Ding Xing asked the young man, "What do you think of my wine?"

The young man looked pained: "This wine can stun my book silverfish, it is exactly the insect extermination treasure I need, but the price is too expensive!"

Ding Xingzheng said: "There is a reason why it is expensive, my wine is to kill insects with wine gas, and it can be used repeatedly, you have been dealing with demon insects all year round, you should be able to see this characteristic! A jar of wine is worth five incense sticks!"

The young man immediately questioned: "Incense can confuse ten thousand insects, how many kinds of demon insects can your wine confuse?" You yourself said, there are not many types of demon insects to confuse, and your spirit wine is defective, it is not worth the price of thirty spirit stones!"

This was Ding's plan before waking up, exaggerating the defects of the spirit wine, so that the wine buyer would not rob the wine party at any cost.

But he still had little experience in dealing with monks.

In a realm like Jiuzhuangji, he doesn't need to be wary of loose cultivation at all, because loose cultivation is more low-key than him, and he is more afraid of causing trouble than him, and no transaction will be exposed to outsiders.

Besides, it was useless for Sanxiu to rob him of the wine recipe, they only needed ready-made finished wine.

The young man slowly tested Ding Xing's bottom line: "Your spirit wine is not only expensive, but also too small, I haven't come to Jiuzhuang for a few years, this time I made a special trip, it is in urgent need of insect extermination treasure, if you only have this jar of wine, it is not worth my collection!"

Ding Xing thought to himself, is this person bragging?

Just now, Ding Xing saw that he was bargaining with several customers, and every spirit stone was arguing to the end, he must not be a rich man, and it was already the limit to buy two or three jars of wine at most, and he couldn't imagine that his tone was so big.

Ding Xing judged that this was a strategy to lower prices, so he said: "Daoist, how many altars do you want?

The young man was very happy when he heard this: "I just said, the insecticide treasure is urgently needed, naturally the more the merrier, you have a few altars, I will accept a few altars from you!"

He saw Ding Xing suddenly be silent, and his smile was almost there: "My dojo is located in the Rolling Dust Mountain, because I used a scissors magic weapon, the nearby fellow Daoists call me 'a scissors', what do you call Your Excellency?"

"My surname is Makino!"

"Makino, a son of Thousand Hammer Furnace Village?"

"It's not about our deal!"

"Tell me, how many jars of insecticidal wine do you have?"

"Are you sure you can complete the deal?

After hearing this, the person who cut the Dao said hurriedly: "Our cultivation immortal world is not the mortal world, the spirit stone is a thing of cultivation, not money, how can there be a reason as long as the spirit stone?

Before waking up, Ding divided the 'worm tears' he had refined into twenty jars, and this was because he judged that a single monk could not eat too much, so he divided them into small portions.

But if you meet a wealthy buyer and buy them all in one go, it is the best, and Ding Xing will save trouble.

He asked, "I said I have twenty jars, can you buy them?"

As soon as the Daoist suddenly froze his eyebrows, he calculated in his heart that Ding Xing's price was thirty spirit stones per altar, and twenty altars were six hundred spirit stones, even if Ding Xing was willing to reduce the price as appropriate, it would not drop much, because Ding Xing's spirit wine was not sold at all, and the people of the gardens and villages in the major immortal villages would compete to buy this kind of wine.

Ding Xing saw that he was thinking about it, and he didn't speak for a long time, nor did he urge.

At this time, Ding Xing had already seen that the person who cut the road was a sincere buyer, and this business could be done.

"Twenty jars is a bit of a lot, but I may not be able to afford it!"

The Dao scissor shook his cuffs, held up a three-inch paper figure with one palm, pointed and said, "This is a superb magic weapon! This treasure alone is worth at least ten jars of spiritual wine!"

Ding Xing often asked Meng Changjun for common sense about magic weapons, and the best magic weapons were all used by the predecessors in the Xuan Fetal Period, and the prices were basically more than 500 spirit stones.

The reason why the price of a cutter is so low is because the Bing magic instrument is defective, and the paper man is missing an arm.

But even if it is complete, Ding Xing is not moved, "The best magic weapons are all used by the predecessors of the Xuan Fetal Period, and the monks in the Qi Training Period can't sacrifice at all, your baby is chicken ribs for me!"

What realm is the cultivation in, what quality of magic weapons are used, the more advanced it is used, the mana will be drained in one breath, and it will be victimized, with Ding Xing's current cultivation, he is the most suitable to use a medium-grade magic weapon, and the top grade will have to work hard.

A scissor hurriedly said, "Don't worry! This treasure is the same as your spirit wine, there is a flaw, but this flaw is a help to you!"

He raised a finger and pointed to the sky: "This treasure is called 'paper soldier under the moon', the moon is not as hidden as it, the moon rises and it is powerful, when the moon hangs high in the sky, a monk like you in the middle of Qi cultivation can also sacrifice it, once it is powerful, a punch can make the old monk in the later stage vomit blood, the key is that it can be turned into a guard, and it will defend you without fear of death!"

This remark aroused Ding Xing's interest.

Two years ago, he had guessed that there would be a war when the Golden Dew Ceremony was held, and a short axe alone would not protect him, but if a paper figure equivalent to a superb magic weapon was added, it would be completely different.

But the paper figurines can only be used at night, and in case the war breaks out during the day, it will be useless.

"I want to verify!"

After thinking about it for a while, Ding Xing said.

"But!" said a Taoist priest: "The market is open at night, we can wait forever! It just so happens that I also want to verify your spirit wine, and any altar must be able to confuse the book silverfish, this is an important matter related to my life!"

The purpose of his purchase of spirit wine seems to be just to deal with the book silverfish.

As far as Ding Xing knew, the book silverfish was only born in the dead rod of some kind of spirit tree, or in some kind of spirit paper.

A scissor raised a group of book silverfish, and treasured a puppet made of spirit paper, is there any relationship between the two? Paper treasure is extremely rare in the world of cultivating immortals, and the refining technique has been lost, at least there is no sect in Weiguo that has inherited this method, and a scissor Taoist person is a loose cultivator, and the chance of receiving it is even smaller, so it is very likely that he inadvertently found this paper treasure during the expedition.

Of course, every monk has their secrets, and Ding Xing will not delve into them, he is just curious!

In this transaction, both of them took what they needed.

By the time it was evening, a cutter had already tried all the twenty jars of wine that Ding Xing had drunk.

After the moonrise, Ding Xing also began to verify the paper soldiers.

As a cutter said, under the illumination of the night moonlight, Ding Xing could easily move the paper soldiers, but the strength of the moonlight determined the power of the paper soldiers.

If it is a sunny day, especially on a full moon night, the magic power of the paper soldier can reach its peak, but if the moonlight is obscured in cloudy weather, then the paper soldier is not much stronger than Ding Xing's short axe.

"Do you want to buy all the twenty jars of spirit wine, if you buy them all, the rest of the spirit wine needs to be traded with spirit stones. "Ding Xing is already ready to exchange the paper soldiers under the moon, but he will not exchange all the spirit wine for magic weapons, one paper soldier is enough for him to defend himself.