Cultivation starts from drawing superhuman physique

Chapter 90
Now his only hope is to be able to cultivate to the Foundation Establishment Stage and improve his cultivation aptitude to a higher level, otherwise he would really collapse and go crazy if he kept practicing at such a tortoise-like speed.

"It's good to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade. There are many spiritual veins in the big school, and the spiritual energy is full. Naturally, it is faster to practice than the common people. I'm afraid this is the reason why there are so few immortal cultivators in the common country!"

Su Poman opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of foul air from his chest, the red lines on his chest slowly disappeared under the skin, and said to himself: "Today, I will go out and visit the market to broaden my horizons. Practice in the inn!"

After changing into clean clothes and throwing away the dirty clothes casually, Su Poman now misses his two cute little maids, and plans to go back to Pu country when he has time, and bring them to take care of him. Daily life, otherwise I'm really not used to it.

In this era without fully automatic washing machines, it is always a bit troublesome for a big man to wash and dry clothes when he is away from home.

The early morning air was slightly cool, Su Poman came out of the inn, and turned from the main street into a side road. At this time, there were already many people setting up stalls here, and the things they bought and sold were not ordinary things. It is something like a talisman, a magic weapon, or a material.

The whole street belongs to the area of ​​Qiqifang City. There are many fixed stall owners who have been renting for a long time to set up stalls here. Each stall is engraved with a small formation granted by Xiandu City. If anyone wants to snatch it here The items on the booth will trigger an early warning formation and attract the law enforcement team of Xiandu City, so trading here is relatively safe, and there is no need to worry about killing people and seizing treasures.

In addition, if someone wants to rent a temporary booth, they can also pay the rent to the "Foreign Affairs Workshop" in Xiandu City, and sell their own things at the vacant space on the street.

However, most low-level monks will choose to sell their belongings in the free trading zone in the south of the city, because there is no need to pay rent there, and it is a self-owned trading platform. It's not safe for monks to stare at them.

Each booth on Fangshi Street has a transparent cover, you can clearly see what items are inside with the naked eye, and you can also use your spiritual sense to check the item information more carefully through the cover. The figure of the stall owner is all hidden In a layer of black mist, you can't see your figure, but there is no hindrance to communication. You can conduct transactions like normal speech, or you can choose to communicate and trade in a more secret way of "spiritual consciousness transmission".

There are a wide variety of items on the stalls, such as pills, cheat books, talisman papers, materials, magic tools, etc., as well as all kinds of strange things, even the strange things that the stall owners can't figure out are placed on the stalls for sale. .

Su Poman was a little dazzled as he walked all the way. He had only seen pictures on some things in the "Cultivation Experience Record", but this time he saw the real thing, and he became very interested in gadgets with various uses in his heart. .

Walking along this street all the way to the end, Su Poman almost looked at all kinds of items on both sides. Except for some emergency spirit stones, all other spirit stones were converted into energy points by him.

"Liu Bao'er is so poor as a demon cultivator in the foundation building period. The storage bag is full of rubbish. Except for a few books of secrets and that weird compass, the rest of the sundries don't add up. How many spirit stones are they worth, why don’t you sell Monsan’s storage bag first?”

Before Su Poman saw a bottle of 'Yellow Dragon Pill' that could help the Qi refining stage to break through the realm, he was a little moved, but the price of the bottle of medicine alone cost 28 low-grade spirit stones, and now his whole body can't add up There are more than 50 spirit stones, and I have to save them for accommodation. If I buy a pill, I'm afraid I won't be able to live in Xiandu City.

In a few days, the Lieyang Sect's founding ceremony will begin, if I miss it, it will not be worth the loss.

After much deliberation, Su Poman decided to find a stall to sell the dusty storage bag left by Meng San. Now he is using Liu Baoer's more delicate and compact storage bag, which has more space inside and is enough There are about 10 cubic meters, which is more practical than Monsanto's storage bag.

"Excuse me, do you collect things here?" Su Poman walked to a relatively cold-looking booth and asked aloud.

There was a moment of silence in the black mist, and a somewhat hoarse voice came out, "Little brother, if you come up with something, take it out and have a look first!"

"I want to sell this low-level storage bag, let's see how much spirit stone it is worth!" Su Poman took out a dusty cloth bag from his arms and passed it through the area above the booth.

A slender white palm stretched out from the black mist, took the storage bag over, and then handed it out again.

"The low-grade storage bag is not damaged. It can be sold as a low-grade spirit stone for 20 yuan. Do you want to sell it?" The hoarse voice came from the black mist again.

It was difficult for Su Poman to connect this voice with the owner of the white palm. He guessed that the stall owner must have used some secret method of changing his voice to prevent others from identifying him.

"Okay, 20 Yuan Lingshi, I'll give it!"

Su Poman frowned, agreed after a little thought, and reached out to hand the storage bag in.

He has not been very good at bargaining since he was a child. Although the recovery price is a bit low, he doesn't want to spend time asking other stall owners for prices one by one.

"Um……"

The stall owner in the black mist pondered for a moment after taking the storage bag, and then explained aloud: "It stands to reason that your storage bag can sell at least 30 yuan for low-grade spirit stones, but your origin is a bit troublesome, you see There is a teeny-sized grimace embroidered on the bottom of this storage bag. Without accident, this storage bag should originally belong to a monk of the Ghost Spirit Sect. The casual cultivators don’t want to offend a fairy sect because of it, so the market is not good, so you storage bag The bag recycling price will be lower..."

"So that's the case, thank you for clarifying the confusion!" Su Poman's face revealed a look of enlightenment, and he quickly clasped his fists in a salute.

"This is your spirit stone!"

Whoosh!
A purple bag flew out of the black mist, Su Poman grabbed it with his hand, swept his spiritual sense, and found that there were no mistakes in the number of spirit stones, so he put it directly into his arms.

At this moment, a broad-faced middle-aged man in red clothes walked by. He looked at the things on the stall and asked aloud, "Stand owner, what's the price of that statue?"

Su Poman looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw a half-foot-high black statue, carved on it was a strange golem, it had eight arms, and each held a different spell. Jue, in the shape of sitting cross-legged in a lotus, his face is covered with dirt, so it looks a little blurry, but a blood-red eye can be vaguely recognized at the position between his brows.

"What a strange statue! It looks very magical..." Su Poman judged secretly in his heart.

　Thanks: Mama 1234, Qiyuanyi...waiting for the enthusiastic rewards from fellow Taoists!

　　
　
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