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In fact, Fahai also noticed the pink master and servant in Yuelaiju, but in his opinion, there are only two kinds of men in this world who dress more girly than girls, one is a pure girl, and the other is a girl.
She is a pure shemale.
So Fa Hai did not take the initiative to provoke them, but chose to stay away from them.
As soon as he left the restaurant, Fahai walked straight out of the city.
After leaving the city, Fa Hai directly used the Flying Technique and flew to the famous Liaozhai according to the address Fa Ke had told him.
"Sure enough, it's very chatty..."
Standing in front of the Lanruo Temple next to the mass graves on the outskirts of Qingyang Mansion, looking at the dilapidated and ghostly ancient temple in front of him, and feeling the chilling wind blowing from the temple, Fahai couldn't help but shake his head.
Seeing several monks who looked like Taoists walking in familiarly, Fahai did not hesitate anymore and quickened his pace and quickly followed them into the temple gate of Lanruo Temple.
The desolate temple was full of basil as tall as a person. Fahai walked around the basil and walked along the dilapidated corridor. After passing through the Main Hall, he came to a huge open martial arts field. Different from the silence and depression outside the temple, the martial arts field was like a gathering of people.
The city was bustling with people, there were thousands of people, monks, Taoist priests, nuns, beggars, rich men, young masters, scholars, generals, butchers... They were spitting and arrogating over a magic weapon, a pill.
In the hierarchical secular world, these people have different identities, and some of them will never meet each other in their lives, but in Liaozhai, they are gathered together because they all have a common profession - monks.
It is said that Liaozhai was originally a place where monks gathered to discuss Taoism and exchange experiences in conquering demons. Later, it gradually evolved into the place where cultivators trade with each other as it is today.
Just as Fahai raised his eyes and looked around, a young man dressed as a monk walked over quickly, nodded to Fahai and said, "Master, please show me your credentials."
"promise."
"Master, please come in!"
After collecting Fa Hai's door pass, the monk stepped aside and signaled to Fa Hai that he could enter.
There is no need for other big mansions. Liaozhai in Qingyang Prefecture is the wholesale trading market for small commodities in the world of cultivation. Real masters will not come here. Fahai has also heard of the trading rules of Liaozhai. Simply put, it is free trade. You can sell whatever you want.
If you are selling, buy what you want. If you have no money, you can barter. If you are short of money, you can exchange things for money.
The rules that need to be followed in Liaozhai are that you cannot buy or sell by force, it can only be done voluntarily by both parties. At the same time, you are not allowed to regret later, let alone bully the weak.
Once you break the rules of Liaozhai, you will be kicked out by the patrolling Liaozhai disciples, or you will even be attacked by a group of people.
Fahai found an open space, spread out a piece of gauze, took out the harvest from Tianmu Peak from the mustard bag, and set up a stall. This feeling made Fahai helpless. No matter how he looked at it, he felt like he was in the previous life.
They are just like hawkers in rural markets. The only difference is that here there are no evil city guards who dare to come and expel monks like them.
"Hey, no wonder the temple always sends low-quality disciples to do business, which hurts your self-esteem!"
Fahai sighed and wanted to shout out, but couldn't.
"More than thirty tenth-grade demon cores, one ninth-grade demon core, more than thirty pieces of animal skins and bones, five snake sloughs..." Fahai roughly calculated his inventory and felt that he had to think of a way to sell it as soon as possible.
Just go out.
At this time, a Taoist priest with a green face walked to Fa Hai's stall and asked Fa Hai, "Little monk, how do you sell this demon core?"
Fa Hai heard this and said lazily, "300 taels, one pill, 1,000 taels, three pills."
"300 taels for one pill, 1000 taels for three pills? Do you know how to settle accounts?" the Taoist priest said in surprise.
"Do you want to buy it or not?" Fa Hai waved his hand and said impatiently.
"What's your attitude?"
The Taoist priest suddenly felt unhappy and decided to teach Fahai a lesson. He reached out and took out ten 100-tael silver notes, stretched out three of them and said, "Here, give me a demon core."
"promise."
"Here, give me another one."
Three times in a row, the little Taoist priest waved the remaining silver note in his hand and said with a proud smile, "Did you see it? Three demon cores only cost nine hundred taels, and you actually asked for one thousand taels. You really should go back and do your best."
Let’s learn arithmetic. Little monk, let me tell you, if you want to survive in the world of cultivation, you must learn more knowledge, not just by fighting and killing..."
"Ah! I really was negligent, haha." Fahai smiled shyly, looking like he was being taught, but he said in his heart: S~B! If I don't pretend to be stupid, can you buy three pills in a row?
Watching the Taoist priest leave, Fahai suddenly became energetic, cleared his throat, and shouted, "Sell the tenth-grade demon core, one for three hundred taels, and three for one thousand taels!!"
The Taoist priest who was walking out of the martial arts arena triumphantly heard this shout from a distance, and with a pop, he almost fell to the ground with his feet in the air.
This little monk is so shameless!!!
There are always smart people in this world. As soon as Fahai came up with this eye-catching trick, he immediately attracted many monks. They pretended to be stupid and acted dumbly. In addition, the price was reasonable. In less than one afternoon, Fahai's goods were sold out.
Once it was clear, Fahai happily put away the gauze, clutched a stack of more than 20,000 taels of banknotes, and wandered leisurely in the Liaozhai.
Most of the items for sale in this Liaozhai were elixirs, magical instruments and various materials below the eighth grade. Fahai wandered and walked and stopped in front of a little nun's stall.
I felt pity for this little nun with her delicate features, but she only sold two items, a ninth-grade cloud-stepping boots and a ninth-grade Kasyapa monk's robe.
It may be her first time to come to Liaozhai. The little nun seemed extremely shy and did not dare to shout loudly. In addition, the monk's robes and boots are Buddhist ritual objects, so no one stopped in front of the stall.
Fa Hai lowered his head and looked at the bare six-hole sandals under his feet, then looked at the cotton monk's robe on his body, and thought to himself that it was time to change his outfit.
There are only three kinds of shoes for monks, one is straw sandals, and the second is mango sandals, both of which have holes. Of course, this is not to pretend to be poor, but to imply that one can see through the Buddhist Zen philosophy by lowering one's head.
The third type is cloud boots. Most of the monks who wear boots are top-notch mages. Because they need to fight poisons, their feet are tightly wrapped.
Fahai had long wanted to change his shoes. Firstly, he was not used to wearing them, and secondly, he thought they would affect his image. When he saw that Liaozhai was selling them, he immediately squatted down, picked up the Cloud-Stepping Boots, looked at them, and asked, "This
Junior sister, how do you sell these cloud-walking boots?"
"Fifteen thousand taels..." the little nun replied shyly in a low voice.
Fahai took the Cloud-Stepping Boots in his hand and looked at them carefully. He found that the Cloud-Stepping Boots were made with very sophisticated weapon refining techniques. The soles of the boots were made from the cartilage of the rare ninth-grade monster beast Luanyun Bird.
, the upper of the boots is made of an unknown white spirit animal skin, and there is also a small golden swastika seal engraved on the heel of the sole. The power of thought in the seal is surging, and it seems to be carving an extremely powerful ninth-level magic circle.
"There are nine prohibitions in the seal of this cloud-stepping boots, which form the Dala Heaven Magic Formation. Not only can it save the power of thought when flying in the wind, but if you step on a demon during a fight, it will also emit a Dala Dharma Seal on the sole of your foot, which can
The protective demonic energy that shatters the ninth-level demon clan." The little nun introduced in a low voice.
"Oh!" Fahai nodded and picked up the monk's robe again.
This monk's robe was also snow-white and spotless. Fahai took a closer look and found that this monk's robe was actually made of fine silk. The collar, cuffs, waist, and back were also made of silver crystals.
The mana ornaments made also conceal the fluctuations of mental power.
"This Kasyapa monk's robe costs ten thousand taels, and there are six restrictions on it. When combined, it can emit a large Kasyapa mind shield, which can dispel the filthy poisonous mist, and can also withstand a full blow from a ninth-grade monk." The little nun introduced again.
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"Are these two pieces a set?" Fahai asked.
"Yes." The little nun nodded and said a little shyly, "These are all demons hunted by senior sister, and I refined them."
"Uh! Ninth level realm?"
Fahai was suddenly startled, and with a flash of white light in his eyes, he looked at the little nun. Sure enough, the rainbow light flashed behind the little nun's head, but she had a cultivation level of ninth grade or above.
It is very impolite to open one's Dharma eyes to peek at other people's cultivation. Fahai acted impulsively because he couldn't restrain his curiosity. However, the little nun did not mean to blame Fahai. After being seen through, she just blushed and gave him a slight smile.
Heshi, "Senior brother, you have such profound Zen practice!"
Fa Hai heard the words and felt useful. He laughed and said, "Mild praise, ridiculous praise! I said to this junior sister, my money is a little tight. How about you give me a discount on these two magic weapons and sell them to me for 20,000 taels of silver? Just do it.
Let’s make a good relationship!”
The little nun didn't seem to understand the art of bargaining. She immediately took the words seriously and said quickly, "What's convenient for others is what's convenient for yourself. If it's not convenient for you, senior brother, just give me the original price of eighteen thousand taels."
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Seeing the little nun being so generous, Fa Hai felt guilty immediately and said quickly, "Just twenty thousand, it's not easy for you to refine magical weapons."
After that, he handed the 20,000 taels of silver notes to the little nun, put the cloud-stepping boots and Kasyapa monk's robe into a mustard bag, titheed him to the little nun, and said, "My name is... Cang Jingkong
, is a third-generation disciple of Dalin Temple. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can come to me to discuss your Zen learning experience."
"Well, thank you, Senior Brother Cang. My name is Jingzhen, and I am a disciple of Ciyun Temple." The little nun quickly nodded in return.
Ciyun Nunnery is one of the few sects in Buddhism that is good at refining weapons. Since there are not many disciples, it is only a sixth-grade sect and is barely ranked second-rate. However, the master of Ciyun Nunnery, Master Wangyou, is a well-known master in the world of cultivation, and is the same as the ninth-grade Buddhist sect.
He has a very good relationship with Master Pai and is very difficult to mess with.