[Rebirth] My CP is always elusive

When it comes to barter, Xie Weiyang is also very interested in it.

After all, treasures... There are quite a lot of things he can trade - except for the Treasure Pavilion in Liyou Valley, Xie Shaohua has never forgotten to send some good things to his nephew even in Tongque City these few years .

So Xie Weiyang can be said to be a wealthy local tyrant monk.

Xie Weiyang stopped in front of a monk, he was wearing a wooden sign, and Xie Weiyang also had it, which meant that both of them came by barter.

The monk glanced at his wooden sign and said, "Purple Gold Knife, an intermediate magic weapon, do fellow Taoists need it?"

Xie Weiyang shook his head and left, he didn't use a knife.

Since then, when he came to Shaoshan, Xiao Chi was always busy, and Gu Sisi also became very strange, unwilling to come out.

So for this barter meeting, Xie Weiyang went by himself.

At this time, a person jumped up from the stage not far away, and as soon as the person stepped onto the stage, he flipped his left hand and revealed a black magic weapon: "This is the magic weapon I got in the secret realm of Xiaoyao."

He paused for a while, seeing that everyone was attracted by his words, he continued with satisfaction: "This thing is about a mid-level magic weapon, but the things that came out of the Unfettered Secret Realm can't be simple, and they seem to have other uses. I haven't understood the secret of the object yet, and I want to participate in tomorrow's discussion meeting, but I don't have a magic weapon in my hand, so I exchanged this object, if it is not a last resort, I don't want to."

The Unfettered Secret Realm is a secret realm that suddenly appeared in the past hundred years. Cultivators went to explore it, but very few came out, and the monks who came out all carried this mysterious black-shaped magic weapon in their hands.

A monk shouted: "What kind of magic weapon do fellow Taoists want?"

The monk on the stage smiled and said: "I don't ask much, as long as it is a middle-level magical weapon, and finally a knife that matches my attributes. This will not make the fellow Taoists lose."

When everyone heard it, they felt good and were very interested. After all, things from Happy Secret Realm are hard to come by.

Then someone asked: "May I wait to test the magic weapon in your hand?"

The monk said generously: "Yes." Then he handed the magic weapon to the other party.

In the attic, Ji Yu and Bai Jing sat by the window, watching the bustling barter fair below.

With their eyesight, they can easily see the items being traded.

When a monk below showed a black magic weapon and claimed that it was from the Xiaoyao Secret Realm, Ji Yu looked at Bai Jing.

Bai Jing stared intently at the magic weapon below.

Disappointed for a while, he said: "It's fake, I just want to exchange for a better magic weapon."

The owner of Zhujian Pavilion said it was a fake, so it must be fake: "The black shape looks like the one from Xiaoyao Secret Realm, but it is not. The material of Xiaoyao Secret Realm is special, and it is black. This magic weapon is smelted from the sap of the colored spirit grass. As for other uses... What other uses can a magic weapon that has entered the ranks of the middle class have."

Bai Jing sighed and laughed: "It's really a trick full of tricks."

Ji Yu didn't react after hearing this, and silently looked at the crowd below, a familiar figure.

Xie Weiyang saw the magic weapon from a distance, and also leaned over to have a look.

But he was a little disappointed, because he found that the magic weapon was fake - he naturally didn't have the eyesight of the master of the Sword Forging Pavilion, but as long as he saw the real one, it would not be difficult to distinguish the fake one.

It is said that the people who imitated this magic weapon may have never seen the real magic weapon from Xiaoyao Pavilion.

And Xie Weiyang has one of his storage rings.

... Xie Shaohua is indispensable when visiting a secret place.

Although he knew that the magic weapon was fake, Xie Weiyang didn't think that the limelight would attract people's resentment for nothing, this matter was all based on his eyesight, if he wasn't really tricked, he could only blame himself for not being cautious enough.

Sure enough, although many monks had doubts about the magic weapon, there were still people who exchanged the knife he wanted with this monk with a fluke mentality.

The crowd gradually dispersed, Xie Weiyang thought for a while, took out the nine-turn Yuhua soul lamp from the ring, and went up to the stands.

"Everyone." Xie Weiyang said in a bright voice: "Nine-turn Yuhua Linglong Soul Lamp, a high-level magic weapon, contains a ghost, quite spiritual, and I want to exchange it for a Huifang grass."

Huifangcao is a middle-level elixir, which has the effect of beautifying and permanent appearance. It should be known that although monks have a relatively long lifespan, very few of them are truly immortal and ascend to the fairy world. I don't really care about it, but it's unbearable for the female nun. This time, Fangcao can keep the female nun's appearance at its most beautiful.

How can we not let them flock to it.

Therefore, although Huifangcao is a middle-level elixir, its rarity is worthy of a high-level magic weapon.

Everyone was interested in Xie Weiyang's soul lamp at first, but when they heard what he wanted, they dispersed, after all, there was nothing they could do.

"It's a pity, I can only miss such a good magic weapon." A monk shook his head.

Some people also focused their attention elsewhere: "This cultivator has only established a foundation, and he is so young. He must be a rookie who came to participate in the Dao Discussion... I don't know which disciple he is from."

"It must be some favored disciples of the sect, with such wealth, they exchanged the high-level magic weapon for Fangcao."

"I know, I met last time at the Dao Discussion Meeting. It is the nephew of the Tongque City Lord, and he came with his senior brother."

"No wonder, no wonder." The others were stunned.

There were also people who felt sour: "It's really a good fate, but according to my opinion, the disciples raised by these great sects all talk about delicate flowers, and their cultivation bases are all infused with medicinal materials and elixirs."

"Jiaohua is fine, if she teaches some dudes, it will harm others."

"correct."

"Hey, who knows, but you don't have to be too serious about being a fellow daoist..."

Xie Weiyang waited and waited, and found that everyone was in a wait-and-see state, which was different from the enthusiasm of the previous monk when he bartered. point……

Xie Weiyang: "..."

It seems to be surrounded.

Because of returning to Fangcao?

Xie Weiyang coughed, and imitated the salesman's tone from the monk just now: "This soul lamp is suitable for everyone, and there is no restriction on cultivation level. Once you recognize the master, the ghosts in it will obey the orders of the master, quite spiritual... If it wasn't for me to compare If you need to return Fangcao, you are reluctant to exchange it."

Why did Xie Weiyang insist on returning to Fangcao, which only female cultivators like? In fact, he just wanted to be a cover—he wanted to test the efficacy of the pills rewarded by the system. He started with the Hongyan Pill, the effect was too outstanding, and he could still take it back. Is the function of fragrant grass used as an excuse?

But it would be a lie to say that he was reluctant to change that soul lamp, in fact, he was very willing.

"Is there no cultivation limit?" Many monks started to discuss.

"How is this possible? Even a low-level magic weapon requires cultivation."

A monk couldn't help but said: "Fellow Daoist, is there no limit to cultivation?"

Xie Weiyang: "Yes, does anyone in the field have Hui Fangcao?"

A female cultivator said: "I do have it... but it was found for my own use after a lot of hard work. Can you show me the soul lamp? If there is really no limit to the cultivation level, I can exchange it with you."

The female cultivator was dressed in a fine attire, and there were a few monks surrounding her to protect her. Her own cultivation was not high, so it could be seen that she should be a noble female cultivator from a family. Compared with her appearance, she was obviously a protective type. Artifacts are more important.

Xie Weiyang handed the soul lamp to the other party, and with his permission, the female cultivator input the true energy to draw out the ghosts in it.

As soon as the ghost appeared, it didn't notice the target to attack, so it looked around blankly, and when it saw Xie Weiyang opposite, it wanted to lean towards him.

Xie Weiyang stopped it in time, and ordered it to stay where it was with his spiritual sense.

Female nun: "..."

Female cultivator: "This... its face is too strange."

Yes, after the battle with Ling Siqi, this Yinhun's face somehow couldn't be adjusted back... In fact, the appearance was fine at the beginning, but Xie Weiyang tried to return the Yinhun's appearance to nothing in the past ten years At that time, but it was getting worse and worse, that grim and painful expression was still there, and now that expression is still... circulating.

Can you imagine what that looks like.

Yinhun looked up at his master with a "comfortable and pitiful" face.

Xie Weiyang felt that letting this guy go out to fight would destroy his mighty image.

Hurry up and hurry up.

Xie Weiyang smiled: "Is it a magic weapon? Its shape is more hideous. It is the best to deter the enemy."

The female cultivator was a little hesitant. This ghost really has no cultivation base limit. She just handed it to the cultivator in the clan to check it, and she also got the answer without any questions. It was this weird image that made her a female cultivator who loves beauty. Find it hard to get out.

At this moment, something came towards Xie Weiyang's front door, Xie Weiyang raised his hand to catch it, and at a glance, it was a Huifang grass.

Looking at this bright color, it is still the best among fragrant grasses.

Xie Weiyang looked up at the person.

A white-haired monk with a little vermilion between his brows.

Some monks who were still watching were in an uproar, and some saluted to show their respect.

The white-haired monk smiled: "It's nothing, everyone should go to work."

Everyone dispersed with interest.

Xie Weiyang: "Fellow Daoist, although your Huifangcao's appearance is excellent, but everything comes first and then later..."

Before he finished speaking, the female cultivator next to him waved her hands again and again: "No, I don't want it anymore, how can I win the favor of Pavilion Master Bai."

Saying goodbye, he left.

Xie Weiyang: "..."

There is probably only one monk in the world known as the master of the White Pavilion, and Xie Weiyang also guessed the identity of the other party's master of the Sword Forging Pavilion.

As soon as the others left, Bai Jing showed displeasure: "How can you exchange the things given by the elders with others at will."

Xie Weiyang was surprised: "The pavilion master met my uncle?"

Bai Jing nodded, and took the soul lamp from Xie Weiyang's hand. The strange thing was that the ghost who was usually clinging to him approached Bai Jing calmly and intimately.

"How did it become like this?" Bai Jing frowned as she looked at the five sense organs where the ghosts were constantly circulating.

Xie Weiyang didn't speak, and he didn't know either.

"Forget it, I'll take it back and refine it again, and increase its power so it's suitable for you to use now."

Bai Jing confessed: "The gift from the elders cannot be exchanged at will. If you need it, you can come to Beifeng to find me... Your uncle and I are best friends."

It wasn't until after Bai Jing left that Xie Weiyang came back to his senses and looked at the Huifang grass in his hand.

Xie Weiyang: "..."

But at last it is the same goal by different routes, and there is also Huifangcao.

Bai Jing on the other end returned to the attic, only to find that her friend had disappeared.

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