After entering Fang City, Ye Pianran separated from Han Liang and the others.

"Let's go spy on some information first, and by the way, buy some supplies to enter the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range. You walk around on your own first, and we'll come back to you later. ”

Before parting, Han Liang said.

But not long after they separated, Ye Pianran felt that there seemed to be a line of sight watching her secretly, which made her uncomfortable.

It turned out to be a whole one, pretending to be separated, but in fact, it was tracking.

She raised her eyebrows, but she didn't care, and walked around various stalls along the road.

The first thing that caught her attention was a stall selling the corpses of demon beasts, the stall owner was dressed in coarse linen clothes, holding a sword in his arms, closing his eyes to recuperate, and only erected a standing sign in front of the stall.

It reads: The highest price wins!

In this way, it can be said that it is very eye-catching in the noisy market, and it has long been surrounded by a group of people, and Ye Pianran was attracted to it when he saw the crowd on the third floor and the outer three floors there.

A high-level Qi cultivator stood in front of the stall and said loudly, "Boss, how can this Xuanling Bihu's corpse be sold?" ”

"Didn't you see what people wrote, the one with the highest price will get it, and I will give out a spirit stone." He is also a high-level Qi cultivator.

"Then I'll give out ten spirit stones."

"Twenty."

"Fifty."

"One hundred!"

"This Xuanling Bihu is a second-order demon beast, you want to take it with a hundred spirit stones?" The monk who spoke first sneered, "Two hundred spirit stones! ”

"Two hundred, I'll give three." Not to be outdone, the other monk who was bidding for the price.

Just as the two were competing with no one around, a chuckle came from the crowd of onlookers.

"The corpse of an ordinary second-order demon beast has a market price of no less than four hundred spirit stones, and the Xuanling Bihu is a wind-attribute demon beast, and the minimum will not be less than six hundred spirit stones. The two of them are asking for a price like this, which is a little too insincere. ”

With this indifferent voice, a long figure walked out of the crowd, and it turned out to be a young man with extraordinary bearing.

The monk who spoke first rolled his eyes, and a cold snort escaped from his nose, "Since that's the case, then I don't want this Xuanling Bihu, whoever of you likes to want it!" ”

After that, he directly pushed aside the crowd and left directly.

The other monk was dumbfounded, he looked at the young man, and then at the corpse of Xuanling Bihu, his face was pale, and finally he stomped his foot fiercely, unwilling to give up.

"I'll pay six hundred spirit stones, this is the highest price I can give, if it doesn't work, I'll leave immediately."

The young man smiled slightly, "A thousand spirit stones." ”

The monk opened his mouth and walked away with an ugly face.

The competitors had already retreated, and the young man looked at the stall owner with a gleam in his eyes.

"There is no one to bid, according to the rules, this Xuanling Bihu will belong to me."

He threw out a bag of spirit stones, and reached out to grab the tiger beast's corpse.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a cold female voice came, and immediately after, another bag of spirit stones was thrown on the stall.

"I'll take out 1,000 and 5 spirit stones and take down this Xuanling Blue Tiger."

The crowd exploded.

"One thousand and five spirit stones? Hey, you can buy the corpse of a third-order demon beast at this price. ”

"Spending so much money to buy the corpse of a second-order demon beast, are you crazy?"

"No matter what you do so much, maybe people are rich and rich, burning money and playing."

Ye Pianran was also stunned, and looked at the female cultivator who had already appeared in the scene.

The female cultivator was dressed in a moire robe, with a green silk tied up with a green hosta, bright eyes and snow skin, a long sword at her waist, cold and dusty, incompatible with the noise of the market.

"No, look at her clothes...... That's the clothes of a disciple of the Xuanxu Sect, and she is a member of the Xuanxu Sect! ”

The nun ignored the surrounding voices, and her indifferent eyes swept towards the young man, "What, do you still want to bid?" ”

The young man twitched the corners of his mouth and shook his head helplessly, "This is beyond my psychological price, congratulations to Daoyou." ”

Seeing that the nun was about to reach out to get the corpse, the young man hurriedly said, "There is another matter to ask for advice below." ”

"What?"

"As we all know, the most expensive thing on the body of the Xuanling Bihu is a body of fur, which is the best material for refining magic clothes, this Xuanling Bihu has no obvious external injuries, and the fur is not damaged at all, so I will produce a thousand spirit stones."

"But I don't think it's worth a thousand and five spirit stones."

The female cultivator put the corpse into a storage bag, and her lips hooked a curvature, "It doesn't hurt to tell you, a demon pill has been formed in the body of this Xuanling Blue Tiger." Thank you for your kindness, and I will leave first. ”

Hearing this, the young man was struck by lightning and was stunned on the spot.

Demon Pill!

Demon beasts above the third order began to condense the demon pill in their bodies, which was the source of the power of the demon beasts.

Second-order demon beasts have a probability of condensing, and once they condense, it means that they are not far from third-order demon beasts.

The market price of a third-order demon beast is around one thousand and a half spirit stones, while a third-order demon beast's demon pill is sold for at least two thousand spirit stones.

The price of the demon pill, in addition to being linked to the level of the demon beast, is also related to the attributes, and the price of the demon pill with mutated attributes is higher.

The worst wind attribute demon pill can be sold for two thousand five spirit stones.

And just now, the female cultivator bought a wind attribute demon pill at the price of five hundred spirit stones.

Earn two thousand spirit stones for nothing.

Not only was the boy stunned, but the crowd around him also fell silent.

After a while, there was a commotion, and they rushed towards the stalls frantically, and for a moment there was great confusion.

At this moment, the stall owner, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes.

He stretched out a palm and slapped it the table.

A powerful wave of qi spread, and the few people who were closest to it suddenly vomited blood and retreated, with shocked expressions on their faces.

"How is it possible, I'm a tenth-level Qi cultivator......"

"Me ...... too"

"A palm shook us back, could it be...... Is this person a foundation monk? ”

The stall owner closed his eyes again.

But this time, no one dared to do it again.

And Ye Pianran, who had left long before the chaos happened, didn't know what happened later.

She did notice that there was a strange energy fluctuation in the corpse of the Xuanling Bihu that was being scrambled, but she didn't know that it was the Demon Pill.

Later, it was pointed out by the female cultivator of the Xuanxu Sect, and then it suddenly dawned on me.

Just watching her lively, but inadvertently learned a little knowledge, which feels good.

She walked past the stalls, stopping to take a look at the excitement, occasionally playing with some novelty objects, but not selling them, so she stopped and stopped.

It wasn't until I walked through most of this long street that the feeling of being watched by people dissipated.

But she didn't let her guard down, but continued to walk forward, and after passing a dozen stalls, she suddenly turned around.

She kept walking to a stall in the middle of the long street.

It was a stall selling all kinds of novelties, with all kinds of things, broken dolls, rusty bronze mirrors, only half of the hairpins left, girls' hair bands......

When she passed by before, she stopped to play in this stall for a while, her spiritual strength far exceeded that of fellow cultivators, so she sensed that something was wrong.

Going and returning, she showed a tangled and distressed expression, and moved to the front of the stall step by step.

The stall owner is a middle-aged woman, observing the fluctuation of spiritual power, which is about the appearance of the seventh layer of qi training.

"Little girl, here you go again."

The stall owner had a kind smile on his face.