Immortal Clan: Starting from Managing a Blessed Land

"Young Master, Miss, you also came to this Western Desert to look for the Pill Formation Cave?"

At this time, an old man in gray shirt setting up a stall on the roadside greeted the business pavilion.

Shang Ting smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Exactly!"

Hearing this, the old man in gray shirt sighed, with a look of unbearable expression on his face, and waved the two of them over.

advised:

"Come on, come on, I'm telling you, leave now!"

"The Western Desert has attracted the attention of the entire Great Xia cultivator community. I heard that there are also many loose demon cultivators from Liang and Ping countries who have come to look for opportunities. It is now a pool of muddy water!"

As soon as he said this, a middle-aged couple on the right of the old man who was also setting up a stall also frowned and said:

"Yes, just like three days ago, there were three Night Soul Sect Soul Dao Demonic Cultivators outside Qionglingfang, known as the [Three Night Soul Sects], who specialized in robbing and killing monks!"

Soul Dao Demonic Cultivator?

Shang Ting had no expression on his face, but his heart moved.

This is a good material. My own "Soul Devouring Soul Technique" requires high-quality souls to devour it, so that it can quickly strengthen the soul.

And what will these three Yehunmen Jie cultivators do after killing someone?

It must be selling stolen goods.

Looking at the old man, Shang Ting's eyes flashed with a strange color.

The level of strength that the gray-shirted old man and the middle-aged couple deliberately concealed was revealed by him at a glance.

The old man is at the pinnacle of Qi refining!

The middle-aged couple beside them were practicing at the eighth level of Qi and the other at the seventh level.

But they all changed their appearance and hid their strength to the third or fourth level of Qi training.

Another peek at luck.

Above the old man's head, there was a black mist of luck, and his destiny was a soul flute.

It is green in color, exuding a faint light, and the body of the flute is engraved with exquisite patterns.

Shang Ting glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the middle-aged couple were both born in the soul path, and their luck showed a terrifying and vicious blood fate!

Good guy, he is what he calls the "Three Evil Night Souls"!

At this time, the old man in gray shirt finally revealed his true purpose, changed the subject, and said with a smile:

"Young Master, even if you come here, don't leave empty-handed."

"If my guess is correct, your female companion is Huo Xiu, right?"

"It just so happens that I have a batch of fine fire artifacts in my hands. Can you take a look?"

After saying that, before Shang Ting could agree, he put out many fine utensils from the storage bag.

It was obvious that Shang Ting had extraordinary bearing and was a wealthy man.

I wanted to persuade him with good intentions first to gain favor, and then sell the utensils.

This routine made Shangguan Li frown.

Shang Ting glanced briefly at the stall, believing in the magic in his eyes, and activated the high-level [Authentication Spiritual Light].

There are a few nice utensils.

A sword with a slender blade and a fiery red body.

A round bead with mysterious flame patterns on its surface.

A fan, when unfolded by the old man, looked like a cloud of fire. There were exquisite flame patterns painted on the fan. The fan bones were made of fiery red metal and exuded a fiery aura.

They are all high-level magic weapons, and their power is also good. They are stronger than the mid-level fire knife Shangguan Li uses.

Shang Ting pointed his fingers and then asked:

"Stall owner, how do you sell this sword, this bead, and this fan?"

The old man was overjoyed and hurriedly greeted:

"Young master has really good eyesight. He can spot the three best high-level magic weapons of the old man at a glance!"

"This is the Lihuo Sword. It was collected by a master who is proficient in the art of fire and refined with rare fire spirit stones. After several years of careful refining, the sword is extremely sharp and can easily cut off low-level magic weapons. Its flame temperature is extremely high. High, it can instantly burn the enemy to ashes!"

"This is the Yanyang Pearl. Its origin is unknown, but the explosion is extremely powerful!"

"And holding the Flame Bead, the flame resistance is extremely high, so you can practice in the flames without any problem!"

"The last one is the Fire Cloud Fan. According to legend, it is a magic weapon circulated from the Fire Cloud Cave. It is even more powerful. It can fan out flames and have a very wide strike range. At the same time, it can also control the direction and intensity of the flame. It is extremely flexible. Change!"    At the end, the old man finally said:

"No more, no less. Each piece costs 115 pieces of low-grade spiritual stone. I'll give you a discount. One hundred yuan is enough!"

"Which one do you want?"

"I want them all."

"ah?!"

As soon as these words came out, the old man and the middle-aged couple were all shocked. Three hundred spiritual stones were given to them as soon as they were asked! ?

The old man looked ecstatic, while the middle-aged couple were envious and greeted them repeatedly:

"Sir, come to my place and take a look at this one."

"Go, go, go!"

Before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by the old man, who quickly handed the three magical artifacts to Shang Ting, who passed them on to Shangguan Li.

Then he boldly took out three middle-grade spiritual stones and threw them directly into the old man's stall.

Keep the change, please.

As soon as the three middle-grade spiritual stones came out, they immediately attracted a lot of attention and caused a cry of exclamation.

All the vendors were breathing heavily and their eyes showed greed.

Beside him, Shangguan Li put the magic weapon into his storage bag, but his expression was slightly strange, and he said through the voice:

"Brother Ting, you are showing off your wealth like this. Aren't you afraid that you will catch too many fish?"

Hearing this, Shang Ting raised an intriguing smile and said:

“No matter how big the bait is, with only one hook, only the biggest fish can eat it.”

The old man in gray shirt had deep meaning in his eyes, a satisfied smile on his lips, and advised:

"Sir, if you don't show off your wealth, I think you should stay away from home recently, as you can easily cause trouble."

Shang Ting's eyes were full of meaning, but he smiled and said:

"It doesn't matter, don't you hear that there is a sword but no wealth, and you will come back after all the gold is gone.

With wealth but no sword, the silver mountain is left to drift? "

After that, Shang Ting took Shangguan Li out of the market.

In the market, the gray-shirted old man and the middle-aged couple immediately packed up their stalls and looked at each other with greedy eyes:

"Big fish, big fish!"

Then, without hesitation, he retreated into the inn and came out again, already wearing black clothes.

When they arrived at the entrance of the market, they found that several stall owners around had already followed them secretly.

The gray-shirted old man looked cold and shouted:

"Zhao Laosan, you dare to snatch food from the tiger's mouth?"

Hearing this, the burly man named Zhao Laosan glanced at him with a disdainful expression:

"You dare to do robbery? Get out of the way, otherwise you will lose your three middle-grade spirit stones after leaving the market!"

"Looking for death?"

The gray-shirted old man glanced coldly, his breath burst out, a faint light in his eyes flashed, and he rushed straight to Zhao Laosan.

The peak of Qi training!

Zhao Laosan trembled all over, his face was pale, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he clasped his fists repeatedly and said:

"I have no eyes to recognize Mount Tai, please forgive me, please forgive me."

Then he shrank back to the side of the road, as if he was frightened.

Beside the old man in gray, the middle-aged man did not even look at Zhao Laosan.

He looked at the backs of Shang Ting and Shangguan Li riding black rhinoceros horses gradually going away outside the gate of the market, and smiled:

"Boss, you are still smart, produce and sell by yourself."

"Let's go, stop dawdling, you will be happy if these two high-quality fish run away."

Aside, the woman in the middle-aged couple turned into a beautiful fairy and spoke coldly.

The three of them did not stay any longer, and quickly followed with their magic tools.