Out of the Nuwa Ancestral Temple, Ling'er went to the east of Fuxi City. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The whole Fuxi City has four city gates in the east, west, north and south, and the building near the city gate is the largest fang market in Fuxi City, and it is also Ling'er's favorite place to go, because of his special identity, Ling'er basically has no friends of the same age in Fuxi City.

Among the four markets in Fuxi City, there are mostly monks, and there are human races from other tribes, and there are very few people who can recognize Ling'er as the daughter of Fuxi.

And the culture of Qifang City is also deeply attracted to Ling'er, which is like a "treasure land", which gives Ling'er the mind of exploration.

"Presumably the Fang market should be very lively at this time!" Ling'er said happily walking on the bluestone rock. The entire city of Fuxi was filled with bluestone rocks by Terran warriors and monks.

The houses also have other features, or still retain the quaint style of stone houses, as well as this tree house constructed by magic, but all of them are densely packed according to order, and there is no clutter at all.

It can be said that the entire Fuxi City is an example for all the human tribes in the flood wilderness to learn, these are all brought by their fathers, every time they hear the human race sing the praises of Fuxi, Ling'er will hold his head high and be proud of himself.

On the bluestone avenue, some of the people who recognized Ling'er stopped and bowed one after another, so that some of the Terrans who came to Fuxi City for the first time were very strange, could it be that this girl was still a big man.

Ling'er's speed is very fast, like a gust of wind, after all, this Fuxi City is very large, and it is forbidden to fly, Ling'er can't help but use his natural ability, and now the human race has cultivated to some small talents of some ancient human races.

After a short period of long-distance running, I finally came to the East Fang City area.

"Sure enough!" Ling'er said happily, what appeared in front of Ling'er was a busy street, which was also an entrance and exit of Fang City in the Eastern District, and it was also Ling'er's favorite street in Fang City.

On both sides of this street, there are many monks setting up stalls, or Terrans or other monks, all of whom are relatively low in cultivation, and some of them are things that even the stall owners themselves do not know.

And Ling'er's favorite thing is to find "treasures" on these stalls, and every time she grows, she will have a sense of accomplishment.

On these stalls, there are those who sell spiritual roots, some sell spiritual weapons, and some sell pills, of course, they are all ordinary goods, and Ling'er naturally doesn't pay much attention to them, what she pays most attention to is those messy stalls, and everything is placed on them.

In addition to bartering, the market transaction is the spirit stone transaction, and the spirit stone is also divided into congenital and acquired, among which the innate spirit stone has the most "purchasing power", the innate spirit stone is enough, and even the innate spirit energy can be absorbed to practice some ancient exercises, greatly prolonging the lifespan.

"Ling'er is here again!" said a rather pretty-looking woman to Ling'er.

"Sister Qing'er, what good things do you have here!" Ling'er walked over and carefully observed this Qing'er sister's stall, although the items in the stall of this Qing'er sister were not of the same type, they were quite finely arranged.

Among them, there are spiritual roots, jade slips, spiritual fruits, and some unknown materials.

Ling'er is also a regular customer here, so the monks who often set up stalls here naturally know Ling'er, and they also know that this little master is wealthy.

And this Qing'er sister is a green fox, but she is just an ordinary fox clan, and she often collects some small things to sell in the market, but unfortunately most of them are not precious and cannot enter some large auction houses in the market.

Auction houses are naturally indispensable for the spread of Fang market culture, and several of them are formed by the union of some monks in the East China Sea.

Ling'er carefully selected one or two, most of them were not unusual, until there was a red stone that attracted Ling'er's attention, but it was a bad attention, this red stone gave Ling'er a bad feeling, it didn't seem to be a good thing.

"Sister Qing'er, what is this?" Ling'er asked.

Qing'er knew that Ling'er had taken a fancy to this thing, after all, Ling'er liked things from unknown sources, and it was best to figure it out slowly, until she really had no choice before she asked her mother for help.

It can be said that this is a kind of curiosity from Ling'er.

Qing'er smiled, originally according to some of the "unspoken rules" of the fang market where the stalls were set up, the origin of some of the things in this stall is inconvenient to say, if you are so good that you can "pick up the leaks", it is also a skill.

Therefore, there are also many people who come to the stall like Ling'er to "pick up leaks", which is also the most attractive "culture" in the market.

"I don't know what this stone is, I found it from the battlefield! there seems to be this bad smell in it, but I don't know!" Qing'er replied.

And the battlefield is some battlefields of the human race and the demon race, these battlefields are also the "paradise" of many monks, after all, there are some demon and human races that have fallen here, and the human race may still "clean up", but the demon race can only die unless there is a group.

Moreover, in these battlefields, you can often collect some damaged spiritual weapons and some divine weapons, and you can also sell them in the market to earn spirit stones.

"This stone doesn't feel very good to Ling'er!" Ling'er is very confident in her feelings, and with her own characteristics, she also picks up a lot of leaks in the market.

"It should be something unique to the battlefield!" Qing'er said, because there were also a lot of red stones in the market, and it seemed to be a collection of evil spirits and other things.

"Why wasn't there one in the Fang Market before?" Ling'er wondered.

"The battle between the human race and the ape race is much fiercer than before, and this red stone and some of the broken weapons on this stall are all 'picked' up by me from a battlefield!" Qing'er replied.

That is, these red stones are the most recent products.

There are still a lot of broken weapons in this Qing'er's stall, and there is also this kind of military spirit, which also makes Ling'er a little disliked.

"This fellow Daoist, how valuable are these!" A young and gentle voice came from Ling'er's side, but there was another "business" coming to the door, and it was a young man, about the same age as Ling'er.

"Why do you want to buy it?" Qing'er asked, the market is basically commensurate with Taoist friends, don't look at the person in front of you is just a teenager, Qing'er can't see through his cultivation, of course, it is also related to the reason for her own low cultivation.

"Well, I want to buy them all, and these red stones too!" the boy pointed to the broken weapons and red stones on the stall.

These broken weapons are all divine weapons above ten thousand refinements, although they are damaged, they are also good for some low-level monks, just like Qing'er, her current protective means is a truncated divine sword.

"Do you know what this thing is?" Ling'er asked the young man, since the other party wanted to buy it, that is, he knew what it was.

"I know! These red stones are the blood left behind by the Terran martial cultivators, and the swordsmen's qi, evil qi, and resentment on the battlefield are combined, which can be regarded as good refining materials!" replied the young man.

It doesn't seem like it's something to hide either.

"Can these be refined?" Qing'er was puzzled, she had always thought that it was some kind of material used to cast some evil spells, but she didn't expect that it could be used for refining.

"Of course, but this is also a requirement for refiners!" the young man said.

"You're a refiner!" Ling'er said in surprise.