Lotus brought Chen Yan to Banburo on this trip is also cautious, Chen Yan's spiritual root physique can also help her practice in a certain sense, and although Lotus is naughty in her mouth, she has always followed Fengjin's instructions in her heart.

If Fengjin seniors can bear fresh fruits, he will definitely support the cultivation of lotus, and Fengjin seniors have been running around for so long in order to form an immortal relationship, and lotus also wants to help him.

The Banburo Bazaar is very large, and the lotus flower believes that it will be able to find a magic weapon to help Chen Yan awaken the immortal root. That's what Lotus thinks, and that's what she does. When the lotus came to the Banburo Market for the first time, it was Feng Jin who brought her along, and at that time the lotus had just awakened, without the slightest spiritual power, and Feng Jin injected spiritual power into her, and then she had a human form.

On the surface, Lotus is a person who doesn't know how important it is, in fact, Lotus cares about everything, she is naturally aware of the pressure of Fengjin, and her heart is also eager to be able to help, this time she came to Banburo, and she also took advantage of Fengjin's retreat to secretly bring Chen Yan here, and Lotus came out and brought a lot of treasures, these are the cultivation materials and rune scrolls that are usually saved.

"Xinglong went to sea, swept all directions, walked by, don't miss it, Qinglong Sword is three years of essence and blood, pure and pure, and now it is sold at a low price!"

Lotus heard the shouting and walked to a vendor, it is common for the Banburo vendor to shout, but the lotus felt the aura, and saw that the person who was shouting was only a mortal physique, she was curious in her heart, so she stepped forward to check.

Chen Yan, who was following closely, saw Sister Lotus stop in front of this vendor, and shouted that many vendors were swept away along the way, but now they stopped, obviously not ordinary, Chen Yan also squeezed into the crowd, and looked closer, almost scaring Chen Yan.

This vendor has a round head, a collapsed nose bridge accompanied by a beard, and his eyes are a little close to the sides, and his appearance is exactly the same as Chen Yan's head teacher, the only difference is that this vendor has a big black mole on his neck.

Lotus wonders if this person is a hidden breath, and wants to cast a spell to check, but he feels that there are a lot of people around him doing the same thing as himself, obviously it is not the commodity that attracts adults to see, but the person who sells the goods, saying that it is the human race that brings the sword and these rune scrolls that are refined by the human race, and the lotus is absolutely not convinced, but it is difficult for the essence blood cultivator to get it, which requires the demon clan to take the initiative to release the blood, killing the demon and taking the blood, and the only thing you get is black blood, of course, there is also a way, Lotus had heard Feng Jin say: High-level Concentration Stage monks can perform the technique of locking their lives.

Locking one's life is actually a disguised seizure, but one percent of the spirit becomes the mind of the caster, thus locking his mind, and he becomes his puppet, and after achieving the goal, he will take back his one percent of his spirit.

Doubts are doubts, but the sword soaked in three years of essence blood still attracted the attention of the people around them, everyone looked at the flickering cold light on the sword, three years of essence blood has been soaked into the sword body, the sword cut the breeze, and made a buzzing sound, which made the people present excited. There are many treasures on the field, there are white jade handle dust, there are bronze mirrors inlaid with jewels, majestic short knives, and even a big bowl and prayer beads, in addition, shoes, clothes, all kinds of swords and knives, all kinds of exercise cheats, etc., the trading items are full.

Chen Yan looked around and felt that it was more reliable to buy a few exercises and secret books, those books were long ago when I looked at them, and they should be relatively powerful exercises. Thinking about it, he looked at Sister Lotus, and saw Sister Lotus staring at a broken iron lock in the corner, and a plain rusty old lock was placed in an inconspicuous corner.

"Sister Lotus, do you want to buy this", Chen Yan nodded in the direction of the iron lock, he lowered his voice, and thought that Sister Lotus had found a treasure, but Chen Yan didn't dare to say anything.

Among the items sold by this hawker, the most common is the iron lock, and even the hawker thinks so, so the location of the iron lock is very remote, unlike the sword that has been soaked in blood for three years in the center, so brilliant, everyone's eyes are immediately attracted to it.

"You little guy doesn't want to save up for three years of the essence blood sword, make a price."

A middle-aged uncle squeezed in front of the person, only to see him dressed in gray cloth, and his tattered general clothes swayed at will in the breeze, but he looked at the thick hair, completely free and easy to be a homeless man.

"Huh! Since the officials have my Qinglong sword in mind, the villain only needs three thousand spars, and he will transfer it."

Following the middle-aged uncle's question, the peddler continued to quote the sword one by one, but three thousand spars is really a lot of money, and ordinary monks are afraid that they will not be able to take out three thousand spars at all.

So, after the hawker finished quoting the price, he looked at the crowd. The middle-aged uncle who asked the price at the beginning also fell into hesitation, obviously the price of 3,000 spars made him very difficult.

"A thousand spars, if your Excellency wants to, I will accept it!"

Just as everyone was hesitating, a crisp voice came from behind Chen Yan.

Chen Yan looked at Sister Lotus with a puzzled face, he thought that Sister Lotus valued the iron lock, and he didn't want to follow a bid to accept the sword here, but Sister Lotus was too ruthless in bargaining, and I was afraid that the peddler wouldn't consider it at all.

Sure enough, Sister Lotus bargained, the hawker was about to vomit blood on the spot, he glanced at the lotus, and saw that it was a young girl, and the hawker responded with a good temper: "Girl, I really love it when I am young, don't laugh at this price."

Although the hawker did not give in to Sister Lotus's bid, according to the hawker's words, he could give in slightly, so some onlookers with ideas began to be eager to try.

The sword emits a faint purple light in the dark night, showing its experience story over the years all the time, and the light on the sword is like water, like a swimming dragon coiled on the sword.

"I'll give you two thousand spars!"

The middle-aged uncle in the crowd spoke, obviously this was his price after careful consideration, this man looked like a poor ghost, but he could also offer a high price of two thousand spars.

Legend has it that the monks of the Dongchuan Spirit Kingdom liked to wear coarse cloth clothes, used animal bones as decorations, and liked to spread their hair in the crowd to exude their original nature. Looking at this man, there is indeed a bit of agreement.

Guess to guess, that sword is still the focus of everyone's attention, everyone can't help but praise the Qinglong sword, many burly monks, although this sword still seems small to them, but the tenacity of Qinglong, who has been soaked in blood for three years, is incomparable, although they can't be used as the main weapon, but can be used as a saber for self-defense.

"Two thousand five hundred crystals!"

Someone in the crowd gave a high price of two thousand five hundred, and everyone couldn't help but look back, a young man stood behind the person, he looked no more than twenty or so, and his face was beautiful, but the long hair on his sideburns was already gray, and at this moment he was wearing long hair, which was particularly conspicuous in the moonlight.

"Kitsune!"

After Sister Lotus saw the young man, the words in her mouth also blurted out, although the voice was small, it did not fall into Chen Yan's ears word for word.

Chen Yan looked at the eye-catching young man curiously, only to see that he was wearing his hair loosely, his long hair hung down on his shoulders, two strands of white hair hanging down on both sides, his little face seemed to be smiling and crying, his eyes were slender, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he squeezed through the gap in the crowd and came to the stall with light steps.