"Fellow Taoist, you really have a good eye. The rune in your hand is the rarest among the low-grade ones here. It is the first-class attack rune among the low-grade ones!" The capable stall owner grinned enthusiastically.
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The monk explained. He held out three fingers and said cheerfully: "The price is not expensive. You can buy it with only thirty lower-grade spiritual stones. If you don't have spiritual stones, you can also use a few bottles of spiritual stones that have improved your cultivation level."
You can also exchange the spirit gathering liquid.”
"I don't have the spirit-gathering liquid. I can still use that thing. And your low-grade attack rune costs thirty spirit stones? Haha, what you want is too expensive." The scribe's elegant face
There was an obvious look of hesitation.
"Not expensive, not expensive." The capable stall owner waved his hand hurriedly;
"Fellow Taoist, please be careful. These are genuine low-level runes. There will be no fake ones. I guarantee my character. They are definitely worth the price."
"This..." When the scribe heard this, he looked hesitant and seemed a little hesitant. Suddenly, he glanced lightly and happened to see that in addition to the large amount of spiritual weapons and elixirs in Lingchen's stall, there were also
These three runes with rich spiritual pressure are for sale.
"Hey, this Taoist friend also has runes. How can I sell them?" The scribe followed his surprised gaze and glanced at the three runes with relatively strong spiritual pressure fluctuations in the stall in front of Ling Chen. Although there were some runes on the stall,
Several gadgets intentionally blocked the spiritual pressure fluctuations emitted by the three runes themselves, but the heart-stopping and powerful spiritual pressure was still noticed by the scribe who walked in.
That spiritual pressure is many times stronger than the runes on the lean hawker stall——————
"This, three hundred spirit stones, no bargaining." Ling Chen opened his eyes, looked at the scribe who cast a curious look, smiled slightly, and said calmly.
"What? What grade of runes are more than ten times more expensive than the ones here?" The scribe raised his eyebrows when he heard this and asked Ling Chen.[
"There are only three low-level mid-grade runes. There is no bargaining. Fellow Taoist, please think carefully before buying." Ling Chen caught a glimpse of the capable vendors and scribes casting surprised and excited glances at him.
Although he had known that low-level mid-level runes would cause a sensation in these low-level stalls, Ling Chen still underestimated the influence brought by the appearance of low-level mid-level runes. But now that the matter has come to this, there is no use regretting it. Fortunately, Ling Chen only
I took three low-level and middle-grade runes and put them in front of me, and I had no choice but to respond to the scribe accordingly.
Hearing what Ling Chen said, both the scribe and the hawker showed a hint of joy on their faces. The scribe handed the runes back to the capable hawker, and immediately walked over to Ling Chen, and even the hawkers setting up stalls beside him hurriedly
After cleaning up the stall, we followed them to Ling Chen's stall. The power of the low-level and mid-level runes was many times more powerful than the low-level runes. It was a treasure that all low-level monks wanted to get.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, fellow Taoist! What? Aren't you also setting up a stall? Why do you want to buy this rune?" As soon as the scribe arrived in front of Ling Chens stall, he found that the capable vendor behind him had also packed up his stall and followed him.
We came together and couldn't help but asked the capable hawker in surprise.
"This... these are low-level and mid-level runes. There are three of them. Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I don't have that many spiritual stones. I won't compete with you." The capable hawker who followed him looked at him.
The runes on Lingchen's stall dispelled the doubts in the scribe's mind.
Seeing that he had misunderstood the hawker, the scribe nodded, came to Ling Chen's stall, picked up one of the three low-level mid-level runes and looked at it.
"It seems that the pressure of spiritual energy is indeed several times higher than that of low-grade runes, but the price... is too expensive..."
The scribe held one of the "Fireball Talismans" and felt the powerful pressure flowing from the rune. He had already thought about buying the Lingchen Rune, but the price still made him feel quite hurt.
A total of three hundred spiritual stones, isn’t one a lot?
"My friend, I will only sell you three hundred spiritual stones for low-level mid-level runes. There are very few such transactions in this entire street. Are you so hesitant, aren't you afraid that other colleagues will get the first advantage?"
"Ling Chen got the market information by visiting the store.
I learned that the relatively weak flint talisman among the low-level mid-level runes is indeed a bit expensive to sell for three hundred spirit stones, but the key point is that in this group of small streets where almost all low-level casual cultivators are active, the powerful low-level talisman
There is a market for mid-grade runes.
Therefore, Ling Chen preemptively quoted a rather high price, waiting for the subsequent bargaining to earn the maximum profit for himself.
"Your Excellency, this is serious. Although it is true that this flint talisman is a low-level mid-grade rune, Taoist friends should know that among the low-level mid-grade runes, this flint talisman is considered the least favored by fellow Taoists. So, right?
Is the price really a lot of spiritual stones?" The elegant Wen Song smiled slightly and said to Ling Chen in a very calm tone, as if he had already understood the true price of these runes.
At this time, although the conversation between the two was not big, it also attracted the attention of some interested people around. Everyone watched attentively, with a look of doubt.
"That linen monk's rune is actually a low-level mid-level rune with astonishing power. Go and have a look!"
Someone in the crowd behind him exclaimed. Mid-grade runes!!!! Immediately, everyone's eyes lit up, as if they had discovered a treasure, they swarmed up and surrounded Ling Chen's stall.[
However, Ling Chen's expression did not change, and he still sat on the spot as straight as a rock. His eyes did not dodge, and he looked at the scribe who looked embarrassed with deep meaning.
Now there are many monks who heard the news and are rushing to check whether the three runes are low-level mid-level runes. Once confirmed, facing this powerful mid-level rune, I am afraid that they will soon
will be sold.
Now was not the time to bargain with Ling Chen. The scribe looked thoughtful as he finally took out a bulging storage bag from his arms and threw it to Ling Chen. Before the crowd had confirmed the other two runes,
, he bought the flint talisman first.
"Deal!" Ling Chen shrank his consciousness, carefully reached into the storage bag, tapped out his three hundred spirit stones, and then handed the storage bag back to the scribe intact.
"I'll take my leave." After the deal was concluded, the scribe hurriedly left after saying this, as if there was something important.
Ling Chen didn't care about this scene. He didn't expect that in less than an hour, a mid-grade rune was sold. It was really beyond his expectation.
"This is a real mid-grade rune. How can the boss deal with this?" Many monks who were watching in front of Ling Chen became excited. This is really a powerful mid-grade rune.
Hearing this, Ling Chen found that the crowd suddenly started to commotion, and the scribe who had just left in a hurry had purchased one of the three mid-grade runes, and there were only two on site. How could this stop them from commotion?
What? Most of the monks were excited when they saw the middle-grade runes. Ling Chen looked at it and said calmly to everyone;
"There are only two low-level mid-level runes and 300 low-level spiritual stones each. No bargaining. Fellow Taoists who want to buy them should hurry up."
"Three hundred, it's too expensive!"
"Yes, boss, it's cheaper."
"Do you want to buy it? If not, I will buy it. I can afford three hundred spirit stones."
Some relatively wealthy family disciples appeared in the crowd. When they heard that Ling Chen's rune was a mid-level rune that could only appear in high-end trading places, these family disciples with high status and wealth immediately handed the storage bag to Ling Chen.
No bargaining with Ling Chen at all.
"Deal..." After tapping the spirit stone, Ling Chen looked at the backs of the two young monks in gorgeous robes who left with satisfaction. These low-level disciples of the family who were self-sufficient and worth a lot of money were probably the ones who had fallen before.
The hawker's lamb in your hands.
The most important items on the stall were sold, and many low-level monks left Ling Chen's stall with regretful expressions. Ling Chen's stall was not as busy as before, but it was also true that there were mid-grade talismans before.
The article attracted everyone's attention. Now that all the mid-grade runes were sold out, no one would miss Ling Chen's ordinary stall anymore.
After about a stick of incense, under the jealous gaze of the stall owner on the side, Ling Chen tapped the nine hundred spirit stones he had just earned, stood up, dusted himself off, and prepared to pack up the gadgets on the stall and leave.
"Shocking Soul Chasing Order!"
Just as Ling Chen bent over to clean up the stall, he raised his head and suddenly heard a crisp voice. The voice was clear and sweet, just like a spiritual bird singing a cappella.
Ling Chen was startled for a moment, then raised his forehead. He saw three women standing condescendingly in front of his stall. One of them was wearing a light blue Luo shirt, with soft eyebrows and a delicate face. A pair of watery autumn eyes.
Blinking, it brings out a gentle luster like waves.
The other woman next to her was slightly taller. She was wearing a snow-white feathered coat, and her hair was as smooth as a waterfall hanging down her back. Her face was as white as her clothes, and her wrists were as smooth as jade.
His bright eyes contained a hint of frost. He looked at Ling Chen slightly, but the expression on his face seemed to be blurred and covered with a layer of frost.
The last woman looked a little childish, her pretty face looking at Ling Chen's stall was filled with uncontrollable excitement, as if she had seen something that surprised her?
The appearance of these three women is extremely beautiful. Standing side by side at this moment, although they are not as stunning as the nine-day fairies descending to the mortal world. However, their graceful and motionless figures are driven by the golden sunlight above their heads, and their whole bodies seem to be lingering.
With a faint glow.
“So beautiful!”
Since the appearance of these three women, they have once again attracted some of the attention of the surrounding people. The appearance of the three women not only made everyone's eyes dull, but also made them gasp in surprise.
If an ordinary woman stood in front of them, she would definitely feel ashamed.
"It's you!!!"
However, Ling Chen raised his head and looked at the three women. Shock appeared in the depths of the four pairs of eyes, which were different from each other. They looked at each other closely, and the expressions on the faces of the four people who were looking at each other also changed.
Yes, these three women Ling Chen actually know each other? And they have met by chance many times?
"Jingfeng Soul Chasing Order? What are you calling the three fellow Taoists for?" Ling Chen's dark pupils turned and caught the surprised and suspicious gaze of the woman named Xiao Xi on the far right. He discovered that he just said "Jingfeng"
The "Soul Pursuing Order" was drunk by Xiao Xi suddenly, as if it was an item she found that surprised her.
And Xiao Xi's eyes were fixed on a black token hidden among many gadgets at the stall in front of Ling Chen. This unknown black token was exactly what the old man in gray clothes left in his storage bag.
It is also an item that Ling Chen has never understood. At this moment, Ling Chen easily caught the deep shock in Xiao Xi's eyes?