Reborn as a wolf

Chapter 33 Jade Disc Fragment

Why are exercises so valuable, even rare goods?

For a mortal to step into the ranks of cultivators, the most fundamental core is to have spiritual roots and corresponding exercises. Magic weapons, elixirs, and spiritual stones are all external auxiliary means.

Most cultivators meditate by absorbing the meager aura from the world. Only those who were born in a great family of a great sect can do meditation by absorbing the aura of spirit stones or spirit veins.

As for magic treasures and pills, except for a very small number of congenital spirit treasures that have been bred for thousands of years or even millions of years, as for the acquired spirit treasures, immortal weapons, spiritual weapons, magical weapons or elixir, they are all obtained through refining. It is artificially refined by a weapon master or an alchemy master.

Therefore, a good book of exercises is extremely important to a cultivator, and this is the fundamental reason why the prices of exercise secret books are not low.

Tang Hui walked out of the lobby on the first floor of Tianlin Pavilion with mixed feelings in his heart. Before entering Tianlin Pavilion, he was a penniless pauper. There are more than 400 low-grade spirit stones left, and they have once again been reduced to the ranks of dicks.

Xiao Hai, a half-grown child who was squatting outside the gate of Tianlin Pavilion, greeted him quickly, and said with a smile, "Master Immortal, you have bought it."

Tang Hui nodded slightly, and said, "Take me around and get familiar with the environment and market conditions of Weishanfang City."

"Okay." Xiao Hai nodded quickly.

At this time, a young Taoist priest with a deer head and mouse eyes stared at the dozen or so storage bags hanging on Tang Hui's waist, shining a deep and faint brilliance.Coming out of a high-end place like Tianlinge, he was dressed in a mysterious way, and he was wearing more than a dozen storage bags. What is this not a fat sheep?

Immediately, the wretched-looking young Taoist priest deliberately restrained his gaze, occasionally glanced at Tang Hui intentionally or unintentionally, and followed Tang Hui without showing any trace. He was very experienced in doing this kind of thing.

"Brother Dao, do you want to buy some talisman paper? It's very cheap. A dozen low-grade spirit stones can engrave the basic spells of the five elements, which is very useful for monks in the Qi refining period."

A young Taoist priest in his thirties was selling his talisman papers to past practitioners. When he saw Tang Hui approaching, he started selling them automatically.

Tang Hui automatically ignores it. He is not in the Qi refining period. What do he need talisman paper for? Choose from stalls.

As far as the remaining 400 low-grade spirit stones on him are not enough to go shopping in high-end stores, he can only choose local stalls with the mentality of Taobao.

Similarly, there are not a few cultivators who have the same thoughts as Tang Hui to shop for treasures. At this time, a loud quarrel caught Tang Hui's attention.

"I've said it before, I won't sell it without four hundred low-grade spirit stones."

"What the hell, it's just a fingernail-sized fragment, but it's a little hard, and you want to sell it for four hundred low-grade spirit stones?"

"Four hundred?!! Why don't you grab it?"

"At most two low-grade spirit stones. I also see that these things can be integrated into the flying sword to increase the hardness of the flying sword."

"This crap doesn't respond to spiritual power. It's a piece of trash. You want to sell four hundred low-grade spirit stones. Aren't you scamming people?"

"..."

Tang Hui finally squeezed into the crowd of spectators, and looked at what everyone said was a fingernail-sized fragment on the stall, like the leftovers of a broken plate, dark green in color, like a fragment of some kind of jade.

For mortals, jade may be a luxury worth hundreds of taels of silver, but for a cultivator, it is basically useless, but the strange thing is that this jade is too hard.

The owner of this jade piece is a grey-haired old man, he blew his beard and stared at the people in an upright debate, and finally insisted on four hundred low-grade spirit stones, and he would not let go.

"Boss, can you take a look at it?" Tang Hui obviously became interested, and said to the gray-haired old man.

"Yes, but there must be at least one of the [-] low-grade spirit stones." The gray-haired old man continued, "I'm not afraid to tell you that this is a treasure dug out from a certain ancient tomb by the old man after a narrow escape. That's all, the old man will always meet seniors who know the goods."

"Cut." There was ridicule and ridicule from the crowd.

Tang Hui stretched out his front paws to symbolize the two fingers of the index finger and the middle finger, picked up this dark green fingernail-sized fragment of jade, put it in front of his eyes to see through the light, and looked at it carefully.

Ge Di, the five masters who were slowly enjoying the magic tools, elixirs, and spirit stones of more than a dozen Buddhist cultivators in the foundation-building period, suddenly spit out what they swallowed, became manic, and ran around in Tang Hui's five internal organs Moved, very panicked.

This is the first time that the five uncles have appeared in such a strange state.

Even the spirit weapon that was discovered by Jingzen Buddhist Xiu ### was not so abnormal. Tang Hui was a little surprised, then bit his wolf teeth and said, "Four hundred is four hundred, I bought it."

The crowd was dumbfounded, staring at the two-meter-tall little giant wearing a bamboo hat and covering his whole body in a robe. Is there really such a thing as "being taken advantage of"?

Tang Hui counted out four medium-grade spirit stones from the center of the storage bag with pain, and handed them to the gray-haired old man. The old man happily took the four medium-grade spirit stones and put them in his arms quickly, saying: "One word is for you!" Sure, no refunds."

Immediately, Tang Hui pushed through the crowd and left the street where the street stalls were set up. He already realized that someone was already following him.

"Xiao Hai, is there an inn here?" Tang Hui asked as he walked.

"Yes, turn a corner ahead and walk 150 steps, and you will find the Tongfu Inn." Xiao Hai quickly responded, "But Master Xian, it's still early, should we rest so early? We still have a lot of places to visit Woolen cloth."

"I'm not going shopping anymore, I have something else to do." Tang Hui took out a low-grade spirit stone from the storage bag again and handed it to Xiao Haidao, "Here, this is your reward, you don't have to follow me, I will I have some personal matters to deal with."

"No, no, no." Xiao Hai waved his hands quickly, and said anxiously: "Master Immortal, you have already paid for it. Xiao Hai cannot accept this low-grade spirit stone, otherwise the rules will be broken."

Tang Hui thought for a while, then stuffed it into Xiao Hai's linen robe, and said, "It's okay, the rules are made by people and changed by people, so let's treat it as a tip for you, and let's leave it alone."

Xiao Hai's eyes were actually lonely, and he said helplessly, "That fairy master, please go slowly."

In fact, there is one more sentence that Xiao Hai has never dared to say. He is just an ordinary person. He took the initiative to be the guide of Weishanfang City. It's a pity that so far, everything has been in vain.

Tang Hui quickened his pace and walked quickly in the direction that the half-grown child Xiaohai said. Instead of entering the Tongfu Inn, he continued to walk quickly and walked into a dead end, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he was always the one who ransacked Others, now someone actually regards him as a fat sheep and wants to rob him.

Tolerable or unbearable.

Soon, the wretched-looking young Taoist priest gathered two helpers, and the three of them appeared on the way to the dead end at the same time, with smug smiles.

The wretched-looking Taoist with the deer head and rat eyes opened his mouth and said, "Run, run, I will see where you are going."

Tang Hui remained silent, and began to communicate with the stone sword in Lingtai Consciousness Sea.

"Come on, hand over all the storage bags on your body." The wretched-looking Taoist priest drew out the long sword in his waist, flashed a cold light, and said, "Don't trouble the uncle to do it himself, I can spare your life. "

"Is it okay to keep a pair of underpants?" Tang Hui's smile gradually widened.

"Pants?"

"Haha."

"This kid is too funny."

The three of them laughed wildly, walking further and further, without noticing the sarcasm in Tang Hui's eyes. The three monks in the Qi refining period dared to rob the monks in the foundation establishment period.

It's really a chicken that has thrown itself into a trap for a weasel for a hundred years.

Ge Di, a flash of sword light came, and before the three of them could react, their smiles froze on their faces for an instant, and three large heads shot up into the sky, spraying blood, and the headless corpse fell on its back.

"When you kill, you kill. What are you talking about, a bunch of ###."

Tang Hui slowly retracted the long stone sword into the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness between his brows, reached out and groped on the three roof corpses, found three storage bags, swept them with his spiritual sense, spit out, and said cursingly: "I'm still a robber, but I only have hundreds of low-grade spirit stones on my body, I don't have a decent magic weapon, medicine pill, or exercises, and I have three poor ghosts."

Immediately, Tang Hui popped three fireballs with his fingers, destroying the corpse and obliterating the traces. He said to himself, "Just because I don't want to kill people, doesn't mean I don't dare to kill people. A bunch of hard-working people."

Then, Tang Hui walked out of the dead end carelessly and walked towards Tongfu Inn.

The shopkeeper of Tongfu Inn is a middle-aged man with a healthy body. When Tang Hui approached the counter, the shopkeeper was thinking about his calculations. When he saw Tang Hui, he said casually, "Is the immortal master going to the top or staying in the shop?"

"How many spirit stones for a one-day stay?" Tang Hui couldn't wait to study this fingernail-sized jade fragment, and said to the shopkeeper, "I want a single room."

"Ten low-grade spirit stones."

The shopkeeper continued to settle accounts without looking back.

"Is there a cheaper one?" Tang Hui frowned. Ten low-grade spirit stones are indeed a bit expensive, and you can buy ten dozen talisman papers.

"No. The cheapest room in this store is ten low-grade spirit stones. Immortal Master, do you want to live or not?" The shopkeeper stopped his hands fiddling with the abacus, turned his head, looked at Tang Hui, and said.

"Stay." Tang Hui had just made a small fortune, so he didn't care about the ten low-grade spirit stones. He took out ten low-grade spirit stones from the storage bag and placed them on the wooden counter.

"Xiaoer, take the immortal master upstairs to room No. [-]." The shopkeeper collected ten low-grade spirit stones and continued to fiddle with the abacus.Shouted towards the inner hall.

"Okay." The inner hall responded quickly. Yiming, a young man of about ten, seven or eight years old, with a felt hat on his head and a white towel on his shoulder, bent slightly, with a flattering smile, Appearing in front of Tang Hui, he said, "Master Immortal, please go upstairs."

Tang Hui nodded, and climbed up the stairs. The wooden stairs were old and creaked, and the waiter hurried to follow.