Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 139 Old Man Li Hui, Sea Bamboo Secret Stone

"Ten for nine?"

"Every thousand taels of silver is exchanged for nine Xuanling coins."

Feng Ping frowned slightly, the commission is too high!One-tenth of it was directly drawn!

"What about Xuanyue Tower?"

"Of course ten for ten."

Feng Ping thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, took out the stack of 5000 taels of silver notes from his shirt, and handed it along with Xuanlongmu.

"Change with senior!"

"Tsk tsk." The money feather demon grinned, "You're still a bit perceptive, kid."

The other party took the bank note and Xuanlongmu, and handed them back after some operations.

"Take it."

Feng Ping took it, and entered the spiritual energy smoothly, the number in Xuanlong Mu Nei changed from "eighteen" to "63", and the opponent really deducted five.

And he also understood that the Xuanling Coin is just a number, and it is completely controlled by the money feather demon.

Although the other party didn't know what method was used, the bank note was still in his hand, but the number in Xuanlong Wood changed to "63", which meant that as long as he wanted it.

63 Changing to six hundred three and six thousand three is also a matter of flipping hands, a breeze!
"Thank you senior."

"go in!"

Feng Ping bid farewell to Feather Demon and walked towards the mountain gate.

After drinking about half a cup of tea, he came to a step. On the seventh floor, there was a flat ground paved with milky white bricks, and two pillars surrounded by ten people stood aside.

Two Zerg races are engraved on the top of the column, one of which is the Money Feather Demon who guards the gazebo and collects money!

As for the other one, because it was carved, only its round body can be seen, but its appearance is hard to distinguish.

Feng Ping came to the flat ground in two or three steps, and stepped through the gate with pillars, it was another scene.

The nearly four-meter-wide steps lead directly to the top of the mountain. Looking up, there are many Qionglouyuyu, painted buildings and carved pavilions, scattered around the steps.

On both sides of the steps, some monks squatted sporadically, and most of them had a wooden table in front of them.

Feng Ping looked up and saw that most of the monks looked like ordinary humans, but there were also a few who had already given birth to the Dharma of heaven and earth!

"Are you already a Golden Core cultivator? Do you still want to set up a street stall?" Feng Ping was a little puzzled.

He had just stepped on the steps and was about to step forward when a little old man who looked like an octogenarian came up to him.

"Fellow Taoist, it seems that this is your first time in Xuanlongfang City."

The other party took the initiative to speak, while Feng Ping looked at him vigilantly.

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief!

"This old man, I don't know what you can do?"

"I think it's your first time to come to Xuanlongfang City, why don't you let me be your guide?" The little old man looked very kind.

The opponent's aura was not strong, Feng Ping felt that he could kill him with just one punch.

"you?"

"Little old man, my name is Li Hui. I have been living in Xuanlongfang City, Beilin Province for decades. There is nothing I don't know about. With me as a guide, no matter it is a street stall or a shop, I can't fool you."

"Do you want money?" Feng Ping asked.

"One Xuanling coin a day!"

"Decades? Always here?"

Feng Ping looked at the other party suspiciously. Calculated according to one Xuanling coin a day, it would be close to 4000 taels of gold after a year!
This old man is so rich?Or do you mean making money as a guide?
"Yes."

"Can you earn back your money? How many Xuanling coins will you spend in decades!"

Faced with Feng Ping's emotion, a bitter expression appeared on Li Hui's face, he sighed, and said: "Cultivating here, one Xuanling coin a day, but like me, the sea of ​​qi is broken, and there is no deposit. People, as long as they report to Fangshi, they only need to pay one Xuanling coin per month."

Feng Ping understood the other party's meaning, but still pretended to be surprised and asked: "The air sea is broken? Are you an evil cultivator?!"

"No, no, no!" Li Hui's old face changed in an instant, and he quickly explained, "This broken one is not the other broken one, just pretend that I can no longer improve my cultivation."

"Oh, it turned out to be a taboo violation." Feng Ping nodded and said.

"Yep."

"But I don't have that many Xuanling coins."

The smile on Li Hui's face froze again: "How could it be? Without Xuanling coins, what are you doing in Fangshi?"

Feng Ping, pretending to be ignorant, took out the stack of drawing lightning charms from his arms, and said, "I'm here to sell things."

"Lightning Charm? This thing is worthless, but you actually have so many!" Li Hui rolled his eyes and estimated.

There are at least seventy or eighty coins here, and they can be exchanged for a few Xuanling coins.

"Either you give me half, how about I be your guide?"

Feng Ping looked a little hesitant on his face, but there was a sneer in his heart.

He had already asked Gongsun Hui before he came here. Although the lightning-leading charms are not worth much, they can be sold for ten taels of silver each.

If the quantity is large, or if you get it from Xuanlongfang City, maybe seven or eight pieces can be exchanged for one Xuanling Coin!

This old man is fine, he told him to leave halfway as soon as he opened his mouth!Does this mean he is being taken advantage of?
"Is this thing really worthless?" Feng Ping said, his feet had already started to take steps.

"Then there is still a fake? Little old man, I have been in Fangshi for more than ten years, do I still have this vision?"

With so many charms, this kid has been saving for at least two years, and he can be considered a persevering guy, but he can exchange these things for Xuanling coins, he looks like a baby at first glance!
"Then I'll give you Xuanling Coin after I sell these spells."

While speaking, Feng Ping had already arrived at the first booth.

This is a young girl who looks young, her eyes are closed, and she is practicing cross-legged.

In front of the stall are some miscellaneous spiritual materials, colorful stones, unknown plants, and various bones, internal organs, etc.!
"Fellow Daoist, what are these things?" Feng Ping picked up a fist-sized, glowing white stone, and weighed it in his hand.

Seeing someone coming to the door, the female cultivator slowly opened her eyes.

She glanced at the sea bamboo secret stone in Feng Ping's hand, and just about to speak, she saw Li Hui following behind him, and her expression changed immediately.

"You asked him to be your guide?" Fan Xuehen said with a cold face.

"not yet."

Feng Ping shook his head and answered truthfully.

When the other party heard this, the expression on his face eased, and he nodded, saying:
"The sea bamboo secret stone can be used for alchemy, weapon refining, and corresponding spells. If you want it, I will sell you ten Xuanling coins."

Of course Feng Ping didn't need this thing, among the few techniques that could be practiced, there was no material called sea bamboo secret stone at all.

He picked it up and asked, mainly to see the reaction of the old man behind him!
"Senior, is what she said true?"

As soon as Feng Ping opened his mouth, the face of the female cultivator opposite him instantly became extremely ugly.

However, Li Hui shook his head and said, "You haven't considered me as a guide, so I definitely can't provide you with this information."

"But if you don't provide it to me, I don't know if you really understand it or lie to me!"

Feng Ping put the sea bamboo secret stone back on the table, and spread his hands, expressing his helplessness.

(End of this chapter)