Otherworldly Proud

As soon as he saw the complacent look on Du Shisan's face, Long Aotian had already guessed this possibility. Du Shisan's strength was no more than the eighth rank of the Great Emperor, and it was indeed a rare thing to be able to create such a powerful formation. It's a great thing, the average formation maker is not too strong, because they have to spend too much energy on learning the formation.

Among the casual cultivators in the southern part of Tianhai, there were really not many people as powerful as Du Shisan and with such high formation skills.

Without saying any more, Long Aotian raised his foot and walked towards the stone platform in front of which the pennant transaction was written, but before taking a few steps, Du Shisan behind him stopped him and said, "Senior, wait a minute."

Long Aotian asked strangely: "What? Can't you go in and wait now?"

Hearing what Long Aotian said, Du Shisan shook his head, pointed to the flying pennant above, and said, "Senior must have only read the words in front, but ignored the numbers behind. Bar."

Hearing this, Long Aotian also raised his head and looked towards the high place, but saw that on the banner, apart from the long string of words in front, there was indeed a string of numbers behind it.

Looking closely, he saw that the number behind the pennant transaction was a hundred thousand and two characters.

"One hundred thousand? What one hundred thousand?" Long Aotian said.

"Senior, I don't know that the currency that circulates in the southern part of Tianhai is a kind of obsidian, which is a special product in southern Tianhai. This kind of obsidian mine is monopolized by several big gangs. If others want to get it, they can only get it through trading with big gangs. It means that if you want to enter this indoor exchange, you must have more than [-] low-grade obsidian on your body to be eligible." Du Shisan said, Long Aotian couldn't help raising his eyebrows, he didn't expect there to be such a Asked, couldn't help but pouted slightly: "Where can I exchange this obsidian?"

Du Shisan smiled slightly: "This junior knows a place that specializes in exchanging obsidian, and the price is very fair."

Long Aotian nodded: "You take me there now."

He and Du Shisan walked past the stone platform and walked deeper into the market. After walking for a while, they saw several large shops in front of them. These shops were somewhat different from the stall-like shops in front of them.

These shops are all composed of a large space truck, and the shop owner sits cross-legged in front of the space truck.

Beside them, there is also a strange monster with a pointed and long nose, which looks exactly like a mouse.

Du Shisan led Long Aotian to one of the shops, and asked the shop manager who was meditating with his legs crossed and his eyes closed: "Is there enough obsidian reserves?"

The store manager is a white-haired old man with the strength of the seventh rank of the Great Emperor. Hearing Du Shisan's question, he opened his eyes calmly, glanced at the two of them, and nodded: "Ten yuan is medium." Obsidian, a million pieces of inferior obsidian."

It seems that these shops are all places where obsidian is used to exchange elixir or demon pills. Long Aotian has a lot of precious medicinal materials. Although he used a lot of medicinal materials obtained in Bodhi Cave, he still has a lot of them. So when he heard the old man say this, he spread his hands.

A small medicinal herb lay quietly in his palm.The majestic spiritual energy emanated from the medicinal materials in an instant.

The aura was mixed with medicinal fragrance, and the surrounding obsidian peddlers couldn't help but opened their eyes, looking at this side in surprise, and the monsters beside them became restless. A greedy heart shot out of those small eyes, looking at this medicinal herb.

Du Shisan beside him did not expect that a medicinal herb that Long Aotian casually took out would have such a majestic aura fluctuation. Du Shisan had never seen this kind of medicinal herb until now. .

The old man was surprised for a moment, and there was a hint of joy on his face, and then he saw that he pinched a spell, and the strange monster that had been staying beside him flew towards the medicinal material with a long nose. After touching the medicinal material a few times, his body began to tremble.

This monster was extremely weird, its body trembled, and its long-haired face showed a look of intoxication, as if, after smelling the medicinal material, it had already made him feel intoxicated.

Then the monster turned its head and yelled at the old man a few times. The old man was startled again, but then he raised his head and looked at Long Aotian, with a bit of fear on his face.

The strength of a cultivator who can possess such medicinal materials must be extraordinary. He stood up, stretched out his hand, and the door of the space truck behind him opened. When it came out, the whole car was covered with obsidian.

The old man said: "I don't know what price you want to exchange for this herb?"

The medicinal herb in Long Aotian's hands is only considered a low-end herb in his collection, but for these peddlers, it is rarely seen in thousands of years.

Moreover, these medicinal herbs were all found in the Bodhi space, so the outside world has long been lost. Rao, the old man has been operating here for so many years, but he has never seen this medicinal herb in Long Aotian's hands, only the spiritual energy on it fluctuates It was so amazing that he had to face it squarely.

Long Aotian said lightly: "Let's say a price."

The old man was in a dilemma, he had never seen this kind of herb before, and naturally there was no precedent for anyone else to sell this kind of herb here, besides, the aura carried by this kind of herb is too powerful, as long as I'm afraid that even if he takes it himself, it can break the bottleneck that has imprisoned him for many years.

He wanted this herb very much in his heart, but he was afraid that the price he offered would dissatisfy the young man in front of him. Looking at the other vendors around him, they all stood up and stared at My side, this direction.

If his price is a little unreasonable, those few people will make a big effort to snatch this medicinal herb.

So after pondering for a long time, the old man finally raised his head, looked at Long Aotian and said: "This cart of obsidian, there are ten pieces of medium-grade obsidian, 95 low-grade, converted to a total of 190 million low-grade obsidian, I don't know... ..." Just after he said this, he saw Long Aotian frowned slightly.

The old man's heart couldn't help but "thump", he looked at the medicinal herb in Long Aotian's hand, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

Such medicinal materials, which are like heavenly materials and earthly treasures, are hard to come by, if you miss them....(~^~)