Shilipufang City.

Shops line both sides of the street, row after row.

The streets were lined with small stalls, with cries of hawking and begging for advice and bargaining.

Today's market is particularly lively.

After yesterday's Green Lotus Jiao Ceremony, the spiritual veins of the master of Qingxi Mountain were upgraded to the upper and lower levels. In addition, when Yun Zhong and Chen Xiaobao condensed the ninth-grade Green Lotus, various powerful phenomena of heaven and earth were produced.

There are golden lotuses spitting out of the mouth, golden springs gushing from the ground, and the remaining spiritual veins summoning to annihilate the small world, etc.

Under the influence of this vision, a large number of heavenly materials and earthly treasures were produced in the blessed land of Qingxi Mountain.

In the past, it was rare to find elixirs and herbs. Now, handyman disciples can always gain something by wandering around the mountains.

Some of the treasures of heaven, materials and earth were hidden for their own use, and some of them were temporarily unavailable. They simply took them to Shilipufang Market and set up stalls to sell them in exchange for some silver and spiritual stones.

Han Mo and Fei Yuji walked around the market with great interest.

They stop in front of various stalls from time to time, hoping to find something good.

Compared with the last time they were teased and beaten in Shilipufang City, they were in a much better mood this time.

Because the two of them have decided to let Concubine Yuji worship Chen Xiaobao as her master during the mountain worship ceremony.

After all, they and Chen Xiaobao were old acquaintances. They were under Chen Xiaobao's tutelage and knew everything. They felt at ease that Chen Xiaobao would take more care of them.

With this idea in mind, they came to Shilipufang City today, planning to choose two meeting gifts and visit Chen Xiaobao in advance tomorrow.

Many people do this. Before the mountain worship ceremony, they first go to the ideal master candidate to do activities. If they can be chosen in advance, it will be a good thing.

Originally, with the physique of a mysterious woman that Concubine Yuji had not seen for thousands of years, she had no worries about not being able to become her master during the mountain worship ceremony.

On the contrary, those second-generation disciples may fight for the concubine Yuji.

Concubine Yuji is willing to become a disciple of Chen Xiaobao, and Chen Xiaobao agrees with both hands and feet. It is too late to be happy, and there is no need to visit in advance.

But Han Mo thought more about it. He thought that even if Concubine Yuji's Xuannu physique was rare, she would eventually worship Chen Xiaobao as her master.

As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father!

Just because you have a special physique, you cannot be complacent and not take Master into consideration.

Besides, Yun Zhong and Chen Xiaobao had helped them and were kind to them.

Therefore, in order to be polite and thoughtful, you must visit in advance.

With this in mind, the two of them went shopping in Shilipufang City, looking for a gift to meet Chen Xiaobao.

But after searching for a long time, they couldn't find a suitable gift.

Good things such as some spiritual herbs and elixirs cannot be bought with silver coins, and must be purchased with spiritual stones.

Han Mo and Fei Yuji, one a miserable handyman disciple and the other just came up the mountain, none of them have spiritual stones.

Some of the things on the small stalls don’t require spiritual stones to buy, but what are they, worthless scraps of metal, small mirrors, small combs, and even pots and pans...

Han Mo shook his head. He couldn't bring these things to visit Chen Xiaobao, right?

For those who didn’t know, I thought they were going for a picnic!

After wandering around for a while, she was disappointed when suddenly, Concubine Yuji pointed her hand forward, "Brother Han, look, there are a lot of people gathered in front of you, is there anything good?"

Han Mo looked intently and saw a large circle of people gathered in front of an inconspicuous stall in front of him. They were all busy looking at something.

Han Mo's heart moved and he walked over with his concubine Yuji.

Among the crowd, there was a hawker, who was frothing at the mouth, howling like a chicken blood, and desperately trying to sell his goods.

"Fellow Taoists, have you seen this? What is this?"

An honest person asked, "A... wooden sword?"

"Yes, this is a wooden sword!" The vendor said in a sonorous and powerful voice, "However, it is not an ordinary wooden sword, it is a nine-turn lightning strike peach wood sword!"

Nine-turn lightning strike peach wood sword?

Everyone looked at a loss. Most of the people here were just handyman disciples watching the excitement. None of them knew what was wrong with this wooden sword with a very interesting name.

The hawker smiled proudly, his eyes flashed with light, and he waved his wooden sword with a scornful aura and said domineeringly.

"According to legend, there is a peach tree growing on the top of Kunlun Mountain, the ancestral home of Taoism. This tree is naturally nourished by the earth and contains spiritual energy. It is a rare treasure of heaven and earth! The peach tree has grown for nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times.

Every year, it will experience a thunder catastrophe every thousand years, and it will survive nine thunder catastrophes in total! In another year, the peach tree will have grown for ten thousand years. At that time, its merits will be complete and it will be able to soar in the daytime and transform into a peach fairy!"

"My ancestor, Master Yuantong, climbed to Kunlun Mountain. Just before the Peach Fairy ascended in the daytime, he took out the core of the peach tree and made this wooden sword!"

"This wooden sword condenses the spiritual essence of Peach Immortal for nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years, as well as the power of nine thunder tribulations. It is a true fairy sword..."

The hawker was frothing at the mouth and his cowhide was almost blown to the sky!

Although the servant disciples on the side have little knowledge, they are not stupid either.

No one will be fooled by him, fairy sword? Haha...

The hawker continued to show off and deceived everyone: "Okay, after introducing so much, the fellow Taoist asked, what is the price of this rare and rare sword in the sky and on earth?"

Everyone was silent, no one answered a question.

A trace of disappointment flashed in the hawker's eyes. The cultivators on the mountain were indeed smart and smart, and were much more difficult to deal with than the foolish men and women down the mountain.

The vendor had no choice but to wink quietly at a guy hiding in the crowd.

The man understood and immediately stood up and shouted loudly: "I think the fairy sword, at least, needs a thousand... uh, a hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"

He originally wanted to say a thousand lower-grade spiritual stones, but he felt really weak and subconsciously changed his words.

If Yun Zhong were here, he would definitely point his finger at these two guys and scold them, two idiots!

You may not be able to buy a real fairy sword, let alone a thousand low-grade spiritual stones, or even a thousand high-grade fairy crystals.

What is the concept of top-grade fairy crystal?

One high-grade fairy crystal can be exchanged for one hundred medium-grade fairy crystals.

One medium-grade fairy crystal can be exchanged for one hundred low-grade fairy crystals.

One low-grade immortal crystal can be exchanged for one hundred high-grade spiritual stones.

One high-grade spiritual stone can be exchanged for one hundred medium-grade spiritual stones.

One medium-grade spiritual stone can be exchanged for one hundred low-grade spiritual stones.

Therefore, the value of the real fairy sword is 10 billion times the price quoted by these two guys!

Of course, these two little people who deceived people in Shilipu cannot be expected to have such knowledge.

In their eyes, one hundred low-grade spiritual stones was already a terrifying amount of wealth.

Further up, they can no longer imagine it, and they don't even dare to brag like that.

The hawker chuckled and cooperated skillfully with the man's words, "Okay, this Taoist friend said, at least one hundred low-grade spiritual stones! I am selling at a loss today, so I will sell you a favor to all the Taoist friends, not a thousand,

Don’t be too lazy..."

The hawker paused to whet everyone's appetite, and then said loudly: "As long as eighty-eight! Eighty-eight is not a spiritual stone, but a silver tael! Eighty-eight silver is the price of jumping off a building and vomiting blood! Fellow Taoists passing by,

Don’t miss it! If you pass this village, there won’t be this shop! If you miss the fate of the fairy sword, you will regret it for ten thousand years!”

The onlookers and monks were just looking at the excitement. Even though the vendor shouted for a long time, no one was willing to spend eighty-eight taels to buy a wooden sword.

Haha, do you think we are stupid?

Just when the hawker was extremely disappointed and felt that his hard work today was in vain, a faint voice sounded.
Chapter completed!