Fantasy: I, The Longevity Body, Have Survived Ten Generations Of Geniuses

"The illness on this girl is really weird! Isn't it really some kind of special constitution?"

"If that's the case, doesn't it mean that this woman is very likely to have spiritual roots? If we can find a suitable technique and let her practice it, maybe her weird illness can be solved."

On the way back to Tianshuang City, Ye Fan's mood fluctuated.

"Hey, kid, don't you have eyes?"

Because he was thinking about something, Ye Fan didn't pay attention and knocked down a tough man with a sinister face near the city gate.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into anyone. I'd like to thank Haihan for the offence."

When Ye Fan saw that the other party was not injured, he smiled slightly and left.

"You guys, you hit someone and just walked away like this?"

The tough man was so angry that he stood up cursing.

"Xu Dalong, you don't want your life, how dare you provoke the Immortal Master?"

On the side, a companion reminded him in a low voice.

"Xian, Immortal Master? No way, that person is..."

The tough man was startled and immediately stopped talking.

"This Tianshuang City is no different from other places. Xu Dalong, please don't act recklessly and harm everyone."

"Exactly, if it weren't for the good temper of this little Immortal Master, Xu Dalong, you would be a dead person now."

The companions started to criticize one after another, and the tough man blushed, and finally did not dare to speak out anymore.

"The difference between immortals and mortals is like a natural chasm!"

The voices of these people were very low, but they could not hide from Ye Fan's discerning hearing. He shook his head gently and walked towards the city.

"Haha, Mr. Li, we are really destined!"

As soon as Ye Fan entered Tianshuang City, he met Zhao Lei with a smile on his face again.

"Old Zhao, let's go, take me to Fangshi."

Ye Fan laughed, turned his palm, and ten Low Grade spirit stones were quietly stuffed into Zhao Lei's hand.

"Thank you, thank you very much, sir, please!"

Zhao Lei smiled happily and diligently took Ye Fan to the nearest market in Tianshuang City.

The two chatted all the way and walked for about half an hour before arriving at a slightly chaotic market called "Tonghai".

"This Tonghaifang City seems a little untidy!"

Ye Fan said with some disappointment.

"Young master, you don't know. The largest squares in Tianshuang City are naturally the east, west, south and north squares directly controlled by the city lord's palace."

"In addition to the Four Squares, there are also various kinds of markets established by various forces scattered in the city. However, although Tonghaifang City was established by a group of Independent Cultivators, it is also famous and can be regarded as a relatively special market. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Lei lowered his voice and told Ye Fan in detail some of the special features of Tonghaifang City.

"This place is almost a black market. If you have something that is not easy to get rid of, you can dispose of it quietly here to ensure safety."

"In addition, this place is a mixed bag of fish and dragons. Although it is a bit chaotic, sometimes there are some rare treasures that are difficult to find outside."

"Oh? Then let's go in and take a look!"

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded and walked into Fangshi first.

“There really is everything here!”

Tonghaifang Market is not very big, and the stalls inside are so densely packed that there is almost no place to stay.

However, there are so many kinds of things in the market, almost everything is available, which makes Ye Fan a little dazzled.

All kinds of bargaining sounds, shouts, and arguments were heard endlessly, and everywhere was filled with the smoke of a well.

"Old Zhao, are the things in this reliable?"

"It's generally reliable. Of course, there are cases of substandard goods being passed off as good ones, or even fake ones being passed off as real ones. But they only deceive the little guys who are new to the world of cultivation. When they meet the experts, they can only stare blankly. Sir, please Don’t worry, I know this place very well, and I will never let the young master suffer.”

Zhao Lei said with a smile.

"Um."

Ye Fan felt relieved and started walking around the market.

"Brother, how do you sell these bags of Spirit Medicine seeds?"

Soon, Ye Fan discovered a stall selling groceries in a corner of the market. There were several bags of Spirit Medicine seeds that caught his attention.

"Thousands of Low Grade spiritual stones for you! No bargaining."

The owner of this stall was a tall, rough-looking middle-aged man. The man glanced at Ye Fan and said casually, somewhat indifferently.

"A thousand Low Grade spiritual stones?"

Ye Fan picked up one of the bags, poured out some of the Spirit Medicine seeds inside, and looked at it carefully.

There are many types of Spirit Medicine seeds, many of which Ye Fan has not yet collected.

A rough estimate is that these bags contain at least a thousand kinds of Spirit Medicine seeds.

With so many Spirit Medicine seeds, it is indeed not expensive to sell one thousand Low Grade Spirit Stones.

Ye Fan was about to get the spirit stones to buy the things, but saw Zhao Lei sneer and sarcastically said to the owner of the stall: "It's just hundreds of low-grade Spirit Medicine seeds, but it actually costs a thousand low-grade spirit stones? I see you It’s better to just go grab the spirit stones.”

"You surnamed Zhao, you are so low-income, what are you talking about? You are looking for a beating."

The owner of the stall immediately changed his expression as if he had taken a drug, and stared at Zhao Lei fiercely.

Zhao Lei did not back down and sneered: "Hey, Jiang Hao, don't think I don't know where everything you have here comes from. What, do you want to cause trouble?"

"You!" When the man surnamed Jiang heard this, his face changed, his attitude immediately softened, and he lowered his voice and said, "Okay, I won't argue with you, then tell me how many spiritual stones you want to buy!"

"I think one hundred Low Grade spirit stones are almost enough!"

Zhao Lei caught the weak spot of the man named Jiang and immediately took advantage of it, grinning evilly.

"How about you give me a little more? One hundred Low Grade Spiritual Stones, is this too little?"

The man named Jiang frowned into the character "Chuan".

"Hmph, I will give you at most two hundred Low Grade spiritual stones, no more."

Zhao Lei raised his chin proudly, looking like a successful villain.

"Okay, two hundred, just two hundred!"

The man named Jiang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Ye Fan was watching dumbfounded. When he saw the man surnamed Jiang looking over, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He took out two hundred Low Grade spiritual stones from the storage bag, resisted himself from laughing, and gave the spiritual stones to Jiang. Surnamed man.

"Old Zhao, what's going on?"

After leaving the stall of the man named Jiang, Ye Fan weighed five bags full of Spirit Medicine seeds and asked Zhao Lei in a low voice.

"Hey, sir, I don't know. I know the details of this guy Jiang Hao very well. He looks fierce, but he is actually very timid."

"He used to be a member of a demon hunting team, hunting low-level Demonic Beasts on the outskirts of the Biluo Mountains. Then one time, their team suffered bad luck and unexpectedly encountered a Rank Two four-armed ape in the Biluo Mountains. ."

"After a bloody battle, the entire team was almost wiped out. Jiang Hao was the only one who was lucky enough to survive despite being seriously injured."

"Since then, this guy Jiang Hao has been scared out of his wits and never dared to hunt monsters in the Biluo Mountains again. However, this guy is also smart. He used the contacts he accumulated during the years of joining the monster hunting team to learn from other hunters. I bought some black goods from the Demon Team and came to Tonghaifang City to sell them and make a little profit from them."

After hearing this, Ye Fan finally understood.

It turned out that the things in the stall of the man named Jiang had unknown origins, and Zhao Lei was an insider, so he used this to blackmail him.

"Old Zhao, aren't you afraid of his revenge?"

Ye Fan glanced at Zhao Lei slightly worriedly.

"Haha, this Jiang Hao is a coward, how dare he take revenge? And this guy's cultivation level is the same as mine. It's hard to say whether he can beat me."

"Be careful with your ten-thousand-year-old ship. Let's do this. I'll use this golden sword talisman to protect you!"

Ye Fan thought for a while, took out a Rank Two golden sword talisman from the storage bag, and gave it to Zhao Lei.

The golden sword talisman was bought by Ye Fan at the "Spiritual Treasure Xuan" in Qingyangfang City before. At that time, he bought more than 100 Rank Two spiritual talismans in one go.

"Sir, this, is this the Rank Two talisman?"

Zhao Lei took the magic talisman and couldn't help but widen his eyes and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The golden sword talisman of Rank Two can already threaten the early monks of the Foundation Building. This is the first time that Zhao Lei has obtained such a High Level talisman.

"Yes, it's the Rank Two talisman, given to you."

Ye Fan smiled nonchalantly.

"Thank you, sir!"

Zhao Lei glanced at Ye Fan gratefully, thinking that Mr. Li didn't know his identity, but a Rank Two talisman was not taken seriously by him.

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