Nether Pavilion is the building with the widest area on the market.

It just doesn't seem to be a lot of customers.

Li Qingxuan stood at the entrance of the Netherworld Pavilion with such a large package on his back, which was too conspicuous in the crowd, attracting the attention of many monks in secret.

He didn't care much and walked in with a big package on his back.

The entrance to the Netherworld Pavilion is a hall with rows of private rooms on the side, on the left are stone platforms with various weapons, and on the right is a wall with various talismans attached to them.

And at the end of the box, there is the counter of Netherworld Pavilion.

There was no one inside, but there were three young men sitting under the counter, sitting there in a daze when they were bored.

As soon as he entered, a young man who looked quite clever stood up and greeted him: "Customer, are you going to buy or sell things?"

Li Qingxuan glanced at the boy curiously.

This young man is a mortal, and should be from the Bai family.

According to the Shrimp Man, behind Baiyun Peak, there is a mortal town filled with the bloodlines of the Bai family without spiritual roots.

These people are suitable for receiving monks.

After all, both monks are rarely willing to respectfully serve another monk.

Li Qingxuan withdrew his gaze and said softly: "I want to buy things and sell things too."

"Please follow me, I'll go and ask for the manager."

The young man welcomed Li Qingxuan into a compartment, then closed the door respectfully and left.

This seemingly simple compartment actually has mystery. As soon as the small door was closed, the sound from outside disappeared immediately, like an independent space.

"I can use this place to get out later."

He chose to come here, and he was ready to be suppressed, and all the spirit stones he sold would be used to purchase martial arts and magic.

Only in this way can you leave the safest way.

Li Qingxuan was thinking secretly that the small door of the compartment was pushed open and an old man in a black robe and a gloomy face came in.

The old man glanced at Li Qingxuan and said indifferently: "What do fellow Taoist wants to buy?"

Li Qingxuan didn't care about the other party's indifferent attitude, and put the package behind him on the cubicle table and opened it: "I want to sell these things."

Most of these things are miscellaneous things. Although they are also considered cultivation resources, they are very common.

The old man with a gloomy attitude looked cold, but he did not look disgusted because these things showed disgust. He went up to check and then slowly said: "Fellow Taoist, these are all ordinary spiritual objects. I can only give you three spirit stones. However, this pseudo-Magic axe has a bad rune, but the material is good. I can give you ten spirit stones. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qingxuan sighed in his heart.

These casual cultivators are really poor.

With such a little spirit stone, it is definitely not enough to buy what he needs.

Li Qingxuan had no choice but to take out a jade box from his arms, a three-inch coffin nail, and the jade pendant placed on the table: "Fellow Daoist, you'll sell these too."

The old man in the haze nodded, grabbed the jade pendant first, and then put it down: "The material is inferior, the runes are roughly drawn, and you offer a spirit stone."

Then he looked at the three-inch coffin nail, frowned, and looked at Li Qingxuan with a blank face in surprise, with some thought in his eyes.

Li Qingxuan tightened his body and said in a deep voice: "What? Could it be that the Gui Pavilion does not accept this soul-fixing nail?"

When the old man in the dark saw that he knew the name of the magic weapon, he smiled: "I don't have to worry about selling this thing, so I naturally bought it, but I didn't expect that fellow Taoists would be willing to sell it."

He stroked the three-inch nails on his hand carefully.

"Although this soul-fixing nail is just a low-grade magic weapon, it has a strange effect. It is specially designed to nail the soul and soul of a human. Even if it is hit in the later stage of Qi Refining, it will be difficult to escape and die. It is most suitable for sneak attacks."

Li Qingxuan nodded.

This soul-fixing nail originated from the thin man, and the effect is indeed as the old man in the haze said. If he had not discovered that this magic weapon was used to hurt others and himself after exploring the dream space, he would have absolutely no choice but to sell it.

The old man in the haze put down the soul-fixing nail and asked tentatively: "Ordinary low-grade magic weapon is generally worth seventy to eighty spirit stones. The soul-fixing nail of fellow Taoist is of a strange effect. How about the price of one hundred spirit stones?"

"Can!"

Li Qingxuan knew that the price must be low, but now his strength is low and he is indeed not suitable to set up a stall in the square, so he can only accept it.

When the old man heard this, a smile appeared on his face and picked up the last jade box with great anticipation.

When the jade box was opened, I saw a silver talisman flowing in the dim compartment, with a faint silver light flowing.

"It's actually a corpse refining talisman!"

He grabbed the silver talisman with excitement, checked for a long time before breathing a sigh of relief: "It is indeed a corpse-refining talisman that only disciples of the Netherworld Sect can refine, but unfortunately it is a low-grade one."

Li Qingxuan, who was standing beside him, felt nervous when he heard about the Netherworld Sect.

He never expected that this strange silver talisman would have something to do with the Netherworld Sect.

If the old man makes a malicious excuse at this time, he will be in trouble.

Fortunately, the old man in the haze didn't have this idea.

He played with the silver talisman in his hand, and said without raising his head: "Where is there a positioning compass? If it is missing, your talisman will not be sold at a price."

Seeing that the other party seemed to have no intention of taking action, Li Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief and took out a copper compass from his arms: "How much can this talisman be estimated?"

The old man took the compass, and used the talisman to enter mana, and the silver talisman actually turned into a silver light and shot into the compass.

"Yes, it is indeed one. It is the mottled corpse qi contained in this magic weapon, which takes a long time to purify." The old man in the haze shook his head and put the compass in his arms: "I like this thing very much. I don't want to make it into account, so I plan to buy it myself, but I don't have many spirit stones on me."

Li Qingxuan knew that the other party wanted to forcibly swallow his talisman, but he was angry inside, but he did not show it. He just silently remembered the old man's appearance and said softly: "How do you want to trade with fellow Taoist?"

"I don't have many spirit stones on my body, so I have to barter with fellow Taoists. Of course, if fellow Taoists insist on selling them to the cabinet, it is certainly OK. It's just that fellow Taoists need to think about how to explain the source of this thing."

The old man in the haze smiled and threatened.

Li Qingxuan was too lazy to talk nonsense and nodded directly.

Seeing that Li Qingxuan did not dare to refuse, the old man skillfully poured out several items from the bag on his waist on the table: "Fellow Daoist, you can choose something from here in exchange."

Obviously, it is not the first time he has done this.

Li Qingxuan glanced at the bag the size of a palm on the other party’s waist inconspicuously and turned his eyes to the items taken out by the old man.

These are a jade bottle, a willow leaf the size of a palm, a turtle shell, and a brand new book that exudes the fragrance of ink.

The old man touched the talisman in his arms and was very happy. He introduced to Li Qingxuan: "This jade bottle is a Qi-invigorating pill that can help Qi-refining cultivators practice. Liuye is a flying pseudo-magic weapon. As for this turtle shell, it is a defensive pseudo-magic weapon..."

The more Li Qingxuan listened, the more angry he became.

These things are worth less than twenty spirit stones, and they actually want to change their own talisman tools!

He suppressed the urge to give the other party a fireball and looked at the last book: "Where is this book?"

"This is a complete set of talisman making inheritance, with almost all first-level talisman drawing methods on the market, and it can completely become the inheritance foundation of an immortal cultivation family."

The old man with a gloomy eyes smiled and said, "If you want to change the talisman heritage, one talisman is not enough. You need to add fifty spirit stones to me!"

Only then did Li Qingxuan realize that the other party was waiting for him here.

You can tell how many copies of this talisman inheritance are copied at a glance. It is not worth much to the old man, but for a casual cultivator like him, even if he pays an additional fifty spirit stones, it is more cost-effective than choosing the other three things.

This method is much better than being able to grab it.

Li Qingxuan picked up the talisman-making inheritance that seemed to have just been copied for a short time: "I still need a spirit-testing plate, and I also need the full skill of "Qingdeng Gong". The remaining spirit stones, please help me convert them into talisman pens and talisman paper."

The old man made a big profit and showed an ugly smile: "No problem, fellow Taoist wait."

moment.

Li Qingxuan changed his figure, changed into clothes, hurriedly left the Netherworld Pavilion with a small package, mingled into the crowd, left the market, and headed towards the forest.

Wait until the people who follow outside find out something wrong.

He had become a short young man in blue clothes and an ordinary face. He was carrying a talisman paper and found an empty wooden house at the foot of the mountain and lived in it.

"Old guy, wait for me!"

Even though he was mentally prepared before going, he was still very unhappy now!

After a while, Li Qingxuan calmed down and entered the dream space with his harvest.

He was curious about his spiritual roots for a long time.

Today I happened to use the Spirit Testing Pan to measure the details.
Chapter completed!