The flea market is always noisy and lively. The stall owners who are trying their best to sell and the monks wandering around all together create a picture of Linfeng City's awakening.

Ling Xiao mingled with the crowd and stopped in front of each stall.

[Do you know the goods? Why are you putting me with a bunch of rubbish? 】

Hearing the complaints coming from his ears, Ling Xiao's heart moved slightly and he reached out to pick up the spiritual grass where he spoke.

【Ah! Here comes a knowledgeable person!】

The voice came again.

【Did you recognize me?】

[No way? No way? Can you really tell the difference between me and these rubbish? 】

It's so noisy.

Ling Xiao raised the magic grass to the stall owner, "How to sell it?"

The stall owner made a sad face and said: "Brother, you just want to buy one cat grass? Let's take a look again. Look at this..."

【You are the cat! Your whole family is a cat! I am a lion heart grass! 】

Another noisy cry came from Ling Xiao's ears. He laughed inwardly and said to the stall owner who was enthusiastic about selling it: "I want this one, just tell me the price!"

[That’s right! Everything else is garbage, only idiots buy it!]

Ling Xiao paid the money and collected the spiritual grass with satisfaction.

He only spent the price of the first-level spiritual grass to buy the second-level lion heart grass, which was very profitable.

"However, it seems that the house is going to be noisier."

This lion heart grass is obviously a talkative person.

Shaking his head, he headed to the next stall.

The goods in the flea market are of mixed quality, inferior and inferior, and it is common to see the goods as fake.

No matter how experienced a monk is, there is no guarantee that he will fail.

The only exception is Ling Xiao.

"The world of immortality actually has the special ability to understand what plants say. It's not a waste of time for me to travel through time!"

Herbal medicine in the world of immortality is complex and profound.

Many times, not only do buyers admit their mistakes, but even sellers are ignorant and confuse high-level spiritual herbs with low-level spiritual herbs, thus losing a lot of wealth in a confused manner.

For example, the second-level [Lion Heart Grass], once its spirituality is damaged, is often sold as the lowest level [Cat Heart Grass]. Ling Xiao has encountered it twice this month.

Ling Xiao patiently stopped in front of each stall and listened to the words of the spiritual herbs.

【The sun is good...】

【Warm Yangyang...】

Such simple and vague words sound like weeds, not even first-order spiritual grass.

This stall actually sells weeds as spiritual herbs. It’s so evil!

Ling Xiao went to the next stall.

【What are you looking at?】

【What are you looking at?】

【What are you looking at?】

【What are you looking at?】

The first-level spiritual grass has a much clearer voice than weeds, but it does not have too much "wisdom" and can only repeat some simple words.

Ling Xiao shook his head secretly and continued to move forward.

【Look at your sister!】

【Have you never seen cold shadow grass? 】

[Believe it or not, I will chop you to death?]

When Ling Xiao heard the curse, he felt happy and immediately reached out to the cold shadow grass.

It doesn’t take much time to get it!

Picked up for the second time today!

Second level cold shadow grass!

What luck.

Ling Xiao was so happy that he finally stopped in front of the last stall at the end of the street.

The stall owner was a woman wearing a fox mask. Her cultivation was invisible. She spread a white cloth in front of her and placed several items.

Ling Xiao stared at one of the spiritual grasses.

A beautiful spiritual grass, with a pink color all over, full leaves, emitting a slight light, and faintly breathing spiritual energy.

No one would sell this kind of extraordinary spiritual grass at a low price, and it was not Ling Xiao’s target.

But Ling Xiao stopped in front of this stall yesterday and the day before yesterday, staring at the pink grass.

The reason why this grass attracts Ling Xiao is that "it" is the only spiritual grass that does not speak.

During the time he traveled back in time, Ling Xiao gradually understood the temperament of flowers, plants and trees. They were all of the same mind. They would say whatever they thought of and would never hide anything.

A silent spiritual grass, very strange.

"Brother, you have been staring at it for three days in a row. Do you know it?" the fox-faced woman suddenly asked.

"I don't know him, I just think it's strange. Don't you know him?" Ling Xiao asked back.

The fox-faced girl didn't answer, but started selling: "Do you want to buy it? I picked it from the ruins of the ancient monks. It must be a high-level spiritual grass!"

"Not buying."

Ling Xiao shook his head, stood up and left.

This is indeed the first time I have seen the silent spiritual grass.

But you don’t even know what this grass is, so why bother buying it!

The most important thing is, listen to what the fox-faced girl said, if you pick it from the ruins of ancient monks, you need to raise the price first, and the price will definitely be sky-high later.

Ling Xiao didn't want to be taken advantage of.

…

Ling Xiao lived in the west of Linfeng City and rented a small manor.

Four acres of land were cultivated in the yard and paved with green and yellow rice.

"In my last life, I was a social animal who died of overwork, and now I have to work hard in the fields. This time travel is such a failure!"

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly.

However, what is grown in the fields is not ordinary rice.

But Lingmi.

Monks eating spiritual rice can improve their cultivation.

And it is said that high-grade spiritual rice, after being consumed for many years, can even improve the physique and qualifications of monks!

After thousands of years of development, spiritual rice cultivation has become the most common industry in the world of immortality, and it is also a skill that monks must master.

There is a saying that goes well: If you want to live forever, you must first plant grains!

"If you want to live forever, you must first plant grain..."

Ling Xiao chewed on these six words and snorted.

That sounds nice.

The former owner of the body believed such nonsense and worked diligently for seven or eight years. Even on the eve of the breakthrough, he was still thinking about the spiritual rice in the yard.

The result was that he became possessed and died, allowing Ling Xiao to travel through time and take over his physical body.

As for longevity?

Not even a shadow was seen.

Ling Xiao shook his head secretly and came to the field.

Next to the spiritual field, he newly cultivated a small medicinal garden, took out lion heart grass and cold shadow grass, and planted them in it.

Most of the spiritual herbs bought at flea markets have incomplete spiritual properties.

Ling Xiao could only sell them at the best price if he cultivated them again.

【He’s out again!】

【Huh? This place is nice, there is no garbage!】
To be continued...