Drunken Immortal Gourd

There was nothing for a night. The next morning, Qing Yang asked his buddy to deliver some food to the room, leaving Yu Mengmiao in the room to practice, tidying up a bit, and then removing his few magical artifacts from Zuixian Gourd. Take it out, wrap it up and go out.

　　 There are many types of shops on the streets of Yulingcheng. There are not only specialized shops selling and purchasing various monks’ daily necessities, but also large-scale comprehensive shops. It is just a difference in the size of the power behind it. The quality of the things sold in these shops is guaranteed, but generally they are slightly more expensive. If you buy cheap things, you have to go to the market spontaneously formed by the casual practitioners.

Because it is a market formed spontaneously by casual practitioners, there is no need to pay any fees, so the transaction price is relatively low, and many of them are in the form of bartering. It’s easy to say, it still depends on everyone’s eyesight.

　　 Qingyang went to a large-scale market in the scattered repair mixed living area. He had already inquired about the specific location yesterday. After going out in the morning, he went straight to the market.

The city is located in an open space near the main street in the scattered repair complex. This open space is about tens of acres in size. Perhaps because it is still early, there are thousands of stalls sparsely placed on the open space, and there are still many open spaces. , From time to time, new stall owners come to open stalls.

　　Each stall is very simple. It is estimated that it is for the privacy of the transaction. Three sides are covered with mats, and a large piece of rag is spread on the floor. At this time, there were not many visitors visiting the market, with a total of more than a hundred people, which was about the same size as an ordinary market in a rural village.

　　 Qingyang strolled to the side of the first stall. The stall owner was a gray-haired old man with a nine-level cultivation base of the Open Vein Realm. His body exuded a faint smell of herbal medicine. This should be an alchemist.

There are a few common elixir and some pill on his booth, but the quality of the pill seems to be very low, much worse than the ones sold in the shop, but the stall owner’s asking price is not high. For the shy casual Xiu, it’s worth it.

This kind of pill Qingyang is naturally unattractive. Although low-quality pill is also helpful for cultivation, it also contains more impurities. It takes a lot of energy to discharge impurities after cultivation, which is a bit troublesome. , Besides, he is not short of pill now.

The stuff in the second booth is more complicated. The first place is a few old elixir, and then a broken low-grade magical artifact. Alongside is a non-grade-grade monster corpse. A few pieces of unknown refining materials were also mixed with two hand-written exercises.

The stall owner is a monk on the eighth floor of the Open Vein Realm. He is about forty years old. He has a goatee, two mung bean eyes, and his eyeballs are rolling around. With a long and slender neck, he can reincarnate a tortoise. I don’t know where he got so many sundries.

　　 The third booth was a middle-aged woman, but her cultivation level was very high, and it turned out to be the Qi refining period. There are also a lot of things on her booth, mainly a dozen pieces of lower grade talisman and some talisman materials. Rune pens, rune papers, cinnabar mixed with the blood of monsters and spirits, etc.

Qing Yang hesitated for a long time, and finally used the bow he got from Shen Jian Li for a talisman pen that was also a low-grade magic weapon. After that, he used his three-inch tongue to let the stall owner forgive him. A stack of talisman paper and a small bottle of cinnabar mixed with the blood of the beast and spirits, ready to go back and try to refine the talisman.

　　 As for the stall owner’s inferior charms, Qing Yang was not willing to buy it. It was a one-time consumable and it was too extravagant to use, not to mention that he still had three on him.

After that, Qingyang walked all the way and found that there were all kinds of things for sale. The common pill, talisman, magical device, and formation plate were the most common, and the uncommon materials were various refining materials, ore, spirit grass, monster materials, etc. And so on, there are many other exercises, spells, common sense of cultivation, etc.

In addition, there are many weird things that even Qing Yang can’t recognize. Some contain a little aura, and some seem to be mundane objects, but the stall owner praises him as a peerless treasure. Can not help but doubt his gaze.

Looking at the things in front of them, many people can’t help but wonder. Could this thing look like an antique in the world? It looks inconspicuous, but it is actually an inexperienced treasure. Waiting to discover it by yourself and buy it. Is it trash? Do you want to take a gamble?

Qing Yang was also very excited, but he just thought about it. There are a lot of spiritual stones on his body, and there are still many things to buy, which should not be wasted on them. Besides, he doesn’t have the eyes of this aspect. There are so many in the world. Waiting to pick it up by yourself? Why don’t the stall owners who own these things keep them for themselves? Are they all fools?

　　 Before I knew it, I saw more than half of the whole market. It was already close to noon. He took a few steps forward and came to the booth of a middle-aged man. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Approximately this guy is about forty years old, but his cultivation base is at the 9th level of the Open Vein Realm. The foundation for cultivating immortals should be considered relatively good in casual cultivation. He didn’t come alone. Next to him was a little girl in her early ten years old, probably his daughter.

　　 there was only one thing on their booth, it was dark, it seemed to be a piece of close-fitting soft armor. This is a defensive magic weapon, and the price is much more expensive than the offensive magic weapon. For the low-level casual cultivator, the net worth is limited. The first thing you need to ensure is your own attack power. It is difficult to have extra financial resources to purchase a defense method. The device is self-defense, so this type of thing is difficult to sell.

Perhaps because there have been no customers for a long time, the man looked listless. Seeing Qing Yang coming over, he suddenly became energetic and asked: “This fellow Taoist, do you need a defensive magic weapon? Would you like to take a look? This soft armor?”

　　 Qingyang stopped, picked up the soft armor and looked at it, and said, “How can I sell this soft armor?”

The middle-aged man said: “This is a defensive middle-grade magic weapon called the Dragon Armor. It is made from the entire Dragon Skin that has just been advanced. The defense is amazing. It is a monk below the Open Vein Realm. It hardly breaks the defense. If you sincerely want it, you can take away the three spirit stones.”

　　 “Three spiritual stones? So expensive?”

　　 Qingyang couldn’t help frowning when he heard the words, no wonder the middle-aged man hadn’t paid attention to it all morning, this thing is too expensive for casual cultivators. Three spirit stones, many Open Vein realm cultivators can’t accumulate so much in their lifetime, but three spirit stones only exchange for such an unremarkable soft armor, it is really a bit extravagant.

　　 But think about it again. An ordinary attacking medium-grade magic weapon costs about two spirit stones. The three spirit stones of this dragon armor does not seem to be too expensive. This is a life-saving thing, maybe you can save your life at a critical moment.