Song Li had only seen such a scene in the large farmers' market in his previous life, and since he came to the Nebula Continent, this was the first time he had seen such a hot scene. [No pop-up novel network]

"Nima! Such a hot market is not actually an industry under the official name of the Holy Lion Empire, but is owned by the Miyun Sect! With such a big market, how much turnover should there be in a day? If this Nima is taxed, how much is it! Bastard! This is all my money!" Song Li secretly thought in his heart, very unhappy, and his desire to subdue the Miyun Sect became even stronger.

Song Li was thinking as he walked around, and suddenly found a middle-aged man with an extremely tall and burly appearance and an honest face.

In front of the man, there was a thick blanket, on which were a few pieces of messy ore, and there were some furs, sharp claws and other items of spirit beasts, which looked very shabby compared to the dazzling goods on the stalls on the side.

Through the scanning of his divine sense, Song Li found that this honest middle-aged man was just the strength of the first layer of the Bigu period, no wonder there was nothing too good.

Song Li smiled slightly and walked over quickly.

"This brother, what do you want to buy?" The middle-aged man saw that someone was coming, and a smile barely squeezed out of his somewhat wooden face.

"I'll take a look before I speak. Song Li nodded with a smile, picked up a piece of pitch-black ore casually, and chatted with the middle-aged man with a match.

Through chatting with that big man, Song Li learned that this trading market, which was originally formed spontaneously, has now completely become the property of the Miyun Sect, and has been controlled by the Miyun Sect, and all the people who set up the stall must pay a low-grade spirit stone every day as a stall fee, otherwise there will be a disciple of the outer sect of the Miyun Sect who will forcibly drive them out.

And those shops that did not belong to the Miyun Sect's industry paid more taxes and fees, and they had to pay hundreds of lower-grade spirit stones every month.

In this trading market, there are thousands of shops alone, and there are thousands of scattered stalls, and the tax revenue of just one day is enough for thousands of lower grade spirit stones!

"Paralyzed! Miyun Sect's bastards! It's not that I don't know, but I don't know how many spirit stones they have been greedy for all these years!" Song Li secretly hated it.

"I want all these ores from you. Song Li got the situation he wanted to know, and he was very grateful to the honest middle-aged man, and as a reward, he bought all the ore of the big man, and in the end it cost only eighty low-grade spirit stones.

Snatched the storage ring of Chen Yinyou, the head of Xuantian Sect, and almost emptied the entire treasure house of Xuantian Sect, Song Li is now a real tycoon, with tens of millions of low-grade spirit stones alone, thousands of middle-grade spirit stones, and even dozens of high-grade spirit stones. The rest of the various magic weapons that can be exchanged for spirit stones are even more numerous.

One hundred and eighty low-grade spirit stones were just a drop in the bucket for Song Li, but for that honest middle-aged man, it was difficult to earn in more than ten days, and he was very grateful to Song Li.

When Song Li looked at these ores, he actually had another idea in his heart, that is, to rebuild a flying sword by himself!

Although Song Li already had the Heavenly Ink Sword made of Heavenly Wujin, which could be called a spiritual weapon, this time, when he came to the Miyun Sect, Song Li was disguised as an inner sect elder of the Xuantian Sect, and the Heavenly Ink Sword could not be shown casually, otherwise he would be seen through his identity all of a sudden.

And Song Li searched for a long time from the treasure house of Xuantian Sect and didn't find a flying sword in his hand, just now he saw the ore on the stall of the honest middle-aged man, and then he remembered that he was a dignified Saint Dan Grandmaster, with the emperor fire of the Emperor of Ten Thousand Flames in his hand, why not refine a flying sword by himself?

Thinking like this, Song Li began to look around at the materials for refining flying swords placed in various stalls.

The most important materials for refining flying swords are none other than Dark Iron, Mithril and Heavenly Dark Gold. And Tianwujin is the strategic material monopolized by the Holy Lion Empire, although Song Li has some on hand, he doesn't dare to use it casually.

Then the rest are Darkiron and Mithril, and in the trading market, there are also a lot of these two kinds of Darkiron and Mithril Ore.

After walking a short distance, Song Li looked up, and a shop with extremely luxurious decoration appeared in front of him, with three big characters written on the plaque: "Lingbao Pavilion"!

Based on the conversation he had with that honest middle-aged man just now, Song Li already knew that this Lingbao Pavilion was the property of the Miyun Sect, and it was the largest and most complete shop in this trading market, and almost all the goods you could think of could be bought in the Lingbao Pavilion.

However, the price in the Spirit Treasure Pavilion is not acceptable to everyone.

Song Lixin walked in, at this time, it was the busiest time of the day, the entire Lingbao Pavilion was almost overcrowded, the clerks of the Lingbao Pavilion were all busy greeting guests, dressed in ordinary Song Li's arrival, no one came out to receive them at all.

Song Li didn't care either, and wandered around the Lingbao Pavilion alone, at this time, a pile of brown ores with a hint of golden stars in the corner of the Lingbao Pavilion attracted Song Li's attention.

In fact, the Lingbao Pavilion was divided into three floors, and the first floor was the worst and cheapest commodity in the Lingbao Pavilion, which was generally sold to cultivators below the Bigu Stage, and there was nothing too good at all.

The second and third floors are the places where the masters of the Jindan period purchase pills and materials, and the services and treatment there are far from being comparable to those on the first floor.

In other words, this small pile of inconspicuous ore has actually been recognized as garbage ore, which is why it is so randomly piled up in the corner.

However, I don't know why, when Song Li saw these ores for the first time, his heart suddenly jumped, and at the same time, there was also a wave of extremely excited fluctuations from the Emperor Fire Yuan Infant in his body, as if he had a great attraction to this small pile of inconspicuous unknown ores to Emperor Huo!

"Well, what are these ores, why do they look so much like Venus Iron Ore, and how would such an ordinary Iron Ore Emperor Fire be interested?" Song Li had some doubts in his heart, but Song Li still believed in the perception of Emperor Fire, presumably, there must be something unusual in these Venus Iron Ore.

However, Song Li did not directly go forward to buy those Venus iron ore, you know, Venus iron ore can be regarded as the worst quality ore among the black iron ore, it is generally used as scraps to refine sword embryos, few people will directly buy so much Venus iron ore, if Song Li directly said that he wants to buy these Venus iron ore, it is likely to arouse the vigilance of the clerks of Lingbao Pavilion, maybe he will find a more senior appraiser to identify this batch of Venus iron ore.

After thinking about it for a while, Song Li quickly exuded the powerful coercion of the ninth layer of the Golden Pill Stage on his body, and his eyes looked at the Lingbao Pavilion clerk on the side and the cultivators who came to shop on the first floor.

"Eh! This senior, the small shop is not well entertained, please forgive the senior! I don't know what the seniors need to buy?" After feeling the strong coercion of Song Li's ninth layer of the Jindan period, the shopkeeper on the first floor of the Lingbao Pavilion hurriedly ran over and respectfully apologized to Song Li.

"The old man wants to refine a flying sword, so he wants to buy some high-quality Mithril, do you have any of them?" Song Li said pretending to be very arrogant.

You must know that Song Li's identity this time is the inner door elder of Xuantian Sect, and he has the strength of the ninth layer of the Jindan period, no matter where he goes, he can be regarded as a small master, with enough arrogant and arrogant capital, if he is like an ordinary person, he will be suspicious.

"Senior, please go up to the second floor!" The shopkeeper on the first floor hurriedly and respectfully led Song Li to the second floor.

The customers and clerks on the first floor cast envious and hateful glances at Song Li, I have to say that the Jindan period is a watershed for many cultivators, and the vast majority of cultivators can hardly surpass the moat of the Jindan stage in their lives, and can only stop at the peak of the Bigu period, and finally end up depressed.

Every little master in the Jindan period will get enough respect, as well as secretly jealousy.

In their opinion, Song Li's move on the first floor just now was completely a performance of pretending to be forced, obviously he could show the strength of the Jindan period as soon as he came in, but he deflected a circle to show his strength, what is this not pretending?

After reaching the second floor, there were obviously a lot fewer people shopping on it, only a dozen or so, presumably, even if it was Yunzhou, a holy place of cultivation, there were not too many Jindan periods.

"Senior, you see, this is the latest Hidden Blood Mithril forged by our Spirit Treasure Pavilion, this is the first-class Mithril in the Mithril!" said the shopkeeper with a smile on his face, and led Song Li to a shelf.

On the shelves, there are more than a dozen square, shining silver Mithril ingots neatly stacked, but if you look closely, you will find that there are countless blood streaks swimming on these silver ingots, as if these Mithril are all living creatures!

Hidden Blood Mithril, even in all Mithril classifications, is definitely among the best, and more importantly, because the Hidden Blood Mithril is mixed with the essence blood and soul of high-level spirit beasts, the flying sword refined in the future has a certain chance of producing spirituality and being promoted to become a spirit weapon!

However, the price of these Hidden Blood Mithril is also very expensive, and even some masters of the Golden Pill Period may not be able to afford it.

"Hidden Blood Mithril? Yes, let's have a hundred catties first!" Song Li's eyes lit up, and then he said very arrogantly.

"Okay senior!200 lower grade spirit stones for one pound of hidden blood mythril, 100 pounds for a total of 20,000 lower grade spirit stones!" said the shopkeeper with a flattering smile.

A full 20,000 spirit stones, that's a big order, if it's really done, just the reward is a lot of money.

"En!" Song Li nodded proudly, the Tianwu gold ring on his finger flashed, and a small cloth bag flew out and rushed into the shopkeeper's hand. The small cloth bag is a simple Qiankun cloth bag, with a space of ten meters in size, which can be regarded as the most ordinary space container