Zhuchen generously recommended: "Do you want it? You don't want such a magic weapon?"

Is this selling magic weapons? Is it a service for the afterlife? Or is it the kind that only kills people but doesn’t bury them?

The crowd still had no intention of reuniting with their ancestors and wanted to retreat. In panic, a stampede almost occurred. The crowd retreated like a tide, as if they had seen some raptor.

When I took a look at it Zhuchen, I felt that something was wrong with the situation. Everyone was gone, so why would she set up a stall?

Doing business is really not easy, you have to be able to bend and stretch.

She raised her hand and withdrew the Hanxu Sword. The pressure on the top of her head suddenly decreased, and everyone felt that their lives were saved, and they groaned in fear.

It's funny to see this in the morning.

"I really want to buy something. Just bring out what you have." Zhuchen knocked on the empty table in front of the stall to signal them to hurry up.

One person held the money bag and asked weakly: "Give... give me some money?"

Morning ecstasy. Huh? There is such a good thing?!

Quan Tong coughed nearby, his face abnormally rosy.

Zhuchen said regretfully: "Of course I come to the market to spend money to do business. But I would like to remind you that I am not ignorant. Don't bully the juniors. Besides, the people in my sect are very protective of others, and they also hold grudges. You know what I mean.

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Naturally, everyone understood, so they didn’t really want to do business with her.

Zhuchen said with a smile: "All the friends in the channel, please go ahead and don't worry. We at Chaowen have always convinced people with reason. This is the territory of the Jinyi Sect, I will give you face."

"Thank you." Quan Tong warned weakly, "Don't cause any loss of life."

"What are you talking about!" Zhuchen said, "We are friendly and helpful, not here to fight."

Quan Tong believed her for the time being, turned around and left.

Zhuchen grinned and waved to the monks who were about to leave: "You're all here, come and take a look~ You are a bastard if you don't make money, brothers!"

The brothers were heartbroken.

...Damn it, I joined in the fun!

Everyone put some goods out one after another for Zhuchen to take a look at.

Zhuchen was like choosing a concubine, sweeping over them one by one, with a leisurely and lazy attitude, like a street bully.

The monk didn't dare to raise random prices for the things she liked, or even open the market price. He would always sell them at a lower price, lest Zhuchen would catch his mistakes.

In fact, most of the people who come to the market to do business are not powerful output. They are usually disciples from the sect who come to exchange resources, or life players who make alchemy and make iron to make some extra money. Zhuchen directly took a weapon from Wang Zha.

If you come out, isn't that bullying?

Moreover, they were very worried about the sword master Zhuchen was talking about. They were really afraid that if Chaowen became unhappy and visited them, they would become eternal sinners.

Who knows what the powerful monk is thinking in his heart? He is willing to even lend him a sword, so he must have no principles.

Zhuchen and Feng Changyin were busy counting money, while Liao Liuyun sat on the edge and played by herself. She swung the sword and accidentally scratched herself, leaving a gash on her arm, but there was no bleeding.

Liao Lioyun opened her eyes curiously, put down her sword, and grabbed Zhuchen's sleeve to show her.

"Ah wu, ah wu!" She raised her arms high and showed them in front of Zhuchen.

Zhuchen didn't know what she was going to say, so he tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Liao Liuyun retracted her arm and took a lick on her healed, white and plump arm. It was probably a pity that she could not see her wound in the morning.

Zhuchen thought she was bored, so he touched her head and asked his junior brother to take the sword back.

"Chang Yin, I can handle it here. You and Liao Lioyun can go play." Zhuchen gave them a bag of spirit stones, "Remember to come back later. You have to go back to Chaowen before dark, otherwise Master will worry

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Feng Changyin had long wanted to go out and have fun. After receiving Zhuchen's permission, he rushed out of the stall like a runaway horse, hugging Liao Yun, and said loudly: "Good luck!"

I don't know whether it was because they were too nervous, or because it was too painful to sell their own goods at such a low price, but everyone waited aside, with dry mouths and distracted eyes.

"Are you thirsty?" Zhuchen calmly took out the tong fruit from the exquisite bag and said with a smile, "Don't just stand around, let's quench your thirst."

Everyone was flattered! The fruits looked round and cute. Although they were a little green, they seemed to taste good, so they stepped forward and took two.

As a result, Tong Juice was full of water and its sweet and delicious taste instantly conquered everyone. The monk who was still sluggish just took a bite and felt energetic.

Everyone's eyes widened and they looked at the fruit in their hands in astonishment. They didn't know which mountain gate grew the spiritual fruit that could be so delicious. Zhuchen actually invited them to enjoy it. They were wrong.

Everyone felt ashamed and thanked Zhuchen: "This fruit is so delicious! It's sweet and thirst-quenching. Thank you so much, fellow Taoist!"

"You're welcome." Zhuchen made a gesture and said with a kind smile, "One for each spiritual stone."

A group of monks: "..."

They should understand that this is a scam.

Why do you still have such unrealistic fantasies?

The monks stared at the tong fruit in their hands for a while, feeling that the sweetness in their mouths had faded. After struggling for a moment, they bit it down with tears in their eyes.

It's just a spiritual stone, let's just pretend it was robbed by Zhuchensheng! At least it's enough to satisfy my addiction.

Yuan Boshui's stall was in the middle and back section of the market, which was not as good as Zhuchen's. He waited and found that the crowd here had all gone to the front and never came back, so he followed him over to have a look, and saw Zhuchen without thinking.

The whole process of ripping off customers.

One spiritual stone in return! I gave them Xuntian a preferential price, right?

Park Fengzong really went too far, robbing and stealing money in plain sight!

Yuan Boshui snorted, met Zhuchen's eyes in the middle of the crowd, and turned away angrily.

Just wait, acting so arrogantly will definitely arouse public outrage! Let’s see how she ends up!

The monks in the front row were not satisfied after eating one. After thinking about it for a while, they felt that this spiritual fruit was really delicious. Apart from being expensive, they couldn't find anything wrong with it.

Anyway, I was already broke, so I didn’t care about having one more spiritual stone. So some wealthy monks bought another one from Chao Zhuchen.

After eating it, and after a while, the monk with keen intuition noticed the subtlety of it.

The young man held his chest and said hesitantly: "Hey, is my spiritual power recovering faster?"

Someone immediately echoed: "Me too! There is a vague heat flowing in my meridians!"

As soon as these words came out, the people around him began to agree with him.

"It seems like. I was just forging ahead, and now my empty Dantian is being repaired."

"Is it this spiritual fruit? When I ate it just now, I felt that my whole body was smooth."

"Have you never seen it?" Zhuchen asked with a kind smile on his face, "Do you know where this fruit comes from?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Zhuchen said: "He is from the devil world."

Everyone was shocked.

It’s not that no one has thought about transplanting plants from the demon world to the mortal world, but everyone who has tried has failed. So when Zhuchen said that Tongguo was a plant from the demon world, they subconsciously thought that it was picked from the demon world.

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That’s incredible! There are so many dangers in the demon world, who would go there to pick a fruit?

Zhuchen's next sentence directly confirmed their thoughts.

"My master went to the demon world to pick it. This kind of fruit is deeply hidden and is loved by demonic beasts and demon cultivators. Ordinary people can't find it. We call it Tong fruit. This kind of small thing is not easy to preserve, so we can only eat it.

Fresh. What is placed here today is already my entire inventory in Chaowen."

Everyone was surprised and immediately felt that this fruit was extraordinary.

Zhuchen signaled the people in front of him to move away and took out the feather quilt from the exquisite bag.

"You know what this is?"

A group of ignorant people still shook their heads.

"This is a quilt made of black chick feathers." Zhuchen said with a smile, "My master also helped to pluck the black chick feathers."

Everyone felt it was unreasonable.

For a powerful monk to indulge his disciple to this extent, it is really... so enviable!

Sour!

Zhuchen once again poured out a heavy object from the exquisite bag. The pitch black object made the stall tremble and almost collapse.

"Do you know what this is?"

Needless to say, they all knew this, it was a magical beast.

Not surprised at all.

"Is it also your master who caught you?"

Zhuchen said: "Of course. This meat is delicious."

"It's too dangerous!" said a monk. "You go in and out of the devil world just for these things?"
To be continued...