The night market is located in an urban area with a relatively low flow of people. Almost no one comes here during the day, but at night it is not crowded and there is an endless stream of people.
The night market is located in a huge open area. At this time, countless lighting stones hang high in the sky above the night market, illuminating the entire night market as bright as day.
Su Bei was in front, and Zhao Jinyin was behind, walking slowly into the night market. Su Bei was dressed in black, and Zhao Jinyin looked like an ordinary poor person, so the arrival of the two did not attract the attention of others at all.
Su Bei walked slowly to the night market and was surprised to find that although there were many people, he could hardly hear anyone talking. There were only sounds of people negotiating the price with the stall owner in a low voice if they took a fancy to an item.
The buzzing is endless.
"Ah ha, this place is no different from three thousand years ago." Dao Po looked very excited and shouted loudly in Su Bei's mind.
Su Bei ignored it and just walked silently in the night market, his eyes scanning every stall. Seeing that there was nothing he wanted, he hurried past. In the eyes of others, Su Bei simply
He's not here to buy anything, but he's just here to see the world.
Of course, Zhao Jinyin from Tulabaji, who was following Su Bei, can illustrate this problem very well.
However, the spirit of the sword was chattering in Su Bei's mind, endlessly shouting for Su Bei to walk slower so that he could see clearly. Helpless, Su Bei had no choice but to slow down. However, after thinking about it, he still had
He is really a kid who has never seen the world. If there is something good, he really has to rely on his sword to find it.
Similarly, Su Bei also found that most people were like him. They just rushed past each stall, glanced at it and left. People with discerning eyes can tell at a glance whether the items on a certain stall are valuable.
Not worth buying.
After another half an hour, Su Bei spent the time amidst the indignant voices of Dao Po for not finding anything good. Su Bei also felt a little bored. This was just a waste of time.
After walking for a while, Dao Po exclaimed happily, "Aha, I finally saw something good, um, a five-hundred-year-old Sky Star Grass."
"Oh, what's the use of that?" Su Bei, who was just a novice when it came to flowers and plants, couldn't help but ask.
"It is the main material for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill." Dao Po said lazily, "But you don't need it, so you don't need to read it."
Several black lines suddenly appeared on Su Bei's forehead. Damn, this is obviously a joke. The Foundation Establishment Pill, I feel pitiful when I think about it. A person can't even complete the Foundation Establishment by himself, but has to rely on pills to complete it.
, what is that if it’s not waste?
Su Bei raised his feet and left bitterly, cursing Dao Po fiercely in his heart. Dao Po was speechless and swore that he would only speak out if he saw something that was really useful to Su Bei.
Su Bei walked a few steps, but suddenly found that Zhao Jinyin had not followed. Looking back, he saw Zhao Jinyin standing at the stall just now, staring straight at the five-hundred-year-old Sky Star Grass.
Su Bei was speechless and thought to himself, is it possible that this guy also wants to practice? And he is still the kind of waste who needs foundation building pills? In fact, Su Bei thought wrong. Some people are born unable to complete foundation building, but they use pills to build foundations.
After completing the foundation building, the cultivation talent will be revealed.
Of course, this is only a very small number of people. After most people only use elixirs to build the foundation, their lives end in depression after a hundred years.
"What, you want it?" Su Bei walked back to Zhao Jinyin and said.
Zhao Jinyin suddenly came back to his senses, glanced at Su Bei in panic, then lowered his head and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, sir, I was too fascinated."
"Hey, you want that Sky Star Grass?" Su Bei asked again.
"Hey, these two guests have taken a fancy to this Star Grass. You two have really good eyesight. This is a 500-year-old Star Grass. It has strong medicinal power. It can be made into a Foundation Building Pill. It will definitely be a success.
I only need five middle-grade spiritual crystals, how about two of you?"
Hearing the conversation between Su Bei and Zhao Jinyin, the stall owner couldn't help but try his best to sell Su Bei to them, with an expression on his face that was absolutely harmless and not deceptive.
At this time, Dao Po roared in Su Bei's mind, "Profiteer, absolute profiteer, this piece of shit is worth five middle-grade spiritual crystals? He should go and rob it."
Su Bei was speechless for a while, but felt lucky for a while. It seemed that with the sword spirit, he was unexpectedly tricked. Su Bei asked in his heart: "How much is it worth?"
"For a medium-grade spiritual crystal, I won't give you even a cent more."
Of course, when Zhao Jinyin heard that he wanted five middle-grade spiritual crystals, his face became slightly sad. He gently tugged on Su Bei's sleeve and said: "Let's go, sir, I don't want it anymore. Ha, I want this thing."
No need."
Su Bei stared at Zhao Jinyin, with the word desire clearly written on his face. Su Bei smiled lightly and ignored the expression of the stall owner who said he had no idea how to leave quickly and don't stop him from doing business. With a move of his right hand, Wu
A gleaming spiritual crystal appeared in Su Bei's hand.
When Zhao Jinyin saw it, he became anxious. He raised his voice slightly and said anxiously: "Sir, it's really no need. I don't need this thing."
When the stall owner saw it, his eyes suddenly shone, he changed his expression, gave a thumbs up, brought the Tianxingcao in front of Su Bei, and said: "Haha, our guest has good eyesight, good eyesight."
But Su Bei was playing with the spirit crystal in his hand and looking at the Tianxingcao handed in front of him. After a long while, Su Bei raised his left hand and picked up one of the five middle-grade spirit crystals with two fingers.
The worst spiritual crystal was handed to the stall owner.
"One cent, not even a cent more."
"Ah." The stall owner was stunned, and the hands he raised in front of Su Bei stopped in mid-air.
After a while, the stall owner came back to his senses, looked at the smile on Su Bei's face, and then looked at the four spiritual crystals in Su Bei's right hand. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with a smile: "Sir, are you talking to me?
You’re just kidding.”
Su Bei's face turned cold, and he suddenly took back the spiritual crystal in his hand and said, "Humph, who are you kidding me?"
He turned around and pulled Zhao Jinyin, saying: "Let's go, if you can, just buy a Foundation Establishment Pill. It will save a lot of energy."
Seeing Su Bei and the two walking away from each other, the stall owner spat hard and sat down helplessly, causing a burst of laughter from the stall owners around him.
"Wow, ambergris, you can actually see ambergris here." Dao Po's surprised voice sounded again.
Su Bei was equally happy and thought to himself, could it be that Dao Po found something good? "What is ambergris? Where is it?"
"Ambergris, haha, it's a peerless spice that no woman can refuse. Well, let's put it this way, if you give a little ambergris to a woman, she will definitely devote herself to you."
Suddenly, Su Bei cursed Dao Po again, but he was extremely speechless. It seemed that Dao Po's previous owner was still a master at picking up women. Otherwise, Dao Po would not know about things like ambergris.
They had been walking for a full hour and had only visited the outermost part of the night market. Su Bei had no choice but to speed up Zhao Jinyin's pace, because after being yelled at by Su Bei again, Dao Po told him that he wanted to find a good one.
If you want something, then you can only go to the night center area.
Sure enough, as Su Bei walked inside, his eyes became brighter and brighter. It was no longer just a peripheral night market that only sold some useless things. There were crystal-clear and round magical beast inner elixirs, as well as powerful ones.
The inner elixir of monsters, as well as various refining materials taken from the corpses of monsters.
As the items sold change, the further you go in, the fewer people there become. However, every time a transaction is completed, even the outsiders can't keep up.
"Ah, it's actually the demon soul of a arrow-toothed tiger with five thousand years of cultivation. It's a great supplement." The sword screamed, and Su Bei seemed to hear the sound of its salivation.
Well, Su Bei said yes, because he knew that a powerful soul could quickly restore the sword's soul, so his eyes fell on an exquisite small cage above the stall.
However, at this time, four people were already standing in front of the stall, their eyes fixed on the demonic soul of the demonic tiger. Su Bei could clearly feel the evil aura on those four people.
That person is a member of the devil's path, there is no need to question it.
Hush, Su Bei let out a breath and walked slowly to the stall. Without looking at the four demon cultivators, he pointed at the demon soul and said coldly: "How many?"
The four demon cultivators were stunned for a moment and glanced sideways at Su Bei. Then they pretended that nothing happened and turned around to leave. However, Su Bei clearly felt the four qi forces, which were faintly locked onto him.
The stall owner looked up at Su Bei and said softly: "Young man, do you want the soul of this demonic tiger?"
"certainly."
"Do you know its cultivation level?"
"Of course, five thousand years." Su Bei didn't change his expression, as if the soul of the demon tiger with five thousand years of cultivation was just a gadget.
"Oh, I have some discernment. How much do you think it is worth?" The stall owner did not offer a price, but smiled, flicked his sleeves, and asked about Su Bei.
Wow, five thousand top-grade spiritual crystals suddenly appeared in front of the stall owner, piled into a small pile. A strong wave of spiritual energy made many people look over, their eyes glancing at the five thousand top-grade golden spiritual crystals.
Passed by, everyone showed a look of surprise.
"Five thousand peerless spiritual crystals." Su Beifeng said calmly and calmly.
Of course, Su Bei did this not because of a short-circuit in his brain. The sword told him the value of the demon tiger soul, so even if he bought it secretly, there was still no guarantee that no one would know about it. Besides, there were four
The demon cultivator who had not gone far locked onto him faintly.
Instead of showing weakness secretly, it is better to act openly. In this way, most people who covet this demon soul will definitely be frightened away.
Su Bei chuckled secretly. He clearly felt the four qi forces locked on him, which fluctuated slightly, and then two qi forces dispersed.
Obviously, the stall owner did not expect Su Bei to come here. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Young man, you are so courageous. Okay, deal."
The stall owner stretched out his hand and swept the spirit crystal into his arms, then pushed the soul cage containing the demon tiger soul in front of Su Bei and said: "Gift them together."
"No need." Su Bei opened the small door of the soul cage, and the demon tiger soul suddenly roared out.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, they thought that the demon tiger soul was about to escape, but it was a pity that the five thousand top-grade spiritual crystals were missing, and the stall owner raised his hands and was about to capture the demon tiger soul.
Su Bei waved his sleeves, and the demon tiger soul screamed, turned into a line of black smoke, and was sucked into Su Bei's sleeves.