Ji Xiaohu was a little embarrassed, "The things in the spiritual cultivator bazaar are either bartered or bought with spirit coins, and we don't have anything." ”

Huang Qingwan suddenly realized that the spiritual cultivators in this world do not use the gold and silver of ordinary mortals as currency, but use something called spirit coins as currency, which is made of rare materials, which can not only be used as circulating currency, but also can be used for refining and helping spiritual cultivators to upgrade.

Jiang Wenjing was the queen of the first dynasty, and she should not be a poor person, but now that she has temporarily left the Holy Moon Dynasty, Huang Qingwan searched every corner of the Jiaoyun Palace, and was stunned that she didn't turn out a spirit coin.

Nima's little mother is too picky, and she doesn't leave a single copper.

If that's the case, there's no way around it.

"It doesn't matter if it has spirit coins or not, let's go to the Soul Cultivator Bazaar first."

Ji Xiaohu couldn't object anymore, but he was still wearing a red dress, and in the past few days, the puffiness on his face had been completely eliminated, revealing that particularly delicate little face.

He looked no more than thirteen years old, the gender boundaries were very blurred, and he looked like a girl in a red dress. It's the pair of fox ears and a fluffy fox tail that are particularly eye-catching.

Even the ill-fitting white boots were given to him by Huang Qingwan with Ji Bangyue's hard stuff.

The Holy Moon Dynasty, the spiritual bazaar of the Imperial City, is located in the western suburbs of the city, an open plain.

At this time, the sky was slightly dark, and the stars of God and Fairy were sprinkled with a light halo of light.

This place is far more grand and prosperous than Huang Qingwan imagined, with all kinds of low-rise buildings and various races everywhere.

She was worried that Ji Xiaohu's fox ears and tail would be exposed like this, which would attract attention, but she didn't expect that there would be more strange-looking creatures here.

Dog-headed and human-human-headed, donkey-headed, three-eyed, four-legged, all kinds of strange creatures.

Compared with Ji Xiaohu, it is already the most normal one.

Ji Xiaohu said that those creatures were not half-demons, but monsters that were cultivating into human form.

The so-called Soul Cultivator Bazaar is not only set foot by humans, but also by many demons and other races.

In this way, it is not surprising that the phoenix is lightly down.

She and Ji Xiaohu are also wearing red dresses, but both of them wear a mask, which is not so conspicuous in the crowd.

In the Soul Cultivator Bazaar, there are those who sell broken weapons, low-level beast pets, all kinds of spirit stones, treasures, herbs, elixirs, and a dazzling array of goods.

The main purpose of Huang Qingwan was to purchase medicinal materials, and he directly pulled Ji Xiaohu straight to a low thatched house.

Ten meters away, I smelled the fragrance of medicine, and I felt relaxed and happy from such a distance.

In front of the low hut, there were already several circles of people around at this time.

"Even Blue Lotus has to be sold!"

"It's really a blue lotus! A treasure that many alchemists couldn't ask for, they were actually sold! ”

“。。”

At this time, many people were not calm, and their eyes were burning at the medicine seller in front of the low hut.

The medicine seller was dressed as an ordinary peasant, with dark skin, nothing special.

At this time, beside him, in a stone trough the size of a human head, a small blue lotus flower was exuding a faint brilliance.

Next to the blue lotus, a small blue lotus leaf is accompanied, and the lines on the lotus leaf are very strange, and there is a trace of blue light swimming in the veins.