Behind a stall, a lean-looking young man with a mustache saw Shen Yun approaching, and hurriedly greeted him enthusiastically: "This fellow Daoist, do you want to buy some talismans or blank talisman paper?"

Shen Yun stopped to take a look when he heard this, and saw that in addition to stacks of blank rune paper, there were dozens of finished runes on the stall.

There are "Fireball Talismans", "Wind Blade Talismans", "Water Arrow Talismans", etc., all of which are beginner-level talismans, as long as one spirit stone;

There are also several Five Elements Defense Talismans, but they require one of the five spirit stones.

couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly, his defensive talismans were all given by Shi Qiulan, and he had never mentioned the spirit stone, but he didn't want it to be so expensive, and the thought of consuming so many defensive talismans in the ancient tomb suddenly hurt secretly.

The mustache tongue was like a lotus, and he kept preaching how his goods were cheap and beautiful, but when he saw Shen Yun shaking his head and walking away, he looked depressed again, and secretly scolded the poor ghost.

After taking a look, Shen Yun noticed that most of the stalls were selling low-grade raw materials.

In addition to demon beast materials, the most are all kinds of spirit herbs and elixirs.

Occasionally, I saw finished pills for sale, and there were only the marrow cleansing pill and Pei Yuan Dan, and Pei Yuan Dan actually asked for two spirit stones.

There are also finished magic weapons for sale, but most of them are attack magic weapons, or low-grade magic weapons that are not eye-catching at all, with a price tag of five spirit stones.

Shen Yun stopped in front of a stall and looked at one of the objects curiously, it was a gray-black cloth bag, the size of a storage bag, faintly visible black qi seeping out, winding and circling, looking evil and weird.

A three-inch yellow piece of birch wood sits next to it, with the name and price of the object written on it.

Shen Yun looked curious, pointed to this treasure called the Demon Soul Bag, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, what is this for?"

The thin-faced stall owner opened his eyes when he heard this, glanced at Shen Yun with ignorance, and squeezed out a sentence: "Store the magic pet." So he closed his eyes and wandered away.

Shen Yun touched his chin, feeling embarrassed. Is it a magic pet, I think it's a pet caught by a monster, and it's similar to a spirit animal?

Seeing that the stall owner still had a spirit beast bag on sale, he considered buying one, but after looking at the price and pondering for a while, he decided that Xue Ling still lived in his sleeve pocket temporarily, which was more suitable.

I saw seven or eight people in front of me surrounding a stall, noisy, so I also squeezed over to see the excitement.

A strong man stall owner with a beard was sneering: "This golden armor centipede egg, once hatched, its strength is comparable to that of a Linglan Realm monk, and it can reach the strength of Linglan Realm when it is an adult, and it is only three hundred spirit stones, where is it expensive?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the pale-faced young man opposite, with a look of disdain: "Once the spirit beast recognizes its master, it will not be afraid of death, and maybe it will save your life one day." ”

Shen Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at it, it turned out that what was being sold was a golden centipede egg, which was full of vitality.

"However, arranging the Imperial Beast Circle to recognize the Lord will be in vain if it fails. The pale-faced young man sighed softly.

"Hmph, everyone knows that the chance of this beast egg recognizing the owner is as high as eighty percent, if you are so unlucky, what can I do. The bearded stall owner glanced at him and laughed.

The Imperial Beast Circle is actually a kind of god-controlling magic array, which can force the demon beast to recognize itself as the master, once the ritual is successful, the demon beast will become the monk's spiritual pet, and will not betray for life, and even the owner can force the spiritual pet to explode and hurt the enemy.

Obviously, adult demon beasts are very resistant to this kind of god-controlling ritual, and it is almost difficult to successfully recognize the master.

Therefore, most monks, if they want to raise spirit pets, usually only choose young beasts or eggs, so that the success rate is much higher.

Although the beard is out of the blue, but three hundred spirit stones, for most monks, is undoubtedly sky-high, can only see, where can they afford it.

Shen Yun is the same, he feels fresh when he sees everything, but what he really wants to buy is nothing.

After looking at it for a while, he turned around and left.

As time passed, the number of people at the trade fair gradually increased.

"Deng Daoyou, how about the six spirit stones of this treasure flower brewing formula?" a middle-aged monk in a splendid purple robe in front of him asked politely.

Shen Yun stepped forward and took a look, it was actually the brewing formula for selling spirit wine, with a price tag of ten spirit stones.

Spirit wine is a good thing, and if you don't have enough mana in battle, you can take a sip, and replenishing your mana can recover much faster than holding a spirit stone in your hand. It's just too expensive, and if you count it, nearly ten spirit stones will be gone.

"No way. The blue-shirted stall owner shook his head slightly, and a small "Deng" character was embroidered on his sleeve.

Shen Yun of the Deng family has heard of it, and it is said that he is good at cultivating spiritual tea and brewing spiritual wine.

In addition to the brewing recipe, there is indeed a recipe for cultivating and brewing spiritual tea on the stall, but it also requires five spirit stones.

Shen Yun sighed secretly, just copying it, it would cost so many spirit stones, it was too expensive.

Suddenly, there was a commotion all around, and I saw many monks walking quickly towards the north, forming a flow of people, and even some stallholders quickly put away their goods and ran along.

Shen Yunzheng was secretly surprised, only to hear someone nearby urging: "Old Wu, let's sell it later, let's start." ”

"What's the hurry, there are duels every day. Lao Wu's impatient voice came.

"This time it's different, there are Xiong family monks participating in the battle, you hurry up. ”

Shen Yun was not calm when he heard this, and immediately turned around and ran in the direction of the ring.

It's only the first day, and there are people dueling? What I don't understand is that someone is actually looking for the stubble of the Xiong family, isn't this a tiger whisker?