The Immortal Polder of Beast Spirit City is a small Immortal Cultivation Market, but it is also full of all kinds of immortal things, crowded with several streets, among which there are even more shops that collect and sell demon beast materials, accounting for almost half of the shops on the Immortal Polder, which is also a major feature of the Immortal Polder Farm of Beast Spirit County.

At noon on that day, on a street full of animal skins and horns, a man with a ragged and sallow face came to a certain shop, said a few words, and then came out and walked to the door of the next shop.

This is the Liu Qingyi who returned from the South Kiln, because he wanted to go to the Xianwei Field to sell the fur of the demon wolf, for fear of being recognized, so he took off his Tsing Yi robe, wore a rag shirt, and even smeared a lot of yellow mud on his face.

"Why is it so low? I think the Heavenly Beast Pavilion is higher than yours. ”

"That was the market some time ago, according to the current market, it is already fair to give it to this extent, I don't believe you go to the Heavenly Beast Pavilion to see, what price they give."

Liu Qingyi naturally didn't dare to go to the Heavenly Beast Pavilion, he hid his head and tail like this, a big factor was that he was afraid that the people of the Heavenly Beast Pavilion would recognize his identity, and he didn't know what the crime of selling smuggled goods in the Beast Spirit City was that the disciples of the Heavenly Beast Sect took the post, but he was sure that he would definitely not be able to please him.

In his imagination, if he was stolen by someone from inside the door, he would pick off his hands and feet, break his legs, dip the pig cage, abolish the peerless martial arts, confiscate the tools of the crime, and be expelled from the mountain gate, nothing that did not make his heart tremble.

Liu Qingyi walked out of the shop at the end of the street with a little disappointment, and he almost visited the animal material shops on the fairy polder all morning, but the price of the demon wolf's fur was lower than the other, and finally it had reached the point of thirty spirit yuan stones for a skin.

Because of the Heavenly Beast Pavilion's view of the previous car of sixty spirit yuan stones, the psychological price of nearly a hundred demon wolf skins in the spirit ring naturally rose, and he was disappointed in his heart, and he kept suppressing it.

When he was young, Liu Qingyi turned into another street, no longer inquired about the sale of demon wolf furs, and began to wander around the polder.

When I saw a pill shop, I walked in, pinched a gray and shiny bead in one hand, looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Boss, do you accept this?" If there is less than a hundred spirit yuan stones, it will not be sold! ”

Thinking that the task of this external post is completed, a corpse bead can be exchanged for a hundred spirit yuan stones, and there are thousands of corpse beads piled up in his spirit ring, and it must be very huge to exchange merit and spirit yuan stones when he returns to the door, and he is proud in his heart, and he also expects this thing to be sold at a higher price in the fairy polder.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man with a clear face, took the beads in Liu Qingyi's hand and looked at them carefully, and said in a deep voice: "This is a corpse bead?" ”

"Exactly." Liu Qingyi said with a look of anticipation.

"We don't take this." The middle-aged man handed the corpse beads back to Liu Qingyi.

Liu Qingyi was stunned and said, "Don't accept it?" Isn't this corpse bead worth it!? ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "No one in our Beast Spirit County accepts this thing, if you have a large amount, you may be able to sell some Spirit Yuan Stone if you get it to the Ruin City where the Ancient Spirit Gate of Hagi County is located, it is rumored that the disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect like this thing." ”

"How far is Hagi-gun?" Liu Qingyi asked with some curiosity.

"With the cultivation of the guest officer's spiritual cultivation period, and blessed with the Fengxing Technique, it should not be much of a problem to get there after walking for more than a month." A vague smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

Liu Qingyi's face was stunned, "Yueyu? It's so far! "This person knows that he is a Spiritual Cultivator, could it be that he is also an Immortal Daoist? Turning to think of Xu Xiang's unlucky ghost following the two senior brothers from Gulingmen, he finally picked up a life, and went back so far alone, don't die in the middle of the road again.

After thinking about it like this for a while, he put away the corpse beads, looked at the shopkeeper proudly and said: "You have some knowledge, since you don't want it, I will go to find another house, and I will not be missing a hundred spirit yuan stones." ”

As soon as Fang walked out of this shop, he saw a very fat man looking at him under the plaque of an extremely luxuriously decorated pavilion next to him, and said with disdain: "Go farther, little splash, don't come here to visit, we won't give you anything here, go farther." ”

Liu Qingyi's face was stunned, and he heard another extremely short black-clothed guy at the door say, "Could it be the shopkeeper on the polder?" ”

The fat man smiled and pointed to Liu Qingyi, who was standing at the door and didn't leave, and said, "You look at his down-and-out appearance, like?" What's the matter with the City Lord's Mansion, if you always let some mortals who ask for food come in, our immortal polder is about to become a good hall. ”

"Who do you say is asking for food?" A cold snort came, and Liu Qingyi had already jumped up and came to the door to ask.

"Hey, dare to have such a big temper when you ask for food? Could it be that he is really a handyman in a shop? The fat man didn't expect it, and said with a smile: "Little brother, which shop are you from?" How do you dress up like this, is the store closed? After saying a few words, he couldn't help but laugh with the black-clothed little guy guarding the door.

Liu Qingyi stood at the door, looked up, and saw that on the plaque of this exquisite pavilion of about four floors, the four red characters on a blue background of "Xianyuan Music Square" were extremely eye-catching.

"Le Fang? Could it be that it is a place for immortal people to listen to music? Liu Qingyi thought so in his heart, and said to the two people standing at the door: "What are you doing here?" ”

The fat man had already begun to pry people: "Go and go, ask people elsewhere, don't bother here, disturb the guests of our Xianya Music Place, you can't afford to eat it." ”

Hearing this, Liu Qingyi walked to the door and looked inside, the black-clothed guy guarding the door raised his hand to stop him, and the fat man on the side said with some annoyance: "Let you go, why are you still coming in?" ”

"Just tell me, go in and play, what conditions do you want?" Liu Qingyi's breath was certain, and Lingju looked at the fat man with his eyes.

The fat man shrank his eyes when Liu Qingyi looked at him, and replied honestly: "Do you want Lingyuan Stone?" ”

"How many Spirit Yuan Stones?"

"The threshold fee is twenty, and it will be counted separately for singing and dancing when you go in." The fat man replied again.

"So expensive?" Liu Qingyi was shocked.

The fat man looked at Liu Qingyi with disdain, and said proudly: "It's still expensive?" In our Xianyuan Music Place, less than 100 is the minimum consumption, if you want to watch the female cultivator fight, it is a big deal. ”

"There are nuns?" Liu Qingyi exclaimed again.

"Of course, in addition to the female cultivator's sword fight, there are also female cultivators who play the qin and sing songs, if there are no these immortal female cultivators, how can we dare to call it Xianyuan Music Fang? You kid is too lonely and unheard, if you don't have Lingyuan Stone, get out of here as soon as possible. The fat man was already impatient.

"Can you call me first?" Liu Qingyi was already very interested, and the pestle was at the door, and he couldn't move his feet anymore.

"Get out." The fat man snorted.

"That's how you treat your guests?" Liu Qingyi took out two spirit yuan stones from the spirit ring and pinched them in his hand, and kept playing with them.

"Lingyuan Stone? You are? Isn't Childe an immortal cultivator? Childe, come, this way, please come in! The fat man had a pile of fat on his face, showed a signature smile, and pulled Liu Qingyi into the door.

Liu Qingyi entered the room to take a look, only to see the attic space dozens of feet square, carved red with green everywhere, facing a wall as clean as jade, painted a lady flying in the sky.

There are several floating niches around the lobby on the floor, which are full of rare objects such as flowers, birds, insects and beasts.

"There are many offences to the small ones, but they really don't know the fairy mountain, forgive the small eyes, dare to ask the son is a person everywhere? Which one is in the fairy gate? The fat man's voice kept whispering in his ears.

"It's easy to say, you have to find me a place to sit first, standing and talking like this is your customary?" Liu Qing's eyes flickered, and he had already floated up to the second floor along a delicate staircase next to him, only to hear the voices of men and women laughing faintly.

"Don't dare, don't dare, Childe, please follow me upstairs." The fat man tilted his head and shouted upstairs by the throat: "Xiaohong, Xiaocui, call Mother Wu quickly, there are distinguished guests!" ”

Liu Qingyi thought secretly while going upstairs: "I didn't expect that there are female cultivators sitting here, and it seems that there are also performing singing and dancing methods, this is indeed a situation that I never imagined. ”

On the second floor, you will see dozens of elegant private rooms carved with dragons and phoenixes in the ring pavilion divided into left and right, and a pool of rippling blue water in the middle is encircled, and there is a white hanging platform on the pool, but it is empty.

When I was young, a middle-aged beautiful woman with a sexy figure greeted me and said, "Childe, please come here." Then he and the fat man and a few maids led Liu Qingyi into a private room near the left.

Liu Qingyi entered the room, but saw a white jade table in the middle of the room, two sides of the stool, and a screen embroidered with flowers, trees, mountains and rivers nearby, which set off a beautiful temperament on the walls of the room.

"Is Childe from the Immortal Sect?" The middle-aged beautiful woman didn't wait for Liu Qingyi to sit down, so she asked impatiently.

"Does this concern you?" Liu Qingyi smiled faintly.

"Dare to ask where Gongzi Lingyuan Stone came from?" The fat man's face twitched, and he said.

"I picked it up." Liu Qingyi said with an honest expression.

"Picked up? Where did you pick it up? The middle-aged beautiful woman asked with great interest.

"Why am I telling you? I picked up quite a few anyway. Liu Qingyi's voice was a little inexplicable.

"Childe wants to see the sword fight?" The middle-aged beauty chuckled.

"I'll try it first, and if I'm not satisfied, I'll change it." The old god of Liu Qingyi is in the tunnel.

The fat man snorted and said, "Yes, of course, absolutely of course." ”

As she spoke, the middle-aged beautiful woman said goodbye, moved out the door, and after a while, led two white-clothed women in.

I saw that the two women in white each held a green sword, and slashed at Liu Qingyi, and the middle-aged beauty immediately said, "Childe, you talk, you talk." Then he closed the door with the fat man.

Liu Qingyi looked at the two women in white, but their appearance was extremely ordinary, and she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

I only heard one of the slightly taller women, and said indifferently: "Childe wants to see the sword fight?" If you don't watch it, you won't be accompanied. ”

"You want Lingyuan Stone, right?"

"Of course." The woman's tone was affirmative.

Liu Qingyi saw that the two green swords in the hands of the two girls were not even magic weapons, just ordinary secular blades, and said with some doubts: "Your sword is probably not interesting, so don't look at it." ”

"Hmph, do you think it's the sword you mortals are fighting with in your hands? We are fighting the sword art of the monk, how can you and other ordinary people see it? If it weren't for Mother Wu saying that you have Lingyuan Stone, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you. The woman said with a proud and indignant expression.

"Hey, I'm not just a mortal. I'm afraid that the swordsmanship of your fight is also rare, and the real imperial weapon method is stored in the immortal gate, which can be learned by a woman like you who wanders around the wind and moon. Liu Qingyi's eyes flickered.

"Hey, then you don't understand, I once passed the government election and entered the Spirit Selection Ceremony, and I got the immortal master to pass on the sword skills at the ceremony, can I still have a fake?" The woman's words were conclusive.

"I see, you play a trick first, I'll take a look, and then I'll give Lingyuan Stone after I see it." Liu Qingyi said clearly.

"Let's see it first." The woman shook her head.

"Look at it first and then give it, I just said that it was just a trial, how could I ask for Lingyuan Stone first?" Liu Qingyi was greatly dissatisfied.

"No, who knows if you're real or fake!" The woman shook her head again.

In desperation, Liu Qingyi took out all the remaining 100 spirit yuan stones from Dabi's spirit ring, stacked them on the table, looked at the woman and said, "What about now?" ”

"Childe is a real person, and he doesn't show his face." The woman grinned toothily and called another Enlightenment woman, and the two of them raised their two swords and fought back and forth.

Liu Qingyi looked at it for a few breaths and found that the two girls had been practicing and rehearsing for a long time, although the two flying swords only had one chopping style, they were constantly posing between the flying swords, which looked very eye-catching and good-looking.

The murderous swordsmanship in the eyes of the immortals has become a show prop in their hands, and they have even played with flowers, just in terms of form, it is more than a hundred times more eye-catching than those true swordsmanship.