Song Yu and Shangguin You began to compete for the batch of purple electric talismans. The two of them verbally fought each other, and Song Yu finally got one quarter, and the remaining three-quarters were eaten by Shangguin You.
Although the purple electric talisman is expensive, it is a thunder attribute talisman after all. It not only has extremely strong destructive power, but also can restrain evil and monsters. No monk is unwilling to buy it for this.
Moreover, the purple electric talisman is completely a financial product. Both of them have the Longjifang channel. Even if they can’t use it, they can still sell it at a higher price. This transaction will not be a loss for them!
In a short period of time, Fang Chen recorded more than 1,700 low-grade spirit stones, plus the remaining 1,000 low-grade spirit stones, his value rose to a huge amount of 2,700!
"Shopkeeper You, you can calculate the package price of these magic weapons."
Fang Chen smiled.
Manager You didn't say nonsense this time, and directly counted the price of the magic weapon. After about a cup of tea, he rushed to Fang Chen and said:
"Fellow Daoist, there are a total of 103 magic weapons here, and the price of each one is..."
After talking about the prices, he finally gave a total price: "Two, four hundred and eighty-six, I'll take a fraction of it, two, four hundred and eighty-six."
"I'll also take a few pieces, two thousand four hundred."
Fang Chen Dao.
Manager You thought about it for a while and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, I'm destined to be a fellow Taoist today, so just this price."
"Shopkeeper You is a cheerful person."
Fang Chen nodded with a smile, counted the spirit stones and handed them to the other party, and then put away the more than a hundred magic weapons directly. He had to find a place to feed them.
Fang Chen stood up and smiled and said, "It's not too late, so I'll say goodbye first."
Song Yu was stunned and tried to stay, saying, "Little brother is so anxious to leave? Wouldn't you stay here for a few more days?"
"Yes, there's an auction tomorrow, so the little brother won't leave it to see it? Maybe there's something the little brother needs in the auction."
You Zhanggui’s story.
“Auction?”
Fang Chen's eyes moved.
"Little brother, the shopkeeper You has been preparing for this auction for three years. There will be countless powerful cultivators coming, and there are even some sects.
You also know that in many cases, it is difficult to find sellers of good things, so they also value this auction, and the things they bring are definitely not bad."
Song Yu smiled and said, "Young brother might as well stay for one more day, maybe you can get a few good things."
No wonder Fang Chen felt that there were a lot more monks in Longjifang this time.
It just so happened that he was not very familiar with the casual cultivators in this world. He stayed and looked at their details by the way. He would not know nothing if he met them in the future.
"Okay, stay for one more day, and you won't be so sad."
Fang Chen smiled.
In the evening, Songyu and Shangguin You invited Fang Chen together. After late at night, Fang Chen returned to the room and took out the magic weapons one by one.
The little sword couldn't wait to start swallowing.
As magic weapons were swallowed by it, the aura on the little sword became thicker. After all the more than one hundred magic weapons were eaten, the little sword's body directly increased to two inches!
"Delicious! So full!"
The little sword flew up and down, and a tender childish voice came directly from Fang Chen's ears.
This little guy seems to have grown up a lot, and his meaning is becoming clearer.
"Little guy, are you full this time? Don't shout about being hungry next time."
Fang Chen waved with a smile.
The little sword immediately flew to Fang Chen's palm, "Eat and eat, grow your body!"
"You can't keep eating and keep rising, right?"
Fang Chen smiled.
"Grow your body, unseal it, sword cultivator!"
Xiaojian was a little excited.
"Um!?"
Fang Chen was stunned for a moment, "What did you just say? Sword Cultivator?"
"Unlock the seal! Sword cultivator!"
"Unlock the seal! Sword cultivator!"
The little sword flew around, and the tender childish voice was full of expectation and excitement.
"It's amazing, does it have the inheritance of sword cultivator?"
Fang Chen's face was a little solemn.
It seems that I have to find more magic weapons for Xiaojian to eat. From the attitudes of the two people in the Blood Corpse Sect, we can see how awesome the sword cultivator is.
The next day.
Fang Chen and Songyu arrived at the Longji Trading Company together, but this time the shopkeeper You had no time to greet them. He was greeting the casual cultivators who came from all over the country.
"There are indeed many cultivators above the sixth level of Qi refining."
Fang Chen smiled.
Song Yu sighed a little: "All those who can reach the sixth level of Qi refining are extremely talented among the casual cultivators. The younger brother should understand how difficult it is to walk on the casual cultivator. Sometimes even the martial arts are not complete.
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Fang Chen smiled and pretended not to hear Song Yu's hint. Song Yu was a little disappointed when he saw this, but he did not reveal it. Instead, he led Fang Chen to greet the cultivators.
These casual cultivators were curious about Fang Chen's origin, but Song Yu did not introduce it, and they did not dare to ask more questions.
Suddenly, a faint stench came with the wind.
Many monks covered their noses and showed disgust:
"What smells so smelly?"
"Who pulled it into his crotch?"
"It's so smelly!"
But then, these sounds disappeared one after another. They saw a small hunchbacked figure appearing at the door of the business. The figure was not old, but his body was only eight or nine years old.
There was an extremely huge sarcoma on his back. Some parts of the sarcoma were broken, and green stinky water flowed out from time to time. In addition, his exposed skin did not have a good piece of meat, and he had all kinds of things.
The small tumors also overflow from time to time.
"The King of Qingxu Du."
Song Yu's face showed a solemn look.
"There is no trace of practice on him..."
Fang Chen frowned.
"It's not him, this is just his medicine man, used to test medicine. The King of Qingxu Du is usually living in Qingxu Mountain, and it is three thousand miles away. I didn't expect that he would come here this time."
Song Yu looked alert: "Remember, you must not offend this person. This person is cruel and ruthless, extremely powerful, and he is also a cultivator at the tenth level of Qi refining.
Even some disciples of the sect will not offend him easily.”
While speaking, a figure appeared behind the hunchbacked villain. He was a shirtless fat man, who looked like he was in his forties or fifties. His beard and hair were braided into whips, red, yellow, and green.
, blue, all colors, and even a faint glow.
"hiss--"
Many monks took a breath and recognized the person. Their faces changed from the initial disgust to the current fear, and they retreated aside.
"hey-hey."
The King of Qingxu Poison glanced at everyone, and then let out a strange laugh: "Is my body smelly? Why do you all have this expression?"
Everyone dared not speak. At this time, Manager You rushed forward and greeted him warmly: "Brother Qingxu came from afar and was in a hurry to welcome him. Come in and invite me. I have prepared a VIP room for Brother Qingxu."
The King of Qingxu Du laughed strangely again, his eyes paused on Song Yu for a few breaths, and then he swayed with the hunchbacked little man and followed Manager You to the back.
"Does he usually use mortals to test medicine?"
Fang Chen looked at the back of the Qingxu Du King and said lightly.
Song Yu's expression changed slightly and she whispered: "It's not all. Most of them use enemies who offend him to test medicine, and occasionally use mortals.
Little brother, let him go. Don’t offend such a tough person for a mere mortal. He even used poison to severely damage a foundation building who came to settle the score with him!"