The gathering of three or four thousand monks in Changping City means a huge business opportunity.

Qian Feng, the shopkeeper of the Treasure Building, personally came forward and joined hands with the treasurer of the three surrounding cities to hold a Fang Market in Tianzhu Mountain, and announced that an auction would be held in the Fang Market.

For a time, the entire Changping City was a sensation.

Tianzhu Mountain was cleared in advance, and the monks controlled the key intersections, and only the monks were allowed to enter and exit.

Although there is still half a month before the opening of the Fang Market, there are still many monks who come to step on it in advance.

Zhao Qingshan naturally received the news and immediately became interested.

With so many monks, I think there should be a lot of things he needs.

The days that followed.

Zhao Qingshan didn't listen to the things outside the window, made talismans and alchemy every day, and took some time to have in-depth exchanges with his wife and concubine.

Although the spiritual life is repetitive and boring, sometimes it can be more interesting.

Well, life always needs to have a little taste.

One by one, the pills and the spirit runes were put into his storage bag.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Zhao Qingshan went to Tianzhu Mountain with great interest.

At this time, Tianzhu Mountain was very lively, three or four thousand monks came to Tianzhu Mountain, and many monks found an empty space to set up stalls at will, wanting to take the opportunity to earn some spirit stones.

With a little thought, it is to build houses in the market, and often these transactions are more valuable.

The four monks of the late foundation building of the Treasure Building sat in the Fang City, intimidating the monks from all sides, so that the monks did not dare to make a move in the Fang City.

As for leaving Fang City, Jumbo Lou will not care.

Jumbo Building has built a three-storey attic in Fang City, which is the most magnificent.

Zhao Qingshan was amazed, this treasure building is worthy of doing business all over the entire Jin Kingdom, and all parties will give some face.

And Jumbo Building's sense of smell for business opportunities is simply amazing.

Three or four thousand monks gathered, and this was a huge market.

In just a few days, it may be equal to the transaction volume of these four city treasure buildings in one or two years.

"It's ...... White Dew! Zhao Qingshan was suddenly startled, but he saw a stall with a white dew flower.

The white dew flower is a fourth-order spiritual grass, a very unique spiritual creature, when the purple qi comes from the east and the morning glow rises, it will condense a drop of white dew grease, which has the effect of washing tendons and cutting the marrow and improving cultivation.

The reason why Zhao Qingshan recognized Bai Luhua was because it was the main medicine of the third-order pill Washing Tendon and Cutting the Myelin Pill!

"This fellow Daoist, I don't know how you want to trade this spirit grass?" Zhao Qingshan came to the booth and asked.

The stall was set up by an old man with gray hair and cloudy eyes.

"My spirit grass, fifty medium-grade spirit stones." The old man said.

Zhao Qingshan took out fifty spirit stones from the storage bag, handed them to the old man, and then took the white dew flower, his heart was distressed, and he hurriedly took out a jade box from the storage bag, and put the white dew flower in the jade box, so as not to lose the medicinal effect of the white dew flower.

"This fellow Daoist, can you exchange this elixir for me, I am willing to give Daoist friend a hundred medium-grade spirit stones." At this moment, a surprised voice came, and he walked quickly to this side.

Zhao Qingshan looked for prestige, and the person who spoke was a young man.

"I'm sorry, I just need this elixir." Zhao Qingshan refused without hesitation.

Just kidding, this white dew flower is worth at least three hundred medium-grade spirit stones, how could he trade white dew flower like this.

The young man frowned: "Why do you need to be like this, a hundred medium-grade spirit stones, Daoyou has already earned double the spirit stones!" ”

"Daoist friends are practicing Qi at the ninth level, it's not a good thing to be too greedy." The young man's words were full of threats.

Zhao Qingshan's face was expressionless, he already knew that this young man was actually a foundation building period monk.

But even if it's a foundation building monk, so what!

Zhao Qingshan smiled lightly: "Hehe, I'm good at everything, the only bad thing is that I'm a little greedy." ”

The young man frowned, he didn't expect that this Qi cultivation stage cultivator in front of him would be so ignorant.

He said in a deep voice: "In the inner disciple of the Lower Burning Sun Sect 'Shen Leopard', if the Daoist is willing to trade this white dew flower to me, not only can you earn fifty middle grade spirit stones, but also get a favor from me, how about it?" ”

Gift!?

Zhao Qingshan showed a hint of mockery.

For an elixir like Bai Luhua, it is normal to have at least a spirit beast at the foundation building stage level, or even a spirit beast at the Jindan stage level.

The favor of a monk in the foundation building period can be worth two hundred medium-grade spirit stones?

If it is the favor of a Jindan period monk, then Zhao Qingshan will not hesitate at all.

As for the favor of a foundation building monk, forget it!

"I'm sorry, Shen Daoyou, this spirit grass still can't be traded for you." Zhao Qingshan put the jade box into his storage bag and said with a light smile.

Shen Leopard's eyes were cold.

He didn't expect that Zhao Qingshan would toast and not eat and drink.

"This fellow Daoist, if he is too greedy, he will lose his life!" Shen Bao looked at Zhao Qingshan indifferently, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and the sword in his hand was already unsheathed.

"Hehe, Shen Daoyou doesn't want to do something in this city!?" Zhao Qingshan looked at Shen Bao with a smile: "This Fang City is organized by the Treasure Building, and it is protected by the Treasure Building. ”

Shen Bao sneered: "Others are afraid of the Treasure Tower, but my Lieyang Sect is not afraid!" ”

But the sword in his hand has been quietly unsheathed.

Say the hardest things and do the most cowardly things.

Zhao Qingshan secretly disdained in his heart.

"This fellow Daoist, that spirit grass is yours, I'll give you a hundred medium-grade spirit stones, how about you sell it to me?" Shen Bao took out a hundred medium-grade spirit stones and said to the stall owner.

The stall owner's eyes lit up.

Before Shen Bao sold a hundred medium-grade spirit stones, the stall owner already regretted it, feeling that he had no eyes.

Now, Shen Bao turned to him.

With a flattering smile on his face, the stall owner said to Zhao Qingshan: "This fellow Daoist, this ...... That one...... I won't sell the spirit grass, the spirit stone will be returned to you, you can return the spirit grass. ”

Zhao Qingshan sneered and said: "What are you kidding, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, now this spiritual grass is mine, you can regret it if you want to!" ”

The other monks were also attracted by the movement.

"Tut-tut, I don't understand the rules of the market, and I still learn to set up stalls."

"Selling high, that's my own ability. If the sale is low, you can only blame yourself for your eyesight. ”

"It's ridiculous, if it's all like this, how can the fang market continue to run."

"One hand to pay and one hand to deliver, this is the iron law!"

“......”

When the stall owner heard the sneers and taunts of the other monks, his face turned red and he panicked.

But you must know that this is a big business related to a hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and compared to a hundred medium-grade spirit stones, that little face is nothing.

As long as he can get back that elixir, don't say shameless, even if he kneels down and shouts 'Dad' to Zhao Qingshan, he is willing.

Zhao Qingshan's face was expressionless, and he didn't have any idea of changing his attention.

"A dignified foundation building period monk, such a shameless is really a shame for the Burning Sun Sect." Zhao Qingshan glanced at Shen Bao with a sneer, and then left.

Seeing this, the stall owner was frustrated.

Obviously, he could earn 100 medium-grade spirit stones, but he only earned 500-grade spirit stones, and he lost a full 50-grade spirit stones.

Shen Bao was pale.