People are stupid and have a lot of money??

Isn't that a proper wrongdoer?

Brothers, sisters, brothers and sisters, slaughter quickly!

When he saw that the personal disciple uniform on Song Weaving's body was from the Hanyuan Sect, the head of the six major sects, the monks who set up stalls in the bazaar instantly boiled.

One of the iron laws of the cultivation realm, the disciples of the great sects = justice, reliable and rich!

The fat sheep sent to the door, everyone doesn't eat it for nothing.

"Little friend, little friend, look at the purple wood cigarette holder of Lao Dao, this is a high-grade spiritual weapon from the ancient powerful cave mansion!"

"If it weren't for the limited qualifications of the old way, it would be difficult to get on the avenue, I would never cut my love for this baby, only 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, Xiaoyou can take it away, I don't know what Xiaoyou wants?"

"Fellow Daoist, you see, I have here the Ancestor Bodhi Zi of the Two Pole Sect Transformation Gods, and I personally drew a high-level flying talisman, a talisman, and a space talisman."

"It can be called a necessary three-piece set for escape, today I have a fate with Daoyou, so I cut off the bits and pieces and only accept the eight thousand medium-grade spirit stones from Daoyou, Daoist friends, don't hesitate, I guarantee that you can't buy it at a loss, and you can't be fooled."

"Fairy fairy, look at me, I have the ink bamboo grass from the Demon Yuan here, which is the main medicine that invigorates blood and muscles and makes Guyan Pill."

"There is nothing else to do with this family, the fairy has passed by, but you must not miss it!"

……

Song Zhi relied on a word of hi and successfully entered this monk bazaar in memory.

Later, she was surrounded by a group of vendors eager to rip off customers, and was forced to accept the spittle of this group of men, women and children.

Looking at the so-called good goods held up in front of her, Song Weaving, whose eyes had their own scanning function, let out a disdainful sneer.

God fucking ancient immortal purple wood cigarette holder, this shit is clearly a high-end fake with no appearance.

As for the three high-level talismans necessary for escape.

The talisman is a real talisman, but the problem is that this thing is by no means the handiwork of the Ancestor of the Polar Sect.

And the ink bamboo grass in the hand of the sweet male cultivator, emmm, the grass is a good grass, but it is not a real ink bamboo grass.

Rather, it is "Jasmine Bamboo Grass", a magical herb that is similar in appearance to Ink Bamboo Grass, but has the opposite effect.

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[There are only 15 minutes left for the scanning function, please arrange the time of use reasonably.] 】

In his mind, the 2.0 system sent out a mechanical announcement, which gave Song Weaving's sense of urgency to the extreme.

She reached out and pushed away the chattering vendors in front of her, and focused her gaze on the stalls that were staying where they were.

The bazaar is called the Huangji Town Monks Free Exchange, and it was built by the nearby monks.

Unlike the bazaars formed by the Han Yuan Sect, the Huangji Town Bazaar was accessible to anyone and supported free trading, trading currencies even real money and silver used by mortals.

Because the vast majority of the vendors in this bazaar are low-level monks with mediocre qualifications and ordinary cultivation.

The main purpose of everyone coming here to set up a stall is either to clear the warehouse and sell it to make money for the elderly, or to wait for the opportunity to pick up leaks and find advanced opportunities.

For example, Song Zhi is a monk who is already a monk on the second floor of the foundation at a young age, which is rare in this market.

Coupled with the blessing of the status of the disciple of the Han Yuan Sect, it is no wonder that everyone is scrambling for her and is enthusiastic.

*

"Thank you for your kindness."

"I was ordered by my master to come here to experience this time."

"The master has opened a photo stone for me to carry the record as a certificate of this experience."

"Fellow Daoists, don't be anxious, wait for me to follow the teacher's teachings, and take the time to look at the goods from house to house, and you will always be able to earn a considerable amount of spirit stones."

Song Zhi pursed his lips and smiled softly, he was generous, kind and considerate.

It's just that after hearing this, a group of vendors who were still passionately promoting just now seemed to have been collectively pressed the mute button, and they were instantly stunned.

"Ahem, Lao Dao suddenly remembered that he forgot to turn off the fire after stewing pig's trotters at home, Xiaoyou, we are destined to see you again."

"What, I just remembered that these three high-level talismans have been set by the elders of the Xishan Sword Sect, fellow Daoist, let's make an appointment next time, make an appointment again!"

"Well, the fairy turned out to be a high-ranking disciple of the Great Sect, which is really disrespectful and disrespectful."

"I haven't seen anything good in the apprentice, I actually took a small jasmine bamboo grass, conspicuous in front of the apprentice, it's really like a joke, I'm ashamed, and please don't worry about the trail!"

……

However, in a few breaths, a group of people who were still surrounded before found a reason to go back to their respective homes and find their mothers, and the figures that left quickly flew out of the afterimage.

Song Zhi glanced at it meaningfully, then gathered his mind and walked to the stall that he had been optimistic about for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist, how can you sell this purple grass?"

*

The market is not very large, and the place where the trade is done is a long old street.

There were mortals and low-ranking monks, both young and old, men and women.

Song Zhi didn't come here aimlessly, she was looking for the direction and came here deliberately.

She remembers it well.

In his previous life, he successfully contracted Su Zhi, the heroine of the treasure hunting mouse.

It was in this bazaar that he relied on the treasure hunting rat to successfully take down a thousand-year-old blood soul grass and a fragment of an ancient immortal weapon.

On that fragment, not only recorded the truth of the rupture of the Heavenly Road in this realm, but also contained the inheritance of the immortals.

Su Zhi of the Five Spirit Roots, it is by relying on this inheritance that she really soared into the sky and became a blockbuster.

Become the first fairy of the three thousand worlds, no one before or since.

Song Zhi was not interested in the false name of the first fairy.

She was just simply uneasy and kind, relying on the experience of her previous life, she deliberately came to the market to pick up leaks and rob Su Zhi of her chance.

*

"Fairy has good eyesight!"

"This herb is indeed a rare purple long grass, it was exchanged for my father's life, and now my mother is in a demonic body, and she urgently needs a medium-grade Qingxin Pill to save her life."

"I don't know if there are fairies? The boy is willing to barter with the fairy......"

Purple Grass, like Ink Bamboo Grass, grows in the depths of the Demon Abyss.

It's just that purple grass is more precious, more useful, and more difficult to obtain than ink bamboo grass.

Purple Long Grass is the main medicine for refining Zengyuan Pill.

And the Zengyuan Pill is an indispensable and essential pill for Jindan monks to advance to the Yuan Infant.

A Zengyuan Pill contains the essence of the aura of the Great Perfection of Jindan, and often at the last moment when the monk impacts the Yuanying, it has the miraculous effect of turning the danger into a disaster and turning the tide.

In recent years, the Demon Abyss has rioted from time to time, and the wisps of demons have spilled out and hurt people.

Such a fresh and complete purple grass in the hands of a young monk is extremely rare.

"I have the Pure Heart Pill."

"It's just that this purple grass alone is not worthy of the value of my Pure Heart Pill."

"Little brother, since you are a stall to do business, it is better to open up the bright spots."

"You give me the Blood Soul Grass in the storage bag, and I'll give you a Nine-Rank Pure Heart Pill."

"Hear clearly, it's the Jiupin Qingxin Pill~"

Song Ori squatted down in front of the stall.

She laid out a set of isolation formations with her hand, her beautiful eyes were shining, staring at the handsome young man opposite, and her tone contained a hint of bewitchment.

She had just used the scanning function of the system to scan the entire stall on Long Street.

As expected, there are very few things of value.

In addition to the blood soul grass picked up by the heroine Su Zhi in her previous life, the fragments of immortal weapons.

The only fish that slipped through the net in the bazaar was the purple grass that the young monk in front of him put out.

The purple grass is verdant and verdant, very similar to the wild grass on the side of the road.

If it weren't for the system's scanning output, she wouldn't be able to recognize it even if it was placed in front of Song Zhi's eyes.

Coincidentally, in his previous life, Song Zhi learned from Gu Zishen that Su Zhi relied on treasure hunting rats to pick up leaks and brought back to the sect, in addition to the Blood Soul Grass, there was also the Purple Long Grass given by the owner of the Blood Soul Grass.

In other words, if there is a stall owner of purple long grass, there must be blood soul grass!