I saw that the person who came was none other than the Jindan monk that Mo Zhuoyu had come into contact with in the Night Pavilion.

Except for the people who set up stalls in the valley, most of the others did not hide their appearance, so Mo Zhuoyu recognized him at a glance.

However, she did not show any abnormality, and only sat quietly behind the stall, looking at the other party and observing the two things on the stall.

As an alchemist, the other party was obviously more interested in elixir. After glancing at the Hollow Stone, he focused all his attention on the Nebula Mushroom.

The Nebula mushroom, which had been properly preserved in the jade box, was still vivid, and the silver light on the mushroom was unusually eye-catching in the dim night sky.

The other party's eyes stared at the Nebula Mushroom, his brows furrowed, as if he didn't remember for a moment what it was. But after all, he was a monk from the Night Pavilion, and his knowledge was naturally not shallow, and gradually I saw that his face became more and more solemn, and his eyes couldn't help but show joy.

"Nebula Mushroom!"

Mo Zhuoyu saw that the other party's eyes were shining, his eyes were firmly fixed on him, and he knew that he was seeking his own answer, so he nodded and affirmed the other party's thoughts.

Seeing Mo Zhuoyu nodding, the other party finally couldn't control his expression, and his face showed a strong look of joy.

"How many nebula mushrooms do you have?"

The other party looked at the reserve price, and didn't seem to be surprised by the high price, but asked Mo Zhuoyu excitedly. The Nebula Mushroom is just a rare spiritual object for ordinary monks, but for alchemists, it is an extremely precious treasure.

It can increase the rate of formation of any pill, and this effect is difficult for any alchemist to refuse. Especially the higher-level alchemists, because the more difficult the pills to refine, the more they crave strange spiritual objects such as Nebula mushrooms.

Mo Zhuoyu knew the other party's excited mood, and did not deliberately make things difficult, but said lightly, "The reserve price is five thousand spirit stones, and there are ten in total." ”

Hearing that Mo Zhuoyu actually had so much, the other party's expression instantly became more excited. But in the end, it was a Jindan monk, but he controlled his emotions in a moment, took the bidding list next to the bidding box, pondered for a while, and carefully wrote his own price.

Seeing the figure of the other party leaving, Mo Zhuoyu silently guessed the other party's price in her heart, because she didn't know the value of the Nebula Mushroom in the Dusi Continent, so the reserve price was not very high. But since the other party knows the value of Nebula mushrooms, I believe that the price will not be low.

After the Jindan monk of the Night Pavilion left, several more people came to see it and bid for it. However, most of them were interested in nebula mushrooms, and only one or two of them put a price tag on the hollow stone. And looking at that casual look, I think it's just a casual price, not a look that I want to get.

Although there is no teleportation array in the Dusi Continent, the role of the hollow stone is reduced by more than half, but since there are space magic weapons such as storage bags, Mo Zhuoyu is not worried that there is no market for the hollow stone.

As the night wore on, the golden sun shone in from above the valley, and there was more traffic in the valley than it had been the previous night. The monks, who should have been far away, also arrived gradually.

After Mo Zhuoyu sat in the stall boredly, most of the day passed, and just as she was about to close the stall and leave, two more monks finally arrived.

This look made Mo Zhuoyu stiffen all over.

The two of them are a Jindan monk and a foundation building monk, but these two Mo Zhuoyu are no strangers. Especially that Jindan monk, it turned out to be Wu Wen, the city lord of Shali City, who Mo Zhuoyu had escaped under his hands!

Mo Zhuoyu didn't know if the other party still remembered her appearance, but fortunately, now that she was wearing the cloak of the Night Pavilion Hair, she slowly relaxed. Pretending to be lazy and caring for others, he still tilted his head, as if he was immersed in his own thoughts.

Wu Wen didn't know if he recognized Mo Zhuoyu, he was very interested in the hollow stone on the stall.

"There is a hollow stone exposed!"

With a slight sigh, he motioned to Monk Zhuji to take a bidding slip and mark a price for the hollow stone.

The hollow stone Mo Zhuoyu sold a little more, there were fifty pieces, and the reserve price of each grain was one thousand spirit stones.

Mo Zhuoyu once inquired that there were no hollow stones directly sold on the market in the Dusi Continent, combined with what Wu Wen had inadvertently said just now, Mo Zhuoyu guessed that the hollow stones in the Dusi Continent should have been controlled.

However, a hollow stone can basically make hundreds, the lowest-level storage bags. The price of storage bags in the Dusi Continent is generally more expensive, even the worst, and it costs dozens of hundreds of spirit stones, and Mo Zhuoyu's bottom grid can be said to be very low.

Wu Wen and the others didn't seem to recognize Mo Zhuoyu at all, and after bidding the price, they didn't stop for long, and turned to leave.

But after this experience, Mo Zhuoyu couldn't sit still. Since the other party also participated in this secret shooting, the longer she stays, the more dangerous it becomes, so it is better to leave early.

However, Mo Zhuoyu was just about to pack up and leave, but the stall welcomed guests again.

This time, it turned out to be a Yuanying monk, Mo Zhuoyu instantly became serious and seriously dealt with the other party's question.

The other party was dressed ordinarily, and the spiritual power of his whole body was retracted, without revealing the slightest coercion, and he didn't look like an evil cultivator at all, but Mo Zhuoyu became more and more jealous.

Fortunately, the other party only seemed to be interested in the things on the stall, especially the hollow stone, and after the other party asked the reserve price, he directly bid for the price.

Looking at the other party's departing figure, Mo Zhuoyu took a breath before packing up the things on the stall, turning around to find the patrol in the valley and going through the procedures for ending the secret shooting.

The stall owner of the secret auction can end the sale at any time, just hand over the things sold and the price box to the patrolman, and the other party will naturally give the spirit stone to the stall owner and hand over the things to the one with the highest price.

However, after Mo Zhuoyu inquired, he learned that the gray stone he bought for mint had not yet ended the bidding, so he still couldn't leave. I had to wander around the valley to pass the time.

Because he was in a hurry, although Mo Zhuoyu also saw a few things he was interested in, he didn't mark the price arbitrarily.

Seeing the sky gradually darkening, Mo Zhuoyu walked out of the valley again, thinking that the stall owner should also end the sale!

Sure enough, this time did not disappoint Mo Zhuoyu, after coming to the exit of the valley and handing over the jade pendant to the other party's director, he was told that the bidding for the gray stone had ended, and Mo Zhuoyu won the bid unexpectedly.

After handing over what he had sold, and subtracting the cost of buying gray stones, Mo Zhuoyu still earned 130,000 spirit stones.

This spirit stone is nothing compared to the spiritual objects in Mo Zhuoyu's storage bag, but it is already a huge amount of money for ordinary Jindan monks. Mo Zhuoyu couldn't help but sigh that although Yu Du's secret realm was full of dangers, it really filled the gap of her poor cultivation resources.

After settling the account, Mo Zhuoyu didn't stop any longer, turned around and quickly left the valley.