It was Chu Yan's first time seeing the lively scene of the Shuiwan Market.
Apart from being in the Broken Star Tower, he had never seen so many monks gathered together, and bargained with each other, full of familiar city atmosphere.
Moreover, the monks walking around Chu Yan and Jiang Panmeng are all casual cultivators, so they are dressed in all kinds of clothes and dressed up, which also makes the two feel particularly surprised.
This kind of scene is completely different from the disciples they saw in the Shattered Star Tower who served uniformly.
After observing the people around him with great interest for a while, Chu Yan began to stroll in the Shuiwan Market.
This village has now been requisitioned by monks, and stalls have been set up by casual cultivators on both sides of the street.
Most monks are selling items. They put all the things they want to sell in the stalls. If anyone likes them, they can ask for the price.
However, this price is not fixed. It must be discussed by both parties. You can pay with spirit stones or barter with things, which is extremely free.
There are also some monks who collect what they need.
It’s the same stall, then write down the types, quantity, and price of items you need, and then wait for someone to come to your door.
Walking in the middle, you can occasionally see monks bargaining, fighting for red faces and thick necks. At this moment, if you ignore the identity of these people, you still don’t pay attention to the strange things on the stalls, Chu Yan even
I feel that I have come to a lively market.
When he walked along the way, Chu Yan naturally did not forget the purpose of this trip: he wanted to find Ganoderma lucidum for more than 75 years, as well as the hemlock trees washed by fire thunder.
He and Jiang Panmeng both need to buy what they need. In order to save time, the two of them separated for a while and made an appointment to meet again.
After walking for a while, just as Chu Yan was walking along the road in the middle of the stall, a male cultivator with a headscarf and a sallow complexion walked towards him.
The road was not wide, and after the stalls were filled around, it became even more crowded. At this moment, Chu Yan was about to avoid it, but who knew that the male cultivator was walking straight towards him quickly.
Chu Yan's expression remained unchanged, but a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
However, the male cultivator, who looked extremely weak, seemed to have no malice, walked quickly to a place just one step away from Chu Yan. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at Chu Yan with a stingy expression of a mouse eye for a moment.
Suddenly he opened his mouth and showed a humble smile: "Young man, I have good things here, do you want it?"
After saying that, he suddenly pulled open his clothes, and then hurriedly covered it like a treasure, as if he was afraid of being seen.
However, although he was very fast, Chu Yan could see clearly.
There are dozens of extremely beautiful picture albums on the inside of this male robe, and there are also very imaginative names written on it, such as "Female Cultivator Bai Jie".
"Young man, how about it? Do you want it? These are all exquisite stories, and they are also a ray of spiritual thoughts from the painter, which ensures that you can truly feel what it means to be immersive, only 288 spirits
The money is only 288 yuan, how about it? Do you like it?" When the man spoke, he was about to spit out his saliva.
"No." Chu Yan shook his head.
He is indeed not interested in this kind of thing.
However, this male cultivator thought Chu Yan was expensive.
After all, in his opinion, how could a young man with a strong spirit not like this kind of good thing?
Seeing that Chu Yan was about to leave, he hurriedly rushed up a few steps, followed Chu Yan, and continued to whisper: "If you think it's expensive, you can't discuss it. Look, you can't read it, if you have a book, two or eight, if it's you
If you buy two books, I will only charge you five hundred spiritual money. How suitable is it. The key is to store spiritual thoughts in it. This is completely different from what you just look at. Do you know if you are immersive?"
The male cultivator was still introducing it, and the nose hair that was poking out almost poked Chu Yan's face.
Just as he was about to push the man away, Chu Yan glanced at him and suddenly his heart moved.
"Hemlock!" At this moment, on the stall in front of Chu Yan, there was a hemlock tree that was half the thickness of an adult's arm and was thin and long.
Moreover, one of the hemlock pieces was charred black, obviously burned by fire, and the dog teeth on the cross section were knocked wrong, which also met the standards of being quenched by lightning.
At this moment, several casual cultivators were choosing items in front of this stall.
Chu Yan walked over slowly without hesitation.
The monk who placed the hemlock trees was a fat man who smiled at everyone, with fat on his face squirting, but the fleeting splendor in his eyes showed that he was definitely not as honest as he looked on the surface.
The casual cultivators seemed to have chosen some things from the stall and asked the fat man about the price.
The two sides bargained, and then the fat man waved his hand, and the casual cultivators shook their heads and parted in discomfort.
Seeing that these people had not bought this hemlock tree, Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
This hemlock tree is much longer than he expected. If it is used as a material for cultivating the Eye of Insight, the effect will definitely be better than expected.
If someone takes the lead, it will be not that easy for him to find a replacement here.
Chu Yan did not walk over directly, but first came to the stall next to the fat man and pretended to choose items.
The male cultivator who was selling strange stories was still chattering around Chu Yan. At this moment, the fat man suddenly pointed at the male cultivator: "You guy, you are lying here again. Believe it or not, I will take you from the water bay.
Throw out the market?”
Chu Yan looked up and looked at the fat man. He didn't expect that the other party would actually speak out.
The fat man glared at the male cultivator who was selling the storybook and said to Chu Yan: "This little brother, don't be fooled. It would be fine if the contents of this guy's selling the storybook are of no use for cultivation, but there is also a hidden eye formation.
If you accidentally pay him two hundred and eighty-eight spiritual coins, it will become five hundred and eighty-eight, but you don’t know it.”
"You, don't swear!" The male cultivator who was selling the book turned red and he hurriedly said loudly.
Judging from his performance at this moment, what the fat man just said is probably not fake.
"You say one more word, I'll throw you out now." The fat man hugged his arm and sneered.
This male cultivator who was selling the storybook was obviously a harsh character. He didn't dare to say anything more at this time. He pointed at the fat man viciously and pointed at Chu Yan: "You guys wait for me!"
After saying that, he stomped his feet and crawled into the crowd. After a moment, he disappeared.
"What does it have to do with me?" Chu Yan blinked.
Although this male cultivator made Chu Yan feel inexplicable, it is undeniable that because of the other party's existence, Chu Yan now has the opportunity to talk to the fat stall owner, and it is very natural.