"Childe, this newly picked intermittent cloud mist grass is the best body forging elixir in the Qi Induction Realm, only five hundred spirit stones..."

The person setting up the stall was an elderly monk, and when he saw Ye Heng stop in front of the stall, a pair of cloudy old eyes flashed with a trace of imperceptible essence. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ye Heng squatted down, rummaging through the somewhat messy spirit grass stall, and casually interrupted the old monk's flickering: "Two hundred low-grade spirit stones, if you can sell them, I will ask for them." ”

The old monk was happy in his heart, this intermittent cloud mist grass is a body forging elixir, but two hundred low-grade spirit stones is already a relatively high price.

However, the old monk was greedy, and when he saw that Ye Heng gave a high price so easily, he regarded him as an inexperienced son of a family in his heart, so he planned to take the opportunity to make a lot of money!

"Two hundred yuan is too little! This son, this is the best body forging elixir, it can definitely increase the strength of the physical body by a level, and at that time, with your seventh-layer cultivation of Qi Channeling, you will have the strength to fight against the eighth-layer monks! Why don't you add more?"

"If you can't sell it, forget it, I'll go look elsewhere!" Ye Heng threw down the spirit grass that he was looking through in his hand, got up and left.

"Hey, son, stay here!Alas, okay, just let my old man have a good fate, and you can take two hundred spirit stones!" Seeing that the business was going to be ruined, the old monk didn't dare to be greedy, so he quickly picked up the intermittent cloud grass and handed it to Ye Heng, for fear that he wouldn't want it.

Ye Heng turned around slowly, glanced at the old monk with a blank eye, and the corners of his mouth raised: "Hehe, two hundred spirit stones, it's really a bit expensive if you think about it carefully, I don't want it now..."

Seeing that the old monk who was tricked was glaring and pretending to be angry, he smiled and waved his hand again, squatted down in front of the stall again, his eyes slid around and floated around, and then he hesitated: "In this way, you can give me a few more Tongluo grasses, and I will grit my teeth and buy them!"

"Tongluo grass?"

Tongluo grass is a common forging elixir, with a large yield, a piece of low-grade spirit stone, and the monks in the middle and late stages of the ordinary qi drawing realm are too lazy to collect.

But the old monk was greedy by nature, and he was reluctant to give away a few low-grade spirit stones in vain, but Ye Heng looked firm, and it seemed that he would really turn around and leave if he didn't send Tongluo Cao, which made him really helpless, hesitated for a moment, and simply gritted his teeth and agreed!

But he still emphasized with a bitter face: "Three Tongluo grasses!"

Ye Heng chuckled, ignored him, directly selected five plants, and then took the intermittent cloud mist grass, and then threw down two hundred lower grade spirit stones.

"Senior Brother Fei, Senior Brother Gu, this is it!"

Just as he was about to get up to leave, three black-robed monks walked over quickly, one of whom was fifteen or sixteen, and pointed the way to the other two young men in their early twenties.

Ye Heng's heart sank, and he instantly put the spirit grass in his hand into the storage bag, and turned around to leave, but was stopped by the other three first.

His face remained unchanged, and he only looked at each other quietly.

A steady young man in the middle smiled and arched his hand: "It turned out to be the brother of the Qingshui Sect! This brother is invited, in the Lower Black Cloud Sect Fei Daolin, these two are my junior brothers, Gu Thirteen, Zhou Yong." ”

"Qing Shui Sect Ye Heng!"

Ye Heng looked at the other party quietly, his consciousness has been tempered by Qinglian, and now he is quite powerful, and he can judge the cultivation of the three people, that Fei Daolin is the ninth layer of qi induction, Gu Thirteen and Zhou Yong are both eight layers, and this sect cultivator who has gone out to practice is really rare to see below the sixth layer.

Fei Daolin had always been polite, but at this moment, he smiled again and explained: "Take the liberty of stopping Brother Ye, please don't be surprised! That's the case, we want to buy the spirit grass in Brother Ye's hands, if Brother Ye is interested, we can give out five hundred lower grade spirit stones!"

"Five hundred?"

Before Ye Heng could speak, there was a cry of annoyance from the side.

I saw the old monk beating his chest and looking up at the sky, and couldn't stop muttering that he had lost three hundred spirit stones, and for a while, the old eyes that looked at Ye Heng were also full of resentment!

It made Ye Heng chill, if it was outside the city, he would definitely be able to slap the other party to death!

Ignoring the old monk wisely, Ye Heng shook his head lightly: "I'm sorry, the spirit grass is of great use to me, so I can't give it up." ”

"You..."

Rejected by a seventh-layer qi cultivator, Zhou Yong's face was annoyed, and he raised his hand to point at Ye Heng and was about to get angry, but he was stopped by Gu Thirteen.

He looked at the nearby Nunuzui, Zhou Yong followed, and saw that there were several ninth-layer disciples of the Qingshui Sect nearby, looking at the three of them with a smile, and at this moment, the stunned Zhou Yong didn't dare to say anything anymore, it was really troublesome, and it was them who suffered!

There is competition within the sect's disciples, but they are still very united externally.

Fei Daolin still smiled: "Brother Ye, don't blame, my junior brother is irritable, but people are not bad." Well, a gentleman doesn't take people's love, Brother Ye, don't leave it at that!"

After speaking, he took the lead and walked away, Gu Thirteen pulled Zhou Yong to follow, and soon disappeared.

Ye Heng's eyes flickered slightly, he suddenly shook his head and smiled, arched his hand towards the several Qingshui Sect senior brothers around him, and continued to walk the street.

He also selected some spirit grass and low-level refining materials, but it only cost more than a thousand spirit stones in total, and finally came to the area of exercises and secret techniques, searching for the jade slips in the formation path and pill weapons he wanted, but unfortunately he wandered around for a quarter of an hour but found nothing.

When passing by a dilapidated stall, seeing that the stall owner did not solicit business like others, but was drowsy with a wine gourd, Ye Heng couldn't help but be curious, so he squatted down and picked up an old jade slip casually, and probed with luck awareness.

"Doom Trick?"

Ye Heng was shocked, this turned out to be a secret method dedicated to purifying the souls of the dead!

It's been a while since he came to this world of cultivation, and although he already believes that there are legendary ghosts in the world, Ye Heng has never really seen it, and at this time, he was really curious when he saw this kind of method of purifying the soul and restraining the ghosts.

However, Yu Jian was banned, and he could only look at a small part of the front, which is normal, all for you to see, how can people still sell things!

As soon as he wanted to put it down, he turned interested in the ban, but as soon as he used his consciousness to deduce a little, before he could ask Qinglian to help, he felt empty in his hands, and when he looked up, he found that the drunk old man had woken up, and Yu Jian was also being caught in his hands.

"The kid is hateful, he tried in vain to break my jade ban!"

The sloppy old man, who still had wine stains on the corners of his mouth, looked at Ye Heng with round eyes and angrily condemned his rude behavior.

However, without waiting for Ye Heng to react, after glancing at him disdainfully, the old monk looked proud again: "Just your little bit of formation path cultivation, but you just stepped into the gate of the formation path, and you want to break the ban set by me with my own hands of the old way, I really don't know how thick the sky is!"

Ye Heng didn't care about it at first, but at this moment, the old monk blew his beard and glared, and he subconsciously probed and found that he couldn't feel the cultivation realm of this old monk!

In his heart, he knew that this must be an old monster in the late stage of foundation building and even in the Yundan Realm, so he suddenly didn't dare to make a mistake, and apologized: "Please forgive me, the younger generation saw the ban for the first time, but I was curious in my heart, and I didn't mean to break the ban of my predecessors!"

"Didn't your master warn you? Whether it's a formation or a prohibition, if you don't want to make enemies, don't investigate without permission, once you alarm its master, you will inevitably get into trouble!"

The old monk snorted and glanced at him, raised the wine gourd and took a sip, as if he had no intention of bothering with a little monk of the Qi Drawing Realm.

"The juniors are just deducing the formation path alone, and there is no master yet, today's matter, the juniors have been taught, and they are grateful!"

Ye Heng was very happy, it may be that the level of the formations he has encountered so far is too low, and he has not yet encountered the formations that will automatically warn.

Fortunately, I met this old monk today, otherwise I wouldn't be able to figure out how to offend people in the future...