Out of the alchemy room, the doting on the corners of Yan Batian's mouth was hooked again, and the little girl who had an extraordinary physique and was extremely diligent did not waste even a little time. When Yan Batian was alchemy in the alchemy room, Yan Feiyan was in the small courtyard outside the alchemy room, constantly practicing the Diamond Sutra that Yan Batian taught her.

Seeing Yan Batian calmly appear at the door of the alchemy room, Yan Feiyan's handsome little face showed a flower-like smile. Like a flying phoenix, Yan Feiyan flew in front of Yan Batian.

"Brother Batian, you can be regarded as coming out, let Yan'er wait, today you promised to accompany Yan'er to visit the market, how can you learn to refine the pill? No, you can accompany me to the market now!"

coquettishly kept shaking Yan Batian's arm, and Yan Feiyan pouted her ruddy little mouth lightly, expressing her displeasure.

"I'm sorry Yan'er, it's Brother Batian's fault, Brother Batian will accompany Yan'er to the market!"

Pampered Yan Feiyan's firm nose, Yan Batian took her little hand and left the Yan Alchemy Workshop directly.

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Closely following behind Yan Batian, who was wandering around casually, Yan Feiyan glanced at the flow of people behind her without a trace, and said with a faint smile: "Brother Batian, those family guards are still following us." ”

Yan Batian snorted lightly, his eyes swept among a vendor beside him, although his cultivation was only at the fourth level of the Qi cultivation period now, the scope and clarity of his divine consciousness were no weaker than those of the mid-stage foundation building monks, so he also knew clearly the guards who followed behind.

Retracting his gaze, Yan Batian slowed down, walked side by side with Yan Feiyan beside him, and said jokingly: "I just practiced the Diamond Sutra, but I can sense the family guards who are proficient in concealment, Yan'er, if you say that you will be an ordinary mortal who takes care of the family industry in the future, Brother Batian doesn't believe it at all!"

Yan Feiyan learned from Yan Batian's appearance, shrugged her shoulders cutely, and laughed in a low voice: "Brother Batian, don't underestimate Yan'er, I am the daughter of the patriarch of the Yan family, and I am the sister of the "alchemist" Yan Batian, who dares to underestimate me?"

Staring at Yan Feiyan's invincible appearance, Yan Batian's lips flashed with a warm smile, his palm gently patted the girl's little head, and muttered softly in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "By the way, Yan'er, you have to remember, you are my Yan Batian's sister, no matter how big the wind and waves are in the future, always stand behind my brother, in the big wind and waves, Brother Batian will help you block it!"

With a slight smile, Yan Batian's palm gently patted Yan Feiyan's little head again, and then his steps sped up and walked forward.

In the crowded market, Yan Feiyan stood on her feet and chuckled, her petite figure like a nine-day phoenix provoked countless teenagers around her to stop and peep.

"Sister, don't think I don't know, your brother is a fake......"

Leaning her little head, Yan Feiyan muttered softly, then pursed her lips and smiled lightly, and her lotus steps moved slightly, keeping up with Yan Batian, who was leisurely wandering in front.

followed Yan Batian around and around, but slowly entered the depths of the market, the things sold in the depths of the market, although there are no stores that sell rare things, but they are much more precious than the outside.

There are even some illiterate descendants of declining families who will sell the original extraordinary magic weapon as an ordinary spiritual object. In the depths of the central Fang City of Purple Light City, sometimes there will be high-level magic weapons left by monks in the Jindan period, which are used as ordinary magic weapons and purchased by monks with good luck, of course, more monks are still deceived in this place and spend spirit stones to buy some scrap products......

In the depths of Fang City, the popularity of people has declined, but that is also aimed at the front of Fang City, Yan Batian and Yan Feiyan wandered aimlessly.

"Hey, it's ...... , it's not bad to buy this little girl for self-defense!"

Seemingly leisurely walking through several stalls, Yan Batian came to a stall, his footsteps stopped, and he bent down to look at the worn-out necklace-like ornament on the stall, the pendant of the ornament was a green crystal with some blood inside, and the shape was like a green droplet with a trace of blood.

This seemingly dilapidated necklace is actually a high-level defensive magic weapon that can spontaneously protect the master, and I don't know how many years it has been buried, the original spirituality has long disappeared, and it can only be sold in an inconspicuous corner like the many goods on the stall.

With the eyes of the ancestor of the Yan Ba Tianhua God Period, of course, he could see its extraordinaryness at a glance. If this thing is bought back and slightly improved, let Yan Feiyan wear it as an ordinary necklace on her fair and beautiful neck, it can resist at a critical moment, and the life-saving spirit weapon of the late stage of foundation building monks can be struck with all their might.

Picking up the green drop necklace on the stall, Yan Batian looked at it seemingly casually, and casually asked the somewhat depressed middle-aged monk behind the stall, "How can I buy this necklace?"

"Young Master Yan has good eyesight, this necklace is the inheritance treasure of my family, it has been passed down for several generations, if it weren't for the urgent need for spirit stones, I wouldn't take it out and sell it, if the young master takes a fancy to it, I will give a lowest price, ten low-grade spirit stones, it can't be cheap!"

The Yan family is quite famous in Ziguang City, and Yan Batian, the eldest young master of the family who does not learn and has no skills, is also a little light, this down-and-out stall owner who set up a stall, but he knows him, and hurriedly and earnestly introduced it.

Fingers touched the green droplet pendant slightly, Yan Batian frowned slightly, and said casually: "It's expensive, this chain is rusty, there is no trace of spirituality, and it is said that it is a treasure of family inheritance, I think it is an ordinary ornament, there is no use, you won't be deceiving me! If it weren't for my sister's liking, this kind of garbage goods, I would be too expensive for a low-grade spirit stone, so let's have five lower-grade spirit stones, and I don't want one more!"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the down-and-out stall owner laughed twice, obviously he didn't expect that the prodigal son of the Yan family in front of him would make a counteroffer.

Moreover, this ornament was unintentionally obtained from a storage bag left by a dead monk, and there was a lot of money in the storage bag, and he also inadvertently made a windfall, and those things that he studied for a long time and did not find anything unusual, so he took them out in batches and sold them for exchange stones. This necklace is also one of them.

At that moment, the down-and-out stall owner had no choice but to rub his hands and sneer: "Young Master Yan, you are a lot old, the children of a big family like you will not care about this little spirit stone, or you will give six low-grade spirit stones when you are old, it really can't be less, after all, we low-level cultivators also have to cultivate and live a ......."

"Alas!" sighed in the worried gaze of the down-and-out stall owner, his frowning brows relaxed, Yan Batian seemed to be very comfortable being patted by the stall owner, "Six lower-grade spirit stones are six lower-grade spirit stones! Who told you to be so good at talking......"

Happily threw out six lower-grade spirit stones, Yan Batian didn't say a word, picked up the necklace and turned around and left......