Although the shopkeeper was focusing on Hong Baochun and the Demon Night Elder, in fact, his attention to Mo Fan had never been broken, and as soon as Mo Fan saw it, he smiled at Mo Fan in a friendly manner, and even winked at him playfully.

Ji Jianming knew the refiner's unspoken rule of 'refining a work only once', and looked at Mo Fan facing the shopkeeper of Qianerfang, frowned, and asked in a thin voice,

"What does he mean by that, do you know you're the alchemist, or do you want to do something?"

Mo Fan tilted his head sideways and wanted to answer, but his movements were suddenly slightly stunned, and then the expression on his face changed several times, and finally froze on a somewhat strange expression.

"Little Ba?" Li Daren raised his foot and took a step, nervously blocking the straight direction between Mo Fan and the shopkeeper, and said cautiously, "Is this person really okay?"

"It's fine. Mo Fan let out a long breath, let go of his eyebrows, and smiled faintly at the two, "He was entrusted to help, don't worry." Immediately afterwards, he raised the stone plaque in his hand and said slyly, "Taking advantage of this chaos and no one staring at the situation behind, we hurriedly went to change the spirit stone." It's still early, maybe go to the market and get something valuable!"

Now that the main owner has spoken, the other two are no longer in doubt, and it is not good to ask again now. After all, there are many people, and although it seems that everyone is focused, who knows if anyone wants to fish in troubled waters?

After all, the selling price has been set, even if the ownership is to be discussed at the moment, Hong Baochun, as a buyer, has not paid the money, but it stands to reason that the 'Candle Moon Arrow' has been sold, and Mo Fan can still receive his remuneration.

Anyway, the Tianluo auction venue is not afraid that Hong Baochun and the Demon Night Elder will run away, and besides, the monk can't run away from the temple, and the money will always be collected. Moreover, the temper of the refiner is so strange, and Mo Fan can refine a second-grade spiritual weapon just in the 'early market', a proper high-performance stock, giving a convenient and good impression, and it is not certain when he will be rewarded in the future.

Therefore, under the instruction of Mikona, Mo Fan got his reward for this auction quite quickly.

After selling the entire set of 'Candle Moon Arrows', Mo Fan earned nearly 14,000 medium-grade spirit stones (even if Hong Baochun's final bid price was a high-grade spirit stone, but generally the market in the Canglan Continent still uses medium-grade spirit stones for circulation), deducting the relevant handling fees, there are at least more than 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones to take, which is already a considerable income for Mo Fan, who has just joined a second-rate sect and is a disciple of the outer sect.

However, the refiner industry is like this, the more you earn, the more you spend, plus Mo Fan now has to start all over again, and there are many places to spend money-

No, the purse that has just been bulging, under Mo Fan's calculations, is about to bottom out.

Although it is not that the Aoki Gate and the Slaughterhouse are without monthly rules and resources to apply for, after all, there has never been a refiner here, and Mo Fan has specially studied the materials that should be there, and there is no ...... Even if there is, they all grow up in the wild in the sect, and no one pays attention to them at all.

I had no choice but to do everything by myself.

Fortunately, around the Tianluo auction venue, an area bordering Aoki Gate to the north and the Demon Gate to the south is full of Fang Market, the shops are lined up one after another, and the stalls are even more numerous, Mo Fan bought all the way, his soul was wide open, and countless soul senses opened the way in front of him to secretly sweep the samples of goods on each stall, and he quickly picked out the things he needed, and he shot quickly and accurately, not only making many Dao cultivators and demon cultivators look sideways, but also making the pair of brothers who followed behind completely speechless.

“...... Why do I think that Hachi's desire to buy is so much stronger than that of women?"

"No, I think you should just envy him for having a lot of spirit stones to spend. "It seems that the little junior brother usually has a good time, and he has to deduct his pocket money.

It's just that when passing through a certain area, Mo Fan suddenly stopped his smooth movements, looked directly at a corner surrounded by the crowd, and gently made a 'huh' sound as the big black umbrella shook excitedly.

"This brother, what's going on over there, why are there so many people?" casually pulling a monk who seemed to be a local monk, Mo Fan first threw out the fast-shattering spirit stone with great skill, and then exerted his tender face to the extreme, and asked with a rather ignorant expression.

The monk who was pulled was not very impatient, but the spirit stone thrown by Mo Fan quickly calmed down that little emotion. And this seemingly simple little Taoist friend asked is not a secret matter, the monk's attitude slowly relaxed, and said a little carelessly,

The stupid old man has been setting up a stall here for a month, and he always says that he sells something that is too old, but everyone doesn't know how many times he has seen it, and it is a pile of broken copper, iron and stone slag over and over, but the stupid old man gritted his teeth and did not let go...... I'm afraid someone is trying to get rid of this liar, right?"

"It's been a month, it's impossible that you haven't rushed it, right?" Ji Jianming listened for a while, and asked with some confusion, "Isn't the chengguan very strict? I remember that even setting up a stall has to bear a deposit." ”

Seeing that Ji Jianming had asked the point, the monk was also interested in gossiping, and immediately nodded and said,

The old man had no money in his pocket, and at first he was kind enough to make it up to the neighbors. Unexpectedly, the old man didn't have anything valuable in his hands, and no one paid attention to him after a few days. But I don't know how to fix it, the chengguan came every day, but he was beaten and bruised, and he still had a way to come to this corner on time the next day to set up a stall...... No, there are a few enthusiastic people who have gathered a team and want to clean up the people. ”

It sounds good to clean up, but in fact, it is to prepare to cut people down directly after the 'reason' doesn't make sense.

After all, the business in this neighborhood has been affected by the old man's stall, and they haven't opened much business for several days, and everyone has to eat together, so naturally they can't bear to have rat feces spoil their good deeds.

Mo Fan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and he was quite surprised that his judgment with the Jiuming Heaven Burning Furnace would get such a result. I just crossed the crowd and planned to see with my own eyes whether the old man's things were good 'superb' or really so bad that I had to see for a long time!

Seeing that Mo Fan had a rare fun, Ji Jianming and Li Daren asked themselves if they were peerless good senior brothers, and they immediately threw down the monk and squeezed into the crowd.

"It's just a pile of garbage, I said old man, you should stop in moderation, don't go crazy anymore?" Just when Mo Fan reached the front, he heard a 'clang', accompanied by things falling to the ground, muffled snorts, and scolding.

A little old man in tattered clothes threw himself on the small table that was kicked and smashed, his hands tightly covering the things in his arms, his eyes were red, but his mouth was quite hard and muttered,

"My Chaos Old Man's eyes never missed, these are good things...... You just don't recognize it......"

Everyone has heard this for more than a month, and when they heard it again, some people couldn't help but sneer and stepped on a black stone that rolled near Mo Fan, and said to the old man who was full of pain and wanted to pounce and cringed,

"Then tell me, what are these things? Why did we also pull a lot of alchemists, refiners, and talisman painters to come over and see it, but no one could recognize what it was?

A few days ago, some people might have been indignant at the behavior of these young monks who bullied the elderly. But after all, the facts are in front of them, no one can recognize half of the things on the old man's stall, and the old man's speech is always upside down, which seriously affects the business of the nearby stalls;

Even though he saw that the old people were so thin and bullied, no one was willing to stand up and help.

"This ...... It's true that there's nothing good to see. Li Daren carefully looked at the black tattered things that the old man was protecting, and said to Mo Fan in a low voice for a while, "Xiaoba, it's almost time for us to go back, why don't you hurry up and see a few more stalls, let's not join in the fun here, right?"

Mo Fan ignored him, his eyes looked straight at the black stone under the feet of the young monk beside him, and suddenly asked the old man,

"Senior, where did you get all this thing?"

This is a little unkind to ask, and it is quite a bit of a revelation of the source of goods, but it is a big taboo in the stalls next to it.

But Mo Fan's questioning undoubtedly became the old man's life-saving elixir at this moment, shaking the few young monks who had already decided to directly raise their hands and take people away.

Immediately, he reacted quickly and said to Mo Fan,

"Don't bother, fellow Daoists, we have all checked back and forth several times, it is a rotten stone at all, this old man also offered a hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and the nerd only bought it!"

"Just this broken stone, it's not the size of a palm, and it costs a hundred medium-grade spirit stones?" Li Daren shouted in surprise next to him, and couldn't help but turn his head and pull Ji Jianming's sleeve, "Fourth Senior Brother, shouldn't Xiaoba be crazy to buy it, and only be willing to buy everything at this time?"

When the old man heard someone asking, he immediately raised his head excitedly, but when he saw Mo Fan's immature face again, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed. It's just that he can't help himself this time, and seeing that no one is willing to believe him, he can only gamble to see if this little Taoist friend is willing to buy what he has in his hand.

"My Chaos Old Man has never lied, things are indeed good, the same hundred medium-grade spirit stones, Tong Su is not bullied!"

Mo Fan looked at the old man carefully, and was not in a hurry to answer.

His hair was as dry as straw, his index finger was as thin as an eagle's claw, his nails were black, and he twitched like epilepsy from time to time......

It's not like poisoning, it's more like being cursed.

Or Gu.

"What do you have in your hand, can you take it out for me to see?" The young man's slightly hoarse voice began to change his voice a little, and it sounded in the crowd, like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and immediately shocked everyone.

Unexpectedly, someone is really willing to buy it?

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Thank you for the reward of the floating willow bottle, and thank you very much for your blessings!