I have supernatural powers

Chapter 42 Street Stall Taobao!There is heaven and earth inside! (seeking monthly pass for further study)
After the five people came to Lingjunfang City, two days before the official start of the exchange meeting, after choosing an inn, the group began to wander around the city, searching for treasures.

In the square market, there are mainly street stalls, and most of the street stalls are low-grade things. After all, the main customers of the square market are casual repairers who don't have much savings, and things that are too high in value cannot be sold here. .

Each sect has its own resource trading platform, unless it is some more precious things that cannot be obtained in the sect, they will try their luck in other sects.

But even so, disciples of the sect usually go straight to other high-end places such as the auction house of other sects in Fangshi.

The things on the stalls are not eye-catching.

A group of people just to pass the time, while walking, looking at the same time, there is no clear goal.

People like them are generally called 'gold diggers', which means people who want to dig out gold from the sand. They just look around, hoping to see treasures that others have overlooked with their own eyes.

Many people stared at them, because generally this kind of people are not short of money. Judging from the breath of the five people, it is obvious that they are such people.

They went to four or five stalls, looked around, and finally didn't buy anything.

Except for Ruan Qinghan, Yan Zhe and the others are old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years, how could they be easily deceived by the sweet words of the small vendors.

After looking at several items, it was Yan Zhe who judged whether the items were good or bad.

He has the supernatural power of [Fire Eyes], he can see through illusory, all things, as long as he uses mana, he can see the essence clearly.

For example, he can see Ruan Qinghan's half-demon body at a glance!

Any monster, in front of him, has nothing to hide.

The five wandered around for more than two hours, but they didn't buy anything, so they were going back to the inn to rest. Ruan Qianchou went to visit Ling Junzong by the way.

As the head of a big sect, if you come in person, you still have to let the other party know.

To avoid any misunderstanding.

"Hey, after looking at so many things, I didn't find a single treasure."

Ruan Qinghan hugged Song Jiaorao and Bai Li's arms from left to right, and said with a sigh.

"You only want to pick up leaks. There are good things, and the people of Lingjunzong have discovered them a long time ago. They are experts."

Ruan Qianchou said casually.

Ruan Qinghan said with a smile: "I just feel a little regretful that such a long time wasted for nothing."

At this time, Yan Zhe suddenly stopped, and the others also stopped.

"Over there, there seems to be a good thing."

As he spoke, even as he walked over, the rest followed suit.

This stall is unremarkable, and the location is not very good. It is almost at the end of the corner. There are very few people who can stroll here, the traffic is low, and the probability of selling things is naturally even smaller.

Seeing someone coming, the stall owner hurriedly got up and said with a smile:
"What treasures do you guys like, here are all good things, and the price is affordable!"

There are everything in this stall, such as elixirs, magic tools, talisman seals, jade slips of exercises, unknown treasures and so on.

Most of them are fake.

It can't be said to be fake, it's just some junk, the elixir has a lot of loss of aura, and even part of it is missing; the magic weapon is also damaged in battle, the original damage is difficult to recover; some of the talismans have lost their spirituality and don't work at all; Jane, practice with the things inside, and don't go crazy, that's your luck.

There are also many kinds of street stalls selling goods. This kind of shopkeepers are not repeat customers, and they are pitted one by one.

Most of the things are scavenged from cemeteries, battlefields or garbage dumps of some big sects. The cost is low, and if you sell one, you can earn a lot.

Although there is a theory of cause and effect in this world, buying things on this kind of street stall is basically a willingness to fight and a willingness to suffer.

Yan Zhe looked at one thing, but picked up another one.

When the stall owner saw what he picked up, he quickly boasted:
"This Balrog Needle is a good treasure. Its body is made of fire-essence meteorite. The imperial envoy flies out. Not only does it have strong physical penetration, it can easily penetrate even magic shields.

Moreover, it is small in size, easy to conceal, and consumes very little during use.

If fellow daoists like it, how about two thousand spirit coins? "

The spirit coin is produced from the spirit mine, and when it is crushed from the spirit source mine, it is a piece of hexagonal flakes of equal size, one piece is about the size of a thumbnail.

It contains spiritual energy, which is used to assist in cultivation, which can greatly increase the speed of cultivation.

Generally speaking, the price of a low-grade magic weapon ranges from 2000 spirit coins to [-] two hundred spirit coins. The price of these two thousand spirit coins is definitely not low.

Yan Zhe said directly: "The Fire Essence Meteorite of this magic weapon has been damaged, and its nature has been destroyed, that is, it can be used as a raw material. Not to mention two thousand spirit coins, I don't even want two hundred spirit coins.

150 spirit coins, build me another thing, I will take this thing back as a fusion material. "

The stall owner was surprised when he heard the words, but Yan Zhe didn't expect to see the problem with this object at a glance.

You must know that the problem of nature change can only be perceived by thoroughly refining the magic weapon. This is still an expert!
His mind turned quickly.

The purchase price of this thing is 30 spirit coins. If it is a bonus for someone, the total cost is only sixty or seventy spirit coins.

"Success, take a look, just pick here."

The stall owner gave a range, which is collected together, and the cost is lower.

Yan Zhe picked up a black stone next to him and said:
"This piece of obsidian is still a usable material, so let's leave it at that."

The stall owner saw that the item was scavenged from a Zongmen garbage dump by himself, and the cost was only 10 spirit coins. He immediately smiled and said:
"Okay, after paying the money, the things are yours."

As soon as Yan Zhe raised his hand, the 150 spirit coins were placed in three piles and placed on the booth.

The stall owner knew the quantity with a scan of his consciousness, nodded and smiled and said:

"The number is correct, fellow daoists, go slowly!"

He didn't say anything about welcome to come back next time, this man is an expert, if he still had something interesting here, he would have bought it long ago.

Should not come again.

After walking away, Ruan Qinghan didn't look at the flying needle weapon, but took the stone, looked around, and asked:

"Grandpa Yan, is there anything magical about this stone?"

Ruan Qianchou gave a direction and said with a smile:
"Is there a universe inside?"

"Really." Yan Zhe smiled, "Let's go back to the inn and have a look."

After saying that, the group returned to the inn where they were staying. In this Xuanxiu inn, each room has a simple formation, soundproof, and prevents detection, which is very secretive.

When he arrived at the house, Yan Zhe took out a jade bowl, and then took the gifted stone with both hands and broke it hard.

The stone shattered like an egg, and a milky white liquid flowed out, exuding a fragrance.

(End of this chapter)