Unlimited Adventures

Passing a stall selling talisman paper, in front of him sat a five-big and three-thick man, holding a hammer for ironing in his hand, and clanging, his voice was also very loud: "Everyone, pass by Don't miss it! The baby from Wanyanyang! Freshly baked!"

He opened his arms to reveal a dark chest hair, coupled with that costume, did not look like a monk, but like a pig butcher.

But this guy turned out to be a monk at the peak of Nascent Soul

You know, it is extremely rare to be able to cultivate to the peak of Yuan Ying in the casual cultivation.

But when it comes to this cultivation base, almost all of them have been recruited by some big sects. To get there, you need resources and resources, and there are methods of exercises, so why bother to work hard alone?

But looking at this guy's clothes, he didn't look like a sect monk, he was obviously a casual cultivator.

After all, the sect who does not pay attention to the sect will not let his monk open his chest in the public, knocking with a hammer in one hand, picking his feet in the other, and leaning in front of his nose to smell it from time to time.

The people passing by were all smiling, even Xiang Yang felt a little smile, the image of this buddy is too outstanding.

He didn't care, he just yelled to himself, took a few feet, and took a few sips from the hip flask next to him. Xiang Yang's nose was very good, and he knew it was drunk immortal brew after smelling it. The big pot is at least ten kilograms, and after a while, he poured the small half down, but he was not drunk at all. This amount of alcohol is very good!

However, the curiosity of this man was not as good as the things on his booth. Xiang Yang just looked at him a few times, then squatted down in front of the booth, picked up a piece of scarlet ore and asked, "Boss, this How to sell?"

Seeing the business came, the man suddenly refreshed. He threw the hammer in his hand without picking his feet. A big face with a mouthful of alcohol came to him: "Brother, have a good vision! This is Chihuojing." It’s the treasure that our brothers scoured from the Land of Thousand Flames after nine deaths, don’t look at it, but after refining it, adding it to the fire magic weapon can directly increase the vitality conversion rate by 50%."

The others looked vulgar, but their eloquence was good. He was a little bit narcissistic at the introduction meeting. When he lowered his head, he saw that the middle-aged monk in front of him was looking at him with a faint smile. He was taken aback. , Pointed to Xiang Yang and asked: "Brother, do you understand?"

Xiang Yang shook the ore in his hand, sighed, put it down, and gestured three Japanese words in the blank space of the booth: "I originally thought that the boss should be a man of duty, but he didn't expect to be a profiteer. This is obviously a red fire crystal used for refining the fire pill. If you say it is the red fire essence of the refining device, it is only one word missing. When you come and go, the value is more than ten times worse?"

The man was dumbfounded. It is extremely difficult to distinguish between the red fire spirit and the red fire crystal. If it is not an expert, there is no way to distinguish between them. The brothers have some small tricks and they are exactly the same after treatment. How did this guy see it? ? Didn't you run into a big expert?

He was stunned there, but Xiang Yang didn't say any more. Instead, he picked up a round pebble from the corner of the booth, looked at it over and over for a long time, and wondered: "What is this again? Nothing. The vitality fluctuates, and it's not a mineral boss. Why did you put it on the stall?"

The man's eyes turned skeletal, and his face was filled with smiles again: "Brother, you just missed it. This thing is a treasure that our brother found in the depths of the Wanyan Ocean. Don't look at it. Inconspicuous, hey, the magical effect of this"

While speaking, he looked around for a long time before he reached Xiang Yang's ear and whispered: "This is a gas-suppressing stone. It is a secret treasure that can suppress Qi luck. Do you see the crack on it? That's not an ordinary crack, it's a tortoise shell mark! Does the tortoise shell know? The stone armor pattern used for divination is self-generating, and it is a spiritual creature of heaven and earth, and it is truly magical!"

He said quickly and in a hurry, and slammed his mouth still unfinished, feeling a little proud in his heart.

In this market, thousands of stall owners can tell so many things about a stone used to press the cloth, and it is estimated that it will not exceed the number of a palm. Lao Tzu is really a genius.

But unfortunately, the guy in front of him doesn't look like a fat sheep, and he seems to be a connoisseur. This is a bit pretty to show to the blind, it's a bit of a waste of Lao Tzu's wonderful creativity.

Unexpectedly, he talked nonsense for a long time, and seemed to really impress the other person. He really took the head-sized pebble and looked at it carefully, and he touched the "tortoiseshell marks" from time to time. Very interested.

After half a day, Xiang Yang half-held the pebbles, hesitantly asked in a soft voice: "Is it really that amazing? Isn't it expensive?"

"It's not expensive, not expensive! Although this stone is magical, our brother found a few pieces this time. I haven't opened it today, so this piece will be regarded as an opening bargain."

He stretched out a finger, thought about it, and stretched out another one, and finally spread out a fat hand: "As long as five high-level vitality stones can be taken away!"

Xiang Yang seemed to be taken aback by him, and threw the pebbles on the stall in a hurry. Fortunately, the stall was very solid, but it shook slightly.

He turned around and left, waving his hands backwards: "Too expensive, too expensive to afford!"

"Hey hey! Brother, don't go!" The man suddenly became anxious and rushed out of the booth, dragging him back.

"I just said that it was five middle-level vitality stones! How about it, it's worth the money?"

"That's too expensive. Look at me, do you look like a rich man? Five low-level vitality stones, no more."

The guy rolled his eyes, although he was talking nonsense, but this guy bargained too hard, he paid it back a hundred times, from the middle level to the low level.

He sighed and said: "Five low-end pieces are in this market~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You can’t even afford a good talisman paper, that’s all! For the opening, a middle-level vitality stone, this is The reserve price! Take it if you want, don't forget it!"

"Still too expensive, forget it"

Xiang Yang still shook his head, moved back, walked more than a dozen feet away, and suddenly stopped again. After hesitating for a long time, he walked back again, and dinged and dangling out dozens of low-level vitality stones: "Forty-eight here! Only so many can't you sell?"

There was a hint of joy in the man's eyes, but his face was still reluctant.

A stone that can be picked up everywhere, he sold forty-eight low-level vitality stones, and this time he can boast well in front of the brothers.

After a long while, he waved his hand: "You really picked it up today! Take it away!"

Xiang Yang put the stone away with a smile, just about to leave, stopped again, took out a jade slip, and handed it over: "Boss, leave a message, I think you are also agreeable in the future. If you have something good, just tell me, I'm still in this town and town these few days!"