Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

The carriage quickly drove over a hill. After passing here, it felt like a village with dark flowers and bright flowers. Not far away, a lively market was located in the valley.

"Wufu?"

There were several guards at the entrance of the valley. After one of them saw the iron horse, he immediately glanced into the carriage and then said:

"Do you have the Dragon Spine Order?"

Tiema took out the Dragon Spine Token and gave the opponent a look, then threw a low-grade spirit stone to the opponent. The opponent nodded slightly when he saw this:

"go in."

Here is Longjifang, a gathering place for monks. Fang Chen's soul has already come here for a walk, and there are no monks like Senior Yunhe who can detect his existence.

Those with the highest level of cultivation are just refining Qi.

Longjifang is very big and looks like a small town, but not all monks are here. Occasionally, you can see warriors like iron horses. They are all followers and followers of the monks.

Fang Chen originally thought that this place was related to the Blood Spirit Cult. When his spirit followed the old woman into Longjifang, he realized that this place was an exchange.

The old woman came here just to buy some resources needed for practice.

"You guys wait for me in the car."

Fang Chen, who put on a mask, got off the carriage, told the two of them, and then started walking around Longji Square, but the old woman's figure was always in his sight.

Most of the monks here wear masks. Even the old woman disguised her face before entering Longjifang. It is estimated that there are many things here with unknown origins, which is why the monks who come here are so wary.

"Selling three powerful talismans and six low-grade spiritual stones, no negotiation."

"The Lihuo Sword has four soul seals. As long as it is stimulated with spiritual power, it can release Lihuo. The power is very terrifying. Eighty low-grade spiritual stones are currently on sale. The price is negotiable."

"Qi Condensing Pills are of high quality. There are a set of twelve pills in total. Fifty-five low-grade spiritual stones are packed in a package. If you buy one pill individually, you will get five low-grade spiritual stones!"

Along the way, shouts kept coming from the stalls on both sides of the road. The cultivation level of these monks was relatively low, and most of them were between the first and second levels of Qi refining.

In addition to such stalls, Longjifang also has some formal-looking storefronts, but the items sold inside are more expensive, and the monks stationed there are also quite advanced.

Fang Chen stopped in front of a stall selling talismans. Not far away, an old woman was buying Qi Condensing Pills and planned to bargain with others because she planned to buy five pills alone.

"Brother, you just use the most common cinnabar yellow talisman paper for this powerful talisman, right? The quality is poor. I think the price of three powerful talismans is about the same as four low-grade spiritual stones."

Someone bargained with the stall owner.

The stall owner rolled his eyes: "Making a talisman takes a lot of effort and effort. You may not be able to successfully get one in ten days and a half, and a lot of spiritual power will be consumed during this period. This is already the lowest price. If you want to bargain, go look elsewhere. look!"

You may not be able to get one successfully in ten days and half a month?

Fang Chen glanced at the stall owner. The aura on the other person's body seemed to be comparable to his. They were both at the second level of Qi Refining.

Is it so difficult to make talismans?

He thought the stall owner was complaining on purpose, but to his surprise, the counter-offer hesitated for a moment, then asked for six low-grade spiritual stones and bought the talisman.

"This... the powerful talisman is simpler than the divine walking talisman and the diamond talisman. If I don't do anything for a day and only make powerful talismans, forty or fifty talismans will not be a big problem."

Fang Chen looked strange.

So, if he wants to obtain spiritual stones, he can make a lot of money just by selling the talismans?

He was suddenly moved.

Because there are people selling magic weapons here, just like the soul-suppressing bell that Taoist Xue took out, Fang Chen is also very interested in these magic weapons.

"Old woman, do you want to buy it? If you don't buy it, don't stand here. These Qi Condensing Pills are sold individually for five low-grade spiritual stones. You will never negotiate the price, and you won't ask me who I am."

Suddenly there was a burst of yelling and swearing not far away.

Fang Chen raised his eyes and saw that the old woman was being pointed at and scolded by the stall owner in front of him. Her face turned blue and white, but in the end she did not have an attack. Instead, she took out the spirit stone and bought the other party's Qi Condensing Pill.

"It seems that the forces in the cultivation world are complex. This old woman is from the Blood Spirit Sect, and she does not dare to act recklessly when facing a second-level Qi Refining monk."

Fang Chen's thoughts moved slightly.

This is good news, indicating that the Blood Spirit Cult is not invincible in the nearby realm, but it may also be that the old woman's status in the Blood Spirit Cult is relatively low and she does not dare to make mistakes.

The old woman did not leave after buying the elixir. Instead, she found an open space to set up a stall and placed some elixirs, herbs, and some special metals on it.

When Fang Chen saw this, a faint smile flashed in his eyes, and he no longer paid attention to the old woman. After finally coming to Longjifang, he had to think about it carefully.

Half an hour later, Fang Chen walked around Longjifang for a while, and got a little understanding of the prices here.

This place is like an antique market.

Many people have the idea of ​​​​taking a lump sum and leaving. Some items are sold at extremely high prices, specifically to deceive people who do not know the goods, but there are also some who are doing business honestly.

Someone was selling the Lihuo Sword before. There were four soul seals on it, indicating that it was a magic weapon of the fourth level of Qi refining and should have exerted its due power.

As a result, after a monk bought it, he found that two of the four soul seals were incomplete, and it could only be equivalent to a third-level Qi refining magic weapon at most.

He was brutally stabbed by someone, but the person had already run away after selling the items. The monk who finally bought the Lihuo Sword could only rush out of Longjifang with an annoyed look on his face to pursue the collection.

Whether you can catch him or not is another matter.

Fang Chen suddenly paused and stopped in front of a stall. This stall sold things related to talismans.

There are more than a dozen writing brushes, a lot of cinnabar, and stacks of yellow talisman papers. The only difference is that they all exude spiritual power and are obviously not ordinary objects.

"Brother, do you usually like to make talismans? Then you come to my place. Look at these pens. They are all made of fine hair from the ears of monster beasts."

"Look at my cinnabar again. It was unearthed from a spiritual mine. It has been buried underground for countless years and has absorbed rich spiritual power."

"And I have these yellow talisman papers. They are boiled from a thousand-year-old tree and made into talismans. The quality must be among the best!"

The stall owner greeted Fang Chen warmly.

"How to sell it?"

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

The stall owner took a look at Fang Chen's dress, felt Fang Chen's aura, and said with a smile: "It's cheap, one low-grade spiritual stone and one tael of cinnabar.

One low-grade spiritual stone and one hundred talismans.

As for these pens, I don’t know which one I like. They are of different quality and sell at different prices. "

Fang Chen selected it and picked out the brush with the strongest spiritual power, "How can I sell this one?"

"Brother, you have great eyesight, and this pen is amazing..."

"Just tell me the price."

Fang Chen interrupted the other party Wang Po’s process of selling melons.

"Ten low-grade spiritual stones!"

The stall owner rolled his eyes and said.

"Expensive."

Fang Chen dropped it and left.

Ten low-grade spiritual stones? Why don't you grab it? You can already buy a magic weapon with a soul seal at this price. No matter how rich the spiritual energy of this pen is, it can't compare with the magic weapon.