Xiao Yuchen took the little hand of the wind and walked into the ghost market, and the heavy iron door slowly closed behind it, as if separated into two worlds, one black and one white.

According to Wind Fall's estimates, it was about two floors down the stairs to a depth of about two floors. In other words, the ghost market is located about five or six meters underground.

As far as the eye can see, it is a circular hall-like structure with a length of about 10,000 square meters. In the open space in the middle, there are rows of neatly arranged stalls, each stall is only one or two meters wide. All around, small shops stretch inward along the walls, revealing only one door and one window, and a small plaque hangs above each door.

"Is it only open on the first day of the new year?" Feng Qianyan asked when he saw that there were many people setting up stalls.

"The ghost market is never closed every twelve hours. However, there are more people at night. After Xiao Yuchen finished speaking, he walked to the stall with a wind on his face.

There are many kinds of goods sold on the stalls, from spiritual plants, inner pills, to weapons, spiritual skills, books, etc., all kinds of common, uncommon or never seen before, all kinds of variety. The stall owners, young and old, men and women, some of them wore black robes, hoods and masks, apparently to cover up.

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Because it was daytime, there were not many people visiting the ghost market, and many stall owners were dozing off.

"How is this Lingzhi grass sold?" Feng Qianyan stopped, squatted down, pointed to a pile of grass, and asked in a deliberately rough voice.

The stall owner was a woman in her twenties, who was bowing her head and embroidering a handkerchief, and when she saw someone asking for the price, she quickly raised her head and answered softly: "One hundred taels of silver for a plant." ”

There are about twenty Lingzhi grasses in this pile, and Feng Qianyan lightly touched them with his fingers, although they were not packed in a jade box, they were all very fresh, and they should have just been picked early in the morning. Although this Lingzhi Grass is not a precious elixir, it is a medicinal material needed to make a marrow washing liquid. Feng Qian Yan used all the ten Lingzhi grasses in the silver ring before, and looked at the other medicinal materials on the stall, some of them were also in good condition, so he planned to buy them all.

"This sister, I want all these spiritual grasses, as well as this, this ......" Feng Qianyan said, ordering a few more elixirs, "I don't know if it can be cheaper?"

When the young woman heard the word "sister", she was a little shy for a moment, and replied with a smile: "The little boy is really good at talking." As he spoke, he pointed to the Lingzhi Grass and several other medicinal herbs: "There are a total of twenty-five Lingzhi Grasses, these two are three hundred and twenty-one, and those are four hundred and twenty-one. ”

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Feng Qianyan quickly calculated that the Lingzhi grass was two thousand five hundred taels, there were eleven plants of three hundred taels and one plants, and there were eight plants of four hundred taels, and the price was a little cheaper than those on the market. Then he said, "A total of eight thousand eight hundred taels of silver." ”

"The little boy is really smart! a total of eight thousand taels for you, is it done?"

"Good. Feng Tianyan nodded, and was just about to take the money from the storage ring, Xiao Yuchen held a stack of silver tickets in his hand and handed it to Feng Tianyan.

"I have money. Feng Qianyan didn't answer and refused.

"The old rule, divide it in half. Xiao Yuchen did not withdraw his hand, but lowered his eyes and said three words.

Feng Qianyan pursed his lips, dare this guy wait to divide half of the elixir!

With peace of mind, he took the silver ticket and handed it to the stall owner, and with a wave of his hand, he put all the elixir into the space.

"How much money did you bring?" asked quietly as he left the stall, his eyes rolled and he lowered his voice.

( Amazing Phoenix Ming: Supreme Miss )