Chapter 100: Invisible Talisman

"Do you sell ten lower-level spirit stones?" said a young man in a short shirt.

The monk who was sitting on the beach looked bitter and took a breath, and said, "My invisibility talisman has many functions. The most valuable thing is that it can save lives. There are still too few of these ten lower-level spirit stones."

The young man in a short shirt was already a little angry at this time and shouted, "I only have ten lower-level spirit stones left on my hand. I'll ask you again if you want to sell them."

When the monk who set up a stall heard this, he said coldly: "What, can you still want to grab it?"

The young man's eyes flashed with cold light, he left without saying anything, with anger.

Wei Yan in the distance listened to the conversation between the two of them. Originally, they did not attract Wei Yan's attention, but when they heard the three words "Invisible Talisman", they couldn't help but slow down.

Wei Yan knew a little about the function of this invisible talisman. When he was in the Void Underworld, Zhong Qiu wanted to escape. Wei Yan saw it very clearly at that time, and he couldn't help but stop hearing the three words invisible talisman.

Wei Yan walked over slowly, clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Taoist, I wonder what exchange do you plan to exchange for this invisible talisman?"

The monk who was placing the beach had a sharp face and monkey cheeks. He was extremely thin and as thin as a bit of firewood. He casually glanced at Wei Yan, and then half-watched him and said, "Either exchange them for magic weapons at the same level, or take twenty lower-level spirit stones."

When Wei Yan heard this, he didn't say anything. The current family background in his illusion bag was pitifully small, and he had no spiritual stone.

As for the magic weapon of the same level, Wei Yan couldn't find it.

Thinking of this, Wei Yan couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had left a few spirit stones when he was in the Wandu Sect, he wouldn't have been like this now.

Thinking of this, Wei Yan couldn't help but show a hint of regret.

The thin monk who set up a stall seemed to have seen Wei Yan's embarrassment at this moment. After snorting coldly, he stopped talking.

After looking at the invisible talisman, Wei Yan was somewhat reluctant to leave.

Suddenly, he remembered the Huang Ling Pill he had refined.

Wei Yan took out a small bottle from the illusion bag, poured out the only few yellow elixir left, stared at the thin monk and said, "Can I use this pill to exchange for you?"

At first, the thin monk didn't care much, but after he swept his spiritual sense, a few surprises appeared on his cheeks.

"Switch, of course, change." The thin monk said with a smile.

Wei Yan carefully counted the remaining number of Huang Ling Pills, and there were still six more.

After changing the six yellow spirit pills to him for an invisibility talisman, Wei Yan would not be so stupid.

"How many do you want to change?" Wei Yan asked with a twisted face.

The thin monk touched his chin and then said, "At least five!"

Wei Yan didn't say anything, but just stretched out his two fingers lightly.

The thin monk made a embarrassed look.

Wei Yan didn't say anything to him, then twisted his body over. As soon as he raised his foot, the thin monk hurriedly compromised and reached out and shouted, "Two are only two, and today I will give you a discount for the holiday."

Wei Yan turned around, handed the man two yellow spirit pills, then put the invisible talisman in the illusion bag, and then put the remaining four yellow spirit pills into the bottle.

The thin monk told Wei Yan one by one how to use this invisible talisman. Then he seemed to remember something and said, "Look at it, see if you need anything else. I have the magic-removing technique and the fire and thunder technique..."

Wei Yan had already swept the things he had on his stall several times, then put the bottle in the illusion bag, and said, "It's a pity that you don't have the things I want."

"Oh, then what do you want?" The thin monk obviously hadn't given up at this time.

Wei Yan frowned and said, "I want to find this ancient book about seal-like magic weapons."

"Seal-like magic weapon?" The thin man raised his tone as soon as he calmed down, and his face couldn't help but look a little confused.

Wei Yan saw his surprised look and knew the result. He sneered and ran away with the distance.

Although this Yicheng is not a big city, its streets are very narrow and narrow.

Wei Yan walked forward slowly, and looked at the stalls from time to time.

Until he finished walking the alley, he found nothing useful.

After all, it is not yet the monthly transaction day, and there are still very few monks setting up stalls.

After making up his mind, Wei Yan ran towards the inn far away.

Since many monks come to trade every month in Yicheng, the inns here are quite sufficient.

After turning a corner, Wei Yan saw an inn ahead, with three big words written on the door plaque: Yueyi Pavilion.

These three big words were scattered with golden light, and Wei Yan could see at a glance that this should have been written by a monk with a high level of cultivation.

The three big characters have strong brushstrokes, and a trace of spiritual power is transmitted from the corner of each stroke.

From a distance, there are three floors of Yueyi Pavilion, which is also a well-known building in Yicheng.

The eaves at every place are so lifelike, giving people a feeling of relaxation and joy.

After making up his mind, Wei Yan walked towards the Yueyi Pavilion.

After entering the Yueyi Pavilion, the boss came up with a smile and said with a smile: "Accommodation?"

Wei Yan nodded.

"A lower-level spirit stone" the boss stretched out his left hand and said with a smile.

After hearing this, Wei Yan understood.

It turns out that in this Yicheng, all transactions are exchanged for this spirit stone, which means that if Wei Yan wants to stay in a hotel, he must have spirit stones, otherwise...

After a moment, the boss seemed to have seen something and said, "If there is no spirit stone, you can also use other things of the same value to suppress it!"

When Wei Yan heard this, he knew that the boss had something to say.

While hesitating, suddenly someone came in outside the door.

This man has a pointed face and a monkey cheek, and is extremely thin, just like a few woods.

Wei Yan recognized this person at a glance. This person was the monk who sold Wei Yan's invisibility talisman just now.

In an instant, the thin monk understood something, then took out two lower-level spirit stones from the illusion bag and said to the boss: "Give it, he paid for him that Cui."

The boss took the spirit stone and handed it to Wei Yan and the thin monk each with a black door number.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, I will return it to you later!" Wei Yan thanked him with his fists.

"What's the matter? Who made you and me so destined to be so destined?" the thin monk said with a silly smile.

Wei Yan also laughed.

"I wonder what you call me?" the thin monk raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Wei Yan"

"Fellow Daoist Wei, Cui Buer is here. It is fate that you can meet here today."

Wei Yan nodded.

After Cui Buer looked at the door sign in his hand, he said, "The one below is Room No. 1 on the second floor. I wonder which room is Brother Wei?"

After Wei Yan swept the door sign, he returned to: "Room No. 2 on the second floor."
Chapter completed!