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Chapter 2380 Dispute over Medicine Cauldron

What he lacks is the various materials needed to cultivate the Sky-eating Insects to the elite level.

After thinking about it in his mind, Qin Cheng also agreed.

The level and number of monks from all sides in the South Island can be seen from Emperor Xiao's previous visit.

Although Xiao Shengyun had a special reason, since it was possible for Emperor Xiao to ask for the Medicine Master's Banquet, it was also possible for other monks.

In this way, the level and strength of the monks here will probably not be bad.

The various spiritual treasures they sell in the markets organized by them are also worth looking forward to.

Peng Shui immediately contacted Le Wen, but found that he was already in Fang City, so he made an appointment to meet in Fang City for a while.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, to tell you the truth, I have a lot of experience in hunting for treasures. If you are lacking anything, why not tell me, and I will definitely help you find the best value for money." Peng Shui said with a confident smile.

"Do you have the talent in this area?" Qin Cheng raised his eyebrows.

"Of course, in the Shadowless Demon Sect, I am the elder responsible for managing the sect's treasure house. And the reason why I can achieve the position of elder is that I have a good vision."

When talking about this topic, Peng Shui looked quite proud.

I followed Qin Cheng and was suppressed by this guy for a long time, and I almost lost my confidence.

But in this regard, Peng Shui does have this confidence.

Qin Cheng raised his eyebrows, it seemed that this guy was really confident.

After leaving the courtyard, the two of them walked directly out of the pharmacist's station.

After passing through the square and some buildings, before entering the market, Qincheng could already hear the noisy sounds of buying and selling. Many monks were going in and out of the market, feeling the noisy and lively atmosphere.

"Jubaofang City."

Seeing the naming of this city, Qin Cheng looked a little strange.

"Is this city related to Jubao Pavilion?" Qin Cheng said.

"That's right, Jubao Pavilion sent people to build this place and were responsible for maintaining order and running the business." Peng Shui knew this quite well and couldn't help but envy after hearing this.

"When it comes to business operations, Jubao Pavilion is really pervasive. Even though the South Island Medicine Master's Banquet only happens once every five hundred years, Jubao Pavilion is willing to invest heavily in building a market here."

"And the Jubaogefang City here only provides places to protect the monks' safety and does not charge high rents. It has won a lot of hearts because of this."

Qin Cheng nodded.

The Medicine Master's Banquet is held once every five hundred years, and most of the monks who come here are seeking help. If Jubao Pavilion can do this, it's not considered a bad idea.

And those who can come to the South Island, besides being invited and using the ancient teleportation formation, will have to fly across the boundless sea to get here.

Using the stall spirit coins that can be earned in a few days to form a good relationship with these powerful people, it is obviously a good deal.

After all, Jubao Pavilion is really one of the few sects among the monks that does business.

The two of them talked and walked into the city.

Jubao Pavilion is responsible for the market. Although it is lively inside, it does not appear cluttered.

The road is wide and clean, with stalls selling various cultivation items on both sides. The monks setting up the stalls have varying levels of cultivation. The strongest ones have even reached the Tribulation Realm, while others are young monks who are as low as the Distraction Realm.

As for the items for sale, they are even more varied.

In addition to ordinary spiritual weapons, fairy grass, or techniques, there are also some rusty ancient fairy treasures, monster cubs, and even strange things that cannot be named.

Qin Cheng looked at some stalls that he was interested in, but after careful inspection, he lost interest in them all.

On the other side, Peng Shui bought a few things.

Qin Cheng's thoughts moved, and he quietly opened his eyes and scanned it, and found that the black thing that Peng Shui was holding, which looked like a copper tripod, did indeed have considerable spiritual energy fluctuations.

The other two are pretty good compared to quality and price.

There was no mistake, and everything was profitable.

It seems that this guy does have some skills.

"You can exchange healing for treasures."

Qin Cheng walked a few more steps and saw many stalls with similar signs.

It seems that this is what Peng Shui meant when he said that he would use medicine as a means to exchange for treasures.

It looks quite tempting.

After all, you don't need to take out spiritual coins, you can earn various cultivation items or spiritual coins by relying on your own abilities.

However, after taking a few glances at these stalls, Qin Cheng felt a little uninterested.

These guys don't have anything serious at hand.

For example, this old man wanted the medicine cultivator to treat his arm injury.

Qin Cheng swept over. This kind of wound caused by a bite from a special monster requires at least a fifth-grade elixir to be effective.

But the things on this guy's stall are not worth a fifth-grade elixir. Even if they are all added together, they are not as good as a third-grade elixir.

I don't know if it's because I'm short of money, or if I'm trying to trick a pharmacist who has no experience in the world.

However, looking at this person's cultivation in the Tribulation Realm, Qin Cheng is more likely to plan to gain something for nothing.

It seems that it is not as easy as I thought to rely on my ability to exchange for various spiritual treasures.

Continuing to walk forward, I arrived at the place where I had made an appointment with Le Wen. Before I saw him, I saw a group of people gathered in front of me, and the sound of quarrels kept ringing out.

"I obviously took a fancy to this thing first, why do you rob it?"

"Fellow Taoist, you must be reasonable when doing things. Our brothers have long been interested in this thing. We just went out to exchange for some spiritual coins. Unexpectedly, you intercepted it in the middle. This thing is ours."

"Nonsense, if you like it, why doesn't the stall owner know?"

"We didn't say it, but this thing is indeed our favorite."

Qin Cheng looked over and saw a young man with a red face inside who was arguing with a few people. It was Le Wen.

However, standing opposite him at this time were six or seven tall male cultivators. The leader of the group was holding a small medicine cauldron with a sneer on his face and had no intention of returning it to Le Wen.

"You said you were the first to take a fancy to it, who can prove it?" Le Wen said angrily.

"My brothers can all prove it, but you, fellow Taoist, who can confirm that you saw it first." The man said with a sneer.

"you!"

Le Wen was trembling with anger. Isn't this guy using strong words?

"So fellow Taoist, it's just that you came a step too late. These are 50,000 purple gold spiritual coins, and we paid the stall owner."

Next to the leading man, a man dropped a storage bag, and several people wanted to leave.

"I didn't make it clear, so stop right there."

Le Wen was extremely angry and grabbed the man.

"roll!"

The money and goods were clear, and when the man saw many people watching, he was already interested in leaving.

Seeing that Le Wen dared to pull him, his face suddenly turned cold, and a burst of spiritual energy suddenly burst out, like a rolling wave. Le Wen was caught off guard and flew out in an instant.

Fighting is not allowed in the city of Monk's Square, but Lewen made the first move. Even if the man knocked him away, it would not be considered a violation of the rules.

Moreover, these people are not kind people to begin with. If it were not for market restrictions, they would have killed Le Wen long ago.

Peng Shui quickly flew over and stabilized Lewen's figure.

"Stall owner, you didn't say a word." Peng Shui frowned.

Lewen's character is gentle and kind.
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