Mo Zhuoyu walked towards the valley while observing the things on the various stalls.

Sure enough, as Tang Chen said, there are many kinds of magic weapons, pills, spiritual objects, and exotic treasures in the valley, which makes people dazzled.

However, the expensive reserve price of its logo discourages most people. What's more, this is a place for evil cultivators after all, and most of the things sold are only suitable for evil cultivators. Mo Zhuoyu didn't fancy a few things along the way.

I was thinking about whether to find a place to sell some of the things that had accumulated in the storage bags. Since coming to the Dusi Continent, he has been staying in Mo Zhuoyu's sleeve, and the little turtle mint who is asleep suddenly moved and crawled out of his sleeve.

"Mint, what's wrong?"

Because Mo Zhuoyu advanced to the Golden Pill, now that he talks to Mint, he finally doesn't have to avoid others, and can directly use his divine sense to communicate.

Mint seemed to be a little confused, and her little eyes blinked, and she turned around twice before she reacted.

"Sister, I'm hungry!"

The aggrieved voice, coupled with the slippery eyes looking directly at Mo Zhuoyu, instantly softened her heart.

"What do you need to eat, now that we're outside, my sister is giving you home, okay?"

There are people coming and going, and it is not a good place to talk, Mo Zhuoyu is wandering around while pretending to have nothing to do, while quietly comforting Mint.

"This has what I want to eat, it's so fragrant, it's more tempting than the water of Linghu Lake, sister, I'm so hungry that I can't stand it!"

As he spoke, the little turtle rubbed Mo Zhuoyu's palm with his flat belly aggrievedly, and dripping water beads appeared in his eyes.

Seeing that mint didn't seem to be coquettish, Mo Zhuoyu also became serious.

For Mint, who has followed her since she was a child, all the way from Lingyun Continent to Dusi Continent, and saved her life several times, she has long regarded her as a family-like existence. Naturally, I don't want to see any accidents happen to it.

"Can you feel where that thing is, tell my sister and she will help you find it. ”

Mo Zhuoyu gently stroked the mint's back shell, soothing it, and asked what it said.

Hearing this, Mint raised his head from Mo Zhuoyu's hand, closed his eyes and felt it, and pointed forward, a paving place a few steps away.

"There!"

Mo Zhuoyu looked at the stall and told the mint not to be exposed before stepping forward.

This stall is not big, there are only three or five things scattered on it, but Mo Zhuoyu looked at the stall owner hidden under the cloak, but he was in awe.

Because the things on the stall, only Mo Zhuoyu can recognize all of them are rare things in the world, presumably every thing in it is hard-won and precious!

Sighing in his heart, Mo Zhuoyu looked at what Mint was referring to.

A fist-sized stone that flutters with ash and seems to turn into dust at any moment, and will go away with the wind. It is also a stall, a rare thing that Mo Zhuoyu can't see the calendar.

Seeing that the stall owner didn't mean to say hello, Mo Zhuoyu didn't care, only looked at it carefully for a moment, and asked Mint if it really wanted this thing, and then looked at the reserve price.

"Fifty thousand spirit stones!"

Mo Zhuoyu couldn't help but exclaim, this stone is inconspicuous, and the reserve price is so high!

"Bid, please bid here, if you don't buy, please leave. ”

The exclamation seemed to wake up the person who had been sitting silently behind the stall, and he finally raised his head and glanced at Mo Zhuoyu, and then pointed indifferently at the bidding box on the stall. The words are very cold, and they don't care if the other party will leave because of this.

"Sister, I want this, I'm so hungry. I'm going to get even better after eating this!"

Mint's anxious voice sounded in Mo Zhuoyu's mind, urging her to make a decision.

Peppermint had been asleep since passing through the spatial crack, and Mo Zhuoyu knew that its body, because of the influence of the chaotic aura, must have suffered a lot of injuries. It's not easy now, and when it encounters what it needs, Mo Zhuoyu naturally won't give up.

However, 50,000 spirit stones is only the base price, which is really beyond her budget. It seems that you can only pay by selling things.

Now that he had made up his mind, after Mo Zhuoyu appeased the mint, he began to think about how much to mark the price in order to ensure that he got this thing.

This is also the place where the secret shooting is the most testing, if the price is too low, you may miss out on your beloved things. However, the price is too high, not to mention that no one else is bidding, and it will inevitably exceed the value of the item itself.

Although this stone is not eye-catching, since the reserve price is not low, and the mint wants it so much, its value is self-evident.

Mo Zhuoyu didn't dare to bid too low, and after thinking about it, she took out a piece of paper from the side of the bidding box, wrote the price, and printed the jade pendant mark before putting it in the bidding box.

There is a jade pendant mark to cover it, and he is not afraid that the monk will use his divine sense to check the price, and the bidding box also has the purpose of blocking his divine sense.

"Sister, is this okay?"

Mo Zhuoyu hooked a faint smile on the corner of his lips, patted the mint that he wanted to drill out of his sleeve, and comforted, "Don't worry, my sister promised you, I will definitely get it for you." ”

However, after comforting the mint, Mo Zhuoyu did not forget to get down to business. The price is marked, but you still have to earn spirit stones to exchange things back, Mo Zhuoyu doesn't have so many spirit stones in her storage bag now.

After finding the patrol guard in the valley and going through the formalities for the stall requirements, Mo Zhuoyu found a place, spread an old cloth, and put the things he wanted to sell and the bidding box one by one.

This time, she was only going to sell two things, one was the Nebula Mushroom and the other was the Hollow Stone.

Because he was carrying a cloak that the Night Pavilion issued to the stall owner in a unified manner, which could block the divine sense of others, Mo Zhuoyu was relieved to sell these two spiritual objects obtained in the secret realm of the capital.

chose these two, firstly, because they are already valuable, and secondly, because of these two things, Mo Zhuoyu has a lot of them, and selling them a little will not affect her own use.

The reserve price was marked, and Mo Zhuoyu sat at the back of the stall, waiting for the buyer to take the bait.

Among the monks who came and went, many came to check it out, but there were very few monks who inquired and were interested in buying.

Mo Zhuoyu sat for more than half an hour, and only one person marked a price at random because of the unique effect of the Nebula mushroom.

However, Mo Zhuoyu is not worried, not to mention the Nebula Mushroom, as long as it is an alchemist who knows the goods, there is nothing that can be refused. It's a hollow stone, as long as you need to make space-related items such as storage bags, you don't need it. The secret shooting won't end until midnight the next day, so it's still early!

Not in a hurry, Mo Zhuoyu, who was sitting idle, began to observe the pedestrians.

Most of the people who participated in the secret shooting were Jindan and Yuanying monks, and there were also some Zhuji monks, but they were all behind their predecessors, and they obviously didn't come alone.

Most of the evil cultivators are withdrawn and have strange personalities, and although there are many people in the valley, they are very quiet, and only occasionally hear one or two shallow conversations.

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of Mo Zhuoyu's stall, casting a faint shadow, blocking her view from looking around.

Mo Zhuoyu looked up, but it was a familiar person, and he couldn't help but have a faint smile on his face.