The female cultivator in pink skirt also looked at him, and several people behind her also looked at the stall owner with a bit of anger, with the momentum of breaking down the stall if they disagreed.
Seeing that the fire was about to burn him, the young stall owner quickly changed his expression of watching the excitement. He faced the gazes of several beautiful female nuns and did not answer their questions immediately. Instead, he smiled
Said:
"Two fairies, please stop arguing and calm down first. Anger can turn ugly. You two are so beautiful. If you lose even the slightest bit, it will make many young talents sad!"
The green-robed monk said, his tone becoming more and more sad, and the two female monks who had just been facing each other unconsciously smiled after hearing this.
The atmosphere relaxed a little for a while.
"I didn't expect that fellow Taoist not only has amazing craftsmanship, but also speaks so well that makes people feel happy."
The female nun in a pink skirt covered her lips and said with a smile.
The green-robed monk quickly waved his hand
"The fairy is rewarded, the fairy is rewarded."
Although the female cultivator in dark blue palace attire has softened her attitude a lot, she still persists in asking:
"It's just that Taoist friends have said so much, but they haven't given an accurate answer.
This phoenix hairpin was made by fellow Taoist Taoist, and this stall was also set up by fellow Taoist. For the sake of fellow Taoist's reputation and business, I hope that fellow Taoist can handle this matter impartially."
The monk in dark green robes smiled and then said:
"We are a small business and it is a great honor to receive such love from these two fairies.
I already understand the intentions of the two fairies, and what the two fairies said are also wise words.
But in my opinion, there is no perfect solution to this matter."
The female cultivator in dark blue palace attire raised her eyebrows when she heard this.
"So, does Taoist friend have an identical phoenix hairpin?"
And the nun in the pink dress quit.
"This is not okay!
Ever since I was a child, the jewelry and magic tools that I use have always been unique. I will not use the same magic tools as others!"
When the female cultivator in dark blue palace attire heard this, she snorted coldly and said
"If that's the case, who would want to use the same jewelry as this frivolous person!"
The young stall owner in dark green robe smiled and said:
"Please rest assured, fairies, you will definitely be satisfied.
This phoenix hairpin was the first thing that Fairy Mu took a fancy to, so all she had to do was hand over the spirit stone.
Therefore, Fairy Mu got this phoenix hairpin.
What does Fairy Sun think?"
Then, before the female cultivator surnamed Sun in a pink skirt could say anything, the stall owner sent a message to her:
"Don't worry, Fairy Sun. The jewelry I will give you to Fairy Sun later will definitely not disappoint you."
The nun in pink skirt originally wanted to say something else, but after hearing what the stall owner said, she just snorted coldly.
When the female cultivator surnamed Mu in dark blue palace clothes heard this, she smiled quite proudly, then handed a bag of spiritual stones to the stall owner, took the box containing the phoenix hairpin, and glanced at the female cultivator in pink skirt.
After one glance, he turned his skirt and left the stall.
When you get a nice piece of jewelry, you naturally have to take it home first, then look for a matching dress, and then go out and have some fun.
As for the woman from the Sun family, she didn't care.
The female cultivator surnamed Mu thought so, and her steps became a little brisk.
The stall owner in dark green robes smiled slightly after accepting the storage bag:
An ordinary second-level medium-grade magic weapon can be sold for 3,500 low-grade spiritual stones. The female cultivator's money is really easy to earn.
He looked at the back of the female cultivator surnamed Mu and thought, it would be great if he could meet two such people every day.
At this time, the female cultivator surnamed Mu, who was wearing dark blue palace attire, had already walked away. The stall owner turned his attention to the female cultivator surnamed Sun, and his eyes became a little more eager:
This aunt is also very generous, so we must not neglect her.
So, the stall owner took out a very beautifully carved jade box from the storage bag, opened it and handed it to the female nun named Sun.
"Fairy Sun, please look, this is Die Wuchai.
Its workmanship is not inferior to that of the Phoenix Hairpin."
The female cultivator surnamed Sun took the box with hesitation. After seeing clearly the exquisite butterfly hairpin in the box, her eyes were so bright that they almost burst into light.
This Butterfly Hairpin is not only very exquisite in workmanship, but also a second-level high-grade magic weapon, which is more suitable for monks in the later stages of foundation building.
“Furthermore, this Butterfly Hairpin has another secret;
Please ask Fellow Daoist Sun to inject the true essence into it, not too much, just a little bit will do."
The stall owner wearing a dark green robe said in a guise.
According to what the stall owner said, the monk surnamed Sun injected a trace of true energy into Diewu Chai.
I saw a flash of inspiration from Diewu Chai, and a colorful butterfly with glowing rays flew out from Diewu Chai. After flying around the female cultivator surnamed Sun, the colorful butterfly landed on her hand.
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The companions of the female cultivator surnamed Sun let out bursts of exclamation and looked at the butterfly hairpin in the hand of the female cultivator surnamed Sun with passionate and envious eyes.
Although the phoenix hairpin just now looks good, it cannot make the phoenix appear.
In such a comparison, Diewu Chai is indeed much better than Feng Chai.
Thinking of this, the female cultivator surnamed Sun could not be more satisfied.
She took out the butterfly hairpin and put it on her head. She took out the bronze mirror and looked at it for a while with great satisfaction, and then handed over 5,000 pieces of low-grade spiritual stones to the stall owner.
She turned around and showed off her new jewelry with her sisters.
Naturally, I received praise and envy from my sisters.
Enjoying the attention of everyone, the female cultivator surnamed Sun slowly left the stall while joking.
It's a pity that the woman from the Mu family has left; otherwise, I would definitely show off this Butterfly Hairpin in front of her.
However, there is no rush, as long as they are still in the market, we will meet again sooner or later.
Really, I'm looking forward to it.
The female cultivator surnamed Sun thought so, and the smile on her lips became deeper and deeper.
But what the female cultivator surnamed Sun didn't know was that this was also done intentionally by the young man in dark green robes.
If the female cultivator surnamed Mu had other ideas after seeing the more exquisite shape of the butterfly hairpin, and then started to argue with the female cultivator surnamed Sun, it would be really fatal.
After all, these two female cultivators are descended from the Jindan family.
He is a helpless, weak, pitiful and helpless person, a mere second-level high-grade weapon refiner, who cannot withstand the training of the Jindan family.
The young stall owner in dark green robes thought this way, feeling that it would be really difficult in this world without a background.
Then he counted the spiritual stones he got today and felt that his life was complete.
At this moment, another customer suddenly arrived in front of his stall.
The stall owner raised his head,
"This immortal...uh, this fellow Taoist, wants to buy jewelry?"