As soon as Chen Jing stepped out, he came to a lively market.

Qinglingfang is the closest market to Qinglong Mountain, which is a trading place led by Xuantian Sect and many immortal cultivation villages and wandering cultivators.

There are no high-rise buildings, no Qionglou Yuyu, only countless shops and stalls.

"Senior, please!"

The white-bearded Sanxiu didn't want to have more contact with Chen Jing, so after saying this, he slowly walked towards the corner of the street, and when he reached the corner, he ran away, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Immortal cultivators in the Qi cultivation period are too humble, they are the lowest level of the immortal cultivation world, and they are all very cautious. Normally, they see "high-rank" monks who can hide.

Chen Jing was looking at the situation in Fang City when a disciple of Xuantian Sect came to him.

"This fellow Daoist, according to the rules of this sect, when he enters the Fang City, he has to pay the entry tax of two lower-grade spirit stones."

Hearing this, Chen Jing glanced at this disciple deeply.

When you enter a market, you actually have to pay taxes!

He reached out and pulled out a token from his body, revealing it.

The disciple of Xuantian Sect stretched out his neck to take a look, and immediately changed his face, and said with a smile: "It turns out that Daoist friends are also branches from the Holy Land, and there are many offenses in the lower parts!" ”

"It's okay, it's just a misunderstanding!"

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Chen Jing's face also showed a smile.

"I have to patrol the market to prevent tax evasion, so I will leave first!"

"Fellow Daoists, please!"

The Xuantian Sect disciple arched his hand to Chen Jing and turned to leave.

"Whew!"

After the Xuantian Sect disciple left, Chen Jing breathed a long sigh of relief.

He had a deeper understanding of the word "civilization" in Chu Xiao's mouth.

"The Qianyuan Holy Land has actually established a tax system in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and it seems that within the jurisdiction of the Qianyuan Holy Land, there is still order in the Immortal Cultivation Realm."

Chu Xiao gave him too many benefits.

The identity of the Great Heaven Creation Pill, various medical books, Taoist books, Qinglong Mountain and its surrounding land, and the branches of the Qianyuan Holy Land.......

The most precious thing is the latter two, which have both spiritual fields and no need to pay taxes.

The streets were full of endless crowds, including immortal cultivators and mortals, with the number of mortals being the majority.

The stalls on both sides of the road were full of things, but Chen Jing didn't know much.

He suddenly felt that he had become a dirt bun.

The books that Chu Xiao gave to Chen Jing had everything, that is, books without alchemy and refining. It may be that in Chu Xiao's opinion, Chen Jing does not have a primordial spirit, and the books on alchemy and refining weapons are useless to Chen Jing.

As a result, the current situation has been created.

"When you have the spirit stone, you have to buy some books that record the elixir and the treasures of heaven and earth."

Chen Jing couldn't help but swallow when he saw the words "Buy Seven Cold Fruits, Three Hundred Lower Grade Spirit Stones" hanging on the door of a shop.

What is the concept of three hundred lower-grade spirit stones, according to the price of Linggu that he inquired about, he has to sell three thousand catties of Linggu.

One Qihan Fruit is equal to three thousand catties of Linggu, and he ate seven in one go.

"Two thousand one hundred spirit stones!"

Chen Jing counted the number of spirit stones he ate, and felt a little distressed in his heart.

If he had known that the Seven Cold Fruits were so valuable, he... He still wants to eat, no matter how valuable it is, he has not cultivated it to be valuable.

After shopping around, for safety reasons, he walked into the grain store opened by Xuantian Sect.

It's impossible for an official store to buy and sell customer information at will and sell the whereabouts of customers, right?

If Xuantian Sect is rotten like this, then the other stores are "not the blackest, only blacker".

The person who received Chen Jing was a female disciple wearing goose yellow clothes, and her temperament was similar to that of a female college student.

"This fellow Daoist, you are too coincidental, today is the 1111th year of our Xuantian Sect, one is the origin of all things, the beginning of heaven and earth. Therefore, all Taoist friends who do not have Taoist companions will be 20% off when they enter our store to shop. ”

The female disciple foamed.

Chen Jing said the word "" three times in his heart, and he was simply speechless.

Who can tell him, why there is also a Double 11 shopping carnival in the immortal cultivation world?

"How do you sell the spiritual rice in your store?"

Chen Jing remained silent, pretending to be very interested in Lingmi.

When the female disciple heard this, she immediately walked into the counter and grabbed three handfuls of rice and put them on the counter.

"In our store, there are three kinds of spiritual rice, namely yellow bud rice, green bud rice, and green bud rice.

"Among the three kinds of rice, the price of yellow bud rice is the most affordable, and a piece of low-grade spirit stone is eight catties."

"Qingya rice has the most aura, and a piece of low-grade spirit stone is a catty; Finally, there is green bud rice, a piece of lower grade spirit stone four catties. ”

"Which one do you want?"

After introducing the price, the female disciple looked at Chen Jing with a smile.

Chen Jing raised his eyebrows and asked, "This is the discounted price?" ”

Lingmi is indeed more expensive than Linggu, and it takes manpower to make Linggu into Lingmi.

However, this kind of thing can be done by asking mortals, and the wages paid to mortals can be passed with copper coins.

Look at what this female disciple sells, how expensive is it.

Chen Jing couldn't help but be a little suspicious, this store was a big bully in the store.

When the female disciple heard this, the smile on her face faded a little: "Naturally, it is the price after the discount, there is an insect plague in the north of the Gale Country, and the price of spiritual rice will naturally rise, which is also a helpless thing." ”

Chen Jing didn't say anything, turned around and left.

Seeing this, the female disciple just smiled faintly and did not stop it.

Next, Chen Jing went to other stores, and as a result, the prices of these stores were the same.

He gave up making a move in Qinglingfang.

Since they are all black shops, what good price can be given to him, he would rather save the spirit valley and absorb the essence by himself than sell it cheaply.

These are the fruits of his labor.

Just as Chen Jing was about to leave Fang City, a man in a strong suit passed by him and stuffed a ball of paper into his hand.

Chen Jing knew that people from the black market had come to him.

The black market, which was established by casual practitioners who were unwilling to pay sales taxes, was found everywhere.

Often, people on the black market will stalk in front of their shops, looking for whom they can trade.

Chen Jing has heard a lot about this kind of trick from nearby villagers.

However, Chen Jing does not plan to go to the black market, where there is no security.

Since there is a problem with Qinglingfang, then, he will go to other markets, and it is impossible for all markets to be black shops.

Chen Jing walked out of Qinglingfang and flew directly.

Some immortal cultivators who were about to fight Chen Jing's idea saw this scene, and they were half frightened to death, and they hurriedly ran back to Fang City.

It took two hours for Chen Jing to come to Aokifang.

Aokifang was also established by Xuantianzong, and when Chen Jing came to Xuantianzong's shop in Aokifang, the clerk gave Chen Jing a suitable price.

"Sure enough, in the same sect, disciples and disciples are also different."

"I'm here to sell Spirit Valley!"

Chen Jing took out the storage bag and put it on the counter.

A moment later. Chen Jing left the Linggu store with two thousand three hundred spirit stones in his arms.