Fang Yun's first interstellar stop was the Thousand Stars.

Such a trial did not provide Fang Yun with a lot of information and intelligence.

After arriving at the Thousand Stars, Fang Yun had a feeling that his eyes were dark.

There are many things, Fang Yun needs to find an answer.

For example, the question of the Thousand Stars Spiritual Qi Mutation, this is quite important, Fang Yun needs to find an accurate answer before deciding on his own cultivation path.

What's more, when the fog market ended, the various ancient martial sects of the Thousand Stars would recruit disciples in the barbarian department, and Fang Yun didn't have any brute lines yet.

If he didn't think of a special method, Fang Yun would have to wait for the next Sanyang Day before he could step into the path of cultivation.

There are very few classics among the barbarian tribes, and there is almost no information about the wilderness, if Fang Yun wants to have a clearer understanding of his state and situation, the most important path is undoubtedly to obtain information through the book market.

Fang Yun's judgment was indeed correct.

The fog market, which has never had a book market, has also temporarily generated an extremely special market because of its own special requirements.

In fact, it is very likely that the entire fog market exists in an incomparably magical state, and in the fog, there is a magical space similar to a space wormhole, or a space with a teleportation effect.

After thinking for a while, the elf suddenly patted his head and said loudly: "I think about it, in the fog market, there is indeed such an old-fashioned book market that is about to go out of business, but Fang Yun, I won't tell you that this book market is not well managed, and the boss can't bear it anymore, so this ......"

After a pause, the elf spread his hands helplessly and said: "So, if you want to enter the book market, at the very least, you must have more than 50,000 fog coins, and if you don't spend enough 50,000 fog coins in it, it won't give you any change, are you sure you want to go in and shop?"

Fang Yun instantly understood the meaning of the elf's words, and also understood the basic setting conditions of Fog City.

To put it simply, there was no book market in the endless and wild fog market, but the fog market could connect Fang Yun to book markets in other directions, but the cost was naturally super high.

50,000 fog coins!

The fog coin in Fang Yun's hand was almost this number.

Almost without thinking much about it, Fang Yun transferred 50,000 fog coins to the elf, and then gave the fog coin card in his hand to Tong Yu, and said with a smile: "There is still some small money in it, you can rent a small cabin, cultivate a little, and wait for me to come back." ”

Seeing that Fang Yun actually took 50,000 fog coins to visit the book market, Tong Yu Tong He felt really incredible.

For barbarians who don't like to study, it costs money to read a book, which is simply a big torture!

Well, to indicate incomprehensible.

Tong Yu Tong He took Dong Jiashuai to practice, while Fang Yun smiled and said to the elf: "Master, please lead the way." ”

50,000 fog coins is not a small amount, and the tribes with a slightly smaller scale can accumulate 50,000 fog coins every time the fog market is opened, but it is uncertain.

I didn't expect Fang Yun to have such courage.

The elf was more confused, didn't Fang Yun say that he wanted to enter the auction house?

Why did you spend all the fog coins now?

The elf said that he couldn't understand it.

However, although it was strange, the elf didn't ask, and led the way in the direction of the book market.

This time, the direction of progress was farther, and it also passed through several areas of particularly thick fog, and only then stopped in front of a dilapidated hut.

This is the book market? Fang Yun was immediately a little disappointed when he saw it.

The dilapidated thatched hut was the size of a thatched latrine in the countryside of Fang Yun's hometown, looking in disrepair and crumbling.

On the door of the broken thatched hut, there is also a pair of horizontal plaques, on which the ink has not yet dried four big characters "Witch Book Market", the funniest thing is that the person who hung the horizontal plaque is quite careless, and this horizontal plaque actually hung up.

The elf tilted his head and looked at it for a long time, then he smiled at Fang Yun and said: "That's right, this is it, the book market you are looking for has arrived, I wish you a happy reading, and we will see you later......"

After speaking, before Fang Yun could speak, this Master Yi had already flickered, rushed into the mist, and left Fang Yun hanging here.

Having said that, it was obvious that Master Yi didn't expect that the book market connected to the fog market would be such a good thing, for fear that Fang Yun would attack on the spot, so he chose to flee quickly.

Fang Yun couldn't laugh or cry a little, and at the same time, he also had some bad feelings in his heart, this book market, shouldn't it really be a pit goods?

Calming down, Fang Yun took a deep breath and stepped forward, ready to knock on the door.

The wooden door of the thatched hut creaked open, Fang Yun's hand stiffened in mid-air, shook his head and smiled, and walked in.

The space inside the house is very small and the light is dim.

A small wooden table with a strange oil lamp on it, this lamp gave Fang Yun the feeling that it made the light in the entire wooden house even more dim.

Under the light, there was a typical witch's face, her face was pale, with long ears, a high hat, and a high nose, and her deep eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, looking directly at Fang Yun.

Entering the wooden house in vain, Fang Yun was taken aback by these eyes.

After calming down a little, Fang Yun shook his head and said loudly: "I'm here to rent a book, or buy a book, what about the book?"

The witch glanced at Fang Yun faintly, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "If it weren't for the fact that I was too poor to open the pot, and I wouldn't have accepted this business, the witch star Luo Blood is willing to serve you, my book market has everything, do you need an electronic version, a paper version, a magic version, a jade slip tube version, or a digital version? Also, what kind of language books do you need?"

So many versions?Fang Yun's heart settled down slightly, this person who dared to open a book market should still have two brushes, and this time the 50,000 fog coins should not be a mess.

Huaxia has not yet stepped onto the interstellar stage.

This is the lowest level of the Thousand Stars Nine Heavens, the only thing Fang Yun knows is the barbarian script, this one has no choice, therefore, Fang Yun immediately smiled and said: "I need the barbarian script, I need an electronic version to rent a book to read, and the best book to buy is a paper version or a leather version!"

Xing Luo Blood's deep eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Fang Yun intently, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Fang Yun asked softly, "Senior, what's wrong?"

Xing Luoxue took out a magic wand and put it up in front of him, expressionless, and said hoarsely: "Miserable, I didn't expect to meet a semi-literate person, it was actually a barbarian script, I said how could this business be received by me, it turned out to be like this, it should make you greedy, no, you are a human race, what barbarian language do you learn, by the way, how is your learning ability?

Semi-literate, barbarian writing! Severely brain-dead!

If you change to a barbarian, you will definitely follow this red-eyed.

She's not merciful!

Fang Yun heard a lot of information from these keywords.

Compared with the information revealed by the crystal head and Huo Yin, Fang Yun already understood in his heart.

This witch star Luo blood should come from a powerful interstellar civilization, and the broken thatched hut in front of her is not good-looking, but it should not be simple.

This is a very rare opportunity.

Fang Yun's mind quickly turned a few times, and he said loudly: "It's not me who blows, I can't forget it, I learn things super fast, give me half a day, I can basically master a new kind of writing......"

The witch's eyes widened, and her voice couldn't help but be much higher: "No, you human from the barbarian race, can have this kind of ability? No, how can you have the magical ability of an elf, you can actually communicate directly with me, dizzy, how could I meet such a freak as you? Come on, come on, let me test your intelligence level, if you can really learn the language and writing quickly, my task will be much simpler, otherwise, if you really have to translate all the classics into barbarian, it will be really troublesome!"

As he spoke, a blue light bloomed from the magic staff in Xingluo Blood's hand, shining on Fang Yun's eyebrows.

Fang Yun stood with a smile and quietly waited for the result.

In any case, before entering the wormhole, although Fang Yun's spiritual power was a little worse than 10%, it should definitely not be severely brain-dead.

Moreover, Fang Yun really didn't lie, as long as the witch could give Fang Yun enough time and enough teaching, I believe that it wouldn't be long before Fang Yun would be able to learn the more advanced words and languages of the universe.

This was an important step for Fang Yun to move towards the interstellar.

If he didn't learn the language and writing, Fang Yunke would really be semi-literate and blind.

The blue light of the magic wand fell on Fang Yun's eyebrows, and the witch shook slightly, and a strange small circular vortex appeared on the top of the magic wand.

Her eyes fell on the whirlpool, and the witch suddenly snorted in surprise.