After entering the world of cultivating immortals, I have been living and sleeping

Chapter 23 Learned

After entering Fangshi, Ye Pianran separated from Han Liang.

"Let's go get some information first, and buy some supplies to enter the Ten Thousand Demons Mountains. You can wander around by yourself first, and we'll come find you later."

Before parting, Han Liang said this.

But not long after they separated, Ye Pianran felt that there seemed to be a line of sight watching her in the dark, which made her uncomfortable.

It turns out that this was a whole thing, pretending to separate, but actually following them, right?

She raised her eyebrows, but didn't care, and walked around various stalls along the road.

The first thing that caught her attention was a stall selling the corpses of monster beasts. The stall owner was dressed in coarse linen clothes, holding a sword in his arms, closing his eyes and concentrating. He only erected a standing sign in front of the stall.

It says: The highest bidder wins!

Such a behavior can be said to be very eye-catching in the noisy market. He has been surrounded by a group of people for a long time. Ye Pianran was attracted to it when he saw the crowds on the third floor and the third floor.

A high-level qi-training monk stood in front of the stall and said, "Boss, how do you sell the body of this Xuanling Bihu?"

"Didn't you see what I wrote? The one with the highest price will get it, and I will give you a spiritual stone." It was another high-level monk who practiced Qi.

"Then I will give you ten spiritual stones."

"twenty."

"Fifty."

"one hundred!"

"This Xuanling Bihu is a second-level monster. You want to take it with just one hundred spirit stones?" The monk who spoke first sneered, "Two hundred spirit stones!"

"It's only two hundred, I'll pay three hundred." Another monk who raised the price was not to be outdone.

While the two were competing as if no one was watching, a chuckle came from the crowd of spectators.

"The market price of the corpse of an ordinary second-level monster beast is not less than four hundred spirit stones. Xuanling Bihu is a wind attribute monster, and the minimum price is not less than six hundred spirit stones. The price you two are asking is too high. It’s a little less sincere.”

Following this indifferent voice, a tall figure walked out of the crowd, turning out to be a young man with extraordinary bearing.

The monk who spoke first rolled his eyes and let out a cold snort from his nose, "In that case, I don't want this Xuanling Bihu anymore. Whichever of you likes it can take it!"

After that, he pushed aside the crowd and left.

The other monk was dumbfounded. He looked at the young man and then at the body of Xuanling Bihu. His face was pale and white, and finally he stamped his feet fiercely, unwilling to give up.

"I'll offer you six hundred spirit stones. This is the highest price I can give you. If it doesn't work out, I'll leave immediately."

The young man smiled slightly and said, "A thousand spiritual stones."

The monk opened his mouth and left with an ugly expression.

The competitors had already given up and retreated. The young man looked at the stall owner with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"No one bids. According to the rules, this Xuanling Bihu belongs to me."

He threw out a bag of spirit stones and reached out to grab the tiger beast's corpse.

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, a cold female voice came, and immediately after, another bag of spirit stones was thrown on the stall.

"I will spend one thousand and five spiritual stones to capture this Xuanling Bihu."

The crowd suddenly exploded.

"One thousand and five spirit stones? Hiss, this price can buy the corpse of a third-level monster."

"Is it crazy to spend so much money to buy the body of a second-level monster?"

"Why do you care so much? Maybe they just have a lot of money and just want to play with it."

Ye Pianran also had a look of astonishment on her face and looked at the female cultivator who had already appeared on the scene.

The female cultivator is wearing a cloud-patterned robe, her green hair is tied up with a green jade hairpin, she has bright eyes and snow-skinned skin, and wears a long sword on her waist. She is cold and out of the world, and is incompatible with the hustle and bustle of the city.

"No, look at her clothes... those are the clothes of a disciple of the Xuanxu Sect, and she is from the Xuanxu Sect!"

The female cultivator ignored the sounds around her and glanced at the young man with indifferent eyes, "How about it, do you still want to bid?"

The young man twitched his mouth and shook his head helplessly, "This is beyond my psychological price. Congratulations, fellow Taoist." Seeing the female cultivator reaching out to pick up the body, the young man said quickly, "I have one more thing to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

"As we all know, the most expensive thing about the Xuanling Bihu is its fur, which is the best material for refining robes. This Xuanling Bihu has no obvious external injuries, and the fur is not damaged at all, so I gave Qianlingbihu stone."

"But I don't think it will be worth a thousand and five spiritual stones."

The female cultivator put the body into the storage bag, and said with a curve on her lips, "It doesn't matter if I tell you, a demon pill has been formed in the body of this Xuanling Bihu. Thank you, fellow Taoist, for letting me go. I'll take my leave now."

Hearing this, the young man was stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.

Demon Dan!

Demonic beasts of level three or above begin to condense demonic elixirs in their bodies, which is the source of the demonic beast's power.

There is a chance that the second-level monster will condense. Once it condenses, it means that the third-order monster is not far away.

The market price of the corpse of a third-level monster is around [-] spirit stones, while the demon elixir of a third-level monster costs at least [-] spirit stones.

In addition to being linked to the level of the monster, the price of the demon elixir is also related to its attributes. Demon elixirs with mutated attributes are more expensive.

The worst wind attribute demon elixir can be sold for [-] spirit stones.

But the female cultivator just now bought a wind attribute demon elixir for only five hundred spirit stones.

Earn two thousand spiritual stones for nothing.

Not only was the young man stunned, but the surrounding crowd also fell into silence.

After a while, they started to commotion, and they rushed towards the stall crazily. It was chaos for a while.

At this moment, the stall owner, who had been concentrating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.

He stretched out a palm and slapped it hard on the table.

A powerful wave of air spread, and the people closest to him felt as if they had been hit hard. They vomited blood and fell back, with looks of horror on their faces.

"How is that possible? I am at the tenth level of Qi training..."

"Me too……"

"Knock us away with one palm. Could it be that... this person is a foundation-building monk?"

The stall owner closed his eyes again.

But this time, no one dared to make a mistake again.

Ye Pianran, on the other hand, had left long before the chaos occurred and was unaware of what happened next.

She did notice that there was a strange energy fluctuation in the Xuanling Bihu corpse that was being fought over, but she didn't know that it was the demon pill.

Later, when the female cultivator of the Xuanxu Sect pointed it out, I suddenly realized it.

Just watching her lively, I accidentally learned a little knowledge, which feels good.

She walked through each stall, stopping to take a look when it was busy. Occasionally she would play with some novel items, but she would not buy them, just walking around.

It wasn't until I walked through most of this long street that I felt like I was being watched by others.

But she did not relax her vigilance, but continued to walk forward. After passing more than a dozen stalls, she suddenly turned around.

She kept walking and came to a stall in the middle of the long street.

This is a stall that sells all kinds of novelties. There are all kinds of things on it, including broken dolls, rusty bronze mirrors, only half of the hairpins, girls' headbands...

When she passed by before, she stopped and played with this stall for a while. Her mental strength was far higher than that of monks of the same level, so she noticed something was wrong.

After leaving and returning, she showed a troubled expression and moved step by step to the stall.

The stall owner is a middle-aged woman. Judging from the fluctuations in spiritual power, she seems to be at the seventh level of Qi training.

"Little girl, you are here again."

The stall owner had a kind smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)