Chapter Seventy-Two: Selling the Talisman
Dong Bufan took a few deep breaths, and the joy in his heart gradually dissipated. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
He is not ready to break through directly and become the existence of Sanhua Gathering, he wants to precipitate.
Dong Bufan, he doesn't know what his potential is, and he doesn't know how powerful this yin and yang technique is, but if he precipitates more, it will be stronger in the future, even if he can only condense human flowers, it will be stronger than the monk who breaks through directly.
"I don't know, have the people of Ling Jian Sect and the Holy Spirit Valley been in Fang City, it's been more than three years, have they forgotten what happened before?" Dong Bufan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sneer.
If you want to earn spirit stones quickly and quickly, the easiest way is to grab them.
Dong Bufan left here, and after a short time, he came to the market.
More than three years ago, Dong Bufan grabbed two things here, and after so many years, few people remember it.
Even, Dong Bufan has not come out for so many years, and in the hearts of the disciples of Biyou Palace, they have forgotten that in their own sect, there is still one who lives, the sect master of the Ghost Control Sect.
Dong Bufan walked around the market, and after walking around for a long time, his face showed a look of disappointment.
Ling Jian Sect and the disciples of the Holy Spirit Valley, he didn't see any of them.
In the hearts of these disciples, they may have forgotten the events of that year, but in the hearts of the disciples of the Ling Sword Sect and the Holy Spirit Valley, they have not forgotten it.
In particular, Aotian and Shenghai had already ordered that the disciples of the sect should not come here and 'send' spirit stones to Dong Bufan, so although three years had passed, the disciples of the Ling Sword Sect and the Holy Spirit Valley had never come back.
"There's no choice but to sell things. ”
Dong Bufan's face showed a depressed look, thinking about it, what he said was also the sect master of the Ghost Control Sect, and the deputy sect master of this Biyou Palace, but now, he was reduced to selling things here to earn spirit stones.
After Dong Bufan sighed, he began to prepare, and set up a stall in the outermost place.
It's not that he doesn't want to go to the middle place, it's just that it's already full of people, and he can't rob it.
The sound of a rattle sounded here, and countless talismans appeared in front of him, piled up into a small mountain.
At a glance, there are more than 10,000 of them.
Some of these talismans were written by Dong Bufan himself, and some of them were snatched by him from the disciples of Ling Jian Sect.
More than 10,000 talismans were all placed in front of the stall, which instantly caused an uproar, making everyone around look at this side.
You must know that since the establishment of Fang Market to the present, there has not been such a person who has sold so many talismans in one go.
Dong Bufan lay behind with a lazy face, and he didn't sell, just waiting for customers to come to the door.
"This talisman ......"
A young man stepped forward and just wanted to ask Dong Bufan how to sell this talisman, his expression was stunned, because he saw Dong Bufan and saw his deputy sect master of Biyou Palace.
Dong Bufan said lazily: "First-level talismans, twenty pieces of one spirit stone, second-level talismans, five pieces of one spirit stone, third-level talismans, one of two spirit stones, what do you want, take it yourself." ”
The price given by Dong Bufan can be said to be the lowest price here.
Normally, the first-level runes are fifteen pieces of a spirit stone, and the blacker ones are ten, while the second-level runes are about three pieces of a spirit stone.
As for the third-level spirit runes, they were all three spirit stones each.
Dong Bufan is now anxious to earn spirit stones, so he simply sells them at the bottom price, anyway, with his current forbidden manufacturing skills, he uses a spirit stone in exchange for a hundred spirit papers, at least he can write more than ninety, third-level talismans.
Dong Bufan had already thought about it, and after selling all these talismans, he continued to buy spirit paper, and then wrote all the third-level talismans.
When the young man heard this, his expression was suddenly stunned, but he quickly reacted, and as soon as he reacted, he directly plunged into the many talismans and began to look for the third-level talismans.
The third-level talismans are all three spirit stones here, and he bought them directly from Dong Bufan, whether he used them for himself or sold them as soon as he sold them, they were all earned.
After a while, the young man took out twenty third-level talismans from them, honestly took out forty spirit stones, and put them in front of Dong Bufan.
In front of Dong Bufan, he didn't dare to take one more and give one less spirit stone.
Although Dong Bufan looks extremely lazy now, he knows that if he dares to take more, once he is discovered by this deputy sect master, he will be unlucky.
Three years ago, although the matter of Ling Jian Sect and the Holy Spirit Valley had been gradually forgotten by them, when Dong Bufan appeared in front of them, the events of that year resurfaced in their minds again.
The deputy sect master in front of him must not be provoked, otherwise, it will be really troublesome.
As soon as the young man left, a person hurriedly walked over, and he was just on the side when he heard Dong Bufan's offer.
After this young man came here, he didn't have any nonsense, so he directly started looking for the talisman, and his target was also a third-level talisman.
Soon, after handing Dong Bufan sixteen spirit stones, the young man took away eight third-level talismans.
More and more people gathered in front of Dong Bufan's booth and began to choose talismans.
It's so cheap, that's more than the lowest price here.
Gradually, Dong Bufan's matter of selling talismans at a low price here, one by ten, ten by hundred, has been passed out, and it is just a stick of incense, and almost everyone in the entire market knows that there are low-cost talismans for sale here.
"Have you heard, it's the sect master of the Ghost Control Sect, he's selling talismans at a low price!"
"I know, I'm going to buy it, a first-level talisman, a spirit stone twenty, a second-level talisman, a spirit stone five, a third-level talisman, two spirit stones one, this is an unprecedented low price!"
"Yes, let's hurry up, I heard that there are only about 10,000 tickets, we have to hurry. ”
Countless disciples gathered towards Dong Bufan, and even, among these people, there were many disciples who specialized in selling talismans.
And the reason why they went there was only one idea, that is, to buy it from Dong Bufan, and then sell it in the hand.
Only half an hour later, Dong Bufan had no more talismans left in front of him.
Dong Bufan was also stunned by such a fast sales speed.
In half an hour, all of his more than 10,000 talismans were bought, and looking at the faces of the people around him, they all showed unfinished expressions.
"Opportunity, this is an opportunity, I didn't even buy a third-level talisman just now!"
"Hey, I've only bought a third-level talisman here. ”
"Okay, don't talk about it, I just took twenty first-level talismans with my slow hands!"
With such a low price, this has made everyone close to madness.
Dong Bufan glanced at everyone, and then at the large pile of spirit stones piled up in front of him, and he suddenly had a feeling, that is, selling talismans to earn spirit stones is faster than grabbing them......