The stall owner was not angry when his price was rejected. He smiled and said, "How much do you think the price is appropriate?"

"One thousand five spirit stones, a third-grade pill, you can choose one." Qin Shu said the price, which was more than ten times lower than the stall owner's price.

"This friend, isn't this a little cheaper?" The stall owner smiled slightly and raised the phoenix divine feather in his hand, "I'm the legacy of the divine beast."

Qin Shu looked up at the stall owner, suddenly laughed, then turned his head and was about to leave.

The stall owner was a little furious when he was laughing at Qin Shu. Just as he was about to say something, he found that Qin Shu had walked a long way and was anxious.

Although there are so many people here, they are all very popular but not popular. If you want to buy them, you can only afford a high price. Even fewer people can afford it.

"Wait a minute!" The stall owner called Qin Shu, with a little test in his tone, "A little more?"

Qin Shu was too lazy to answer, and he raised his stop again. Soon, behind him, the stall owner's weak voice came: "You won, one thousand five spirit stones or a third-grade elixir, Shen Yu is yours!"

Qin Shu's mouth curled up a curve before he slowly turned around and walked back.

Flashes of discussion suddenly sounded around, and countless gazes of unknown meaning swept around Qin Shu. Even the 1,500 spirit stones were a great deal in the black market.

"Spirit stone or pill? The stall owner smacked his lips. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he became straightforward when he thought that he could make a profit.

"Pills." Qin Shu took out his sleeves, took out a jade bottle, opened the plug, and a fragrance of medicine filled it.

The fragrance of the medicine was strangely familiar. The stall owner took the jade bottle in confusion, poured out the pills in it, and looked at the crystal clear pills, and his face behind the mask turned green.

"Hey, this pill is almost the same as the third-grade pill that the stall owner took out before..." A sharp-eyed onlooker suddenly spoke, causing a lot of discussion.

"You!" The stall owner looked up and looked at Qin Shu with a surprisingly angry look.

Qin Shu was playing with the Phoenix Divine Feather he had just obtained. He smiled and looked over with a smile, "Is there anything wrong with my third-grade elixir, Xiao Qingyang Pill?"

When Qin Shu pointed out the name of the pill, the stall owner almost bit his teeth. No? What's wrong with this! Is this a third-grade pill?!

ah?!

He roared in his heart, and the only eyes that were exposed were almost about to spit out fire. The second-grade peak and third-grade elixirs sounded different, but in terms of value, they were like clouds.

The small Qingyang pill is not as good as a hundred spiritual stones sold in the Wang family, and the third-grade elixir is at least a thousand spiritual stones to base!

However, the stall owner did not explode. Under Qin Shu's gaze, he swallowed these words.

He had personally admitted that this pill was a third-grade pill. Now if he regretted it, the two cultivators who had been burned and the other had been destroyed in the spiritual weapon and sword would not be spared.

"The pills are correct!" He suppressed his anger and the stall owner spoke word by word. From then on, the money and goods were cleared and the transaction was completed.

Seeing Qin Shu unable to help but play with this divine feather, Wu Ying next to him couldn't help but wonder: "Senior, is this really a Phoenix Divine Feather?"

As soon as these words were said, the people around them all raised their ears. Although the divine feathers did not belong to them, they were also very curious about the truth or falsehood.

Upon hearing this, Qin Shu smiled faintly, "The Phoenix Clan does have the saying of Nirvana, but they are all in the ancestral land of the Phoenix Clan. How could there be people living outside?"

Wu Ying was stunned, "Then this divine feather?"

"It's just the feathers of the red-haired bird." The red-haired bird has the thin bloodline of the phoenix.

As he said that, Qin Shu made a mistake with one hand, and the feather, which was safe under the spiritual sword, instantly turned into a pile of powder, leaving only the extremely bright red flame rising in Qin Shu's palm.

"Fake it?" The people around were in an uproar, and Wu Ying's face slightly darkened, and she looked at the stall owner who was about to slip away.

Seeing that Wu Ying was staring, the stall owner simply stopped leaving and stood there and smiled, "The rules of the black market, buy it and leave it, and it's up to you to be true or false!"

"What? Do you want to force me to stay?" The stall owner looked around, "There are so many people here!"

"I just said, how could there be a real Phoenix Divine Feather? How could such a divine object be met by us?" Among the onlookers, Zhuge Liang appeared afterwards.

"This young man is still too young!" Someone turned his pity to Qin Shu, shook his head and sighed.

"A third-grade pill, this tuition fee...hehe!" Someone gloated.

When the so-called third-grade pill was heard, the stall owner felt a slight pain again, but he immediately thought that he had earned a second-grade peak pill with the worthless red-haired bird for nothing.

It’s a little less profitable, but at least it’s a thing.

When the stall owner thought of this, he felt much better and turned his joking eyes to Qin Shu. The young man was a young man, and he thought he had made money, but he didn't know that Jiang was still the old man's hot.

"Senior..." Wu Ying withdrew her gaze and looked at Qin Shu with some concern, for fear that this person would get angry and sank the black market.

After hearing the discussion around, Qin Shu shook his head with some amusement, "I saw this myself, guess why I still want to buy it?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone came to their senses. Yes, Qin Shu himself saw the truth and the falsehood, so why should I buy it?

The stall owner suddenly felt a bad premonition.

"The feathers are fake, I didn't say this red flame is fake!" Qin Shu spoke slowly, and the words he said made the scene silent for a moment.

All eyes were on the red flame that rose in Qin Shu's palm.

"The Phoenix Clan is a divine beast in fire. During the long life, the accompanying flames will undergo several transformations, and each transformation will make the Phoenix itself several times stronger."

"In the eyes of foreign races, this kind of transformation is the so-called Nirvana!"

"The flames before the transformation will be abandoned by the phoenix or given to other fire birds with their bloodlines!" Qin Shu seemed to be in a good mood and was popularized by Wu Ying and others around him.

"If I read it correctly, this red flame is the flame given by the phoenix of the ancestor of that feather."

Qin Shu's words opened everyone's eyes, but soon caused a rebuttal, "How did you know?"

"If you have less knowledge, you need to read more." Qin Shu smiled and looked at the stall owner, "If I guess correctly, this red flame was brought out from a red-haired bird's nest."

"Is it right?"

Qin Shu's voice had a strange fluctuation, which made the stall owner nod his head subconsciously, but then woke up.

"No! No!"

However, this denial of no silver here made everyone understand.
Chapter completed!