After about a month, Fang Xing felt that the cultivation level he had increased by refining the spirit stone had been greatly weakened. The fat Taoist finally sent good news. He found out that a ghost market with about a dozen people had already determined the time and place to open. Fang Xing suddenly seemed extremely excited and specially invited the fat Taoist to have a big meal. Of course, the money spent was still from the fat Taoist.

On this day, Fang Xing prepared to think about what he was going to carry in advance, took out the Wanluo Ghost Face, and after putting it on his face, the spiritual energy was poured in. He immediately felt a strange force gushing out of the Wanluo Ghost Face, flowing into his whole body. Then, his bones all over his body snapped, and his body actually forced up three feet high, becoming similar to an adult.

However, because he was small in size, he looked very thin at this time.

At this moment, Fang Xing looked like a young man with smart eyes. He was about twenty years old, not handsome or ugly. He could only be said to be very ordinary and a kind of person who is easily forgotten.

Fang Xing tried to speak again, feeling his voice was hoarse and thick, and like an adult. Then he nodded with satisfaction, put on the Taoist robe borrowed from the fat Taoist, and swaggered to the location of the ghost market.

There is no one paying attention to the in and out of such a person in the valley.

The location of the ghost market is in a small valley about ten miles away from the outer disciples. When Fang Xing arrived, the moon was already rising. When he arrived at this valley, he saw two masked monks standing at the entrance of the valley, both of whom were agile and looked at the visitor sinisterly. When Fang Xing walked, one of them stepped forward and whispered: "What's the matter with Senior Brother here?"

Fang Xing was also a little surprised to see their defense so rigorously, but he quickly sneered and said, "Who has nothing to change to this broken place? Everyone understands people, so don't pretend. I hope today's ghost market will not disappoint me!"

The two guards looked at each other, and one of them whispered: "Senior brother is silent. This matter is known by the Taoist sect. No one can fall for it..."

Fang Xing sneered and said, "If the Taoist Sect wants to know about this ghost market, how can we hide it from them by our people? Hehe, it's just that the Taoist Sect doesn't want to care about it, just turn a blind eye. Why are you so nervous?"

When the two guards heard this, they felt that they were a wise man. They went all out of their doubts, so they let him in.

Fang Xing sneered at this. This truth was not difficult for him at all. He had already inquired from the Fat Taoist.

Although the Taoist sect has great rules, it never fails to do anything. If the Taoist sect had not turned a blind eye to the affairs of the ghost market, and had just sent an elder to rectify it, the ghost market would not have been able to continue.

This time, most of the people who came to the Ghost Market were new disciples who came in by Taoist sect four months ago. At most, only some senior brothers with the second level of agility joined in. Other disciples of Qingyun Sect with higher cultivation were not as good as this Ghost Market. To put it bluntly, the people who came here this time were all rookies. Although they were nervous and as if they were facing a great enemy, they easily fooled them.

After all, everyone is not very familiar with such a ghost market, and they cannot limit their identities in advance, so it is not difficult to get in.

Originally, there were only a dozen people participating in the ghost market, but more than 20 people had gathered in the valley at this time. I think in addition to Fang Xing, there were several outsiders who took the initiative to join after hearing about this. Each of them chose a corner that they thought was safe and dressed themselves tightly, for fear that others would recognize them, with bright eyes and staring at the scene.

"My brothers, I won't say much about the extra words of a certain family. I believe everyone knows what you want to change. If you have anything to change, take it out quickly. It's better not to slow down. If you change it earlier, you will be serious!"

A masked man in black stood up and said, "It seems that he is aware of it."

"Yes, let me do it first. To be honest, I know that most of you are junior brothers who just came in not long ago. The one you lack the most is the spirit stone. It's a coincidence that I have six extra spirit stones on my hand and am planning to transfer them to you. The price of Taoist sect exchanges for spirit stones is one hundred taels of gold for one piece. For me, I only exchange for eighty taels of gold, and anyone who wants it will speak!"

A thin man walked into the field and placed five or six shiny red spirit stones on the big bluestone.

There was a sensation next to him immediately, and several people were quite moved. After all, a piece of spirit stone could save twenty taels of gold.

"I...I want to check the spirit stone first..."

A fat man with a mask raised his hand and said, and everyone immediately looked at him.

"Hehe, just check it casually, can you still make mistakes?"

The thin man laughed, spread his hands and made a casual checking posture.

When Fang Xing heard his voice, he felt very familiar. He couldn't help but look at him with the Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror, and he was immediately happy. It turned out that he was still an acquaintance. This thin man was no one else. He was the big mouse spirit he had seen in the Magic Pavilion a month ago. I think only those who were in a rich position would have so many spirit stones on hand!

Then he looked at the others with the Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror. No matter how these people used to cover up their appearance, their cultivation level could not be changed. Fang Xing quickly understood that most of them were the first level of agility, and there were four or five second level of agility. The thin man, the big mouse spirit, was the only person in the third level of agility in the field...

"Okay, the spirit stone is good, I want two!"

The fat man with his face checked for a long time, but could not see any flaws, so he threw down a small bag of golden leaves.

"There are a total of sixteen gold leaves, each with a total of ten taels. Please check it clearly!"

"No need, senior brother, I can trust you!"

The big mouse looked at it in detail and knew that the number was correct. He picked it up and stuffed it into his arms, saying, "Only four pieces are left..."

"I'll get three..."

"Leave me two..."

Soon everyone robbed them, and the six spirit stones were swept away.

But there is no need to worry. Seeing that the big mouse spirit was doing well, someone took out a few more spirit stones to sell. Fang Xing looked at him secretly and found that these people were all about the second level of the agility, and they should be old disciples of the Qingyun Sect. They didn't know how to accumulate some spirit stones. They couldn't use them for the time being, so they were ready to exchange things for these newcomers.

"It's my turn. I have something here, and I want to change the spirit stones. I wonder if you brothers can eat it!"

A masked young man stood up and suddenly raised his hand. A sword flashing with red light appeared in his hand. In the red light, there was another golden light. It looked extraordinary, but what was even more surprising was that his way of taking the sword appeared directly in his hand. A discerning person soon discovered that he was wearing an ancient ring on his finger, and the sword was taken out from it.

"That should be the ring of the cave. A new outer disciple actually has such a spiritual object..."

"That sword is not an ordinary rank, it is a terrifying spiritual energy, it should be a mid-level flying sword..."

Everyone whispered, obviously shocked by the young man's grandeur.

The young man glanced around and said in a deep voice: "Before I came to become a disciple this time, I spent all my savings on my hand and bought this mid-level magic weapon, Nine Snake Golden Flame Sword, but I didn't expect that this sword was bought too early. My current spiritual energy is not enough to fully exert its power. What I need most now is the spirit stone. My family is far away, and the silver prepared for me will be delivered to Qingyun Sect. It will take two months. I can't wait, so I can replace the sword first and use some spirit stones to practice..."

Everyone was silent for a moment, all of whom were attracted by this intermediate magic weapon, but they could not guarantee that they could take out the equivalent spirit stone.

The young man glanced around and said, "I bought this sword for ten thousand taels of gold before entering the Taoist sect. Now I have to change it out. At least one hundred spirit stones. I wonder if the senior brothers who attended today are enough? It doesn't matter if it's not enough. I hope the senior brothers will go back to prepare for it. We will trade it again next time in the ghost market. Of course, if you know which friend will be interested in this sword, you can also help me pass on the news. Next time in the ghost market, I will definitely come!"

Everyone suddenly realized that this young man had no intention of actually trading this time. He just wanted to show everyone what they had in his hands first so that they could make preparations for them. Another purpose was to use these people's mouths to spread the matter. I have to say that his Nine Snake Golden Flame Sword is really a good thing, even if he is a disciple of the third level of agility, he will be interested.

Even said that such an intermediate magic weapon may only be able to operate freely by breaking the fourth level of agility.

"Very good, this junior brother, don't worry. Someone is indeed not prepared enough this time. I didn't expect such a good thing to appear in this rookie-level ghost market. But I like this sword very much. After I go back, I will definitely prepare it. Keep this sword for me!" The person who spoke was a big mouse spirit. His green bean's eyes were shining, revealing an unconcealed greed.

He himself is the one who guards the Dharma Tool Pavilion, so he is naturally a person who knows the goods, which shows that this sword is indeed extraordinary.
Chapter completed!