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Chapter 80 Setting up a stall

 The next day.

After Jiang Yun had breakfast, he went straight to Zongmen Market.

He first wandered around the market, picked up a trace of blue luck, and bought all the water talismans and wooden talismans he would see, more than thirty of each. Then he found a place.

Set up a stall.

Naturally, what he sells are basically talismans, as well as some old medicinal materials collected from the Lingwu Mountains.

【Blue Luck 7/10】

Today, he only picked up luck once, because he had to stay here all day long. With more time to find targets, the number of targets with good luck will naturally increase. In the past, he was afraid of delaying his cultivation, so

I didn’t waste any more time here, but it’s different now.

Picking up even a little more high-quality luck every month can greatly shorten his cultivation time, so why not?

In addition, if he doesn't encounter any good luck all day long, he still has two daughters and Xiao Tuanque at home...

After setting up the stall for a while.

"This senior brother? How do you sell this low-grade thunder talisman?"

A blue-robed disciple came to the stall and squatted down.

"One thousand and one hundred cents a piece."

Jiang Yun responded.

"Eleven hundred cents? Why is it a hundred cents more expensive than others?"

The blue-robed disciple frowned.

Jiang Yun sat calmly and ignored him.

The blue-robed disciple frowned, stood up and left.

Another moment later.

"Is this the best thunder talisman? How much does it cost? Senior brother."

Another blue-robed disciple arrives.

"Two spiritual stones."

Jiang Yun responded.

"Two spiritual stones? So expensive?"

The blue-robed disciple was stunned.

Jiang Yun ignored it again. He only had this one of the best thunder talismans now. Whether the other party wanted it or not, even though he couldn't use it now, it would be great to keep it for show.

Even though the Xuan-level low-grade talisman is much more powerful than the elementary-level top-grade thunder talisman, in terms of quantity, the top-grade thunder talisman is definitely less than the Xuan-level low-grade talisman! After all, it is a one-time consumable that consumes cyan luck to refine! For

For low-level monks who lack strength, it is a rare life-saving tool.

"That's all, two spiritual stones are just two spiritual stones..."

The blue-robed disciple said helplessly, casually taking out two spiritual stones and placing them on the stall.

Jiang Yun was slightly surprised and nodded: "Well, take it."

He also thought that it would take a long time to sell this piece, but he didn't expect that it was the fastest one to sell. It seems that the price is still low...

"Thank you, senior brother."

The blue-robed disciple picked up the top-quality thunder talisman, stood up and left.

Jiang Yun glanced at the disciple briefly, and felt a little weird. He didn't expect that he had just entered the sect not long ago, and he hadn't even refined his Qi yet, and he was already being called a senior brother. But that's right, he still had three Zhang Xuan here.

A low-grade thunderstorm talisman! This is enough to show your identity and strength!

After waiting for a few moments again.

"This...senior brother? How do you sell this low-grade Xuan-level Thunderstorm Talisman?"

Another blue-robed disciple arrives.

"Eleven spiritual stones."

Jiang Yun responded.

"Eleven spiritual stones? I remember that other senior brothers only sold ten spiritual stones, right?"

The blue-robed disciple frowned.

Jiang Yun ignored it with a dull expression. He didn't have much goods to begin with, and he would have to set up stalls every day from now on. All of them were sold at normal prices. They were sold out early, so what else could he sell?

The blue-robed disciple frowned and looked at Jiang Yun for a moment, then stood up and left.

Some time passed.

"Junior brother, how can I sell a low-grade Thunderstorm Talisman?"

A senior sister in green robe arrived and looked at Jiang Yun with a strange look on her face.

"Eleven spiritual stones."

Jiang Yun still responded calmly.

"Eleven spiritual stones? So expensive? Aren't these usually ten spiritual stones? Sometimes nine spiritual stones can be purchased. Why do you need eleven spiritual stones when I get here? Junior brother, you are like this

Could it be that he was buying and selling, right?"

The senior sister in green robe raised her eyebrows slightly.

When Jiang Yun heard this, he glanced at Senior Sister Qingpao: "It's not buying and selling, it's mainly because Junior Brother I am greedy, so I sell it at this price."

"You still say no? As an outer disciple, can you still draw Xuan-level talismans?"

Senior Sister Qingpao showed a hint of disdain.

"Oh... then you just treat me as my junior brother and I buy and sell. Senior sister, do you want to buy it or not?"

Jiang Yun responded calmly, not bothering to talk to this bitch anymore.

"If you don't want to buy it, why should I buy it if you sell it at such a high price?"

"If you don't want to buy it, please leave."

"I won't leave, I'll just stay here to see how you deceive people!"

Senior Sister Qingpao put her hands on her hips and immediately shouted to the surroundings: "Come and see, this shameless outer disciple is buying and reselling the Xuan-level low-grade thunderstorm talisman for ten spiritual stones, but he dares to sell eleven spiritual stones. Everyone.

Come and get to know him, and remember his stinky face. There are brothers and sisters in Fulu Peak who sell Xuan-level talismans. Don’t sell talismans to him in the future! He is a shameless profiteer!"

As soon as the sound came out, there was a commotion all around, and many disciples looked this way.

Jiang Yun didn't pay much attention, but glanced at the women in green robes with proud faces in front of him, then closed his eyes and sat up quietly.

"Yo? Looking at you like this, how confident are you? Which peak are you a disciple of?"

The voices of the ladies in green robes sounded again.

Jiang Yun still closed his eyes and ignored it.

"Hey! I'm asking you something! Did you hear that? How dare a mere outer disciple be so arrogant? Has he really made you proud?"

The displeased voices of the ladies in green robes came.

"Oh? I wonder which peak this senior sister is a disciple of?"

Jiang Yun asked quietly.

"Hmph, your aunt, I am Qiu Jiao'er, an inner disciple of Dan Dao Peak. What? Do you still want to compete with me?"

The ladies in blue robes even sounded disdainful.

"Okay, I will tell our Senior Brother Chu Yi from Youlong Peak later that you want to spar with Senior Sister Qiu Jiaoer from Dandao Peak. Your junior brother, I, Jiang Yun, am just an outer disciple of Youlong Peak. I can come at any time."

Senior sister, you are welcome to come and give me advice. Senior sister, you just need to make an appointment."

Jiang Yun said quietly.

"You...you...what did you say?? Do you recognize Chu Yi from Youlong Peak!?"

I heard the green-robed ladies' voices tremble slightly.

At this time, Jiang Yun just closed his eyes and did not respond.

"You...who are you going to compete with your senior brother Chu Yi? You're crazy! Humph!"

The ladies in green robes snorted rather sternly, followed by the sound of footsteps leaving quickly...

Jiang Yun opened his eyes and looked at the back of the girl who was retreating in a panic. She couldn't help but shake her head. This girl is really unreasonable. Fortunately, he has now gotten to know Senior Brother Chu Yi, otherwise it would not be easy to set up a stall.
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The stall was set up for a while again.

Some disciples came and asked about the price, but none of them bought it.

Jiang Yun saw that the time was almost up, so he closed the stall and started walking around. Because the staff here had obviously changed, he was going to look for luck targets to see if there was any good luck.

After wandering around for more than half of the circle, Jiang Yun stopped in front of a stall.

There was only one flying magic weapon placed on this stall, which was a broad long sword that looked ordinary. And the stall owner was a green-robed disciple.

Jiang Yun couldn't help but feel moved, and stepped forward to ask: "Senior brother, how do you sell this flying magic weapon of yours?"

This was the first time he saw someone selling flying equipment here, and he was already interested in flying equipment and had long wanted to get one for fun.


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