The person who set up the stall was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, a third-level Qi practitioner.
The girl is plainly dressed, has a childish face, and big eyes. She looks like she is a casual cultivator.
When Long Dahai asked the price, the girl opened her big eyes and looked at Long Dahai pitifully, as if she was looking forward to Long Dahai buying her talismans.
There was a table in front of her, with dozens of talisman papers on it, and in addition to these, there were also a few old items.
The fluctuation of spiritual energy that Long Dahai felt was a milky white bracelet with delicate texture placed on the table.
But Long Dahai didn't ask about the bracelet first, but about the good-quality talisman paper the girl sold.
"The quality of your talisman paper is good, but the first-level low-grade talisman only has one or two spiritual stones. It is not possible to draw a few talismans with your talisman paper, so can it be cheaper?"
Long Dahai looked at the girl and pointed out the problem with the talisman paper.
The guide next to him looked at Long Dahai and was very puzzled: This monk with advanced cultivation and high net worth actually bargained with a little girl for five spiritual stones. Could it be that he fell in love with the little girl?
So he didn't say anything and just stood aside and watched the fun.
When Huang Hanling heard what Long Dahai said, she held the corners of her skirt with both hands and replied slightly nervously: "Every process of making my talisman paper is very serious. For monks who draw talisman, it can increase the success rate, so I sell this
price."
Long Dahai saw that the little girl was so unfamiliar, and he knew in his heart that she was a young monk who rarely had contact with outsiders and had never seen the world.
Without asking any more questions, Long Dahai took out ten spiritual stones and handed them to the little girl, saying, "Then I will buy two dozen, can you give me a few as gifts?"
The little girl happily took the spirit stone. She was filled with joy and no longer restrained. She looked at Long Dahai and replied: "I can give you two talismans."
After the girl finished speaking, she quickly took out two talismans, placed them on top of the two dozen purchased by Long Dahai, and handed them over.
Long Dahai took it, pointed to a pile of bracelets next to it and said, "How do you sell this?"
The little girl picked up the bracelet and replied: "This is a medium-grade treasure, selling for fifty spiritual stones."
"Fifty spiritual stones, I bought them." Long Dahai took out fifty spiritual stones again and handed them to the girl.
After the girl received the spirit stone, she handed the white bracelet to Long Dahai.
Long Dahai took the bracelet and looked at it carefully, knowing in his heart that he had got a treasure.
"This is a treasure made of tidal white marble. This is a fourth-level material."
In order to find a magic weapon that suits him, Long Dahai has read through many material books. He knows many of the third-, fourth-, and even legendary fifth-level water-attribute materials.
This tidal white wave stone is very unique. It has the ability to change tides. After being activated, it can absorb spiritual energy and then spit out pure water-based spiritual energy.
But unless you are a monk who is extremely sensitive to the water attribute, you won't be able to detect it easily.
Long Dahai had nothing to do and planned to check out the prices in Donghai Chengfang City, so he came to the Qi Practicing Monk area for a stroll.
This kind of material would be missed by other golden elixir cultivators if they didn't pay careful attention, but Long Dahai has earth spiritual roots, and the fluctuations of water attributes are very clear to him.
After the money and goods were cleared, this tidal white wave stone naturally belonged to Longhai.
"Can I ask where you got this bracelet?"
Long Dahai bought two items here and spent sixty spiritual stones. The monk who set up the stall would definitely be grateful.
Huang Hanling's impression of Long Dahai was naturally quite friendly, but she was a little embarrassed to be asked gently by a handsome senior.
She had a confused look on her face and whispered: "This is what my sister killed and got from a zombie when she was hunting for treasure on the East China Sea."
Long Dahai said: "Where is the treasure hunt in the East China Sea? I like this kind of treasure very much and want to see it again."
Huang Hanling shook her head and said, "My sister won't let me go, so I don't know the specific location."
The little girl was very honest. She said everything Long Dahai asked. Judging from her appearance, she must be telling the truth.
"Little girl, can I know your name? I want to make friends with you."
Long Dahai spoke directly. As soon as the words came out, Huang Hanling's face suddenly turned redder, and then became hesitant.
"I, my name is Huang Han..."
"Xiao Ling, pack your things and close the stall today."
The little girl was about to say her name when a cold voice stopped her.
The person who came was wearing a long white dress, with an oval face, and was very pretty.
At this time, his face was as cold as frost, and he didn't even look at Long Dahai.
Instead, Huang Hanling was asked to quickly pack up her belongings and plan to close the stall and leave.
"This comrade is very polite."
Long Dahai waved and saluted his sister, but the girl didn't even look back. She obviously thought Long Dahai was a person with evil intentions.
With a helpless smile, Long Dahai waved to the little girl and left randomly.
This sister was arrogant and often preconceived. Long Dahai didn't want to explain more, as that would be a waste of time and energy.
After walking far away, Long Dahai thought in his heart: "The little girl has a slight purple aura, which turns out to be from her sister. My sister's purple aura is similar to that of my nephew Xiao Ming. I think there will be opportunities to build a foundation, but there is a purple aura in it."
With black energy, there will be trouble in the near future."
Ever since the five spiritual roots in Long Dahai's body reached the first level, he had the talent to see the destiny of others.
But now, he can only see through the Qi Lian and Foundation Establishment monks, and sometimes it's not clear and accurate.
But today Long Dahai observed the two sisters and found out.
"The fourth-level spiritual material is worth saving."
There is still a month left before the auction. Long Dahai is bored anyway, so he might as well do a good deed.
When he left just now, he had already done something to the cold sister. She was only at the tenth level of Qi training, so naturally she couldn't detect Long Dahai's methods.
After Long Dahai gave the guide five spiritual stones, he came to stay in an inn, and then began to study the tidal whitewater stones he obtained.
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Huang Hanzhi looked at her sister and asked what Long Dahai was doing here just now.
After Huang Hanzhi listened to her sister's description, she immediately said: "It's broken. That bracelet must be a treasure. It may be made of second- or even third-level spiritual materials!"
Thinking of this, Huang Hanzhi felt that Long Dahai was even more hateful because he had picked it up from her, causing her to lose hundreds of spiritual stones.
Being picked up is not a pleasant thing.
"Sister, that senior wants to ask me where you killed the zombies."
Huang Hanling's impression of Long Dahai was no longer so friendly after she found out that Long Dahai was picking things up with them.
Huang Hanzhi immediately understood Long Dahai's intention and said, "Let's go home quickly."
The two sisters took the items and returned to the outer city of Donghai City.
They have no money and can only live with ordinary people, but they do have a big yard here.
There are many items in the yard, which are tools for making talismans.
After returning home, Huang Hanzhi took her sister and told her to stay at home and not go out.
"That monk must want to find the zombie's tomb!"
Huang Hanzhi took the sword and left Donghai City alone.
She plans to go to the place where she killed zombies and look for zombie graves.
If she could find second- or third-level materials, she and her sister would be able to practice with peace of mind in more than ten years.
Afraid that the tomb would be found by others, we set out that night.