Chapter 210: Ghost Market (3)
"Yan Yan can buy it at will. Xiao Yuchen lowered his head, approached Feng Yanyan's ear, and said softly.
Feng Qianyan's big eyes blinked, and he smiled whimsily: "Good!"
So, Feng Qianyan began to buy elixirs and inner pills from stall to stall. After a while, the behavior of the two shocked the stalls in the ghost market. I saw that the little one, every time he arrived at a stall, he began to point at all kinds of elixirs and Neidan, asking for prices, bargaining, and stretching out his hand. The taller one in the back just kept repeating one action: take out the silver ticket and hand it over. Then, the little man took the silver ticket, paid for it, received it, and left.
An hour later, the elixir and inner pill on the stalls in the entire ghost market were almost wiped out by the wind. The stall owners who sold elixirs and inner pills almost all went home happily, and the stalls became sparse, and the hall immediately seemed empty.
It is said that shopping is a woman's day, and after a trench purchase, Feng Qianyan suddenly felt refreshed and began to casually browse the remaining stalls.
Walking past a stall, the Shenlong Ding in the space suddenly let out a buzz.
"Huh?" Feng Qian stopped in confusion and turned his head to look at the stall.
It is a small stall selling groceries, and a simple one-meter-square coarse cloth is laid on the floor, on which dozens of knick-knacks are placed.
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"There's something good here?" said Feng Qianyan and Shen Long Ding with his divine sense.
"Hum-" Shenlong Ding's response came from the sea of knowledge.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yuchen asked in a low voice.
"Nothing, just take a look. Feng Qianyan walked to the stall and squatted down, picked it up casually and looked at it.
The stall owner was wearing a black robe, with a big hood covering most of his face, and he kept his head down, so he couldn't see his face, and he could only judge that it was a man from the material.
There were a few copper containers on the coarse cloth, and Feng Qiyan picked them up and looked at them. When he picked up a palm-sized bronze vessel that looked like an incense burner, the Shenlong Ding let out a few rapid hums.
It seems that this is it. Feng put it down quietly, and continued to pick up the others one by one and look at them.
In the middle of the stall lay five irregularly shaped stone slabs slightly larger than the palm of the hand, which appeared to be broken into a single piece, with some strange words engraved on them. The moment Feng Qianyan's fingers touched, he felt a vast and ethereal feeling coming from his fingertips.
"What is this?" asked Feng Qianyan, pointing to the stone slab.
"I don't know. A low, old voice came from under the huge hood.
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"I don't know, so how do you sell it?"
"Don't sell, just change. ”
"For what?" asked Feng Qianyan.
"A hundred high-grade Gathering Spirit Pills. The stall owner did not move, and replied lightly.
One hundred!
Feng Tianyan was shocked when he heard this, the market price of a Gathering Spirit Pill was about seven or eight hundred thousand, wouldn't a hundred of them cost seventy or eighty million taels of silver!?
looked up at Xiao Yuchen who was standing next to him, and saw him shaking his head almost inaudibly.
Feng Qianyan stretched out his hand to pick up a stone slab and felt it carefully: the vast breath actually had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
After thinking about it again, Feng Qianyan decided to buy it. The Gathering Spirit Pill can also be refined, but these mysterious stone slabs, her intuition tells her that if she misses it, she will definitely regret it.
"A hundred high-grade Gathering Spirit Pills, right?" Feng Qianyan took out a bottle of Gathering Spirit Pill and handed it to the stall owner.
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