The Immortal Spiritual Picture

But fortunately, other places in the Four Seasons Mountains are still very normal.

The withered swamp is a hill and depression. Most of the withered swamp is shrouded by miasma. The miasma is extremely powerful. It can not only restrict the spiritual consciousness of the cultivators, but also be poisonous. The poison can not only damage the cultivators' bodies, but also dissolve the cultivators' true essence. Ordinary purple mansion cultivators can only resist for three to five days; ŴŴŴ.

So in recent days, not many cultivators enter the withered swamp. Only some purple mansion or golden elixir cultivators who are proud of their skills and courage enter;

However, every five years, the miasma of the withered swamp will enter a weak period of about one month. During this period, the miasma of the withered swamp will fade by half, allowing many spirit beasts and spiritual objects to see the light of day again.

Every time this time comes, it is the busiest time of the Burning Demon Market.

Before and after the weak period of the withered swamp, auctions will be held in the market to sell various magic tools and spiritual objects.

At this time, more than three years had passed since the last weak period of Kuze Marsh, and there was still one year and seven months before the next weak period of Kuze Marsh.

Gu Changhuan was thinking in his heart that it would not be a problem for him to stay outside for three to five years this time. He must go to see Kuze Marsh.

Before entering the Burning Demon Market, Gu Changhuan disguised himself as a white-faced scholar, and put on a brand new green robe. He didn't know where he took out a folding fan-like magic weapon from the corner of the storage bag and took it in his hand. Then, after suppressing the aura around him to the first level of the Purple Mansion, he entered the Burning Demon Market slowly.

After entering the Burning Demon Market, Gu Changhuan asked a low-level cultivator for a while, and then went straight to the largest store in the market.

He had wanted to buy a few things for a long time, and hoped that the Burning Demon Market would not disappoint him.

The largest store in the market was called Jubaolou, which was naturally opened by the Yan family.

Seeing a cultivator of the Purple Mansion Stage coming, a steward who was also in the Purple Mansion Stage came forward to greet him.

"Hahaha, a distinguished guest has come to visit. I am sorry for not welcoming you in person!

I am Yan Qingshan, the steward of this Jubao Tower.

I have not asked for your name yet."

The old man with a red face said with a smile.

Gu Changhuan glanced at the pattern on Yan Qingshan's robe without leaving any trace, bowed his hands and then said in a light voice:

"My surname is Wang."

Yan Qingshan has been a steward for several years. He has seen all kinds of strange cultivators. The man in front of him is not an outlier. He is probably a cultivator from a scholarly family who mainly practices Confucianism and Taoism!

His expression remained unchanged, and he continued:

"So it's Fellow Daoist Wang.

Fellow Daoist Wang looks a little unfamiliar, so it must be his first time to come to my Jubao Building, right?"

Gu Changhuan nodded slightly,

"To be honest with Manager Yan, this is indeed my first time to come to this Zhuoyao Market.

It's because I heard from my friends that your building has many treasures, and many spiritual objects that are difficult to find in the outside world can be found in your building.

So I came here from afar, hoping to get what I want."

Gu Changhuan said in a literary way, and he keenly noticed that a foundation-building cultivator from the Yan family not far away trembled slightly.

But Gu Changhuan didn't mind, because he also felt a little awkward and a little funny at this time.

It was really the first time for him to speak in such a soft and literary tone.

But Yan Qingshan quickly grasped the key point:

This scholar Wang must want to buy something extraordinary.

It seems to be a big customer, and he can't neglect it.

Yan Qingshan thought so and welcomed Gu Changhuan to the private room on the second floor.

After serving tea, Yan Qingshan opened a ban and explained:

"There is a soundproof ban in this private room. Even the consciousness of Jindan Zhenren cannot penetrate it. If you want to buy something, just say it."

Gu Changhuan smiled very gratefully, then put the folding fan in his hand on the round table and handed a piece of paper to Yan Qingshan.

Then, he picked up the spiritual tea and sniffed the tea fragrance gently.

Judging from his status as a third-level top-grade alchemist, this cup of tea is of third-level top-grade, and the water used to brew tea is not an ordinary spiritual spring.

It seems that Yan Qingshan treats him as a fat sheep.

Gu Changhuan smiled inconspicuously, and after confirming that there was no tampering in the tea, he took a sip.

But then again, he can indeed be called a fat sheep now.

At this time, Yan Qingshan carefully looked at the long list given to him by Gu Changhuan, with a happy look in his eyes.

In the list that Gu Changhuan gave him, there were many fourth-level monster materials. They did have fourth-level monster materials in Jubaolou, but they were also scarce, which meant that fourth-level monster materials were very expensive.

Yan Qingshan did a quick calculation and found that the total price of the items on Wang Shusheng's list was about 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones.

This was really a big deal!

If this deal was done, he would get a lot of spirit stones as commission.

At this time, Gu Changhuan spoke.

"What does Manager Yan think?"

Gu Changhuan's voice woke Yan Qingshan from his joy. He was stunned for a moment and then hurriedly said:

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Wang would actually buy so many spiritual objects. I was calculating the inventory in my mind and was distracted for a moment.

I'm sorry to make Fellow Daoist Wang laugh."

Gu Changhuan said something polite to him again, and Yan Qingshan said:

"We still have a certain amount of blood and bones of this fourth-level monster in our Jubao Tower;

But there are only two bottles of this golden marrow;

As for the others...

There are two or three items that I don’t have in Jubaolou, but they can be prepared from other stores, but..."

When Gu Changhuan heard that there was a golden marrow, his heart was already set, but he still pretended to be anxious and asked:

"Just what?

Could there be any difficulty in it? "

Yan Qingshan smiled and stroked his beard and said:

"That's not true. It's just that it takes some time to prepare it from other stores. I don't know if Fellow Daoist Wang is willing to wait for a while."

In fact, Yan Qingshan can also tell Gu Changhuan that he can buy several kinds of spiritual objects that are not available in Jubao Tower in those shops. Those shops are also opened by the Yan family;

But if this is the case, the commission Yan Qingshan can get will naturally be a few points less.

“It doesn’t matter;

It only takes a little time, but Xiaosheng is still willing to wait. "

Gu Changhuan said this.

…

Half an hour later, a white-faced scholar was sent out of the Treasure Building by Yan Qingshan with a smile on his face.

And after the white-faced scholar left the Treasure Collection Building, he turned left and right in a large circle and quietly left Zhuoyaofang City.

Then more than an hour later, a one-eyed middle-aged Zifu period monk entered Zhuoyaofang City and spent tens of thousands of middle-grade spiritual stones in another large-scale shop.

After spending tens of thousands of spiritual stones, the one-eyed monk stayed in an inn, but when the door opened again, an old man with white hair came out.