Seeing Liu Huan leaving, he didn't dare to take a breath of ink alienation just now, so he raised his head, looked at Liu Huan's back, and said enviously: "Brother Ming, this eldest lady of the Liu family is so beautiful, she really looks like a fairy in the sky." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Liu Ming smiled, patted Mo's alienated head, and said lovingly: "My family is not bad, I will definitely be as beautiful as her when I grow up." “

Mo Shuli's face flushed, and he was secretly happy in his heart, but he still pretended to be angry and said: "I don't want to be like her, I drove everyone away coldly, what should I do if I leave the two of us." “

"It's okay, we can go shopping by ourselves, I heard that the osmanthus cake of Wufangzhai is very distinctive, and my brother will take you to eat a full meal." Liu Ming originally wanted to act alone, but there was no suitable excuse, and now Liu Huan helped him clear the scene, which was exactly what he wanted.

Without Jiang Yue'er's guidance, Liu Ming believed in the reins of the horse himself, and habitually came to the overpass to see what treasures there were first.

After all, Qiantang Mansion is a big place, not a small Wujiang County can be compared, and the things sold on the stalls are no longer ordinary people's vulgar things, most of them are some monks' talismans, elixirs, elixirs, magic weapons, etc. The grades are very low, just right for some monks who have reached the stage of forging their bodies to practice qi.

Although the quality is not as reliable as those of the big shops, the price is right, the transaction is convenient, and the barter can be exchanged, so the business is still very hot.

Liu Ming walked casually, picked up a few items from time to time to play with them, asked about the price, and turned around in half a circle, he roughly understood the prices of various different items.

Ordinary raw materials, such as rune paper and cinnabar, are about fifty in a pack, worth one spirit stone. Most of the elixirs are ten spirit stones. The materials used in refining are different and vary from person to person.

The price of the finished product is more expensive. The worst quality quenching pill, ten bottles, worth ten lower-grade spirit stones, Liu Zifeng gave him the Qi Gathering Pill, although it is only a low-grade elixir, a bottle is worth at least a hundred lower-grade spirit stones, and it is impossible to buy it in the bazaar.

The price of the talisman, because it is a one-time consumable, the price is relatively low, even if it is a commonly used strong talisman, a swift talisman, a guardian talisman, etc., is only a spirit stone, and yesterday everyone mistakenly thought that he used it to cheat, can completely resist the blow of the qi training, and it actually cost ten spirit stones. No wonder everyone thought he was a loser.

After seeing the pills and talismans, Liu Ming thought that he needed to buy some offensive magic weapons that he could use, and in defense, he had the Golden Yuan Aegis, basically he didn't need anything else, and he really didn't have the means of attack.

So he stopped at a stall selling magic weapons, the stall owner was a middle-aged man in his forties, and when he saw someone patronizing, he immediately greeted with a smile: "This son, I have all kinds of magic weapons here, you can see which one is more convenient." ”

Liu Ming looked at the flying needles, long swords, and golden rings on the ground, and glanced at the past one by one, they were basically magic weapons, not even a magic weapon, and the price was relatively expensive, the lowest level required five spirit stones, and the magic weapon, I didn't see a single one, I heard that the price was at least fifty low-grade spirit stones, and I couldn't help but be staggered, the little spirit stone on his body, he couldn't even afford a magic weapon.

It seems that I have to sell the Qingping Sword on my body first, and then buy other things. But how to sell it, Liu Ming frowned.

"Do you know where to sell spiritual weapons?" Liu Ming decided to test the market first.

The stall owner looked Liu Ming up and down, looking at the dress, it seemed to be from a big family, but the cultivation was not yet practicing qi, and he thought in his heart, this is the son of a gentleman from which family, the cultivation is not high, and the tone is not small, which person who can afford to buy a spiritual weapon will come to visit their kind of stall, and he is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue, what he hates most in his life is the kind of person who obviously can't afford it, but deliberately pretends to have money and shows off in front of them.

The stall owner sneered, couldn't hide the contempt in his heart, and deliberately said loudly: "It turns out that Gongzi wants to buy spiritual weapons, no wonder he can't look down on these magic weapons on the stall, but it takes at least five hundred lower-grade spirit stones, and there are Shenbing Pavilion three hundred steps ahead, Gongzi, please go slowly." Don't delay me in business. ”

Hearing the stall owner's voice, some stall owners and buyers next to him all showed knowing smiles, and their eyes fell on Liu Ming with contempt. Spiritual weapons, they have never seen it, this kid actually said that he wanted to buy it, he really didn't know how thick the sky was.

If they knew that Liu Ming had not only seen spiritual weapons, but also had spiritual weapons to sell, they would probably feel ashamed of their dogs.

Liu Ming also disdained to bother with these philistine merchants, and was about to leave, but saw that there was a special item next to the stall owner, which seemed to be a mask, so he pointed to the mask and said to the stall owner: "Show me that mask." ”

When the stall owner saw that Liu Ming had taken a fancy to the mask, he smiled secretly in his heart, it was really the same as he imagined, this kid was pretended at all, and it was estimated that he couldn't recognize the magic weapon and treasure weapon, and he bragged about buying a spiritual weapon.

He seemed to remember that this mask was exchanged for a steamed bun from an old beggar, and he also asked someone to appraise it, except for the exquisite design, it had no special function, and it was not even a magic weapon, it was just a plaything. Really monks, who would buy masks? Those with low cultivation can also be seen through by others when they wear masks, while those with high cultivation do not bother to hide at all.

So for half a year, no one has been interested. Now that he can finally dispose of it, the stall owner is snickering in his heart.

The stall owner handed the mask to Liu Ming and said: "Childe has good eyesight, this mask is exquisitely designed and easy to use, I was lucky to receive it occasionally, and others can't see any flaws at all after wearing it. ”

Liu Ming picked up the mask and looked at it carefully, except for finding that the mask could be transformed into three men with different faces, he didn't find anything special for the time being, but he felt that what could attract the attention of his eyes was absolutely extraordinary, but he didn't find it now.

Besides, if you want to sell the Qingping Sword that is a spiritual weapon, you need to find some big shops, and if you show your true face, it may cause unnecessary trouble. It is also a good choice to change your identity with this mask.

Leaving the overpass, Liu Ming found that it was noon, so he took Mo Shuli and walked towards Deyue Tower.

Deyue Building is in the center of Fang City, and this is the best time for business. He asked for two boxes of osmanthus cakes, a plate of braised pork, and a few side dishes, found a remote corner to sit down, took out the mask he had just bought, and thought about what identity would be more appropriate for him while eating.

The three faces in the mask, one is a middle-aged monk with three long beards, one is an ordinary young man in his twenties, and the last one is a middle-aged man with a scar on his chin, and at first glance he is not a good man. Liu Ming thought about it, and it would be more appropriate for him to sell spiritual weapons for a while, or a middle-aged man.

After making up his mind, Liu Ming asked Mo to wait for him in Deyue Tower, and he went downstairs and walked to a ready-to-wear store not far away.

After a cup of tea, when Liu Ming came out of the ready-to-wear store, he was already a middle-aged man dressed as an adventurer. He wrapped the Qingping Sword in a piece of gray cloth, slung it over his shoulder, and walked quickly towards the Divine Weapon Pavilion.