There were people coming and going on the street, and at a glance, most of them were Qi refining cultivators, and there were even a dozen people who couldn't even see Qin Han's cultivation.

took out a scroll given by the Lu Lingdao man, unfolded it and took a look, and there was a long list of refining materials densely written on it.

Hundred-year-old warm jade, Stygian Ice Spirit, Celestial silk, magnetos, fish sac......

Each stroke contains a clever spirit, but the whole does not give people a sharp feeling, but sees a little Zen from it.

Floating like floating clouds, pretentious like a dragon, the breeze comes out of the sleeves, and the bright moon enters the arms.

Before Qin Han had time to sigh at the handwriting of the Lu Ling Daoist, he was frightened by the number and type of materials required to be purchased.

There are so many things, I'm afraid there aren't enough spirit stones!

Gu Gu found a secluded corner, opened the storage bag given by the Lu Lingdao people, and made a slight investigation with his divine sense.

No more, no less, just a thousand high-grade spirit stones!

Qin Han had never seen so many spirit stones so far, and he couldn't help but fantasize that he was already a rich man.

Hurriedly tied the storage bag, hid it in the placket, tidied up the corner of the robe neckline, straightened his waist, and swaggered towards the crowded place.

"Hey, go aside, don't touch it if you don't buy it. ”

"Boss, can you cheapen me two more spirit stones. ”

"Let's go, I'm not selling you. ”

"Boss, it's cheaper. ”

"Yes, I have a small temple here, please go elsewhere. ”

Although the voices of these two people were not loud, they could clearly reach Qin Han's ears.

Slightly on the side of the head, not far from the left hand side is a stall selling old things.

An ordinary young man sits on the floor, arguing with the customer in front of him.

The customer looked quite old, with a white beard, a face covered with deep and shallow wrinkles, and there was not a single intact piece of clothing on his body, which was made up of shabby clothes.

Looks like a real beggar!

At this time, he was clutching a piece of wood that was half the size of a palm.

"How do you sell this wood?"

On a whim, Qin Han stepped forward and pointed to the wooden block in the hand of the "beggar", and turned his head to ask the young man in the stall.

"Immortal Master, Cheng Hui three lower grade spirit stones. ”

raised his eyebrows and looked at the stall owner, only the cultivation of the mortal realm, but he could see her depth, but he had some eyesight.

Come to think of it, it is not difficult for people who often mingle in this kind of market to be able to tell who is a monk.

"Well, so be it, I'll pay for him. ”

As he spoke, Qin Han was about to take the spirit stone from the storage bag.

When the young man saw Qin Han's actions, he stopped her and hurriedly waved his hand.

"Immortal Master, don't you know, this person has been shopping around my stall for a month, and he wants this piece of wood every day. Last time, I wanted to steal, but I happened to be touched. ”

Comparing the stall owner's description, he looked at the "old beggar" on the other side.

He was holding the piece of wood, as if he had seen an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, and as if he had seen his own child, his eyes full of nostalgia and cherishment.

He's a poor man.

The stall owner then said angrily, "Don't look at him like this, isn't it just three low-grade spirit stones, this person is too picky, and he has to bargain for this!"

"Boss, I have an old relationship with this person, so I helped him pay for this spirit stone. ”

Qin Han didn't wait for the stall owner to react, and without saying a word, he directly stuffed the three lower-grade spirit stones into his hands.

"This ......"

Adhering to the principle of being rich and not making bastards, the stall doctrine accepted these three low-grade spirit stones without hesitation, and hurriedly piled up a smile on his face.

"Immortal Master, do you want to see any more other objects?"

Qin Han had already said that the men's white brocade robe that was sewn and mended before had been replaced, and the clothes at this time were bought in Xiuxian Town before the assessment, although the quality was not good, but it was also an excellent fabric.

Clear-eyed people will know at a glance that this product is a little money.

"No, I don't need anything. ”

As early as Fang Cai, he had already scanned the things on the stall, and all of them were mortal objects or items below the passing mark of the inferior magic weapons.

She really couldn't get any interest.

If you are really interested in something, you have to talk about the piece of wood that the "beggar" cherishes.

Although this wood is extremely inconspicuous, and there is no trace of aura leaking out, it is really something she can't see through.

"What do you see, anyway, you said buy it for me, you can't go back. ”

The old beggar hid the wooden block in his arms, tilted his head, and looked at Qin Han like a thief.

"Yo, this thing was bought by the master, so the master naturally wants to take a good look. ”

The old beggar pretended to be stupid, and a certain woman also tried to tease him.

"I want to see it today. ”

Reaching out to the beggar's arms, the beggar changed color in shock and exclaimed, "There are bad people, there are bad people who want to rob me!"

Qin Han's head was full of black lines, and just as he was about to arrange a soundproof barrier, he was amused by the reaction of other people on the street.

In the bustling crowd, many people turned their heads to look this way, although it was very noisy around, but everyone was not ordinary mortals, and they could always notice if they listened.

When everyone looked at it, they found that the person asking for help was a beggar, and it was still a beggar with a familiar face, and they knew it in their hearts.

turned to do his own thing, and a few of them snorted coldly.

"What's that?"

"It's like, how can anyone not want to steal his things?"

"Don't look at the smell on your body, even if you are close to me, you feel ugly!"

Several women covered their noses with handkerchiefs, and hurried ahead with small steps, eager to stay away from the beggars.

Seeing the indifference and indifference of the crowd, the beggar finally shouted in frustration, "Robbery!"

Spread his feet and rushed to the crowded place. As soon as the smoke slipped into the crowd, there was not half a shadow in sight.

"Good, you're still on the act, aren't you?"

Qin Han smiled angrily.

Just now I saw that this beggar was quite old, to say the least, he must be nearly seventy or eighty years old, but his cultivation was only at the third level of qi refining.

Moreover, the aura of the third layer of Qi refining was very weak, and if it weren't for her superior perception, it would probably be difficult to detect.

In this case, it may be possible to use extremely poor talent, and the acquired day after tomorrow has not been supplemented by heaven and earth spiritual objects, which has led to today's bleak appearance.

But he didn't look like he had been weathered and baptized by the years, but as if he had suddenly become like a withered tree, and the breath of life had been cut off.

Qin Han could vaguely feel that the life spirit in this person was originally vigorous and upward, but he didn't know what was wrong and suddenly fell down.

She claims that she is not the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva, let alone a great benevolent person, and she will have a certain purpose before doing anything.

For example, the old beggar in front of him and this piece of broken wood have several meanings.