Chapter 156 Trouble
People with the surname Huang have been living in the Black Demon Realm. They have never seen such a bustling scene. As soon as they stepped through the city gate, they saw tall buildings on both sides.

At the beginning, I didn't know why it was so lively. After walking for a while, everyone knew that the market was a place to exchange things.

Dialect noticed the expressions of the crowd, and explained a few words. When they were about to leave, they suddenly thought of something. They immediately entered the nearest shop, came out quickly, and sent a message jade talisman to each of them. After using the method, he waved his hands and let them go shopping by themselves, but said that they would still gather at the gate of this city in two hours.

Everyone dispersed, and even Liu Er, who was most sticky to dialect, left excitedly with a group of people, holding a universe bag given to her by dialect.

After Fang Yan saw that everyone had left, he also wandered slowly along the street. It was the first time he came to this Qingyun market, so he naturally took a good look.

What the dialect needs is spiritual herbs, and they also need to equip everyone with a batch of magic weapons. However, everyone's cultivation base is still low, and they can't use high-level goods. All they need is magic weapons. These are not urgent, and they can be bought at any store.

What dialect wants to find is the auction house. Those few things are so difficult. If you can buy the best at the auction house, you will save yourself a long way to go to the East China Sea or the Mangsha Desert to find them.

This Qingyun market is really extraordinary, even the road stalls have a lot of good things, of course, for ordinary monks, most of the magic weapons in Dialect are above middle-grade treasures, and there is even a semi-spiritual weapon, these Naturally, I didn't like the top-quality instruments, but some of the materials were good, and there was no bargaining in the dialect, so I bought some.

I haven't seen the auction yet, but dialect saw a shop on the side of the road named 'Baiyaolou'. From the dialect in the jade slips, I learned that there is a nearby sect called Baiyaomen, which is a sect famous for alchemy. I want to come to This Baiyao Building is their property.

Fang Yan stepped into the Baiyao building, and as expected, it was a elixir shop, and naturally there were many spiritual herbs.

There are quite a few people inside, all buying pills and spiritual herbs in front of the counter, dialects also follow them to look at the goods in this shop, but unfortunately the pills bought and sold in this shop are not very good, and the highest-level ones are only third-grade pills It is no wonder that the people who buy here are all monks in the early stage of foundation establishment and the stage of qi refining.

Fang Yan stretched out his hand and called a fellow to ask, "I want some high-level pills, do you have them here?"

The buddy raised his eyes to look at the dialect: "What grade of pill do you need, fellow daoist?"

"At least four grades and above, five grades are the best."

The buddy looked up and down the dialect, and said, "Fellow Daoist, we have the fourth-grade elixir, but the price is not low."

"Price is not an issue, the key is that I can use it."

Hearing the dialect's words, although he had some doubts about the dialect's cultivation level, this guy only thought that the dialect was the second ancestor of which sect, took out a jade talisman, and injected a stream of mana into it.

Soon, another person who appeared to be in charge came down from upstairs and said to him: "You sent the message? I don't know which fellow Taoist needs a high-level elixir."

"Deacon Long, this fellow Taoist."

"En?" Deacon Long is already at the late stage of foundation establishment. Looking at the cultivation of the dialect, some people don't believe it. A fourth-grade elixir costs at least 10,000+ spirit stones, which is not something ordinary monks at the early stage of foundation establishment can buy. started.

Dialect knew what the other party meant, so he took out a few spiritual herbs and showed them to the other party. These were obtained from the Poisonous Secret Chamber at the beginning. Dialect has never used them. I know that I don't lack Lingshi.

Sure enough, seeing a few spiritual herbs in Fang Yan's hands, Deacon Long's expression immediately changed: "Fellow Daoist, please go upstairs."

Following Deacon Long to the second floor, there were not so many people here. There were only a dozen of them in total, and their cultivation bases were all in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. There was even a dialect thinker that it should be a golden core monk.

After introducing the dialect into a sound-proof room, Deacon Long cut to the chase and asked, "I don't know what pills you need?"

"I need the elixir for repairing the soul, at least four or more grades, I wonder if your store has it."

"Repair the soul? Rank four or higher? Fellow Daoist, the elixir for repairing the soul is not an ordinary elixir, and the price is several times more expensive than the ordinary elixir."

"Oh, that means yes, don't worry, the price is not a problem." Dialect said.

Deacon Long replied: "Okay, we have two types of pills to repair the soul here, one is the Resurrection Pill, and the other is the Illusory God Pill, both of which are fourth-grade pills, each with its own special effect, I don't know which one you need. ?”

The Resurrection Pill and the Illusory God Pill turned out to be these two kinds of pills. Fang Yan was a little disappointed to hear that these two kinds of pills were mentioned in the alchemy formula. What Fang Yan wanted was to repair the souls of the old man and Jiuhuan Daoist Neither of these two kinds of elixir is very suitable.

"Fellow daoists, these two kinds of elixirs are not very suitable. I wonder if there are any high-level spiritual herbs in your shop, such as sword butterfly orchid grass or passion green wood flower."

As soon as Deacon Long heard it, he knew that dialect was an expert, and his knowledge of spiritual herbs and pills was as good as his own. These two kinds of spiritual herbs are both fifth-grade spiritual herbs, and they are both excellent spiritual herbs for repairing the soul. At the same time, he also understands Why don't you want those two kinds of elixirs if you don't know the dialect.

"Fellow Daoist, these two kinds of spiritual herbs are both fifth-grade spiritual herbs, and the price is not comparable to that of fourth-grade elixir. No matter which plant requires a million spirit stones, you can only find this kind of elixir when you come to me." Spirit grass."

"Oh, yes, fellow daoists, please bring me two of each. I don't know the price."

Deacon Long didn't expect that four plants would be needed as soon as the dialect opened his mouth, so he paused and said, "Fellow Daoist, the Jiandie Youlan Herbal Store is temporarily unavailable. If you need Baixiang Qingmuhua, can you wait an extra day and come to pick it up tomorrow? Fellow Daoist too. Experts, the fifth-grade spiritual grasses all start at a price of one million, and these two kinds of spiritual grasses are helpful for the cultivation of the soul, and each plant costs 150 million spiritual stones."

"Okay, then it's settled. I'll come to pick it up tomorrow. This is part of the deposit." Fang Yan reached out and took out a handful of spirit stones and handed them to the clerk. No more, no less, exactly one million spirit stones.

Seeing Fang Yan taking out a million spirit stones so happily, Deacon Long realized that he had really misjudged. The monk who can take out a million spirit stones without blinking is not an ordinary monk, and many Jindan monks are not like this lavish.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly realized that the dialect's expression became tense, and he heard the words in the dialect: "Okay, fellow daoist, I will come to fetch the spirit grass tomorrow, and these low-level spirit herbs will also prepare thousands of copies for me. And come to pick it up, now I have some things to go out to do."

Fang Yan threw a jade slip to Deacon Long, stepped out of the secret room, and hurried downstairs, the speed of which surprised the people upstairs.

Looking at the millions of spirit stones in his hands, Deacon Long admired the courage of dialect. He couldn't earn so many spirit stones in ten years, so he just put them in his hands without even having his own name. He left after asking a question, isn't he afraid that he would scoop up the Lingshi and run away?Of course, he would not do this. Those who can enter the Baiyaomen will not have such a narrow vision, which is why the dialect is at ease.

Why did Dialect go out in such a hurry? It turned out that the messenger talisman on his body suddenly vibrated, and someone from the Huang clan was in trouble.

People with the surname Huang have been living in the Black Demon Realm, and they don’t know much about the affairs of the Cultivation Realm. Dialect has told everyone before that the Cultivation Realm is different from the Black Demon Realm, and they can’t just fight bravely and be ruthless. The people with the Huang surname are not troublemakers. Why this time.

Guided by the summoning talisman, Dialect quickly found the place where he called for help. Before he got there, he saw a group of people surrounded there, and the members of the Huang clan were surrounded in the middle.

Dialect rushed over in a few steps, feeling a chill in his heart, surrounded by Liu Er, Huang Wu and seven or eight people, and there were at least 20 people around, and several of them were foundation-building monks.

However, it is not those monks at the Foundation Establishment Stage who are in charge, but a young man with only the eleventh level of Qi Refining, even so, it is much higher than that of Huang and the others.

Martial arts are not allowed in the comprehension market, so at this moment the two sides are confronting each other. Liu Er has already held the soul bone he gave her in her hand, and tears are about to come out of her two eyes, but Huang Wu and the others are full of expressions. Furious, he kept Liu'er firmly in the center, holding the weapon he used in the Dark Demon Realm.

"Sister, didn't you say that your brother is coming? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"

the young man asked with a playful smile.

(End of this chapter)

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