In the month that followed, Lin Quan did not encounter any trouble. With the help of a topographic map, it was easy to find the location of Ironwoodfang.

Tiemufang City is also a popular medium-sized market, and there is an endless stream of monks coming and going every day. Lin Quan followed a group of monks who had returned to supply and easily entered the market. At this time, Lin Quan, who had already spent eighteen years of spring and autumn, had completely lost the childishness on his face.

After entering the Fang City and making a little inquiry, he went straight to the "Iron Wood Pavilion". After skillfully completing the identity certificate, Lin Quan rented a mid-level cave mansion under the pseudonym 'Golden White Water'. Although the Intermediate Cave Mansion here only costs twelve spirit stones for a month, with Lin Quan's seventh-layer Qi Condensation cultivation at this time, it would not be too noticeable to take out thirty-six lower-grade spirit stones at a time.

After leaving the 'Iron Wood Pavilion', Lin Quan, who was in high spirits, had no intention of resting, so he walked leisurely towards the most lively trading square in the market. Lin Quan wasn't too eager to buy anything, but he always wanted to know something about a new and unfamiliar place as soon as he first arrived.

Along the way, the first thing that catches your eye is naturally all kinds of monks who come and go, which is consistent with the situation encountered in Lingquanfang City. After all, as long as the monks are dedicated to the Tao, they feel that there is not enough time, and no one wants to waste all their good time on hurrying.

It's just that these monks who appeared in Tiemufang City were dressed very much, which made Lin Quan feel stunned. To put it simply, it was a hodgepodge: some monks looked like the worldly warriors, others wore animal skins and animal skirts, and still others, their whole body shrouded in a wide robe, and even their heads and faces were hidden by hats or black scarves. Of course, most of the monks were dressed quite normally. Therefore, Lin Quan, who has just arrived, can naturally blend into the crowd without being abrupt in an ordinary blue shirt.

After a short stroll, it was already dark.

Just when Lin Quan thought that the monks who had set up stalls in the square were about to close their stalls, he found a situation completely different from that of Lingquanfang City. It turns out that the busiest time of this medium-sized square market is when night comes. Because at this time, most of the monks who went out to practice or went to hunt demon beasts happened to have just returned, and they would also take the opportunity to exchange the demon beast materials they had hunted for spirit stones or pills and other items that they urgently needed.

With this discovery, he was in no hurry to go back to the cave. So, after wandering around for a while in such a crowded and lively night market, Lin Quan also saw many novelties that he had never seen before.

For example, during this dark night, all the monks who set up their stalls will place one or more lanterns with strange patterns in front of their stalls. The faint soft white light emitted by this strange lantern can easily illuminate a large area. After Lin Quan's understanding, he learned that the lanterns with roughly the same shape were all special auxiliary magic weapons, and they relied on spirit stones to operate.

For example, when trading here, the monks of the buyer and seller will burst into foul language for various reasons, and even scold each other when they disagree, just like a scoundrel in the world. However, Lin Quan also found that no matter how fierce they quarreled and scolded viciously, no one would stage a full martial arts, at most, they just put down their cruel words hatefully and broke up unhappily.

What opened Lin Quan's eyes the most was that he had learned about some demon beast materials and various elixirs and spiritual herbs when he was shopping at the stall. This knowledge is what Lin Quan lacks the most at the moment. For example, the skin of the 'Cleavage Snake' can be used to make defensive weapons, and the venom can be used as medicine, the 'Jade Butterfly Flower' can have a reciprocal effect, the 'Luo Han Fruit' can strengthen the monk's body, and the larvae hatched from the eggs of the 'Gold Eater Ant' can be used to recognize the lord and be driven by the monk, etc.

Before he knew it, Lin Quan had already visited most of the square.

Just as Lin Quan was about to return to the cave to rest, a loud noise suddenly came from a stall not far away, which attracted Lin Quan's attention. Originally, Lin Quan had long been accustomed to this kind of quarrel along the way, but when he heard the content of the quarrel between the two monks on this stall, he couldn't help but move slightly, and then he walked towards the stall without thinking.

It may be because Lin Quan discovered it earlier and acted faster, so when a group of bored monks who heard the news gathered around to watch the excitement, he squeezed directly into the innermost circle. Lin Quan, who had occupied an excellent position, could see the scene in front of him clearly at a glance.

The stall owner was a ruthless young man in his twenties. He was dressed in animal skin clothes and pants, and his face was painted with some strange colored lines, and he didn't look like an ordinary monk at all, and his cultivation was the eighth layer of condensation. At this time, he looked impatient. And the one who quarreled with him in front of the stall was a middle-aged fierce man with a face full of meat and a shiny big bald head, but this big bald head had reached the realm of the ninth layer of condensation.

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"Didn't you just say that you could exchange it for something of value, and why did I have to regret it when I took it out?" asked the bald head angrily.

"It's true that I just said that I can exchange it for other equivalent items that are useful to me, but you don't want to see what kind of broken thing you have taken out now? You want to exchange this rotten wood for my worm eggs? That's not negotiable, it's absolutely not possible anyway! Now if you don't have enough spirit stones, you might as well exchange two primary magic weapons. The young stall owner didn't pay attention to the big bald head at all, because he was not worried that his few bee eggs that had not yet been recognized would not be sold.

"Boy, you can see clearly, I have an extremely rare silver light wood. Although the vintage is a little lower, it is more than enough to exchange your five bee eggs!" the bald monk shouted excitedly.

"Oh, okay, although it is true that you are a silver light wood, but what you are practicing below is the way of beast repellent, and you don't know anything about the art of spiritual planting. Therefore, no matter how good and rare this silver wood is, it is useless to me. The stall owner was stunned for a moment, but after taking a closer look, he shook his head.

"Even if you don't need it for the time being, you can sell it later. Since you can tell that this is silver light wood, then you should also know that this is an indispensable main material for making humanoid puppets, even if you don't make a puppet to refine some magic weapons that break the spell, it is definitely worth the price. Moreover, this silver light wood is the best in ironwood, and now the entire area around Tiemufang City has long been extinct. I risked my life to explore an ancient cave to get my hands on it. The big bald head had a proud expression on his face.

"Hmph, don't you understand that you are deceiving me, this fellow Daoist? But what is the use of this little tendrel in your hand, which is less than half a foot, and will you let me make a puppet arm or half a foot? Even a small shield is not enough. "The youth stall owners are very dismissive.

"Although my piece of silver light wood is less than half a foot now, you also said that it has roots. And it can be guaranteed that there is still a trace of vitality in this wood, as long as it is transplanted into the spiritual field and cultivated for a few years, it will be of great use. The big bald head touched his bald head and said.

"Yes, yes, even if this piece of silver light wood of yours can be transplanted to life, how many years will it take for it to grow? ten years or fifty years? I'm afraid I won't be able to use it when I get into the ground. As we all know, Silver Light Wood has a strong resistance to all kinds of spells, but don't forget, only magic tools or puppets made of Silver Light Wood as raw materials that are at least a hundred years old can reflect its value, if it is less than a year, I might as well use ordinary iron wood to make it. There are not many others around this Tiemufang City, but Tiemu is as much as it wants, and it is so cheap!" Seeing the big bald monk pestering himself, the young stall owner said with a sneering look on his face.

"You, you ......" After being snatched by the young stall owner, the speechless bald head turned blood-red in an instant, and after yelling, he couldn't help but raise his fist and take a step forward. He knew that he was wrong, but he was bound to get the eggs, and he was dizzy for a while, and he became a little irrational.

"Hmph, what's the matter? If you can't fool me, do you want to buy it by force? Do you think that your cultivation of the ninth layer of condensation can be presumptuous in this Tiemufang City? Or do you no longer take the ban of the Tiemu Pavilion in your eyes?" Seeing the big bald head's actions, the young stall owner actually had no fear.

"You, you are talking nonsense! I don't mean to disrespect the Iron Wood Pavilion. If you don't change my silver light wood, it's your loss, don't regret it in the future. After hearing the words of Tiemu Pavilion's ban, the angry bald head suddenly changed drastically, and he withdrew his fist like a snake and scorpion. After a stumbling sentence, he stepped back.

The deal could no longer be carried out, and the bald monk, who had lost face, naturally did not want to stay where he was anymore and let people see the jokes.