Originally, Cui Ning planned to find a place to live and practice the Sun Technique, but on the way back, he was attracted by a stall.

Because there were many people standing in front of this stall, there was thunderous laughter from time to time.

What kind of stall can attract so many immortal cultivators, Cui Ning was very curious and wanted to go over and have a look.

The stall owner was a shirtless strong man with a scar on his face, about forty years old.

Surrounded by so many immortal cultivators, he didn't show any nervousness, but instead talked loudly with the monks who asked.

I saw dozens of various magic utensils, talismans and some storage items on his stall. Although it is very miscellaneous, there are many of them, and the quality is much better than that of the girl sold before.

However, for Cui Ning, unless it is a ground-level magic weapon, ordinary magic weapons can no longer enter his eyes, and he himself has many Xuan-level magic weapons in his hand.

By the time Cui Ning arrived, there were already monks who couldn't bear to trade with the scar-faced man, the price of the big man was actually not expensive, plus the quality of these magic weapons was good, and even two monks were already fighting for the same favorite magic weapon.

The scar-faced man didn't say anything to stop it, but happily watched the two "compete".

Cui Ning squatted down in front of the stall, but what he liked were those talismans that stored medium and low-level spells.

For high-level cultivators, these talismans are nothing, but for low-level cultivators, they are extremely practical "tricks", just imagine that when facing the enemy, while the other party is not paying attention, throw the talisman over, wouldn't it immediately turn the tide of the battle.

As we all know, the production of talismans in the immortal cultivation realm is a complicated work, not only requires specific rune paper, but also requires a lot of spiritual power, and the rune formation rate is also terrifying.

In particular, some high-level talismans require strong spiritual power and spiritual consciousness support.

Cui Ning also knew something about the talismans, because he had a few "Zixiao Divine Thunder Talismans" on his body, which were top-level talismans comparable to the power of Jindan's power.

Soon, the magic weapons on the scar-faced man's stall had been snapped up, but those talismans were not cared for.

Cui Ning could probably guess the reason: the talismans sold in this stall were all low-level spells that were sealed, and there were many types, but these spells could be easily cast by ordinary sect disciples in the late stage of qi refining after learning the basic supernatural powers.

And ordinary casual cultivators who are not wealthy will not use their spirit stones to buy these talismans.

Cui Ning turned to look at the other items on the stall, most of which were essential for low-level cultivators.

"Huh? This is?"

Cui Ning's mind was attracted by an oval-shaped black stone on the stall, and somehow, the sun essence in his body was actually triggered.

Cui Ning immediately suppressed his aura fluctuations, and then looked at the people present quietly, but his mind was always on the pitch-black stone.

"What is this black stone, it can actually attract the sun, is it related to the Eastern Emperor Bell?"

Cui Ning felt a pang in his heart, and decided to find a way to take this thing down, but he couldn't make it too obvious, which would easily arouse the suspicion of people with intentions. Cui Ning thought like this, but he really came up with a solution.

It didn't take long for the magic weapons on the scar-faced big man's stall to be sold, and seeing that everyone was gradually dispersed, Cui Ning also left, but he didn't go far, but wandered around casually, of course, his mind was all on the big man's stall.

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The big man with Scarface was happily packing up his things and leaving.

"Today's benefits are good, although not all of them were sold, but most of them were sold, and there are still two days left in this market, and they will definitely be able to sell them all."

Looking at the few magic weapons left on the stall, Dahan hummed a tune happily.

"Fellow Daoists, slow down!"

A voice interrupted Dahan's thoughts.

"You...... Are you?"

The scar-faced man looked up and saw a teenager-like Sanxiu standing in front of him.

This young man was Cui Ning, who was observing nearby, and when he saw that the scar-faced man was about to pack up his stall and leave, he immediately walked over quickly to stop him.

Dahan glanced at Cui Ning with some doubts, and his eyes were also full of vigilance, and he hesitated: "Daoyou called to stay down, what's the matter?" ”

Cui Ning tried his best to be very kind, and deliberately ignored the other party's guarded expression:

"In Xia Ding Mountain, I want to buy the talisman of the Taoist friend."

"You want to buy a charm?"

Dahan Yile: "If you really want to buy talismans, I don't know how much you want, I have a lot of talismans." ”

As he spoke, he gushed about it.

"How many do you have?"

Hearing this rhetorical question, Dahan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled:

"Hehe, do you need a lot, I'll show you."

As he spoke, he began to count the low-level spell talismans on the stall with his spiritual sense.

"There are a hundred and twenty talismans in total." Dahan quickly ran out of counts.

"I don't know, how much do you need?"

"Well, all of them."

"All of them!?"

Dahan's smile stopped, looked at Cui Ning, and then laughed:

"Since that's the case, then I'm also refreshed, it was originally a spirit stone with three talismans, since Daoyou bought so much, then I can also give thirty-five spirit stones cheaply, how about it?"

"It's a fair price, but I don't have any spirit stones on me." Cui Ning said slowly.

"What? There are no spirit stones! Daoist friends are not joking! ”

Dahan was still happy, but his tone was a little stiff.

"If the spirit stone is not enough, the pill is also okay, and the pill that solidifies Peiyuan only needs twenty pills."

Dahan thought that Cui Ning wanted to barter.

"There is no ...... in the pills"

"What? You're kidding me! Before Cui Ning finished speaking, Dahan was also directly angry.

Seeing that the other party was angry, Cui Ning also hurriedly said the rest of the words.

"Daoist friends are angry, and then it is really not a joke on Daoyou, and there are indeed not enough spirit stones in the next, so how about using some magic weapons that you can't use?"

In fact, Cui Ning's spirit stone is enough, but he saw that the method weapon was selling very well, and he couldn't show up to sell the magic weapon.

That's why I came up with such a way of bartering.

"Artifact?" At this time, it was the turn of the scar-faced man to be surprised, and he thought for a while and said:

"I don't know how many magic weapons you have, I'll look at the quality."

Seeing this, Cui Ning didn't say a word, and took out the unused magic weapons directly from the storage bag.

"Good stuff!" Dahan's eyes widened when he saw so many magic weapons, and then he checked them one by one.

"I have also estimated these magic weapons, and they are almost thirty-five spirit stones. Hey, that's all I'm worth. ”

Cui Ning was secretly happy, but he didn't forget to confuse the other party.

"But ......," Cui Ning said after a pause, feigning a painful expression.

When Dahan saw Cui Ning's expression, he thought he was going to regret it, so he hurriedly said:

"I like these magic weapons very much, but I can't do it, I'll give you one more gadget."

"There's a play!"

This idea was in Cui Ning's thoughts, and he was still thinking about how to ask for the pitch-black stone, but this is good, and the other party sent it directly.

Cui Ning looked at those magic weapons, sighed silently, and said as if he had made a great determination: "Alas, who made me urgently need these talismans, it's just a deal." ”

Hearing this, the big man breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.

"Well, I'll pick one of your stalls and add to it.

I think it's pretty good, so let's leave it at that. Cui Ning muttered as he took the pitch-black stone from the big man's stall that he had been staring at for a long time.

With one hand and one hand handing over the talisman, the big man happily took the elixir, and Cui Ning also began to pretend to count the talismans.

Then Cui Ning put the talisman paper and the pitch-black stone into the storage bag, and then said goodbye to the big man.

"Fellow Daoists walk slowly." Dahan also smiled and clenched his fists and said.

Cui Ning found an inn and prepared to rest. Today's harvest is very rich, these one hundred and twenty low-level spell runes can be regarded as a "miracle move" in the future, with them, his self-protection ability has been enhanced by one point.

The most important thing is that the pitch-black stone must have something to do with the sun, so I don't know what it is.

But this is not a good place to research, and Cui Ning plans to return to the island to do research again.

In the evening, Cui Ning came to the square again, and the number of monks at this time was more than double that of the day, and there were still many scattered monks rushing here.

Cui Ning later learned that the Tsukidan trade fair was about to start.

Later, Cui Ning witnessed the popularity of Tsukidan, and the originally imagined barter did not appear, but became a large number of monks bidding for it, and the highest bidder won it, and the intensity was like a small auction.

In the end, Tsukidan was auctioned by a middle-aged man wearing a cloak for a high price of 800 spirit stones.

After receiving the brocade box sent by the organizer, the middle-aged man investigated, then looked happy and left the scene directly.

Under Cui Ning's perception, it was obvious that several casual cultivators on the field also left the venue.

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty!" Cui Ning frowned and sighed.