Early in the morning, before dawn, Yang Hao woke up early.

After carefully grooming, Yang Hao was quite narcissistic and combed himself with a head shape that he thought was worth a billion spirit stones.

Looking at the bronze mirror, with his slender figure and handsome appearance, Yang Hao, who was extremely satisfied, put on the robe that symbolized the miscellaneous disciples of the Seven Xuanzong and hurriedly went out.

Yang Hao's goal is the Free Bazaar, which is mainly a trade between martial artists, mainly selling some ordinary exercises, weapons or heavenly spirit treasures, and even many talisman apprentices sell spirit runes in it.

Because of the backing of the Seven Xuan Sect, the hegemonic power in the southwest region of the Tianxuan Continent, there are very few things that eat black, and there are many loose cultivators and other small or medium-sized ones close to the Seven Xuan Sect, and there are many disciples of the sect who are willing to trade here.

But this place is mixed, the forces of all parties are complicated, and the doorways inside are also very deep.

It is said that once when a down-and-out martial artist was selling his family heirloom, he was inadvertently bought by a disciple of a small sect at a very low price, only to find out that this was a high-level martial art, and the disciple also relied on the sect to rise to the top of the sect.

In this regard, Yang Hao did maintain a skeptical mentality.

"High-level exercises are not wild vegetables on the ground!"

"Cut! Those people will believe this kind of propaganda tactic!"

Although many people don't believe this statement, the subsequent surge in foot traffic proves that most people are greedy.

Half an hour later, Yang Hao appeared on the streets of the Freedom Market.

The streets here are so wide that it's early in the morning, and the surrounding area is full of people, and many of the stalls are set up.

Many sharp-eyed vendors, as soon as they saw a newcomer appear at the city gate, their eyes subconsciously swept towards Yang Hao's location.

But after sweeping the robes of the miscellaneous disciples of the Seven Xuanzong Sect that Yang Hao was wearing, they all had contemptuous eyes and pursed their lips, as if they were looking at a poor ghost.

"Grass, you fools!"

"Master, you idiots can see through it!"

Yang Hao sighed, and then his body suddenly accelerated, and in a few breaths, he disappeared into the huge flow of people.

Here, it is better to be careful in places with a lot of people, and there are many disgraceful professions that work in places with a lot of people.

But fortunately, this place is covered by the Seven Xuanzong Sect, although the miscellaneous disciples are nothing, but they also have backers.

After the eyes of many thieves swept over Yang Hao's robe, they still dispelled some thoughts that they shouldn't have.

"Gold Miscellaneous Goods, Gold Miscellaneous Goods!"

Because I was not familiar with the location, it took a lot of time just to distinguish the direction, and finally found the gold groceries that Lao Qian said in a corner of the corner.

This location is different, other people's shops are full of people coming and going, but here Yang Hao observed for a long time that there was no one, the furnishings in the store were messy, dusty and there seemed to be only one shopkeeper, and he was still dozing.

"This place won't be introduced by Lao Qian!"

Looking at the dilapidated shop, is it a black shop? Is there anything in this shop? Or is it just a dilapidated shop?

After a fierce battle between heaven and man, Yang Hao still decided to believe in Lao Qian once.

"Run as soon as there is danger!"

After making up his mind, Yang Hao came to the door of the gold-style grocery store, sorted out his clothes, and knocked on the door.

Said softly.

"Shopkeeper!"

After screaming like this three times, the man woke up slowly, opened his sleepy eyes, and looked at Yang Hao in front of him in a little confusion and asked.

"Who are you?"

This sentence almost blew Yang Hao up.

"Who am I? I'm your grandmother!"

"Look at you like this!

Yang Hao breathed a long sigh of relief, walked a few steps closer, and whispered into the ear of the shopkeeper who had not yet woken up.

"I was introduced by the Qian shopkeeper of the Seven Xuanzong Sect!"

The words came into his ears, and suddenly, the shopkeeper was completely sleepy, his eyes turned energetic, and he changed his scene.

"It turned out to be introduced by Lao Qian! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"My name is Wu Hai, just call me Lao Wu!"

"My name is Yang Hao!"

Yang Hao responded coldly.

Looking at the other party's cold face, Lao Wu reached out and took out a night pearl from his robe and handed it to Yang Hao.

"It's just incontinence! This little bead counts as reparation!"

This stuff isn't uncommon, and while it's aesthetically pleasing, it doesn't do much either.

"Wu Lao, let's see the door!"

"I want a real hard guy!"

"If your shop only has this kind of flashy guy. ”

"I can only go to other places to buy!"

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Little friend, stop!"

"Sure enough, it's the person that the money shopkeeper likes, and it's extraordinary!"

Immediately, Wu Hai waved his hand, and the doors and windows naturally fell, and the room was not plunged into darkness, and it was obvious that there was a magic circle around it that could provide lighting.

Yang Hao's footsteps stopped, and his heart tightened.

"Could it be a black shop?" Immediately, his right fist was clenched, and a cyan cyclone loomed.

"Eh.haha! Yang Hao Xiaoyou, don't you want to take care of the goods?"

"Don't close the door!What do you think?"

"Besides, Brother Yang was introduced by the money shopkeeper, and I don't dare to hack you if I have the guts!"

After speaking, he raised his right hand and touched a black ring on his index finger.

This black ring is not a mortal thing, it is a space ring that can be stored, and this way of making things has been lost, and the most ordinary kind of space ring alone costs a huge amount of spirit stones.

A flash of light flashed, and there were four more things on the table.

An elixir the size of a dragon's eye, a spirit rune, an iron ring, and a strange stone in the shape of a crescent moon.

"The name of this medicine is Da Huan Dan, and it is mainly to increase the speed of recovering aura!"

"Priced at 10 first-grade spirit stones"

"This talisman is a fireball talisman! it's powerful and can be used three times."

"Priced at 20 first-grade spirit stones"

"This iron ring has the function of protecting the master! Active excitation, there is a layer of light curtain around within three steps, it can withstand the onslaught of martial artists below the Mortal Realm, and a tea time will not be broken!"

"Priced at 50 first-grade spirit stones"

"The crescent stone that stopped at this was recently obtained. I don't know the exact effect, but we have a lot of people for this thing!"

"From my point of view for many years, it is obviously an extraordinary thing to start with warm and delicate textures!"

"The price is also 50 first-grade spirit stones"

Under Wu Hai's introduction, Yang Hao's eyes swept over these four objects one by one.

First of all, the Iron Ring Protector has more Protector Light Curtain, and he must have to take it down, and after weighing the pros and cons between the fire talisman and the elixir, he chose the former.

After all, this elixir is a one-time consumable, far less than a rune paper that can be reused three times.

As for the last one, it's the same.

Yang Hao is not a disciple of a big family, and every spirit stone in his hand is his hard-earned money.

Hua Lingshi went to buy a useless stone and returned 50 stones?

Even if an ordinary miscellaneous disciple doesn't eat or drink for a year, he can't make up a few first-grade spirit stones.

Do you really look like that kind of wronged boss?

"I decided I wanted to ......"

Just as Yang Hao was about to say his choice, suddenly a strange voice sounded in his ears.

"Pick that stone!"

"Pick that stone!"

"Pick that stone!"

This voice was ethereal, like a magic sound, but Yang Hao, who was almost shocked by his breath, lost his mind.

Seeing Yang Hao's strange appearance, Wu Hai hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Little friend, but I'm sick!"

Coming back to his senses, Yang Hao shook his head.

Asked suspiciously.

"Old Man Wu just heard some noise?"

"Nope!"

"I have engraved here a formation to isolate sound"

"Not only can't the outside sound come in, but the inside voice can't be heard outside. ”

"Could it be that Xiaoyou is hallucinating?"

Looking at Wu Hai's firm tone, Yang Hao responded.

"Maybe something went wrong with the practice!"

"That's right, Old Wu, I'll choose this iron ring and this strange stone!"

After paying the spirit stone, Yang Hao took the two things into his arms.

After a few words of greeting between the two, Yang Hao said goodbye and returned to the sect.

Along the way, Yang Hao's head was still aching.

Could it be that there is really something strange about that strange stone?

"I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse!"

"Hey!"