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"Uncle, what's the reason for such a long queue here?"

The uncle who was joining in the fun turned around and looked at the little girl who asked the question with surprise on his face.

The clothes were tattered, but with his decades of sharp eyesight, he could tell at a glance that the clothes were made of fine material. Ordinary people could not wear such good clothes.

The little girl has a good appearance, but there is a hairless chicken standing on her shoulder, which looks weird.

However, there are so many strange people coming to Qingyun City every day, and there are many who are even stranger than this little girl.

What surprised this uncle was...

"You do not know?"

Ji Huan scratched his head and said, "I just came out of a secret realm, so I don't know much."

The words were vague, but the uncle looked as if he had suddenly understood something.

"Is that so? No wonder. Today is the day when the Wanjian Sect opens its doors to accept disciples." The uncle said, and his eyes fell on Ji Huan. "Little girl, which sect are you from?"

Ji Huan had no idea what sects there were here. Fortunately, she had learned a lot about the world of immortal cultivation from Xuan Tian, ​​so she replied directly, "I have no sect or school. I am just an independent cultivator."

The uncle was even more surprised, "Self-cultivator?"

In an instant, the uncle imagined many tragic experiences for the little girl in front of him.

He was wearing unusual clothes, but looked disheveled. He even said that he was a casual cultivator. I'm afraid that his family had encountered some disaster.

This kind of thing is very common in the Yunzhong Continent. It is common for a small sect or a small family to be quietly destroyed because they offended someone or accidentally obtained some treasure.

The uncle may have felt sorry for her, so he reminded Ji Huan in a subtle way, "Little girl, it's not easy to be a free cultivator these days. You just happened to meet the Wanjian Sect accepting disciples today. Isn't this a fate sent by heaven? Why don't you give it a try?

Although the Wanjian Sect has very high requirements for accepting disciples, you might be able to get in.

With the identity of a disciple of the Wanjian Sect, ordinary people would not dare to offend him. "

After all, the Wanjian Sect is a bit poor, but everyone in the sect is protective of their own people and each one is crazier than the other.

Generally speaking, no one wants to offend the people from the Wanjian Sect.

Ji Huan, who knows her own business, said: "...Thank you, uncle."

The uncle waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, but little girl, do you need any spiritual plants? My spiritual plant shop is in the back. The spiritual plants there are absolutely good quality and cheap, and they are unique in the entire Qingyun City..."

Ji Huan: “…”

"I don't have any spirit stones." Ji Huan interrupted the uncle's enthusiastic recommendation.

The uncle was stuck for a while, and then he said enthusiastically after a long time: "It's okay, we are destined to meet today, this is a 99% discount coupon for our store, next time you have spiritual stones and need spiritual plants, come to my house, I will definitely give you a discount, little girl."

Ji Huan looked at the 99% discount coupon stuffed into her hand and wondered what kind of discount it was, an 8% discount?

"Thank you." Ji Huan thanked him again, put the discount coupon in her pocket, and said goodbye to the enthusiastic uncle in the spiritual plant shop.

Whether to go to the Wanjian Sect is a question that does not require much thought.

She wasn't sure when she would be able to return to the magical continent, but she had to go back, so she didn't want to have too much interaction with the people in this world.

To this world, she is just a passer-by, nothing more.

Ever since he met people, Fanfan kept his mouth shut and acted like an ordinary chicken.

[Host, that roast chicken looks delicious.] Fanfan drooled as he looked at the roast chicken in the roadside roast chicken shop.

Ji Huan was picking and choosing in the system space. The system space, which was originally quite large, was now filled with a pile of junk.

Although there are many treasures in the outer land, there are very few that are intact.

These treasures can still survive under the erosion of turbulence and black holes because the treasures themselves are strong enough.

After hearing Fanfan's words, Ji Huan said without even raising her head: "I'll buy it for you when I get enough spirit stones."

After picking and choosing for a long time and considering various reasons, she finally picked out a treasure that satisfied Ji Huan and was suitable for her to sell.

An alchemy furnace!

After Fanfan's scan, this alchemy furnace should have been an immortal weapon, but now it is just a spiritual treasure, not even a divine weapon.

The dangers of the outer world can be seen!

Ji Huan directly found a cultivator who looked kind and asked about the most reliable spiritual weapon shop in Qingshan City.

The monk introduced two shops to her. "In Qingshan City, the Weapon Refining Hall and Wanjia Spiritual Weapon Shop are the most famous."

Ji Huan thanked him and followed the man's directions to find two stores.

Looking at the two stores facing each other, her first reaction was: the competition is so fierce!

The waiters from both stores saw Ji Huan at the same time, and their eyes met instantly, sparks flying.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you need? We have all kinds of spiritual weapons in our weapon refining hall, and the prices are absolutely fair."

Another person stepped forward and quietly pushed aside the waiter in the weapon refining hall, and raised a standard smile on his face, "Daoyou, come to our Wanjia Spiritual Weapon Shop. We just received a batch of top-quality spiritual weapons and magic weapons today. I promise you won't be disappointed."

Just as the two of them were having a passionate conversation, Ji Huan said, "I don't buy it..."

Before he could finish his words, the two of them turned around and left.

Ji Huan: “…”

Do you want it to be so realistic?

Also, these two people probably have a grudge against each other, right?

"I don't buy things, but I sell things!" Ji Huan muttered and walked towards Wanjia Spiritual Weapon Shop.

The classification of weapon levels in the world of immortal cultivation is completely different from that in the magical continent.

The weapons here are divided into magic weapons: (lower, middle, upper, and top grade), spiritual weapons: (lower, middle, upper, and top grade), magic treasures: (lower, middle, upper, and top grade), acquired spiritual treasures, innate spiritual treasures, and then there are divine weapons.

Although the divisions are different, Ji Huan estimated and converted them in her mind. The inferior magic weapons here are probably the one-star artifacts from the magical continent.

With this comparison, I always feel that the artifacts from the magical continent are not worth much.

"Collect the weapons?" Ji Huan asked, tapping her fingers on the counter twice.

The shopkeeper of Wanjia Spiritual Weapon Shop asked, "What level of weapon?"

Ji Huan turned her wrist, and a small and exquisite alchemy furnace appeared in her hand.

The shopkeeper had seen so many spiritual tools and magic weapons in Wanjia Spiritual Tool Shop that he could tell at a glance that the alchemy furnace was no ordinary item.

As for what level it was, he wasn't sure.

When other people in the store looked over, he grabbed the cloth next to him and covered the alchemy furnace with it.

Ji Huan raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Please forgive me, fellow Taoist."

Ji Huan: "No problem."

"Please follow me, fellow Taoist." The shopkeeper said with a much more respectful attitude.