Regarding Ye Feng's words, this thing is very important. Otherwise, if you have the chance to encounter space cracks in the future, if you don't have such crystals, everything will really become very troublesome. If you think of a solution at that time, it may be very
Difficult to find.
"How to sell these three crystal stones?" Ye Feng asked casually.
The stall was set up a young man and said directly: "Oh, there are ten medium-grade spirit stones in total!"
Jiuyou, who was beside him, patted his stomach. "What kind of broken thing is this? It doesn't have any spiritual power at all, and it's so expensive? What a joke?"
Uncle Fu also spoke, "This thing is just an ordinary black crystal. You actually want so many spirit stones."
"No less than five spirit stones!" the man said again.
Uncle Fu took out five low-grade spirit stones from the bag. "That's all, let's not sell them!"
The young monk picked up three black crystals and handed them to Uncle Fu. "A monk in the Spirit Infant Realm, you are too stingy!"
Uncle Fu ignored these things and gave the black crystal to Ye Feng directly, and said with a smile: "Sir, I'll give it to you!"
Ye Feng took the crystal. "Your skill is really direct. It seems that it is really convenient to carry you."
Uncle Fu explained: "This is also normal. Although many things here are of no use, many of them are useless. For example, the black crystal you were going to buy just now, and it is probably like ordinary stones.
There is no difference."
"This thing is really useless to ordinary people. What is the specific reason? I will tell you when I have the chance. Jiuyou, you should have a certain ability to identify treasures, right?"
Jiuyou said awkwardly: "This, I only have a certain ability to identify the magic treasures!"
"That's enough." Ye Feng said lightly.
But before we walked far, we heard a quarrel in front of us. It should be that the price of both sides had not reached an agreement. Ye Feng and others stepped forward and saw a monk holding a purple-red stone in his hand, arguing with the stall owner.
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"The price outside of such a chicken blood spirit stone is only five medium-grade spirit stones. But you want thirty yuan here!"
The stall owner was a little old man, not very tall, but he had a cold face. "If you don't buy it, just let it go. No one will stop you!"
The man next to the monk advised: "I said to fellow Taoist, this thing is really not worth the money of this person. This old man clearly wants to cheat you. Forget it!"
But the quarreling man shook his head repeatedly: "I am determined to win this chicken blood spirit stone!"
At this time, a fat man walked over directly. "I want this chicken blood spirit stone!"
This person is nothing else, but Jiuyou. Jiuyou threw over thirty medium-grade spirit stones, and then without saying a word, he directly took the purple-red stone from the monk's hand.
The monk next to him was stunned at first, then furious. "Who are you? He actually robbed the things I want to buy!"
"Did you buy it?" Jiuyou asked with a smile.
The old man who set up a stall put away Jiuyou's spirit stone and said coldly: "I only recognize the money. Whoever trades first will do the things will belong to. If you can't afford the money, get out!"
The man glared at Jiuyou. This was a naked slap in the face, or a slap. "What are you? You actually snatch things from grandpa. Don't leave the chaotic sand domain, otherwise you will look good!"
Jiuyou sneered. "You idiot, you don't bring enough money and come out to wander around? You're just embarrassing yourself, are you afraid of losing it again?"
Jiuyou's words made the surroundings burst into laughter. Jiuyou turned around and walked towards Ye Feng, and sent a message: "Sir, this is the divine blood stone. It is said that it is the divine object formed after the blood of the ancient god dripped on the rock. And
It was rare, and I didn’t expect that one would appear here. Although this thing is very similar to the chicken blood spirit stone, its essence is completely different. Those people just don’t know the goods!"
Hearing Jiuyou's explanation, Ye Feng looked happy. The magical object was what Ye Feng needed the most now. Now he only spent it, and he got the same thirty medium-grade spirit stones. This is undoubtedly a very good one.
start.
Ye Feng put away the divine object. The three of them were about to leave, but the man who had lost face just now refused to give in and directly grabbed Jiuyou. "Do you want to leave?"
Jiuyou looked over and his face was gloomy. For a moment, the monk seemed to have fallen into a thousand-year-old ice cave. He subconsciously let go. When he came to his senses, Ye Feng and others no longer knew where to go.
Half a day later, Ye Feng stopped in front of a small stall, and a girl who looked only six or seven years old sat on the lap of a middle-aged man, swaying her calves.
The middle-aged man caressed the little girl's head lovingly and did not hello.
Jiuyou rushed from a distance and saw the stall owner. He was stunned at first, and then subconsciously looked at him. Ye Feng was attracted by the things in front of her.
There were a lot of things, about dozens of them. Each one was very unique. Before Ye Feng could open his mouth, he heard Jiuyou's voice transmission.
"Sir, this guy is a little strange. The middle-aged man is not a human at all. He is a refined corpse. However, the monk who refines him is very skillful, so he is no different from a living person."
Ye Feng was stunned at first, then asked directly: "What kind of monk? Can't the ghost cultivator be successful?"
"It must be a demon cultivator, and his strength is infinitely close to the Bailing Realm. This person is right in front of you!"
Ye Feng looked up and saw that there was no one except a little girl. Ye Feng suddenly felt chills. "You are talking about the child in front of you, are you?"