Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

468 Market 2
"What kind of talisman do you want, the price of different talismans is different."

Liao Yueming is a ninth-grade talisman master, and he came here a long time ago because of the secret realm.

After arriving here, I don't want to practice, but it's boring to stay in the Liao family's residence all day long. It happened that a trading market was opened here during this time, and there are many talismans drawn in his spare time in his storage ring. There are quite a lot of them, so I just use them to set up a stall in the market and waste time by the way.

Ninth-rank talismans are not cheap. The starting price is for the above-grade spirit stones. Usually, most of the monks who come to his stall to buy nine-rank talismans are above the stage of transforming gods. It is rare that two Jindan stage come here this time. Minor repairs.

Even if Xiaoxiu in the Jindan stage is a child of a noble family, he probably doesn’t have many high-grade spirit stones on him, right now the middle-grade spirit stones are the most circulated in the market, and only those with high cultivation bases are willing to spend them. .

Are these two people sure they want to buy the ninth grade talisman?In fact, there are also seventh- and eighth-rank talismans for sale here, and ninth-rank talismans, how many pieces can these two young fellows afford?
Jian Qingling smiled and said, "Both offensive and defensive ones. Could you please introduce their prices to us?"

Without raising his head, Liao Yueming opened his mouth to make an offer, "One hundred high-grade spirit stones for the small thunderbolt talisman, one hundred and ten high-grade spirit stones for the big thunderbolt talisman, and the golden thorn talisman..."

The other party reported a lot of names and numbers, which made Jian Qingling dizzy, so she stopped listening carefully and reached out to grab the talisman she needed.

Mu Ziteng offered to help. While he was vigilant about his surroundings, his movements were not slow.

The nine-grade talismans on Liao Yueming's booth, almost every type of talisman was picked out by the two of them, and the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched when he saw it.
The two picked together very quickly, and picked out a total of almost a thousand talismans, all of which were of the ninth rank.

Except for a dozen or so ninth-rank talismans scattered across the booth, the rest are seventh- and eighth-rank talismans.

"Senior, do you think how many spirit stones are there in these talismans?" Finally, I came across a ninth-grade talisman for sale. Of course, I had to buy more. The two of them couldn't use it all up, so I could take it back and give it to Brother Jun and the others.

If you miss this village, there will be no store.

Liao Yueming swept his consciousness, and said through voice transmission: "Just give me one hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones."

The number of spirit stones was too large, so he chose to send a voice transmission to tell the two golden core guys on the opposite side that their level was too low, but they carried a lot of spirit stones with them.

If it was too ostentatious, it would attract wolves, tigers and leopards, and he only transmitted the sound for their safety.

Jian Qingling and Mu Ziteng heard the voice transmission of the middle-aged man at the same time, knowing that the other party was thinking about their safety, they both smiled gratefully at him at the same time.

Jian Qingling knew that the other party was giving them a good deal, so she took out a storage bag and handed it to the other party, in which she had already put one hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones with her spiritual power.

When handing over the storage bag, he did not forget to thank the middle-aged man, "Thank you, senior."

Liao Yueming nodded, he was a good boy, and he stretched out his hand to take the storage bag into his hand.

After Jian Qingling and Mu Ziteng stood up, they smiled and nodded at each other, holding hands and continuing to the next goal.

After the two left, Liao Yueming looked at the pitifully few talismans in front of the booth, and then waved his hand, and he put away the talismans on the booth together with the animal skins on the ground.

He sold a lot of his inventory at once, let's stop here today, go back to replenish the stock, and continue to set up a stall tomorrow.

Jian Qingling took Mu Ziteng to a stall selling array disks. The monk who set up the stall was wearing a black cloak that cut off consciousness, and his booth was in a corner, where there were almost no people.

There are several arrays on his stall, all of them are of seven, eight or nine levels, but there are not many of them.

The stall owner has been sitting still, not seeing customers, and the two of them came over, but they didn't see each other move.

Before that, Jian Qingling's mental power had detected the other person's appearance and cultivation level. He was male, and his cultivation base was in the middle stage of Mahayana. He looked very young, and his actual age was also quite young, less than three thousand years old.

At such an age, he has cultivated to the Mahayana stage, and he is thousands of years younger than the old man who sold the talismans before. You must know that monks in the Mahayana stage have a lifespan of [-] years, so he is indeed young.

Jian Qingling first picked out all the ninth-rank array disks, glanced at them casually, and put them in front of Mu Ziteng for him to look at them again.

She wanted to ask the stall owner what kind of formations were in these arrays, but looking at the stall owner, she knew that he didn't want to talk at all, so forget it, choose it first, and then ask when the spirit stones are paid.

Mu Ziteng had the same idea as her, so his daughter-in-law handed him the ninth-grade array plate in front of him. He only needed to check whether it was damaged, and after checking that there was no problem, he put together the array plate he wanted to buy.

Jian Qingling thought it would be good to pick up an eighth-rank attack array, and also thought it would be good to pick up an eighth-rank defense array, and a seventh-rank array was also good, even if she and Mu Mu couldn't use it, they could use it for Wanwan and the others.

There are not many opportunities to meet high-level monks together. You can't buy these high-level things in the shop. As long as they are useful to them, Jian Qingling doesn't want to miss them. I have to thank this ancient secret realm for bringing so many people together. Gathered together.

At the end of the selection, she didn't want to miss every array disk on the booth. She thought that there would be no shortage of spirit stones, so she simply wrapped them all up. Originally, there were not many array disks on the booth, less than ten. Fortunately, there were three of the ninth-rank ones One, one attack and one defense, and the other is a combination of offense and defense.

"Fellow Daoist, we want all these formation disks, how many spirit stones do you think?" Mu Ziteng put all the formation disks on the stall one by one, looked up and asked the stall owner.

When Jian Qingling heard Mu Mu calling the other fellow Taoist, she reflexively wanted to explain that person's cultivation level to him through sound transmission, but finally she shut up.

Since he wears a cloak that isolates his consciousness, it means that he does not want others to know his identity or cultivation level. In that case, it is even more impossible for her to call him a senior.

The stall owner had kept his eyes closed until he heard Mu Ziteng's words, and he opened them.

Because of the cloak blocking it, Mu Ziteng didn't know that the opponent's eyes were closed.

"[-] top-grade spirit stones, the price is the same." A hoarse old voice came from the mouth of the stall owner.

As soon as the voice came out, Jian Qingling was startled. The voice obviously didn't match his appearance. Couldn't this person even disguise his voice?
Mu Ziteng was also surprised by the ugly voice of the stall owner. He had thought that a monk who could take out a ninth-grade formation plate and sell it must have a high level of cultivation and must be quite old, but he did not expect to be so old.

But these are none of his business, Mu Ziteng was surprised that the price of a few formation disks is so high, they bought a thousand talismans just now and they are not as high as the spirit stones of these formation disks, the main reason is that he does not understand the formation disks No matter what the price is, I don't know if the other party is selling too expensive.

(End of this chapter)