At noon, Heihefang was extremely lively, countless monks came in and out, and the shopkeeper's junior was constantly shouting at the door.

The coarse-clothed groom drove the carriage into Heihefang and came to the alley behind an inn.

A monk with a hat jumped out from behind the carriage, paid him a few pieces of silver, and disappeared around the corner of the alley.

This monk is naturally Han Yu.

That day, he slapped the snake fart of the poisonous Jiao fiercely, and left the poisonous mountain range after contacting the feelings.

Shortly after flying out of the mountain range, the Iron Eagle flew away towards the east with a long bark as if it had been summoned by something.

Han Yu thought for a while, put the mining rat back into the mine, and rushed towards Heihe Fang.

There were still fifty miles away from Heihefang, so Han Yu asked the poisonous eagle to put him on the mountain, and the poisonous eagle also drilled into the cave to refine the mana of the strange fish.

Han Yu still followed the old method and followed the mortal convoy into Heihe Fang.

Han Yu walked around the street a few times and stopped at the door of the Treasure Building, and soon a little girl in Tsing Yi ran out to greet him enthusiastically.

"Take me to the shopkeeper. Han Yu used his mana to make his voice slightly sharper, sounding like the son of a family.

The little guy in Tsing Yi was slightly stunned, and secretly glanced at a wooden sign on this person's waist. The little guy was shocked when he saw it, knowing that this person was a master disciple of the Sword Sect.

"Childe, please!" The little guy in Tsing Yi nodded enthusiastically and led Han Yu directly to the third floor.

The matter of the last time has subsided, and the business of Jubaolou is also on the right track, and the matter of wanting to kill people and seize treasures has been concealed by Jubaolou, and there is no rumor of it.

Han Yu took a few casual glances in the hall and followed the little guy to the third floor, only to see the little guy knock lightly on the door, and the yellow-faced Zhuji shopkeeper opened the door.

I saw that he quickly swept Han Yu, and when he saw the wooden sign pattern hanging on his waist, he knew that he was an inner disciple.

I saw him cast an appreciative look at the little guy, and then said with a smile on his face: "This son, please!"

Han Yu walked into the room with a big grin, and the yellow-faced monk personally poured him a cup of tea, and said with a smile: "Childe, I am Zhu Feiyu, the shopkeeper of the Treasure Building. Our shop has a complete range of things, whether it is a talisman or an elixir, the shop can meet your needs!"

"Oh?" I saw Han Yu raise his eyebrows, and asked with a smile, "Is there a rune treasure for sale?"

Zhu Feiyu's face stiffened when he heard this, and he said with a dry smile: "The Fu Bao store is temporarily out of stock. ”

Han Yu smiled and was not embarrassed, gently lifted the topic, took out a delicate small wooden box from the storage bag and put it on the table and said, "The shopkeeper will take a look at this item first." ”

The yellow-faced monk chuckled and opened the wooden box, seeing a fist-sized cyan fruit lying inside, he smelled a fragrant breath, and felt a little clearer when he smelled it.

"This is the Green Spirit Fruit!" said the yellow-faced monk with a bit of a lost voice.

Han Yu felt a little relieved when he saw his appearance, he closed the wooden box and said with a smile: "What price is the shopkeeper willing to buy?"

"This son, how about the price of two thousand two hundred spirit stones?" the yellow-faced monk thought for a moment and quoted a fair price.

Han Yu frowned when he heard this, and said with a smile after a while: "Shopkeeper, do you have a Zhuji Dan here?"

The yellow-faced monk was a little embarrassed when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Childe, this building has just acquired one, and if Childe wants to, he needs to take out eight hundred spirit stones." ”

When Han Yu heard this, he directly took out a bunch of spirit stones from the storage bag and pushed the wooden box over together.

The yellow-faced monk quickly swept it and said with a smile: "Childe, wait a minute, I'll let someone pick it up now." ”

As he spoke, he walked to the door, called the little servant, took out a jade pendant from his arms, and sat down to chat.

"Haha, I'm all confused, and I don't know that Gongzi will return your honorific name. The yellow-faced monk patted his head and said.

"My surname is Wu. Han Yu took a sip of fragrant tea and said lightly.

The yellow-faced monk didn't continue to inquire about the name, and talked to Han Yu about some interesting stories.

After half a cup of tea, the little guy outside the door knocked lightly, put a pale yellow brocade box on the table and respectfully withdrew.

The yellow-faced monk made a gesture of invitation, and Han Yu did not politely open the brocade box and saw a blue pill lying inside.

I saw him smile and put Zhuji Dan into the storage bag, and the yellow-faced monk also put away the spirit stone and green spirit fruit, and both parties to the transaction were happy.

Han Yu's face suddenly turned grim, and he took out five identical wooden boxes from the storage bag and said solemnly: "Shopkeeper, I am entrusted by the elders of the sect to exchange five green spirit fruits for some elixirs swallowed by spirit beasts, the higher the quality, the better." ”

"It's all green spirit fruit?" the yellow-faced monk's expression suddenly became excited.

Han Yu looked at his excited appearance and smiled secretly in his heart, and said seriously: "The shopkeeper can check slowly." ”

The stakes were high, and the yellow-faced monk did not politely open all the wooden boxes, and saw five fist-sized cyan fruits with a look of horror on his face.

"Childe, what is the rank of the spirit beast of the senior?" the yellow-faced monk asked seriously.

"The pinnacle of building the foundation is only one step away from Yudan. Han Yu took a sip of fragrant tea and said with a smile.

The yellow-faced monk was shocked when he heard this, this senior must be a Jindan monk.

"Childe, can you give us a few days to transfer the goods?" said the yellow-faced monk with his fists clenched.

"Absolutely. I'll give the shopkeeper five hundred spirit stones as a deposit first, and how about I exchange them in the next month?" Han Yu took out five hundred spirit stones from the storage bag and put them on the table and said with a smile.

"Then thank you Childe. The yellow-faced monk said gratefully.

Han Yu swept the wooden box on the table into the storage bag, stood up and said, "Shopkeeper Zhu, then I'll leave first." ”

The yellow-faced monk also wanted to send Han Yu to the door, but Han Yu politely refused, and soon disappeared into the crowd after going downstairs.

Han Yu walked around Heihefang a few times, made sure that no one was following, put away the hat on his head and the waist tag hanging on his waist, and continued to wander around with his true face.

It was getting dark, Han Yu found an inn and stayed there, ate and waited quietly for dark.

Han Yupan sat on the bed silently lucky, not at all worried that Jubaolou would see through the green spirit fruit and come to the door first.

Because he was selling a real Qingling Fruit today.

Han Yu thought about it again and again, but he still reluctantly took out a real Qingling Fruit and traded it, because he knew that the one who could open the Jubao Building was not a fool.

There is also a large transaction involved behind this, and the yellow-faced monk will definitely go to many people to identify the Qingling Fruit, if it is found to be fake, then Han Yu will be finished.

Cultivating immortals is dangerous, and life matters.

Han Yu knew that he was a little clever, but he didn't think that he could deceive everyone, as long as the guys who could build the foundation were human spirits.

Of course, the five wooden boxes in the back were all poisonous spirit fruits, and the wooden plaque on the waist was also deliberately revealed by Han Yu, which was the one that Wu Feng dropped.

The two families targeted him, and he was afraid that the foundation building monks of the two families would not dare to retaliate, but he could completely splash dirty water, disgusting and disgusting you first.

In the dead of night, Han Yu opened his eyes, changed his appearance and came to the ghost market.

Paying the monk who guarded the ghost market five spirit stones, Han Yu set up a stall in the corner, put some low-level magic weapons on his body on the ground, wrote the price of each with a wooden card, and then put on a hat and sat behind the stall to close his eyes and recuperate.

Soon, in front of Han Yu's stall, more than a dozen low-level cultivators were attracted to it, and his eyes lit up when he saw dozens of low-level magic weapons shining brightly, and his heart beat faster when he saw the marked prices.

It's not that it's too expensive, it's that it's too cheap!

Ordinary low-grade magic weapons only sell for twenty spirit stones, and the price of some better ones is only fifty, which is a small half cheaper than the ones sold in the shops in the workshop!

"This fellow Daoist, I bought the black hook spell with eighteen spirit stones!" a thin monk stepped forward to bargain.

"Get out!" replied the monk with a hat on his head.

"Fellow Daoist, I bought it, you can put away the twenty spirit stones. A strong man threw away the spirit stone, took the black hook in his hand and walked away quickly.

"Hey..."The thin monkey was in a hurry, but the strong man had gone away.

"Fellow Daoist, I want this sword!"

"Fellow Daoist, is it good to have one less spirit stone?"

“......”

In an hour, everything in front of Han Yu's stall was sold out, and Han Yu turned around and left without ink.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't have any spirit stones on me, can I exchange some talismans with you?"