"Monk of the Soul Realm?"

Feeling the aura emanating from the other party, Han Dou's heart moved.

The organizer of this workshop is quite capable, and he was able to invite a monk from the Physique Realm to be a doorman.

Han Dou didn't think deeply, and handed over the token.

"Come in."

The other party took a closer look, then moved out of the way, pointed to the room inside, and said, "There are stairs down inside, just go down, at most a dozen breaths, and you will be in place." ”

"Don't forget, don't make a move in the fair!"

"Thank you."

Han Dou arched his hand and walked into the room.

There was indeed a boxy hole in the room, but it was dark inside, and the stone stairs extended down, and there was no end in sight.

"Could this workshop be underground?"

Han Dou was surprised in his heart, thought for a moment, and walked in.

Soon, his whole body was overwhelmed by darkness, and only a glimmer of light fell from the entrance. And as Han Dou continued to go deeper, the light became smaller and smaller, and gradually disappeared.

Han Dou paused, then took two steps forward.

The darkness in front of him gradually turned from thick to light, into a thick white mist, and there were faint human voices in my ears.

Han Dou couldn't help but speed up his pace and followed the human voice.

However, he had only just taken two steps.

The sight suddenly opened, the bamboo forest swaying in the distance, the sound of the wind, the lively market and the scene of monks coming and going, it made people feel like they were in a different world.

"Interesting."

Looking at the empty behind, Han Dou sighed secretly.

It's the first time I've been here, though.

But Han Dou could probably guess that he should have left Lincheng, and that white mist must be the legendary magic circle.

Ability to teleport people elsewhere.

"Sure enough, I didn't come to the wrong place."

With this in mind, Han Dou came back to his senses, confirmed the blue mask on his face, and then walked into the market with others.

Workshop.

As the name suggests, it's just an ordinary trading rally.

Therefore, there is no so-called auction hall here, and there are no shops with a wide variety of goods, only open spaces of the same size are carved out on both sides of the bluestone path, and the monks can set up stalls to buy and sell.

The organizers of the fair are also caring.

Each stall had a standing sign on which the monk could write down what he was selling and what he wanted to buy.

Han Dou looked all the way and finally knew what it meant to be varied.

Some sell all kinds of weapons;

There are those who sell pills;

There are also those who sell a mess of medicinal herbs.

Even the exercises and martial arts were sold, and sure enough, they attracted the attention of many monks, and a bunch of people were directly squeezed in front of the stall, but Han Dou was no longer interested after just glancing at it.

He only knew it when he saw the words "so-and-so divine palm".

The seller is absolutely a pure liar.

"It seems that the cultivators in the secular world are even poorer than I thought."

"I don't even have a good thing to look at."

After visiting more than a dozen stalls in a row, Han Dou frowned slightly, if the workshop was full of this kind of goods, his idea of looking for the refining materials of the Bone Casting Pill here was afraid that it would be in vain.

"Dude!"

"Your [Di Hanjin] asking price is too expensive, isn't it?"

"And it's only half a bottle!"

Ground Hanjin?

Hearing the words not far away, Han Dou's ears moved.

It can't be such a coincidence, he just had an idea, and a refining material of the Bone Casting Pill appeared in the workshop?

But Han Dou didn't think too much about it.

Immediately walked in the direction where the voice came.

Han Dou came to the front, there were already four or five people around the stall, he swept his eyes, and was slightly surprised in his heart, this stall owner and the monk who spoke were actually cultivators of the body building realm.

However, the former is in the late stage of construction, and the latter is in the early stage of the monks.

"It's too expensive, you don't have to buy it."

The stall owner's tone was flat, and he did not back down in the slightest.

The other party obviously has this confidence, relying on the cultivation in the late stage of the Body Building Realm, he didn't even disguise himself, and directly revealed his shiny bald head and thick beard, like Lu Zhishen who upturned the weeping willows.

"Well, okay."

The buyer sighed, and then stretched out his hand, "A bottle of body quenching elixir, plus ten solid spirit pills, is it enough?" ”

Hiss......

Hearing this, the monk next to him quietly took a breath.

A bottle of body quenching elixir.

Add ten more solid elixirs?

This is too arrogant!

Not to mention the quenching spiritual liquid of the advanced body building realm, the solid spirit pill is a necessary medicine for spiritual qi cultivation, which can speed up the spiritual qi cultivation, and the effect is even better than directly refining spiritual jade.

It is especially strong for the gain of the Qi Extraction Realm, and also has a certain effect on the Building Realm.

"Not for sale!"

However, the bald monk refused.

"Isn't it, big brother?"

The monk who came with the buyer suddenly couldn't stand it anymore, and said unhappily: "Although your land is rare. ”

"But it can't be higher than my friend's, right?"

"You're right."

The bald monk didn't deny it, nodded and said, "But the solid spirit pill is useless to me, and the bottle of body quenching spirit liquid in his hand is only a medium-grade level, and I only need a high-grade body quenching spirit liquid." ”

When Han Dou heard this, he couldn't help but take a closer look at the head monk again.

Only then did I find that the aura emanating from the other party's body was not as pure as my own, but a little turbid.

"I see."

recalled Ling Yujiao's cultivation experience.

Han Dou said suddenly: "He must have used too much low-grade quenching spirit liquid during his cultivation, resulting in a lot of impurities in his body, and ordinary body quenching spirit liquid can no longer help him advance his cultivation." ”

"Only high-quality quenching fluids are effective."

"Heh, then you wait!"

When the buyer heard this, he immediately sneered, "The medium-grade quenching spirit liquid is already rare, and you still want to be of high quality?" ”

Everyone on the side nodded in agreement.

Quenching liquid is already scarce.

The high-quality ones are even more monopolized by the sect and the empire.

It is already considered good luck that these secular casual cultivators can get a bottle of Chinese quality, and as for the top grade, they think about it when they dream.

Han Dou remained silent.

It wasn't until after the men had left that he walked to the stall.

Although he could directly take out a bottle of the best body quenching spiritual liquid and snatch the half bottle of Dihanjin from the buyer's hand, Han Dou still chose to endure it until the end, until they gave up and left.

As for the reason, it is also very simple, the wealth is not exposed.

Even, even if the buyer really had the money to buy this bottle of Dihanjin, Han Dou would not fight for it.

He will only sneak behind the other party.

Wait until the right time.

Use the means again to forcibly "trade" with it again.

"What do you want?"

Seeing Han Dou walking to his stall, the bald monk, who was already a little discouraged at this time, asked casually.

Han Dou pointed to the small half-bottle of Dihanjin.

"You want this too?"

Seeing this, the bald monk raised his eyes, he glanced Han Dou up and down, and saw that there was not the slightest spiritual rhyme, so he frowned and said, "Boy, I'm in a bad mood, don't come to entertain me." ”

Han Dou didn't answer, but just took out a bottle of quenching spiritual liquid from his arms.

Placed in front of the bald monk.

"This ......"

The bald monk's expression froze, and he hurriedly took the crystal bottle.

"The spirit liquid is blue and crystal clear."

"This is a characteristic of the best quenching body fluid!"

He scrutinized it in disbelief, and at last his face was so ecstatic that his fingers holding the bottle couldn't help but tremble.

"Is that okay now?"

Han Dou reached out and took the bottle back, and asked in a flat tone.