.

The main street is the most lively, and the eyes are endlessly bustling and prosperous. The streets are bustling with people and traffic.

There are many shops on both sides of the avenue, and there are many stalls on the side, and the sound of selling comes and goes.

It was also the place where the monks came and went the most, and there were no less than thirty of them at a glance.

Yang Ji liked this atmosphere very much, and immediately watched it along the stalls.

He asked about the "Silver Spirit Fruit Seed" and the "Fairy Spirit Peach Seedling" that he had seen before.

But these two rare sellers know each other, so the price is very stable, one asks for 1,500 spirit stones, and the other asks for 2,000 spirit stones, and they don't let go at all.

In desperation, Yang Ji had no choice but to turn to other stalls.

also saw the old brother who sold deep-sea sinking stones, he was the most outrageous.

The surface of that sunken stone looked like an extraordinary ore, but he actually bit the three thousand spirit stones and did not let go, and he was sure that this was the dark iron ore.

It's really ignorant and not terrible, I'm afraid that ignorance will have a high price.

Yang Ji watched the old brother use his inferior magic weapon to chop the sinking stone from time to time, sparks burst and bang, and for a while, it actually attracted many monks.

If he really split it with an axe, revealing his inside, I wonder how he would feel? I guess my face will be pulled down on the spot.

Yang Ji shook his head and smiled, retracted his gaze, and turned to other stalls.

"Fellow Daoist, do you want to see the spirit rune?" Seeing Yang Ji's gaze, a kind old monk immediately smiled at him.

"What are the runes? What grade? Yang Ji squatted down and asked.

"I only have a beginner and mid-level fire dragon talisman here, which is drawn with the blood of a sixth-level flame snake and my fire attribute spiritual power. Once cast, the spirit rune will turn into a flame snake several zhang long and pounce fiercely, the power is extremely great, and it is not a problem for a rune to seriously injure a sixth-level demon beast. A piece of seventy spirit stones, no bargaining, two Taoist friends? The old man said slowly.

Yang Ji looked at the fire on the surface of the spirit rune, and the aura was rich, it was a real primary and intermediate spirit rune.

After obtaining the old man's consent, he reached for the spirit talisman and prepared to examine it carefully.

As soon as the spirit rune Fu started his hand, he felt a warmth.

The seemingly thin spirit rune was extremely overwhelming, and it seemed to seal a sixth-level flame snake inside, and he could feel the huge spiritual energy contained in it flowing slowly.

This kind of talisman can indeed cause a certain amount of damage to the demon beasts of level four to six, but it is not enough to be fatal, and it is really expensive to sell seventy-one.

But the old man looks light-hearted, and he is obviously not worried about selling.

Yang Ji couldn't help but sigh, this talisman master is really powerful, he can sell it for a high price of seventy by drawing two hands on the talisman paper worth a few spirit stones, which is worthy of being a more profitable profession in the hundred arts of cultivation.

At this moment, he couldn't help but wonder if he would also buy some books on talismans and seals in the future to learn to draw by himself?

"Fellow Daoist, come to two?" The old man couldn't help but smile when he saw Yang Ji staring at the spirit rune.

Yang Ji shook his head and put down the spirit rune.

Spirit runes are still too extravagant for him now, and a thousand spirit stones are not enough for him to throw at will, so he needs to be careful and use them on the blade that is most useful to him at the moment.

After smiling at the old man, Yang Ji got up and turned to other stalls.

I saw a lot of strange things in the major stalls, but which of the monks present was not a human spirit? has lived longer than him Yang Ji, and his knowledge is wider than that of Yang Ji, and it is a little difficult to find a treasure.

Yang Ji visited every stall, but he didn't find anything suitable for shooting, which is really a pity.

Just as he was about to leave, he inadvertently found a young man, who had just sat down, spread out his stall, and took out a few bottles of pills.

Pills?

Yang Ji's heart moved, and he immediately walked up to the young man and asked with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist, what kind of pills are in these five bottles in front of you?"

The young man's white skin was pink, and he looked careless, seeing that a guest came to inquire as soon as he sat down, he looked at Yang Ji with great interest, pointed to a group of bottles and introduced:

"Fellow Daoist, the first four bottles are filled with the elixir of intensive cultivation, namely the Linghua Dan, the Lingqi Dan, the Huanglong Dan, and the Peiyuan Dan, among which the Linghua Dan is the best, and it is the low-grade Lingyu of high quality. As for the bottle in the back, it contains a meditation pill that can quickly enter a state of concentration. ”

Listening to this immature voice, many monks cast their eyes curiously.

Perhaps because he felt that the young man looked young, ignorant of personnel, and was so confused, many monks surrounded him at that moment.

"Xiaoyou, how many spirit stones is a bottle of this Linghua Pill?" A middle-aged monk asked casually.

"Five hundred spirit stones in a bottle, and there are five grains in one bottle." The boy replied with a smile.

"A bottle of five hundred spirit stones? That's too expensive, right? ”

The middle-aged monk who asked found the stubble, deliberately lowered his face, and frowned,

"This Hua Ling Dan is no more than a low-grade spirit pill, at most it is worth two hundred spirit stones a bottle, but you asked for five hundred, when you went out, didn't your parents tell you?"

The middle-aged monk's gaze was faintly forced, as if an elder was questioning, and the momentum was compelling, and if it was an ordinary teenager, he would definitely think that he was wrong.

But the young man in front of him, who was only about ten years old, said as usual:

"There are also two hundred spirit stones for a bottle of lower-grade spirit pills, No, it's this Huanglong Pill and Peiyuan Dan." He said, pointing to the two small porcelain vases in front of him.

"It's all a low-grade elixir, why is the price gap so big?" The middle-aged monk said with a straight face.

"yes, why is the gap so big? Is it your little baby who remembers wrong? The onlookers who wanted to reap the benefits of it also echoed the words, which had the meaning of gathering crowds to crusade.

"My master said that the quality of this bottle of Linghua Dan is superior, it contains fewer impurities, and the medicinal effect is good."

"As for Huanglong Dan and Peiyuan Dan, although they are also low-grade elixirs, the quality is only inferior, and there are many impurities."

"If you don't believe me, open it and see it."

The young man's expression did not change, and he said honestly.

"A high-grade elixir? You're not very old, but you've learned to trick people? The middle-aged monk lightly reprimanded, picked up the Dan bottle, and removed the cork with disdain.

As soon as he smelled it, a trace of strange color flashed in his eyes that was not easy for ordinary people to notice, and he raised his eyes to look at the young man, and then put his gaze into the bottle and looked at it carefully.

After three breaths, he frowned slightly and said:

"The danxiang is indeed rich, and the medicinal power is very well preserved, but to say that this is a high-grade quality, I think it is still poor, and there are still impurities in it, at most medium quality."