Now that others are not here, even if they don't have enough spirit stones at that time, they can be appropriated first, and it's a big deal to make up before they meet again.

Isn't there the final finale, the aura?

It is said that lice do not itch, and debts do not weigh down.

Anyway, there is already such a potential enemy as the Shen family elder, and he is not afraid that other monks will have the intention of killing people and taking treasures.

At that time, as long as you make good use of it, maybe you will join one more force, which will create a different way out for Xia Chuxue.

She couldn't sleep, so she walked into the lively streets of Fangshi, and saw the dazzling array of goods around her, and her eyes couldn't see it.

I was very curious to see a lot of things on the stall, and I wanted to buy them all.

It is a woman's nature to like shopping, and Xia Chuxue is of course no exception, not to mention that he is eager to know all the things in the immortal cultivation world.

But... The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

When Xia Chuxue's spiritual power reached into the storage bag, her expression froze there, she... There are only eight spirit stones.

It seems that you can't buy anything!

Holding his mouth and not saying a word.

"This monk, do you want to buy that low-grade magic weapon? Five medium-grade spirit stones!"

The stall owner saw Xia Chuxue happily fiddling with a heart-shaped necklace in his hand, and hurriedly introduced it with a smile.

"Five medium-grade spirit stones?"

Xia Chuxue's face stiffened again, but she heard Shen Jianxiao say that in the division of spirit stones in the immortal cultivation realm, 1,000 spirit beads are equal to 1 lower-grade spirit stone, 100 lower-grade spirit stones are equal to 1 middle-grade spirit stone, 100 middle-grade spirit stones are equal to 1 high-grade spirit stone, and 100 high-grade spirit stones are a top-grade spirit stone.

However, now in the entire immortal cultivation world, not to mention the best spirit stones, even the high-grade spirit stones have long been extinct, leaving only a few medium-grade spirit stones and general-purpose low-grade spirit stones.

Therefore, this stall owner said that he would sell five medium-grade spirit stones, but in fact, he wanted to say it more simply, which meant 500 low-grade spirit stones.

After all, there are really not many monks who can really take out medium-grade spirit stones to buy things, unless the disciples of the big sects have plenty of money.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I'll take a look!"

Xia Chuxue smiled a little embarrassed, and lightly put down the necklace of the inferior magic weapon, just like the thing was a porcelain doll, it would break when touched, for fear of being falsely accused.

She didn't want to think about it, that low-grade magic weapon necklace was a talisman weapon, and if it broke with this touch, how could she protect her master? Who else dared to buy it?

Walking all the way in the market, Xia Chuxue sadly found that the eight spirit stones in his storage bag really couldn't buy anything.

Wandering around the market in a miserable way, he didn't buy anything in the end.

Looking at the dazzling array of goods in the stalls on both sides, Xia Chuxue felt how unbalanced it was.

Hmph! When I sell my stuff tomorrow, I'll be sure to spend it all.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Chuxue finally walked to the end of the market, and the stall at the end was an old man selling books.

His booth was deserted and deserted, in stark contrast to the crowded stalls. Some are bleak, some are desolate.

But the old man didn't seem to care, his hat was crooked, his clothes were ragged, and he had a wine gourd hanging from his waist, and he seemed to be closing his eyes and recuperating, as if he had fallen asleep, and he didn't worry at all that the things in the stall would be stolen.

Also, none of the books on the stall are new, all of them are yellowed, some have even been bitten by rats, some are missing words and pages, where would anyone buy such a thing?

Don't they think that these books with missing words and pages will be left over from antiquity, jokes, do you think that the things inherited from antiquity are Chinese cabbage, which can be found everywhere?

If there were, it would never have appeared in this small city.

Xia Chuxue squatted on the edge of the stall with curiosity, this stall was spread directly on the ground, and there was not even a shelf, maybe the old man felt that this thing was not valuable, so he was too lazy to get it.

She casually reached for a book and flipped through it in her hand.

As soon as I turned the first page, I couldn't laugh or cry.

Because the first two pages are gone for some reason, and the third page is all about some common sense of cultivation, but since it is common sense, everyone must know it, who will spend that unjust money to buy it?

"Little girl, good eyesight! This secret book of mine has been handed down from my ancestors, do you want to buy it? 20 low-grade spirit stones!"

"What? A mutilated book actually costs 20 lower-grade spirit stones, are you robbing money!"

Xia Chuxue couldn't help but blurt out when she heard this offer.

"Love to buy or not!"

The old man looked like a bull fork was booming, as if his family's things were best not to be sold at all, and for these books, he also had Jiang Taigong's thoughts on the fishing wish.

Xia Chuxue glanced at the old man and immediately understood why his stall was so deserted.

With such a nasty character that customers hate, and it is strange that business is not lukewarm when it comes to selling ordinary books at such a high price.

Anyway, she doesn't have the money, and she doesn't plan to buy it, so there's no need to be a cold bench for others here.

He shrugged his shoulders and was about to leave.

As a result, as soon as he took a few steps, he heard the sound of an old man and a few monks arguing behind him.

"Old man, we have rented this stall to someone else, hurry up and pack up and leave, then you will be there soon!"

The old man who sold the book was obviously very angry, and he was not afraid of the monks, and blew his beard and glared.

"Why? I've already paid two spirit stone booth fees, and I'm going to drive me away after a while, so you give me back the spirit stones!"

It's a forked waist, with tiger eyes.

"Hey, I said you old guy, don't toast and don't eat and drink! For the sake of your age, I don't want to be like you, so hurry up and pack up your things and get out! Otherwise, waiting for my brother to make a move, I won't be able to guarantee that your broken books will still be intact!"

The old man panicked, he was also a monk at the fourth level of the Qi cultivation period, and he was seriously injured, seeing that Shou Yuan was almost unable to advance, where was the opponent of these sect disciples?

But... He urgently needed the spirit stone to buy pills to treat the injuries on his body, how could he leave like this?

"Please give me more grace today, and leave when I have saved enough money to buy healing pills!"

"Just a few broken books of yours still want to buy healing pills? If I didn't hit you, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to afford the scraps of healing pills!

At the beginning of summer, Xue raised her eyebrows.

Hey, what a freak.

When I was selling books just now, I ignored myself, and now I urgently need to scrape together money to buy medicine?

Could it be that he was originally that kind of character?

Sure enough, the book is right, there is a kind of person who is easy to offend people as soon as he opens his mouth, probably the old man.

But... If you look closely, the books are incomplete on the surface, but 70% of the books are complete, but those books are randomly placed in a mess, and the pages are messy inside, which makes people feel that they are in tatters.