Tianhai Xiantu

Seeing that although there were many people around, no one came forward to ask about the price, the monk with a dark and thin face felt a little helpless.

"Everyone, don't miss such a large piece of deep sea soil," the thin black monk quickly stepped forward and said.

After the man finished speaking, Li Qing chuckled unconsciously.

Although there are many people, without exception, they are not people who need the deep sea and thick soil. Most of the people gathered around are casual cultivators. Naturally, they do not need the deep sea and thick soil. Most of them are just joining in the fun.

As the man stepped forward to greet him, the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only a few people with interest in their eyes, among them Li Qing's figure.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people around him, the thin black monk began to lose his composure.

"Are you fellow Taoists interested in this thing?" The thin black monk's tone became a little urgent.

After the remaining people looked at each other for a few times, one of them walked out.

The man looked like a disciple from a nearby small sect, and his strength was in the middle stage of Qi training.

"How much is this thing worth?" the man stepped forward and asked.

"I still have matters to deal with, and I don't want to waste time here. If you are interested, fellow Taoist, how about selling this item for a hundred low-grade spiritual stones?" the thin black man said directly.

After the thin black monk finished speaking, he looked at several people eagerly.

As soon as the thin black monk finished speaking, the few people left simply left.

For a moment, Li Qing was the only one left around.

Watching the people around him walk away, the thin black monk also knew that his quotation was too high. With the thought of making a lot of money in his heart, he never thought that he would encounter a disadvantage in opening the door.

The current real price of the thick soil in the deep sea is just over a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Most of the monks are basically useless themselves and are just here to pick up bargains.

After seeing the man's price, he knew there was no bargain to be found, so he left.

"I wonder if this fellow Taoist is interested?"

The thin black monk looked at Li Qing and asked expectantly.

Li Qing said nothing and shook his head gently.

After seeing Li Qing shake his head, the man was obviously a little anxious.

"Fellow Taoist, you should also know the value of thick soil in the deep sea. If I hadn't been in a hurry to take action, I wouldn't have sold it for less than 110 low-grade spiritual stones," the thin black monk said quickly.

"You must know that the thick soil in the deep sea can be sold at this price within the sect." The thin black monk said with confidence.

"Then why don't you just sell it to the sect monks?" Li Qing continued under the bamboo hat.

After listening to Li Qing's words, the man was stunned for a moment and then lowered his head slightly.

Seeing that his little thoughts were exposed, a trace of resentment flashed in the eyes of the thin black monk.

The reason why it is not sold to sect monks is obvious.

If a casual cultivator encounters a powerful sect monk, he will inevitably be suppressed. If he encounters a ruthless person, his life may not be guaranteed.

Li Qing's words have revealed the truth of the matter, and the thin black monk also knows that even if he doesn't sell it to Li Qing, he may not be able to sell it for the price of one hundred low-grade spiritual stones.

"I wonder what price you want to buy it at?"

In order to sell the deep sea soil in his hands as quickly as possible, the thin black man had no choice but to compromise.

"Eighty low-grade spiritual stones," Li Qing said.

Li Qing knew in his heart that if he wanted to get the treasure he wanted in a place like this, it would take several rounds of pulling, so he quoted a relatively low price.

"Eighty low-grade spiritual stones are impossible." The thin black man's tone became fierce.

If it were eighty low-grade spiritual stones, he could just find someone to sell them to, and there was no need to set up a stall here.

"Let's do this. If you sincerely want 90 low-grade spiritual stones, I won't sell them for less."

After Li Qing saw the man's tone, he knew that this was basically his final line.

"good"

"I want ninety low-grade spiritual stones."

Li Qing didn't waste any time and took out ninety low-grade spiritual stones from his storage bag and handed them to the man.

Originally, after the thin black monk saw Li Qing's casual cultivator dressing up, he was a little doubtful whether he could produce this spiritual stone.

Seeing Li Qing simply take out the spirit stone, a flash of greed flashed in the eyes of the thin black monk.

He had long discovered that Li Qing was only a fourth-level Qi practitioner, and his strength was already at the peak of the fourth level, so he did not take Li Qing seriously.

The thin black monk even suspected that Li Qing might be someone from a small family who went out to purchase supplies.

Only monks from the sect would be interested in the deep sea and thick soil.

At this moment, the thin black man was even more greedy. You must know that this was not the first time he had done this kind of thing.

"I don't know which sect monk my friend is?" the thin black monk asked calmly.

Li Qing flashed a sneer under the bamboo hat, and just now he also saw the greed in the eyes of the thin black monk.

Li Qing didn't say anything. He reached for the deep sea soil and prepared to get up and leave.

After seeing Li Qing's actions, the thin black monk seemed to be more determined in his thoughts.

After Li Qing's figure blended into the crowd, he disappeared. Seeing this, the thin black monk glanced deeper into the crowd, put away his stall, and left.

Little did he know that Li Qing, whom he was looking for just now, was also quietly watching his leaving figure in a corner.

After seeing the thin black monk leaving, Li Qing showed a trace of hesitation on his face, but in the end he did not follow him.

When he took over the thick soil from the deep sea, he clearly felt that the trembling of the Zhenhai Pearl had not disappeared.

The thick deep-sea soil in his hand can also slightly shake the Zhenhai Pearl, but it is far less attractive than the contents of the thin black monk's storage bag.

It seems that the deep sea soil in the hands of the thin black monk is far more than what he is selling, and the amount stored in the storage bag should be even greater.

Li Qing had just thought about whether he should follow up to find opportunities to kill people and seize treasures.

With his ability to practice Thunder Spirit Art to the low-end stage, it is more than enough to deal with a casual cultivator at the fourth level of Qi training.

Li Qing had no burden in his heart about killing the thin black monk.

The world of cultivating immortals is basically about the survival of the fittest.

Moreover, the greed in the thin black monk's eyes and the back that kept looking at Li Qing's retreat clearly meant that he was regarded as a fat sheep.

Looking at the look on the skinny black monk's face, he knew that many people would die in his hands.

After Li Qing's soul came to this world, he quickly began to integrate into the rules of this world.

The memories of his two lives merged together, allowing him to see the nature of the world more clearly.

When he entered the world of immortality, he knew very well that there would definitely be bones scattered along the road to immortality.

This is the same for any monk.

Li Qing knew one thing clearly in his heart, that is, he did not want to be the bones beneath others' path to immortality.

The road to immortality is difficult and bumpy, but he only has a strong heart to follow the path.

Li Qing's hesitation in choosing just now was not out of intolerance, but because he had other ideas.