Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 207 Trading

Lu Ye glanced at Shu Chitu, who was the same height as him, and couldn't help laughing.

"Junior brother, every time I see you suddenly grow so tall, senior brother is still not used to it."

They saw that under the red earth cloak of Shu, his body suddenly grew taller, reaching the same level as Lu Ye. He walked with a long stride. No one could have imagined that under the cloak, there was actually a dwarf who was not as tall as an ordinary person's thighs.

From the outside, the whole person looks like a thin bamboo pole. When the wind blows, two boots are exposed under the cloak.

Lu Ye, on the other hand, wore thick clothes under his cloak and had a tall and horizontal figure, which was also used to confuse people.

Shu Chitu smiled bitterly.

"Senior brother, please stop teasing me."

"If I don't stand on two stilts."

"With my height, people can tell at a glance whether I'm wearing a cloak or not."

"Except for young children, I am the shortest among all the disciples of the Seven Demon Sects in Black Cave Mountain."

If you're not interested, just don't ask.

"Senior brother, remember to call your code name when you go in. Don't call it by mistake."

This talisman is a low-grade, first-class talisman. It is cheap and easy to use. Its only function is that when someone uses spiritual consciousness or similar magical tools to detect the true appearance under the mask, it will burn itself without fire.

Both of them wore face-covering masks similar to Qi Fangfang's under their hooded cloaks, and even the back of the masks had been modified using mortal disguise.

This talisman pen is usually used by foundation-building monks to make talismans. The stall owner doesn't know where he got it from, and it looks like it can be used several times.

"Nine cakes, as long as I'm here, you will definitely not lose money on the sale. Don't worry."

Two other stall owners on the left and right of the stall greeted them. One of them was wearing a ghost mask, and the other had only a drop of blood on his mask.

Lu Ye and Shu Chitu chose an open space, took out a bag of furoshiki from the storage bag, shook it, unfolded it on the ground, and then took out a bunch of talismans and array disks from it in order to lay them out.

There are luminous pearls and other similar objects placed in front of the stalls to illuminate them, giving off a dim light.

This black market is not big. A straight line in the wasteland is about ten feet long, forming an aisle.

"Old cat, Nine Pancakes, are you here?"

Lu Ye smiled.

Shu Chitu and Lu Ye smiled and nodded in response.

The stall owners are all semi-acquaintances of each other, and after getting along for such a long time, they give people random nicknames.

As more talismans were sold, the nickname was finally accepted.

As for the two people next to them who happened to have stalls adjacent to them several times, they called them Lao Gui and Lao Xue.

For example, Shu Chitu, he is a rat demon but the mask on his face is a tabby cat, known as the old cat.

These are the goods that the two sell. In fact, the bulk of them are mainly talismans made by Lu Ye, which makes his success rate far higher than that of his peers.

The two chatted for a while, walked around two huge stones like doorposts, and entered the black market.

It's just that he didn't know what Lu Ye wanted to buy for such a long time, but every monk had secrets, so he naturally wouldn't ask.

He scanned the stalls along one side. If he saw something he was interested in, he would look at it a few more times and see if the price was right.

First, I bought a talisman pen with a bald and semi-old wooden pole and a cracked wooden pole. Although it was old, it was a broken treasure. The hair was made of the heart-protecting hair of the demon fox clan, which was full of spirituality.

At the same time, talismans and divine talismans were affixed to the masks.

In addition, everyone's masks have magic charms attached to them, and it's like zombies coming back to life and demons dancing wildly.

After Shu Chitu set up the stall, Lu Ye said to him.

Shu Chitu knew that every time Lu Ye came to the black market to sell talismans, he only took them with him. In fact, it was mainly to buy goods.

The people who come and go in the black market are all dressed the same as Lu Ye and Shu Chitu. They all wear cloaks and masks to cover their faces. The masks of the evil monks still have the image of scary ghosts.

"Don't worry, it's a good call."

Luye's mask is Zhang Mahjong Jiubing. Others didn't recognize him and initially called him Pancake.

This scene suddenly appeared in the wilderness, deep in the mountains and old forests. If it were a mortal, the timid person would be frightened to death.

It was at his strong request that people changed the name to Jiubian. People knew that Jiubian's stalls had good quality talismans and good prices.

Lao Gui sells elixirs, and Lao Xue sells some weapon refining materials. They have no conflict with what Lu Ye and Shu Chi Tu sell, so they get together with each other.

Of course, it is only useful for basic foundation-building monks, but it is also sufficient in the black market.

On both sides, monks set up stalls on the spot, each with a piece of furoshiki on the floor, and on it were placed the goods they wanted to sell.

It's also difficult for him to master it after practicing hard for dozens of days in his cave.

"Old ghost, old blood, you guys arrived quite early."

The array was made from red clay from Shu, and he was quite talented at it. In two years, he was able to complete the sect's tasks and earn some small profits for himself.

Anyway, the black market is full of Qi-training monks, and no one has developed spiritual consciousness to detect it from a distance. To this extent, it is considered prudent.

"Old Cat, keep an eye on the stall, I'll go take a look around."

Lu Ye nodded and immediately started shopping in the black market.

It turns out that Shu Chitu is walking on two machine stilts, which can run, jump and squat. They were made by a senior brother from the school and spent a piece of spiritual stone on them.

Lu Ye bargained with him, and the other party asked for 200 spiritual stones. He followed the example of Shu Chitu, slashed his ankle with a knife, and countered with 200 spiritual stones.

After a red-faced and thick-necked argument, the two parties changed from calling each other fellow Taoists to "you and me" and "hey, hey, that guy is a thief."

Finally, I returned to Taoist friends and decided on the price with forty spiritual stones.

Lu Ye took the opportunity to buy a lot of talisman-making liquid and talisman papers from the stall. In the end, the two of them said goodbye with a smile on their faces, and they were in harmony.

He moved on.

I bought a piece of hundred-year-old green driftwood for Wang Hu, which is the favorite poison, and bought a can of Yin corpse powder for Zhang Cunyi.

When I walked to the last stall on this side, I found a pair of earrings. The magic weapon was very exquisite. It glowed faintly under the influence of magic power and could withstand the attacks of mid-level Qi training monks.

Lu Ye didn't bargain this time and happily paid for the spirit stones and put them in a storage bag for Pan Furong.

He turned back from the other side, but this time his luck was not so good. He looked around all the stalls and couldn't find the item he wanted anymore.

As for the knowledge of second-level talisman inheritance and magic text interpretation, there is no knowledge.

After all, this is just a site formed voluntarily by the Qi-training disciples of the Seven Demon Sect. At most, they can just wander around. If you want to find such high-end things, let’s not talk about whether everyone has them. Even if they do, the price is definitely extraordinary. Qi training disciples can bear it.

He wasn't in a hurry. There are still seven years until the secret realm opens. On the day when the secret realm opens, he estimates that the situation in Black Cave Mountain will change drastically. Before that, he has enough patience to wait for the Ascension Talisman to be cracked.

If it didn't work out, he would fight for the position of the inner disciple. On the one hand, he would stay away from the little Huanxi juicer, and on the other hand, he would see if there was any chance of obtaining the relevant true biography from Wu Feng.

He walked slowly back to his stall.

Shu Chi Tu Zheng and others are raising the price fiercely.

"Fellow Taoist!" He spat and said, "You should be optimistic, this is the first-order middle-grade Yin Thunder Talisman!"

"With one talisman, a junior Qi-training monk will die and turn into scum. Even the fourth-level and fifth-level Qi-training intermediate monks will also suffer big losses!"

"Such a good talisman is only sold to you for two spiritual stones, but you still think it's too expensive? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"What? Are you afraid that my talisman is not powerful enough and of poor quality?"

"Ha, don't ask me, when did my old cat sell defective products?"

"All the talismans I sell here are well-known by word of mouth. Today you have caught up. I usually only entertain repeat customers. The supply of my talismans exceeds the demand..."

"Oh, for the sake of your sincerity, you will lose one spiritual crystal. We can't make it any cheaper, otherwise we will lose money..."

"Okay, nine spiritual stones and five spiritual crystals, I'll give you five Yin Lei Talismans. Take them."

"Would you like to take a look at this array again?"

"What?" His voice suddenly became sharp and high-pitched, "You said that my talisman is pretty good, but this array is rubbish?"

"Hey, don't leave. Come back to me and fill up the five spiritual crystals before leaving!"

The monk who bought five Yin Lei Talismans had disappeared long ago, and Shu Chitu was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and cursed.

Lu Ye looked at it and wanted to laugh.

This Shu Chitu cut off his ankles when bargaining, and returned it from his scalp when he was bargaining. He was a good double standard player.

Lu Ye handed him the talisman and sold more than setting up his own stall.

He walked over slowly and smiled.

"Old cat, don't be impatient. That man is short-sighted and cannot recognize the masterpieces of future formation masters. Why should you be as knowledgeable as him?"

"Brother Jiubian..." Shu Chitu huffed angrily, "I listen to you."

"If you don't buy it, you won't buy it. You dare to say that my array disk is garbage. I'm so angry."

Lu Ye wandered back and forth for half an hour. At this time, most of the talismans on the stall had been sold, but none of the array plates had been moved. No wonder Shu Chitu was impatient.

The old ghost next to him suddenly looked over and smiled.

"Old Cat, be satisfied. You have sold a lot of goods in your stall. Look, I have only opened one or two bottles of this elixir."

"I'm afraid your family has the best business in this black market."

Lu Ye remained silent, and Shu Chi Tu responded. He felt miserable. After selling the talismans, Senior Brother Lu would give him some points. Selling the array disks was his real income, but he couldn't explain it to others.

On the other side, Lao Xue waved to Lu Ye.

"Brother Jiubian, let's talk about something."

Lu Ye walked over and smiled.

"Old blood, do you have any advice?"

Laoxue looked around and suddenly used sound transmission to enter the secret magic way.

"Brother Jiubian, these talismans are all made by you..."

Lu Ye smiled and said nothing.

"Hey, Brother Jiubian, we are all acquaintances, but you are still so cautious," Laoxue complained, and then said, "If you made this talisman, we might be able to make a big deal."

Seeing that Lu Ye was still silent, he could only continue talking to himself.

"Brother Jiubian, I think these talismans are all first-level talismans, and even first-level high-grade talismans. Whether they are made by you or the person behind you, judging from the supply, you can tell that they are skilled in craftsmanship and can be called a first-level talisman maker."

Lu Ye continued not to speak.

In fact, a small part of his talismans was given to the sect to complete the mission, and the remaining half was sold, and the remaining half was in the storage bags of the three brothers.

If someone were to face them again, they would surely experience what a stormy talisman attack was.

"Brother Jiubian," even though he used the sound transmission spell, Laoxue still carefully looked around, and finally said, "I wonder if you are interested in the inheritance of the second-level talisman?"

"Huh?" Lu Ye raised his eyebrows. This was not because he was interested, but because he was in urgent need.

He also used voice transmission to enter secrets to reply to inquiries.

"Do you have it? How many spirit stones?"

Laoxue smiled.

"Brother Jiubian, don't worry about where I got it from. I can contact a reliable seller."

"Next time in the ghost market, I will be your matchmaker. You will bring the spirit stone and he will bring the technique. But whether you two succeed or not, you have to give me the twenty-first level low-grade spirit stone."

Lu Ye readily agreed. There should be no hesitation about this kind of thing. If you miss it, who knows when it will show up next time.

"I'll give you a deposit of ten spiritual stones. After seeing the inheritance, I'll give you the remaining half whether it succeeds or not."

He directly touched it from the storage bag and handed over ten spiritual stones. Lao Xuemei took it with a smile and promised again and again that he would definitely bring him to the black market next time.

After an hour, the flow of people began to become sparse.

Shu Chitu saw that the talismans in his stall were almost sold out and only a handful of formation disks were sold. He walked down the road dejectedly.

"Brother Jiubian, let's withdraw."

Lu Ye nodded, said hello to the old ghosts and old bloods on his left and right, and the two of them collected their bundles and walked away gracefully.

After leaving the black market, I drove the light and turned around a few hills.

Suddenly, several thunderbolts struck behind him.

Lu Ye flicked his hand, and a diamond talisman protected him and Shu Chitu, who were shaken by the large clouds of thunder.

A man jumped out from behind, wearing a cloak and a black scarf covering his face, and sneered again and again.

"Seller, your thunder is really effective!"

(End of this chapter)