The boss glanced at the most ordinary fireball talisman, and said with a smile: "Dao friendly eyesight, this fireball talisman is the best for me, a penny, a penny." There are two low-grade spirit stones, which are made of authentic rune paper, and the power is even better. ”

Fan Xiaodong put down the fireball talisman and said, "This is too expensive!" In fact, Fan Xiaodong knew that the price of this fireball talisman was two pieces of low-grade spirit stones, and looking at the bright white paper of the talisman, it was pure to the touch, Fan Xiaodong knew that the power of the talisman was more amazing than which one Huang Tianlong gave him at that time, but Fan Xiaodong had to continue to bargain with the young monk.

So, Fan Xiaodong and the boss had a fierce "war of words", I have to say, Fan Xiaodong's eloquence is still good, the young monk was also stunned, and finally decided to buy ten and get one free, Fan Xiaodong turned his head and left, the young monk hurriedly grabbed him, put on a pitiful look and said: "Buy ten get one free, and add a bondage charm, it's really the cheapest." "The young monk seemed to have cut off a piece of flesh, and the pain was terrible.

Fan Xiaodong saw that the young monk threw out a "jumping price", and put on a very reluctant look and said, "Okay, then give me ten!"

Before Fan Xiaodong could speak, the young monk had already helped him quickly put out eleven fireball talismans and one binding talisman, and said with a smile: "There are a total of five lower-grade spirit stones." ”

Fan Xiaodong took out five spirit stones from the storage bag and gave them to the young monk one by one. Quickly put the charm into the storage bag and walked to the next stall, Fan Xiaodong's heart was as happy as picking up a treasure.

"Amazing Fireball Talisman!" "Amazing Defense Talisman!" "The young monk still shouted.

During the slow walk, Fan Xiaodong was calculating his current net worth, and obtained five lower-grade spirit stones in the mortal earth dragon hall, and when he arrived in the cultivation realm, he received a total of nine lower-grade spirit stones, and ** Pavilion consumed three lower-grade spirit stones, and just now he consumed five more, which means that there are still a total of six lower-grade spirit stones now.

"There are only six spirit stones left. Fan Xiaodong couldn't help but smile bitterly, the monthly income issued by the Zodiac Gate every month was too small, and it was not enough for him to use at all, and this was the result of not cultivating with spirit stones.

"Spirit stones, spirit stones, there is no money in the mortal world, there are no spirit stones here. Fan Xiaodong shouted in his heart, and he became more depressed.

Maybe it can be like this, as he walked, Fan Xiaodong suddenly had an idea, and thought of a way to quickly obtain spirit stones: "Aren't there a lot of precious miracle medicines in Qiankun Ding?" I'm afraid that taking out one of them is worth a lot of money, and taking out one of the best plants by yourself is not as good as getting the shops here will definitely be worth a lot of money." ”

Fan Xiaodong, who was about to find a corner where no one was there to enter Qiankun Ding, suddenly changed his face, and his footsteps stopped, he felt an incredible phenomenon, and he actually felt that the Qiankun Ding sealed in his forehead trembled lightly just now, although it was slight, but Fan Xiaodong still felt it, and then it trembled violently, so that Fan Xiaodong's heart was shocked, since he got Qiankun Ding, he has been stable in his forehead, and today's strange behavior made Fan Xiaodong suddenly bumpy, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

At this moment, Fan Xiaodong seemed to get an anxious and excited message in his mind, which made Fan Xiaodong even more puzzled. I made up my mind to pay attention, leave this place first, and enter Qiankun Ding to see what was going on, but when Fan Xiaodong thought about it like this, the Qiankun Ding was like knowing the Dao, and the trembling became even stronger, which made Fan Xiaodong a little dizzy.

What the hell is going on? Fan Xiaodong killed the chicken and wiped his neck, is this the case? Fan Xiaodong was anxious and thought of a possibility. Qiankun Ding found some rare treasure, reminding me. The more Fan Xiaodong thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and this kind of thought was repeated and lingered.

Fan Xiaodong looked left and right, and on the right was a stall selling pills, shook his head, and thought, "It's unlikely here." "Look at it from the right, there are some strange items on the stall, no one cares about it at all, it is very deserted, the boss is a sloppy old man with gray hair, unkempt, a dirty robe, sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes to recuperate, his eyebrows are like swords, but between the eyebrows he reveals a depression that is difficult to hide.

Could it be here, Fan Xiaodong was a little puzzled, but at this time, Qiankun Ding's tremor seemed to be reduced, so that Fan Xiaodong was a little suspicious, slowly stepped forward, and quietly bent down to investigate the items he placed on the ground mountain, and the stout man didn't seem to feel that someone was coming, and still closed his eyes.

Fan Xiaodong didn't care, he squatted directly on the ground, released his divine sense, and began to observe his strange items, but after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see why, they were all ordinary things, only a fragment of a spiritual weapon barely entered Fan Xiaodong's eyes, is it really here? Fan Xiaodong had some doubts again.

But for Qiankun Ding Fan Xiaodong is absolutely convinced, no wind can not afford Lang, will definitely not lie to himself, Fan Xiaodong once again observed by himself, this time stretched out his right hand and picked it up one by one, he looked at it one by one, for half an hour, Fan Xiaodong has been squatting in front of this strange stall, and the old man still closed his eyes to recuperate, and no other monks came forward to disturb, as time went on, Fan Xiaodong was also a little impatient, at this time there was only one left in the entire stall, looking at the one placed in the corner of the ordinary, with twenty centimeters long, three centimeters wide, and the whole body was jet black, The dry character on the hilt of the sword is not too obvious, and there are some daggers with untreated dirt on the sword body, Fan Xiaodong once lost the mood to watch, under Fan Xiaodong's divine sense, he could only feel that the black dagger exuded a slight aura, if you don't look carefully, you can't find it at all.

Fan Xiaodong stretched out his right hand a little deflated and was about to take it in his hand to take a look, but at the moment when his fingertips touched, the originally quiet Qiankun Ding shook again, Fan Xiaodong was startled, and his heart turned upside down, but his face remained unchanged, and he held the dagger in his hand, Fan Xiaodong had already determined that Qiankun Ding was looking for it.

After a casual look, Fan Xiaodong threw it casually, and threw it on the stall without care, with a burst of disdain on his face, and muttered in his mouth: "What a broken thing." ”

Although his eyes were tightly closed, the old man who had been observing this Fan Xiaodong with his consciousness outward, saw that Fan Xiaodong didn't seem to be interested in his own things, so he immediately couldn't pretend to be able to put it down, opened his eyes and said: "Fellow Daoist, I am a good thing, look at that fragment, but the fragment of a medium-grade spiritual weapon, it can withstand the full force of a high-grade magic weapon, as long as ten lower-grade spirit stones, you are looking at this ......!"

Seeing that this was another chatter, Fan Xiaodong immediately stretched out his hand to stop it and said, "You said that this is just a fragment, and it can only block the high-grade magic weapon and it will become a waste product with one blow." I don't see that you have anyone here, and I'm still your first customer, right? ”

"Is this a little bit more?" said the old man pitifully, only a little hesitant.

"That's it, I'll take care of you. As soon as Fan Xiaodong saw that there was a play, he immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Forget it, just cut your love, you choose?" the old man compromised.

Fan Xiaodong was overjoyed, and began to pretend to pick it up on the stall, looked around, and took the dagger in his hand with a bitter face, and did not forget to say in his mouth: "You don't have any good things here, only this dagger is still complete." ”

The old man swept the dagger in Fan Xiaodong's hand without leaving a trace, and found that it was just a tattered that he had unintentionally picked up, and he didn't care about it, so he accepted all Fan Xiaodong's belongings and six lower-grade spirit stones, and handed the fragments of the spirit weapon and the dagger to Fan Xiaodong.