After Wang Changsheng closed the door of the house, the middle-aged woman stretched out a palm and pressed it against the wall on the left side, triggering the prohibition of the room, and then sat down on a stone chair.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng nodded and sat opposite the middle-aged woman.

"The concubine is red, and I don't know what to call my friend," the middle-aged woman introduced herself.

"Chen Hua," Wang Changsheng casually reported a pseudonym.

Kong Hong's sleeves flicked, and a set of exquisite tea sets appeared on the stone table, she drank herself Wang Changsheng poured a cup of tea each, and said with a smile: "Chen Daoyou, this is our Wuyuan County's special spirit tea Wuling Tea, Daoyou can taste it." ”

Wang Changsheng shook his head, frowned, and said, "Kong Daoyou, let's talk about business first! Tea can be drunk later." ”

Seeing this situation, Kong Hong was not reluctant, and after drinking all the tea in his hand, he said: "I don't know what kind of Tianji House you want to buy, like this low-level Tianji House, you only need more than 100 spirit stones, and the high-level ones depend on the attached prohibition, the price ranges from 1,000 spirit stones to tens of thousands of spirit stones, if Chen Daoyou doesn't like this shape, there are towers, pavilions, mansions and other shapes, and even small cave-like Tianji houses." ”

When Wang Changsheng heard this, his face was a little moved, when he was in a hurry, sometimes he would inevitably have to sleep in the wilderness, if there was a room like this, it would undoubtedly be much more convenient.

After thinking about it carefully, Wang Changsheng opened his mouth and asked, "I don't know how many spirit stones are needed for the cave-shaped Heavenly Machine House." ”

"Fifty thousand spirit stones. ”

"What, 50,000 spirit stones," Wang Changsheng was taken aback by this price, and he couldn't get 50,000 spirit stones even if he sold everything on his body.

"Daoist friends don't have to be surprised, this price is not set by us, the Tianji House is made by the Tianji Pavilion, the cave-shaped Tianji House is not something we can buy at all, even if the spirit stone is produced, the Tianji Pavilion will not be sold, as far as I know, the cave-shaped Tianji House, the Tianji Pavilion has not made many of them, most of them are sold to those old monsters in the infancy stage, and the foundation-building monks like us can buy a low-level Tianji House. ”

Wang Changsheng nodded, this kind of cave-shaped Tianji House is indeed not something he can touch, it is not bad to buy a low-level Tianji House, maybe it will come in handy at some time, but before that, he needs to dispose of some things on his body.

"There are some things in my hands, I don't know if Kong Daoyou is willing to buy them," After speaking, Wang Changsheng took out a storage item and threw it on the stone table.

Kong Hong was not polite, opened the storage bag, poured down, and a large number of things immediately appeared in the stone house.

Seeing the things on the ground, a look of surprise flashed in Kong Hong's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal and counted them one by one.

After a quarter of an hour, Kong Hong retracted his gaze, groaned slightly, and said: "Chen Daoyou, our Kong family is willing to buy these things for eight thousand spirit stones, I don't know what the friendship will be." ”

"Eight thousand spirit stones?" Wang Changsheng's muttering voice came from the cloak, and listening to his words, he didn't seem to be very satisfied with the price.

"Chen Daoyou, this price is not low, after all, there are some things in it that may not see the light of day, we have to transport them to a far away place to sell, besides, a few magic weapons are also a little damaged, eight thousand spirit stones are already very favorable," Kong Hong shook his head and pointed to the things on the ground and explained.

"Hmph, it's not the first day that Chen has done this kind of thing, eight thousand spirit stones are indeed too few, I remember, it's not just your Kong family doing this business here! If I show these things to the Nangong family and the Wu family, they must be interested," Wang Changsheng snorted lightly through the cloak, and said with some dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, Kong Hong's face changed slightly, and after a moment of silence, she spoke: "Add another three hundred spirit stones." ”

"Five hundred. ”

"Five hundred is too much, four hundred. ”

"Deal," Wang Changsheng's face showed a smile, with these eight thousand four hundred spirit stones, he would definitely be able to buy dozens of hundred-year-old elixirs, he immediately thought of something, and then added: "By the way, I want a low-level Heavenly Machine House, and the rest, just give me the spirit stones!"

"There will be a lot of good things to auction at the auction, since Daoist friends are here, don't miss it!" Kong Hong said as he used an empty storage bag to put all the things on the ground in, and then took out eighty-three middle-grade spirit stones and a low-level Heavenly Machine House.

After Wang Changsheng confirmed that the number of spirit stones was correct, he put away the spirit stones and the Tianji House, pushed open the door of the stone house and walked out.

There are a lot of stalls in the square, and there are a variety of goods for sale, such as talismans, magic weapons, pills, elixirs and other immortal cultivation items, and even the array flag of the formation has a set, but it is only the formation of the Five Elements Mystery Array Array, this formation only has the effect of trapping the enemy with psychedelic illusion, it is very simple, and anyone who knows a little bit of formation knowledge can easily break it, and can barely trap the monks of the Qi refining period for a period of time, as for the foundation building monks, it is basically impossible.

However, even so, the monks of the scattered cultivators or small sects were still very interested in this set of array flags, but in the face of the sky-high price of three hundred spirit stones, they could only be daunted.

There are many goods on the stall, all kinds of things, there are many strange things Wang Changsheng has never seen, but he just glanced at it and walked away, for him, more than a hundred years of elixir is worth his shot.

There are two ways to trade, one is to buy with spirit stones, and the other is to barter.

There were elixirs for sale on the stalls, but most of them were elixirs under a hundred years, and after shopping for an hour, Wang Changsheng only bought more than ten hundred-year-old elixirs, which made him somewhat disappointed.

However, he also understood that the hundred-year elixir was relatively rare, and these small sect monks or casual cultivators occasionally obtained the hundred-year elixir, most of which were sold to big merchants, and rarely placed on small stalls for sale.

Fortunately, there are a lot of stalls in the square, and if you go around for a long time, you can still find a hundred-year-old elixir, and the hundred-year-old elixir on these stalls is more than ten spirit stones more expensive than the ones on the market, Wang Changsheng didn't care, and bought them one by one.

After turning around, Wang Changsheng found that if there were more onlookers, the value of the goods displayed would be higher, so he walked to those places with a lot of people.

"Hey, why are there so many people?" Wang Changsheng sighed lightly and muttered to himself.

Following his gaze, more than thirty immortal cultivators gathered in front of a small stall, and pointed at the stall, because there were too many people around him, and all kinds of bargaining sounds, Wang Changsheng couldn't hear what those people were talking about.

Seeing this, his heart moved, and he walked over quickly.

The stall owner is a young girl with clear eyebrows, who looks to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, but she is a foundation building monk, and the girl's clothes have a pattern of purple peaks, and those who have a little insight know that this is the mark of Zixia Mountain, a great sect of cultivating immortals.

Zixia Mountain, created by Zixia Fairy, the disciples are all female monks, this sect accepts disciples, in addition to qualifications and gender, there are also high requirements for appearance, and ugly people can't enter this sect at all.

Wang Changsheng could barely see the goods on the stall clearly through the gap between the crowd.

The stall is full of talismans, fireball talismans, water arrow talismans, wind blade talismans and other primary talismans, in addition to these primary talismans, there is also a rectangular yellow wooden box, next to the wooden box stands a wooden sign, on which a line of words is clearly written:

"Four hundred years of Wuyang ginseng, in exchange for a high-level talisman pen. ”

Seeing the words on the wooden sign, Wang Changsheng suddenly realized, he finally knew why there were so many people around this stall.

To be honest, the elixir of four hundred years, even the monks of the Yudan period would be tempted when they saw it, let alone these monks of the foundation building period, but the stall owner made it clear that in exchange for a high-level talisman pen, it would be a little difficult to do.

The talisman pen, which is only used by talismans, is not common, and most of them are low- and middle-grade ones, and as for the high-level talisman pens, they are no less rare than rune treasures, so it's no wonder that they can't make a deal.

For a talisman maker, if the mana is insufficient, forcibly drawing a talisman with a high-level talisman pen will not only not increase the talisman rate, but will reduce the talisman rate.

And because the talisman maker is distracted from cultivating talisman making, most of his cultivation is not high, nine times out of ten they are in the qi refining period, there are not many talisman makers who can enter the foundation building period, and as for the talisman master in the Dan period, it is even more rare, so that even if there are refiners who create high-level talisman pens, it is difficult to sell them, and over time, high-level talisman pens rarely appear on the market.

Others don't have it, it doesn't mean that Wang Changsheng doesn't have it, the talisman technique of Taiqing Palace is famous in the Great Song Dynasty immortal cultivation world, and the number of talisman makers far exceeds that of other immortal cultivation forces, therefore, high-level talisman pens can still be obtained in Taiqing Palace, and it just so happens that Wang Changsheng has a high-level talisman pen that has not been used.

Xu Yi gave Wang Changsheng a talisman pen, but it was only a middle-level talisman pen, but Zhao Xiaoshan was more generous and gave him a high-grade talisman pen as a gift, because of the strange treasure of the magic pen, Wang Changsheng has never used it.

When Wang Changsheng exchanged talisman making experience with other talisman makers in the sect, he heard a certain talisman master say that the brush hair of a high-level talisman pen is at least the neck hair of a fourth-level demon beast, and as for the pen shaft, it can only be at least three hundred years or more of a spirit bamboo, and a four-hundred-year-old elixir, the price ranges from six hundred spirit stones to eight hundred spirit stones.

If Wang Changsheng didn't guess wrong, this woman should be a talisman maker, and she had to practice the drawing of intermediate talisman seals, otherwise she wouldn't be able to use a high-level talisman pen.

Although the girl was watched by so many people, her face did not change in the slightest, in addition to the identity of the disciple of Zixia Mountain, the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building was also one of the dependencies of this woman.

The girl shook her head from time to time, and her lips occasionally squirmed a few times, obviously using sound transmission to communicate with other immortal cultivators, but the wooden box was still well placed in the stall, and it was obvious that no one could take out a high-level talisman pen.

"This fairy, I am willing to exchange a high-level flying magic weapon with you, but I can't do it, I will pay eight hundred spirit stones to buy this Wuyang ginseng," a thin middle-aged man said with some excitement, looking at the wooden box on the stall with fiery eyes.

Most people communicate with each other by means of telephony, but they don't want others to know the details of the transaction, but this one is a good person, and he shouts out his offer, as if he is not worried about being targeted by the monk with bad intentions.

However, some people noticed that there was a scroll pattern on the left chest of the middle-aged man, which was the family emblem of the Confucian family, one of the organizers of the Lingzhi Conference, and the middle-aged man was a child of the Confucian family.

The girl also discovered the identity of the middle-aged man, her willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she was about to say something, when a voice full of disdain suddenly sounded: "Hmph, a high-level flying magic weapon wants to exchange for a four-hundred-year-old Wuyang ginseng, this is too stingy!"

As soon as the words fell, a young man in white with handsome facial features and a red folding fan in his hand squeezed in from the crowd, and beside the young man in white, there were several young men and women, all of whom had a wave pattern on their clothes.

"Nangong Lang, it's you, why don't you stay in your Bishuitan to cultivate, why are you running here," Seeing the young man in white, the middle-aged man's face suddenly sank, and his gaze was quite unkind.

"Hmph, do I need to consult with you where I go?" but you, a defeated man, dare to wander around," said the young man in white with a sneering face.

"Your men are defeated! Your skin is thicker," a woman in white said with a grin.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face alternated between red and white, he was indeed not the opponent of the young man in white, but in front of everyone's eyes, he was naturally unwilling to admit that he was inferior to the other party, and this was not his personal face, but the face of the family.

He hurriedly retorted: "Hmph, last time I just entered the middle stage of foundation building, and the realm was not yet stable, so I lost to you, I have the ability to find a place, let's fight again, this time, I will never lose to you." ”

"Okay, just let me see the power of your Kong family's Haoran Jue, but before that, there are still some things to deal with," After speaking, the young man in white smiled at the girl and said, "This fairy, I am willing to exchange two bottles of Gathering Spirit Pill for your Wuyang ginseng, I don't know what the fairy wants." ”

Hearing this, the girl's face was a little moved, and after a little thought, she shook her head and said calmly: "No, I just want a high-level talisman pen, except for the high-level talisman pen, I don't want anything else." ”

Seeing this, the young man in white frowned, and was about to open his mouth to increase the price, when a man's voice came from behind him: "There is a high-level talisman pen below, I don't know if it is in line with the fairy's wishes." ”

As soon as the words fell, a man wearing a cloak squeezed in, it was Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng originally intended to wait for the crowd to disperse and then talk to the girl, but the children of the Kong family and the Nangong family both bidd, and even he was a little tempted by the things given, if he didn't open his mouth again, this four-hundred-year-old Wuyang ginseng might have to be bought.

"This fellow Daoist, I am willing to use a thousand spirit stones to buy the high-grade talisman pen in your hand, how about it," the white-clothed young man looked at Wang Changsheng who was wearing a cloak and said in a deep voice.

"I'm sorry, there is no shortage of spirit stones below," Wang Changsheng shook his head, handed a rectangular wooden box to the girl, and motioned for her to watch.

The girl opened the wooden box and saw that there was a silver brush with a length of a ruler in the wooden box, and the whole body was glowing with a faint aura, which was quite extraordinary.

Seeing this scene, a flash of joy flashed in the girl's eyes, and she said: "Yes, it's a high-level talisman pen, I want this high-level talisman pen, and this Wuyang ginseng belongs to you," After speaking, she handed the yellow wooden box on the stall to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng took the wooden box, opened it, glanced at it and quickly closed it, the whole process was very short, but a strong medicinal fragrance still spread, and the immortal cultivators who smelled this medicinal fragrance suddenly felt refreshed.