Lingyu First Bank

Several monks looked at each other, not understanding what Wang Yuan meant for a while.

Wang Yuan knew that he needed to explain it to them, so he said, "I can lend you five hundred low-grade spirit stones to buy medicine pills. But I have a condition, that is, after you return from the million-dollar mountain and sell the treasures, you must return them to me." Six hundred low-grade spirit stones. The extra one hundred low-grade spirit stones will be the interest I will charge."

"Interest? What is that?" the nun asked.

Wang Yuan waved his hand: "That's not important, as long as you understand that you want to return me one hundred lower-grade spirit stones."

Several monks looked at each other. In fact, this kind of private borrowing of spirit stones still exists in the spirit realm, but it is usually between acquaintances. Loans between strangers are rare, but they all understand Wang yuan meaning.

A male cultivator who looked very handsome pondered: "Although five hundred is not too much, it is barely enough."

The bearded man nodded: "I think it's feasible."

The other people also nodded, and they didn't discuss whether the extra one hundred low-grade spirit stones should be paid or not. Although they didn't know what interest was or not, they knew that as long as they got the elixir, they would get a lot of money. Must be much more than that.And these casual cultivators are walking on the verge of death every time they go out to do tasks. In terms of saving their lives, they understand the importance of investment.And the reason why they lack even five hundred low-grade spirit stones is also because every time they get spirit stones, they will use them to improve their strength to the maximum extent, which makes them always poor.

The bearded man was obviously the heads of several people, and he said to Wang Yuan, "Little brother, we borrowed your spirit stone."

Wang Yuan smiled slightly: "Okay, let's make a written statement."

Of course there are contract talismans in the realm of comprehension, but those things are very expensive, and the five hundred low-grade spirit stones are not enough to buy a talisman.

The monks had no objection, and soon they signed the contract, and Wang Yuan also took out the spirit stone.

There are five monks in total, the bearded man is called Hou Meng, the female cultivator is called Feng Jiao, the handsome man is called Hu Tianyi, and the two brothers who don't like to talk are called Qi Ning and Qi Yu respectively.

"Several, I wish you a successful return as soon as possible. If you can't find me in the trade union after you come back, you can look for me at the Wangji Xiuzhen Grocery Store in Xiuhuifang. I am the owner there."

Hou Meng asked in puzzlement: "Little brother, you have already refined the fourth level of Qi at a young age, how could you open a grocery store with such a talent?"

Wang Yuan laughed: "Ancestral, ancestral, a few, see you later." After greeting the five people, he left without any delay.

Seeing Wang Yuan leave, Feng Jiao said, "Although he is young, he is a cheerful person."

Hou Meng nodded: "Let's go, let's go buy medicine. This time, we must get the elixir."

Wang Yuan bid farewell to several people, he didn't think about whether these people will repay his spirit stones at that time, this was just his attempt.Now at least prove that there is a market.

He didn't go to alchemy anymore. Alchemy is a very exhausting job. The recent continuous alchemy made him exhausted. He didn't go back to the shop, but went all the way out of the city.

The reason why he went out of the city was because when he was wandering around in the trade union hall, he heard that the Wangshan Market had already opened and it would be very lively there.

Er Dan remembers the Wangshan Market, and he even participated in it.Ten miles to the east of Julong City, there is a small village called Wangshan Village. There is a large flat river beach. Every year in the beginning of autumn, a large number of monks will gather and trade there, and it has gradually formed a scale. It has a history of several decades.

The Wangshan market usually lasts for nine consecutive days. Wang Yuan didn't know about it until today was the eighth day, so he wanted to rush over to see if he could use the system's ability to make a small fortune.

After leaving Julong City, there were many people going to Wangshan Market on the road, and they happened to follow.There are monks flying over the sky from time to time, and monks above the foundation can master the flying sword of Yuqi flying. Of course, it also depends on the skill and talent.

Yujian is not allowed to fly in Julong City, but outside the city, you can do whatever you want.Although Wang Yuan was envious of the monks flying in the sky, he could only walk.There are also spirit beasts or horses for rent outside the city.But Wang Yuan doesn't know how to ride a horse, and doesn't want to lose that man.Besides, so many people are walking, so can he.Ten miles and not far away.

The scenery in the spiritual realm is so beautiful that it is incomparable with Wang Yuan's world that was ruined by industrialization in his previous life. Wang Yuan was playful all the way and didn't keep up with the people in front of him.As a result, after walking for a while, Wang Yuan came to an intersection, and Wang Yuan didn't know how to go.

Fortunately, a monk came from behind and asked, "Little friend, are you going to Wangshan Market? Let's go together."

Wang Yuan was very happy, and couldn't help sighing, it's better to be a person from Lingyu, with a pure mind and a willingness to help others.

The two chatted while walking, and the man introduced himself as Qin Yan, a casual cultivator.In Wang Yuan's memory, although Er Dan's family was engaged in the business of monks, the monks basically didn't talk nonsense with mortals like them, so they didn't understand some rules of the practice world.

Wang Yuan then asked Qin Yan some common sense in the practice world. Qin Yan saw that he knew nothing about practice, but he was already at the fourth level of Qi Refining. At first he thought he was a disciple of the sect, but unexpectedly he was a casual practitioner So he was surprised and asked how he practiced to this level.

Wang Yuan could only make up nonsense, saying that he got an incomplete copy of "Great Hunyuan Gong" by accident and comprehended it by himself.

Qin Yan said: "I've heard of the Great Hunyuan Kung Fu. It's said to be a Xuan-level kung fu. Can you lend me a glimpse?"

"Huh?" Wang Yuan became more vigilant now, no matter how ignorant of the rules he knew, it was taboo to covet other people's exercises.Looking around, I felt a chill in my heart.

This place obviously deviated from the main road, and the road became narrower and narrower. Moreover, after the two of them walked for a while, there was no pedestrian on this road.

Seeing Wang Yuan's movements, Qin Yan smiled lightly, finally stopped pretending, pulled out a big knife from his waist, and pointed at Wang Yuan.

"Little brother, I saw you busy for several days in the alchemy workshop. I never thought that you are still a genius in alchemy at such a young age. You can sell pills and earn thousands of spirit stones in a few days. You are so young and there are no adults in your family." , I think it’s better that we keep it safe for you.” Qin Yan said with a smile.

Wang Yuan sighed, just now he was lamenting the simplicity of the people in Lingyu, but he was immediately slapped in the face.That's right, in any place where one can practice, the weak are prey to the strong. In vain I have read so many fantasy novels in my previous life, but I still have no vigilance at all.Listening to the meaning of Qin Yan's words, he has been following him for several days, but he doesn't know at all.

Looking at Qin Yan, he can't see through, and he doesn't know how to look at other people's cultivation bases, but Qin Yan mentioned just now that he is in the late stage of Qi refining, that is, his cultivation base is above the seventh floor, and he still has a knife in his hand. Then unarmed.Not to mention that I was honest and honest in my previous life. From childhood to adulthood, I only fought a few times, and they were always the one who lost, and the bastard was worse than him.