With a charming smile, Boss Shen used his three-inch incorruptible tongue to introduce the various spiritual herbs and elixirs in the small shop to Li Zhaoyuan and Lin Xiaohong. He didn't care whether Li Lin and the others really wanted to buy the spirit herb elixir, so he just enthusiastically introduced it.

Boss Shen is like a talkative person, he hasn't seen anyone for several years, no one listens to him, and finally he meets a person, and immediately catches that person, constantly releasing his frustration of not having an audience for many years.

It was the first time Li Zhaoyuan had met such a fast-tongued person. He has seen the host of the shopping channel on the TV in the earth's hometown before, and he is like a river, and he talks about a high-quality product in a big way, and you can't buy it if you want to buy it or not. There are many people who are hypnotized by them and subconsciously pick up the phone to order. In the end, when it comes to the goods, they don't know what they are buying them for, so they become hoarded in the family's warehouse.

This Boss Shen also has the style skills of the host of the shopping channel, and it is said that Li Zhaoyuan and Lin Xiaohong inexplicably bought a lot of spiritual herb elixir, although it is not a rare and precious spiritual herb elixir, but it also cost Li Zhaoyuan more than a dozen low-grade spirit stones.

Boss Shen didn't expect that such two rookie outer disciples of the Xianqiao Sect would be so wealthy, which made him have an unexpected joy and make a small profit.

After Li Zhaoyuan inexplicably bought a few large packs of spiritual herb elixir, he remembered that he was not here to buy any spiritual herbs, but wanted to inquire about some news. However, a dozen lower-grade spirit stones are nothing to him, who told us to have spirit stones now. So he didn't care. These elixirs are still useful. Isn't there an alchemy furnace in his own Sumeru Meson Cave, and when he returns to the sect, he will go to learn alchemy, and just refine the spiritual herb and elixir, so he should be prepared in advance.

Li Zhaoyuan learned by inquiring about Boss Shen that the backstage of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion turned out to be the elixir palace among the five major sects. It can be said that the Hundred Treasure Pavilion was opened by the Elixir Palace.

The first floor of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion sells magic weapons, and the second floor sells pills. The pill is their main product. After all, the Elixir Palace is famous for its alchemy. However, their pills are all sold to those big customers, and retail investors like Li Zhaoyuan and Lin Xiaohong naturally don't see it, so they don't even let them in, so as not to waste their time.

They didn't just sell pills, they also bought a large number of rare elixirs to provide their teachers with raw materials for alchemy. They then refined the precious elixir and made huge profits from it.

There are also spiritual artifacts for sale on the third floor of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion. Magic weapons are so expensive, let alone spiritual weapons. Ordinary monks really can't afford it. It is really rare and expensive to have spiritual weapons, so only monks who have cultivated to the foundation building period can have spiritual weapons. The higher the cultivation, the stronger the ability to earn spirit stones.

Very few monks who are under the foundation building period have spiritual weapons. What can be owned is only those very few wealthy immortal second generations. Ordinary monks don't even think about it, they can only practice hard, hoping that after the breakthrough in cultivation, they can earn spirit stones to equip themselves.

Through Boss Shen's introduction, Li Zhaoyuan knew. It turned out that there was a square in Luo Tiancheng that was a place for those poor monks to hunt for treasures. It was the equivalent of a flea market among monks. The monk can go there and set up a stall if he wants to sell something, and the monk who doesn't have many spirit stones can go to that place if he wants to pick up the leak.

After Li Zhaoyuan asked the direction clearly, Boss Shen still talked endlessly, saliva was flying, and he pulled them to brag and fart, what was the courage of the year, and so on. Hearing this, Lin Xiaohong couldn't stand it. So Li Zhaoyuan hurriedly thanked and said goodbye, no matter how Boss Shen kept him, he pulled Lin Xiaohong and fled.

Looking at the two people who fled in the wilderness, Boss Shen frowned slightly, shook his head again and again, and said, "Young people now, they are really impatient, and they don't listen to the old man more." He changed his words and said, "Hehe, but these two young people are not bad, and they are doing another good deal today." ”

When Boss Shen said two words to himself, Li Zhaoyuan and Lin Xiaohong had already disappeared.

They soon found the monk flea market. This flea market really has the appearance of a flea market, and there are more monks, which is much more lively than what Li Zhaoyuan and the others just saw when they came to Luo Tiancheng.

Many monks sat on the floor, and many strange things were placed in front of them.

Li Zhaoyuan glanced at it and found that most of the monks who set up stalls here were monks from the Tongxue period, and there were also some monks from the condensation stage, but it was rare to see monks above the foundation building stage setting up stalls here.

In addition to the sign in front of those who set up stalls, writing what they want to sell, there are also monks who keep shouting: "The magic weapon, the best magic weapon, come and take a look, sell it cheaply!"

"Elixir, the best elixir!

"Don't miss it when you pass by! Good spirit animal bones, spirit animal furs! Everything is available!"

However, these shouting voices were not shouted by the monks themselves, but by a small jade jane called Yin Jian. The monks who set up the stalls stored the words they wanted to sell in the sound tablets, and they only needed a little bit of rare spiritual power to play them continuously, which was very practical. It's kind of like a tape recorder on Earth. It's just that the tape recorder uses electricity, and the sound is simple and spiritual.

Although there are most monks in the Tongxue period who set up stalls, there are all kinds of monks who go shopping. Sometimes you can also see monks from the Jindan period coming here to search for treasures. It can be seen that no matter where it is, there are still a lot of people who want to pick up the leaks.

Li Zhaoyuan's first visit to the flea market among the monks was very novel, so he stopped and stopped all the way, full of curiosity to explore those so-called treasures one by one. Lin Xiaohong, who was stunned, had no heart or lungs, and at this time she had nothing to ask for, always thinking about returning to the sect to practice her new best magic weapon as soon as possible. So he followed Li Zhaoyuan absentmindedly and wandered around.

Li Zhaoyuan doesn't have anything he wants to buy, so it can be said that he has no goal. Although it was a stop-and-go, it was just a walk-and-go, and I didn't see a favorite thing, let alone find any treasures.

But it's right to think about it, the stalls here are basically monks from the acupuncture stage, and it's hard to get anything good. Even if good things appeared occasionally, they would have been snatched away by those knowledgeable monks. It's not the turn of Li Zhaoyuan, a newcomer, to pick up the leak.

Li Lin and the others were wandering aimlessly all the way, when suddenly there was a noise in front of them. Li Zhaoyuan looked up and saw several monks surrounding a small stall. They spoke loudly, as if they were arguing over something.

The monks wore robes of the same color, all gray-blue robes, and it was clear that they were monks of the same sect. There were five people in the group, and they were surrounding a little girl. The little girl looked like she was about thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Little girl, that thing is not a magic weapon, nor is it a treasure. If you keep it, no one will ask for it. You can sell it to my senior brother!" said one of the triangular-faced early foundation building monks.

"Yes, this thing of yours. It's been a long time. Others didn't look at it, and they didn't even ask. Ten spirit stones are not much! We already take great care of you! You can see that you can sell them. A baby-faced Condensing Vein Monk also persuaded.

"Don't sell, don't sell, don't sell! No one who comes without twenty spirit stones, no one will sell them! You come every day, are you annoyed?!" the little girl who set up the stall refused very impatiently.

"Miss Yang, don't you always refuse so quickly. I also saw that you were pitiful, so I was willing to pay ten spirit stones to buy your rotten plate. A long-faced monk arrogantly persuaded: "I heard that your father is sick, you sell it to me, so I can buy medicine, right?" This long-faced monk has the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, and he should be the senior brother of the other four.

"If it weren't for my father's illness. I'm not going to sell it either. It takes twelve spirit stones to cure my father's illness, not one. If you're really kind, you'll give out twenty spirit stones. "Miss Yang won't give an inch, this is her father's life-saving money.

The little girl refused, and the other two monks joined in the bargaining.

It suddenly turned into a noisy scene.