Autumn is high and cool, and osmanthus is fragrant.

On the morning of the fifth day of the fair, Shen Yun came to the trading area again.

Nowadays, there are more people setting up stalls, and more than half of the stalls are densely packed, and there are fewer monks buying, so there is a lot less noise of watching and bargaining, and it seems much cleaner.

A few days ago, Shen Yun had been drilling in the room, practicing the spirit introduction and spirit sealing hand duel. It is easy to attract spirits, but the spirit sealing technique is a little more difficult than the Five Elements Prohibition, and it cannot be mastered quickly.

In the end, he had to give up the practice, thinking about getting rid of some of the magic weapons he didn't use.

After all, refining the array talisman is not an overnight thing, not to mention that as Shi Jin said, there may be unexpected difficulties.

After visiting nearly half of the stalls, the only thing that made him a little excited was a fire attribute medium-grade magic weapon, which asked for twenty-five spirit stones, but in the end he shook his head and was reluctant to buy it.

Moved to a more empty area and planned to set up a stall.

Suddenly, there was a stall in front of him, and an item caught Shen Yun's attention.

It was a palm-sized, beige trapezoidal thing that looked plain.

"Array?" sighed in his heart and stepped forward quickly.

I can see it completely clearly, and I can't help but feel a little disappointed, this is only half of the array disk, it seems to be half of the sharp magic weapon, and the incision is extremely smooth.

The style is simple, and it has been some years. For some reason, the divine sense probed the past, and vaguely felt a sense of familiarity.

"Dao friendly eyes, this old man has gone through a lot of hardships and found it from an ancient ruin. The stall owner saw a blue-shirted young man stop, looked at the half of the array with a curious face, and hurriedly opened his mouth to bewitch.

Shen Yun glanced at the stall owner, and saw that the other party was a middle-aged monk with a shrewd face, so he replied casually: "It's a pity that it's only half a piece." ”

"If it's complete, how can it be sold? The middle-aged monk said with a smile.

Shen Yun nodded slightly, the Eight Sect Phantom Star Array on his body, even if he couldn't use it for the time being, he wouldn't sell it.

"Childe's qi is magnificent, he must be proficient in formations, and he plans to buy an array disk for research, right?"

Seeing that Shen Yun was noncommittal, the middle-aged monk showed a hint of cunning, and said bewildermently again: "Although this cannot be arranged, it is used for research, but it is no different from a complete one, after all, the prohibition on it is intact." ”

Shen Yun was curious in his heart, this monk is shrewd, I didn't look at the array plate a few times, I knew that I wanted to buy it and study the prohibition?

His face remained silent, and he asked lightly: "I don't know you, what price does this half of the array sell for?" The voice deliberately fell a little heavier on the word "half a piece".

"Daoist friends seem to have a fate with this array, and if you sincerely want it, even if it is fifty spirit stones. The middle-aged monk smiled pretending to be cheerful, but his attention was on Shen Yun's face.

Fifty spirit stones? This will cost Shen Yun's old life, his face turned cold, and he scolded secretly in his heart, a broken scrap will cost fifty spirit stones, why don't you grab it.

Suddenly, he lost even the interest in polite greetings, turned around and left.

"Childe, don't leave in a hurry, the price is negotiable. The middle-aged monk stood up anxiously, just now he clearly saw that Shen Yun was very interested, why did the situation take a turn for the worse as soon as he opened the price, and he didn't pay back the counteroffer, and ran away.

"No need, keep it and sell it to someone who is destined. For the sake of the other party's fourth layer of spiritual silence, Shen Yun replied, not forgetting to take the opportunity to lose it.

The middle-aged monk knew that there was no play, and sighed and sat down.

Shen Yun didn't go far, so he found an empty stall in front of him, planning to set up a stall to sell his goods.

The stone tables and chairs of the stall are all white stone carvings of Yishui, with exquisite workmanship, and the back of the chair is also engraved with the ornament of the Xiong family.

Shen Yun sat down, "crunched", opened the drawer under the table, and looked at the pen and ink and wooden cards prepared for price marking.

I thought about it again with the yellow birch card, but I forgot it, threw the wooden card into the drawer, and closed it.

Start taking out the things for sale, think about it, there is a green turtle shield is basically enough, and the umbrella-shaped magic weapon will be sold, forty spirit stones. I recalled that when I was experimenting with the Soul Thorn, the bronze mirror magic weapon was pierced by the main thorn, and I felt a pain in my flesh as soon as it fell directly into the dust.

"Forty spirit stones, just like that. He muttered and regretted that he really shouldn't have tried anything in the first place, who knew that the main thorn was so sharp and domineering.