I'm afraid of pain, so I put all my defense into it.

Buying and selling items is Li Xiaobai's favorite part, especially selling things to potential big customers like sect disciples.

Sometimes he can make a lot of money just for a little face, and he is the most suitable person to be a victim.

Go down the mountain alone.

This mountain is a place where menial disciples live, and it has no name. At this moment, wherever Li Xiaobai goes, the doors and windows are closed, and no one dares to breathe.

Menial disciples have a low status in the sect and are often bullied, so they are extremely cowardly. They all saw the scene of Li Xiaobai leading 200 people to show their loyalty on the mountain. They were envious and in awe. For them, this is definitely an extraordinary person.

Can't offend, the best way is not to go out and don't have any intersection with him.

Li Xiaobai was speechless. He hadn't done anything yet, and these people looked scared. His face seems to be quite handsome!

Touching the human skin mask on his face, Li Xiaobai knew that the possibility of attracting hatred from menial disciples was almost zero.

At the foot of the mountain, there was an endless stream of disciples coming and going, which seemed very lively.

As a large sect, the Holy Demon Sect had several dangerous places around it, where there were treasures for disciples to explore and discover. Going to these dangerous places to search for treasures every day, and then trading the materials obtained in the sect, has become the normal life of the disciples.

According to the route described by Yuan Fang, Li Xiaobai found the trading shop of the sect disciples.

It was called a shop, but in fact it was a street stall. It was located in the center of the sect, the most prosperous area, and all kinds of people set up stalls here, shouting one after another.

"Come, take a look, the bear paw just out of the oven, the three hundred years of Jindan stage cultivation, is definitely a great tonic!"

"Nine Heavens Mysterious Spirit Grass, absolutely authentic, ten times the compensation if it is fake!"

"Sky Wind Sword, a top-grade spiritual weapon at a low price, hurry up if you want it!"

"..."

As we walked along, the streets were full of dazzling goods, and the sound of bargaining mixed with angry curses was endless.

Li Xiaobai knew what was going on. He found the person in charge of the venue, paid two low-grade spiritual stones, and prepared to set up a stall.

He was a newcomer and came late. The good locations had been picked up by others, leaving only some remaining corners for him to choose.

However, good wine needs no bush. If he had good goods in his hands, he would not be afraid that people would not buy them.

Walking to a stall in the corner, Li Xiaobai took out a few low-grade spiritual weapons.

"Brother, I don't know you. Is this your first time here?"

The stall owner next to him had nothing to do. This location was not very good, and his stall had almost no customers.

"Yes, I'm Ye Liangchen. I don't know what your name is, brother?" Li Xiaobai asked, clasping his fists.

"Hey, just call me Brother Fist."

This was a thin and withered man with a pale face. He looked a little malnourished, and his smile had a bit of a wretched temperament.

Li Xiaobai was speechless. This guy didn't look like a Brother Fist at all. His hands were so thin that only skin was left.

"It's Brother Quan."

"Brother, this is not okay. These low-grade spiritual weapons are of average quality. In this area, basically no one will buy them."

Brother Quan glanced at the swords in front of Li Xiaobai and curled his lips. The things on this stall were even worse than his.

"Liangchen likes to sell in large quantities."

Li Xiaobai shook his hands, and nearly a thousand low-grade spiritual weapons instantly filled the entire stall, among which there were also many medium-grade spiritual weapons, rolling on the ground, jingling.

"Oh my god..."

"Brother Ye, did you rob a sect?"

Looking at the dazzling array of spiritual weapons, Brother Quan was stunned and drooled.

"Just a thousand low-grade spiritual weapons, not worth a sneer." Li Xiaobai waved his hand and said lightly.

Brother Quan felt offended and stopped talking.

Li Xiaobai exchanged a huge plaque from the mall, engraved with the words "Divine Sword Auction, Highest Bidder Wins", etc., placed it aside, without shouting, just quietly waiting for customers to gather.

As expected, in just a moment, this mountain of spiritual weapons attracted a large number of customers to watch, and nearly a thousand spiritual weapons were sold at one time, which was definitely a big deal.

"This senior brother looks unfamiliar, does anyone know him?"

"You don't know him, so many spiritual weapons, it must be that he robbed a certain sect, this kind of master of cultivation doesn't like to show up on weekdays."

"That's right, but why do these spiritual weapons look so familiar to me?"

"It seems to be the sword formation of the sect's sword forest..."

Hiss!

Many disciples present recognized the origins of these spiritual weapons. After all, they were all people who had passed the sword formation and still remembered this test.

"Senior brother, how much is this spiritual weapon?" asked a beautiful female cultivator.

"A low-grade spiritual weapon costs one hundred low-grade spiritual stones, and a medium-grade spiritual weapon costs one hundred low-grade spiritual stones."A piece of medium-grade spiritual stone." Li Xiaobai said.

As soon as this was said, everyone present was surprised. Li Xiaobai gave the cost price, which was more than 10% lower than the same type of merchants.

And the quality of these spiritual tools is pretty good, and there is no situation of filling the numbers with shoddy goods.

"Brother, please be kind. Junior sister wants to buy this light blue medium-grade spiritual sword. "

The female cultivator threw out a medium-grade spiritual stone and took away the spiritual sword.

Seeing this, the other cultivators immediately became excited and began to pay for spiritual weapons from Li Xiaobai. Many cultivators even quickly returned to the previous stalls to return the goods.

Li Xiaobai smiled slightly. His goods were of good quality and low price, and the quantity was very large. Other merchants selling low-level spiritual weapons could not compete with him at all.

In just a few minutes, tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones were obtained, including a lot of medium-grade spiritual stones.

Brother Quan on the side looked at Li Xiaobai with envy, and looked at him eagerly: "Brother Ye, how about we merge into one stall? This way, the stall area will be larger and you can put more things. Don't worry, we will sell our own things and not share the money. "

Li Xiaobai thought about it and thought it would be good to merge the stalls. He did have a lot of materials to deal with.

"Okay. "

The two stalls merged into one, and Brother Quan came to Li Xiaobai with a strange smile, and placed his bottles and jars in front of many cultivators.

Compared with Li Xiaobai's inventory, the amount he had was not enough to fill the gaps between his teeth, but someone immediately recognized the items he was selling.

"This is the inner elixir of a half-step Yuanying period monster!"

"This is the skin of a blood crocodile. You killed that crocodile. Brother, may I ask your name!"

"I want this inner elixir, and no one can snatch it from me! ”

“This elixir is actually specially for Jindan stage cultivators…”

“…”

The cultivators were frantic. They didn’t expect to find a treasure in such a remote place.

Looking at Brother Quan’s red face negotiating the price with others, Li Xiaobai felt that he had been tricked. The other party was clearly using his influence to sell things, and it seemed that the things he sold were all good stuff.

No wonder he said that each sold his own things. It seems that he was afraid that he would split the profits with him.

This guy is also an old cunning bastard…