Beilong City arranged a lot of monks in the early stage of Qi cultivation to help take care of the storefront, and they often only needed a dozen spirit stones to hire them for three days.

Zhang Yuanhao even paid the rent of five hundred spirit stones a day, so naturally he didn't care about this little money.

......

Spiritual sense swept through the stalls, and Zhang Yuanhao couldn't help but pout as he walked on the crowded streets.

It's terrible!

What kind of stuff is this? A gray plaster pill is set up on the stall and says it is an ancient elixir, a tattered long sword, something that is not even a pseudo-magic weapon is also said to be an ancient magic weapon, and a roll of paper that exudes a peculiar smell says that it is a treasure map of the immortal family......

It's not the first time I've seen these things, but every year in the past. A group of miserable friars set up a non-rent booth in the corner at random, and randomly took something and put it on it and marked the price arbitrarily. Of course, not everything is fake, and monks with high eyesight are likely to pick up leaks, and Zhang Yuanhao once picked them up.

Therefore, he would come to the stalls every year to have a look, and if he didn't know what he would miss, he would miss it.

However, after walking on the street full of stalls for more than a quarter of an hour, I didn't find anything valuable, but I saw many stunned young people stupidly buying some legendary ancient magic weapon elixir.

Shaking his head, he continued to walk down the street. Everywhere the spiritual consciousness passed, there were patches of gray qi luck seeds, and there was not even a single one with green qi.

"Huh!"

Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual sense swept wildly, and suddenly found a monk carrying a cyan qi luck seed on his body, which was as conspicuous as a little red among the ten thousand flowers.

"Extraordinary!"

I saw that this person had a strong head, and although there was decadence between his eyebrows, he couldn't hide his vicissitudes of temperament. At this moment, he was half-crouching, fiddling with a few strange-looking magic weapons on the stall in front of him.

To be honest, if it weren't for the difference in luck, Zhang Yuanhao really wouldn't have seen any difference between this person and others. It's probably just a little higher on the forehead and a little more obscene in the eyes.

Seeing Zhang Yuanhao's eyes looking at his side, a fine light burst out in this person's eyes: "This lord, at first glance, you are the dragon among people!

Zhang Yuanhao's body trembled slightly, this is the one in a million cyan luck?

The man saw that Zhang Yuanhao seemed to be moved, and said: "My lord, if you don't need a magic weapon, there are also the invincible martial arts "Creation Immortal Formula" that has been spread from the fairy world and the Nine Turns Golden Pill of the fairy world elixir!"

Zhang Yuanhao looked at the so-called "Creation Immortal Formula" and the Nine Turns Golden Pill, and found that it was nothing more than a tattered booklet and a golden bead.

As soon as his spiritual sense moved, the corners of Zhang Yuanhao's mouth twitched slightly.

What is the "Recipe for Creation and Immortality", this is a map of the spring palace in the mortal world, okay? And this bead, are you sure it is not a gold bead plated with iron beads, not even pure gold.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual sense probed a dusty wooden box and found that his spiritual sense couldn't penetrate it, which made him take a second look.

The man's face was happy: "My lord has good eyesight, this is a medicine box refined by ancient immortals with immortal wood, which is used to hold the elixir, and it is contaminated with a trace of immortal energy, if it is ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, how many spirit stones!"

Zhang Yuanhao waved his hand impatiently and asked.

"Uh... One... No, two hundred?"

The man swallowed and asked tentatively.

Zhang Yuanhao glanced at him, which made the latter tremble, and immediately changed his words: "One hundred! one hundred!"

Whoa!

A pile of spirit stones was thrown out of the storage bag by Zhang Yuanhao, and the aura lingered, dazzling and dazzling, piled up on the ground.

"It's... This..."

The man stared at the pile of spirit stones, his eyes burning with a blazing flame.

"Two hundred spirit stones, I want it!"

As he spoke, Zhang Yuanhao picked up the wooden box on the ground and walked away without looking back.

Sure enough, I picked up a big leak!

Zhang Yuanhao suppressed the excitement in his heart, walked quickly to a corner where no one was, and looked at it carefully.

As soon as this wooden box was taken away by him, the cyan luck on that person's body immediately decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming swarthy and indistinct from everyone. And the luck seed on his Zhang Yuanhao's body instantly turned from black to green and became vibrant.

The quaint material, the mysterious texture, and the impenetrable wood made of the spiritual sense, Zhang Yuanhao didn't see a flower when he looked left and right, so he had to put the wooden box in the storage bag, ready to wait until he returned to the sect to study it.

Along the way, I still found a lot of things, although it is far less than the harvest of this wooden box, but it is not bad.

Walking a street of several kilometers from beginning to end, it is better to say that there are tens of thousands of stalls, Zhang Yuanhao has been constantly using his spiritual sense to investigate, and he is also a little tired.

Let's take a look at the storefront!

Zhang Yuanhao thought in his heart, so he walked to the nearest storefront, where there were many people around.

"Hey, that's a lot of stuff!"

Zhang Yuanhao looked at the miscellaneous items piled up on several wooden tabletops, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

It was supposed to be a façade that several monks rented together, and sold things together.

Zhang Yuanhao judged this way, while observing a list hanging on the wall.

Iron Xuanshi, the price is 500 spirit stones, the price is 1,500 spirit stones, the price is 1,500 spirit stones, the price is 5,000 spirit stones, the price is 5,000 spirit stones, the price is 1,500 spirit stones, the price is 1,500 spirit stones, the price is 1,500 spirit stones, the price is a dozen magic talismans, the price is 800 spirit stones, and the price is 500 spirit stones......

Things are very complicated, and they are classified and varied, Zhang Yuanhao saw a few things that he needed, and the price was fair and reasonable, so he bought it immediately.

His net worth is quite rich, and he has hoarded more than seventy or eighty thousand spirit stones, and some casual cultivators in the same realm are about twenty or thirty thousand spirit stones even if they break their heads. If it weren't for Zhang Yuanhao's constant search for the spirit stones of the disciples of the Kekou Sect, he would probably have a little more than them.

In the trade fairs over the years, Zhang Yuanhao's predecessors have been making small fights, and they haven't spent many spirit stones, but they have also sold a lot of things here, making a small profit, and leaving all the spirit stones they have looted over the years to Zhang Yuanhao.

After spending more than two thousand spirit stones, Zhang Yuanhao continued to walk towards the next storefront.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the sky is gray. For monks, there is not much difference between day and night, and many people may continue to sleep for three days and three nights.

The spirit stones on his body shrank by nearly 10,000, Zhang Yuanhao smiled bitterly and touched the storage bag on his waist, and sighed in his heart.

Spirit stones are really not enough!

If someone else hears it, be sure to cry. Ten thousand spirit stones were spent in one afternoon, so that even a spirit stone would be broken in half to use how to live!

Stepping into a small façade again, looking at the list of items, Zhang Yuanhao's eyes suddenly lit up.