Chapter 12
After searching around, he finally found an empty seat, and Yi Tian rushed to occupy it.

Just as he sat down and spread out his cloth bag, a big man appeared in front of Yi Tian.

The big man is on the sixth floor of Lingtu, a little taller than Yi Tian, ​​and his sturdy body is much plumper, staring at Yi Tian with big vicious eyes.

The big man said: "I saw this position first, you can go now."

With a grin, he slowly spread out his cloth bag, rolled up the hem, and exposed all the contents inside.

Seeing the ten saw-toothed crocodile skins inside, the big man's eyes flickered with surprise, but seeing the young man in the navy blue Taoist robe in front of him, who was only a fifth-level spiritual disciple, he felt much more at ease.

On the left and right of Yi Tian, ​​there are people who set up stalls. Seeing that there is trouble in Yi Tian, ​​they giggled dryly, waiting to see the joke.

"I'll take this seat first, you can go." He raised his head, fixed his gaze, stared at the profuse sweat, and rubbed his fingers with great interest, making a clicking sound.

"Boy, you're so crazy, you dare to snatch what I'm looking for?" He clenched his fists tightly in front of his chest, deliberately shaking them in front of Yi Tian.

"Uh, you have to make it clear that you are the one who robbed me. Well, I don't want to argue with you, you step aside now, you are so fat and block my light, how can I still do business."

"You dare to say that I am fat, courting death!" Standing on the ground, he punched in the air, and the fist was blown by the wind, causing the people around him to step back in a hurry.

Standing firmly on the spot, secretly displaying the spirit domain, Yi Tian's fist became more powerful.

With a bang, it was also a punch, and Yi Tian, ​​who was in the Prison Immortal Physique, was extremely powerful.

Everyone was amazed, Yi Tian on the fifth floor of the Lingtu stood firmly on the spot, but Kuang Dao on the sixth floor took two steps back.

Secretly squeezed his fist, Kuang Dao was also full of horror, why did this weaker person in front of him have such strength.

Kuangdao knew that he had kicked the iron plate after suffering a dumb loss. Seeing the astonished eyes of the people around him, Kuangdao turned and left with embarrassment.

"It's amazing, you don't know that this Kuang Dao bullies people who are less powerful than him, just to blackmail him." Seeing Yi Tian punching back Kuang Dao, the people next to him took the initiative to make friends with Yi Tian.

The hustle and bustle here caused a commotion, but after Kuangdao left, everyone returned to normal.

Not far away, Di Bo, who was stalking secretly, stood behind the stone pillar, his brows gathered together, and he was also a little surprised.

After saying hello to him, Yi Tian took out the books on alchemy and spiritual herbs, sat on the ground and began to flip through them.

With two soul seas, Yi Tian suddenly discovered that he was also very fast at reading books, basically able to achieve a photographic memory.

After turning a page, Yi Tian can fully remember it in less than a stick of incense.

Turning another page, Yi Tian will take a shorter time.

The book turned faster and faster, and Yi Tian felt himself stuck in it, unable to extricate himself.

"Hey, how do you sell this?" One person squatted down, picked up the silver-ringed falcon's beast core and asked.

"If you have a first-level spirit grass, you can exchange it. If you don't have four hundred spirit coins." Yi Tian continued without raising his head, "If you buy more, the one you put in your pocket will be given to you." is you."

The man's face turned red, he didn't expect his petty actions to be discovered by others, he took out the stuff he put in his pocket in embarrassment, and left angrily.

Yi Tian sneered, he is the soul ancestor, and he has two soul seas, the perception of soul power is earlier than ordinary people.

Ordinary people, the soul perception is awakened in the spiritual realm, but Yi Tian can use the soul power to perceive now.

"Can you really exchange this with a first-level spiritual herb?" An ordinary-looking woman was wrapped in a scarf with a bloody smell.

"Of course, you can change more or less. How you change depends on the value of your spiritual grass." Still not looking up, Yi Tianfan looked at his book.

His soul power is so strong that he can perceive the situation within five meters around him while reading a book.

"Okay, I have ten first-class spirit grass Aescin ganoderma lucidum, twenty arachnid grass, and your 35 beast cores of the silver-ringed falcon, I want them all."

Yi Tian raised his head, saw this woman, and immediately said: "No problem, you can take it."

The woman's face was full of surprise. These thirty spiritual grasses were relatively low-level, and they were not worth 35 silver-ringed falcon beast cores. She just wanted to try her luck, and she was of course very happy to be able to exchange them so readily.

Fearing that the man in front of her would regret it, she hurriedly took out these two kinds of spiritual herbs and threw them to Yi Tian, ​​and began to pick out 35 beast cores of the Silver Ring Falcon from them.

"Wait!" Another young man was wearing a silver dress, wearing a phoenix jade ring around his waist, and holding a folding fan in his hand, and walked out from the side.

He was not in a hurry, glanced at the woman, then at Yi Tian, ​​and said, "I want all these things."

Turning to a new page, Yi Tian stared at the spirit herbs in the book, the reason why he agreed just now was because these two spirit herbs, together with the other two spirit herbs on his body, just happened to be able to refine Peiyuan Pill.

Peiyuan Pill is an entry-level pill for first-grade alchemists. On the Nine Star Continent, if one can successfully refine one Peiyuan Pill, it means that one is qualified to become a first-grade alchemist.

Hearing the latecomer's words, Yi Tian didn't look up, and said lightly: "No problem, what can I exchange?"

"Thirty silver thread grasses." The young man snapped his folding fan shut and held it in his hand.

"Silver Thread Grass is a low-level spiritual grass. It's a scam to want to exchange so much for so little."

"Don't talk, do you know who this is? This is the apprentice of Liang Changyi, a half-soul cultivator."

"It turned out to be him, no wonder he is so arrogant. I heard that his apprentice, Fengguo Lingtu, is on the sixth floor, but his soul attainment is very high."

Everyone's words fell into Yi Tian's ears.

The woman who collected the animal cores before heard that it was Liang Changyi's apprentice, Feng Guo, and she reluctantly threw the collected animal cores down again.

In this world, there are some people who have no family or sect, and they wholeheartedly pursue martial arts.They have a high level of cultivation, but they are very low-key, and generally do not appear in the world.

This kind of person is called a hidden world expert.

Reclusive experts are generally withdrawn, and there is another biggest characteristic, especially protecting their weaknesses.

If their disciples were bullied outside, they would take revenge no matter what. When encountering disciples of such reclusive masters, everyone avoided them for fear of offending them.

"This silver thread grass can only be exchanged for a coyote's beast core. If you want it, take it. If you don't want it, go away. Don't block my business." Everyone took a breath of cold air. So disrespectful.

"35 beast cores of the Silver Ring Falcon, you can take them away, I will take the spirit grass." Before the woman could take back the spirit grass, Yi Tian took the spirit grass first.

Without looking up, he continued to flip through his book.

The woman was flattered, carefully took all the beast cores, and left like the wind.

"Hey, the ants are indeed a bit arrogant. Don't you know who I am?" Opening the fan, Feng Guo looked playful. This was the first time he had heard of the half-spirit Liang Changyi's reputation, such a shameless person.

"You?" Yi Tian opened a page of the book, "Even a dog has nothing to do with me, get out of here, don't take it for me!"

"Haha, you ants dare to scold me, please make amends for all these things!" He stretched out his hand to snatch the things.

"Hehe, little brother, you are in trouble, do you want me to help you?" Qin Meilian, with a charming and shy face, came with graceful and graceful steps.

As soon as the charming Qin Meilian appeared, everyone's attention was attracted, and everyone greedily lingered on her.

"You smelly men, have you seen enough? One more look, I'm going to goug out the eyes of you ants!"

Most of the people here are people in the realm of spirit disciples. Qin Meilian, a master of the sixth level of spirit warriors, can kill everyone with just one move.

These people have just woken up from this kind of sinking. This is a senior in the Spiritualist Realm, and they must not be messed with. They hurriedly turned their eyes to other places to look.

(End of this chapter)

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