After a night of silence, the next morning, Qingyang asked the waiter to bring some food to the room, leaving Yu Mengmiao in the room to practice. He tidied up a little, and then took his few magical weapons from the Drunken Immortal Gourd.
He took it out, wrapped it in a bag and went out.
There are many types of shops on the streets of Yuling City. There are not only specialized shops that sell and buy various monks' common supplies, but also large comprehensive shops. The only difference is the size of the power behind them. The quality of the things sold in such shops is guaranteed.
But generally they are a bit more expensive. If you want to buy cheap things, you have to go to the markets formed by casual cultivators.
Because it is a market formed spontaneously by casual cultivators in private, there is no need to pay any fees, so the transaction price is relatively low, and many of them are in the form of barter. However, the casual cultivators market is a mixed bag, and the quality is not the same.
It's easy to say, it still depends on everyone's vision.
Qingyang was going to a large market located in a mixed area of scattered cultivators. He had already inquired about the specific location yesterday. After leaving the house in the morning, he went straight to that market.
The market is located in an open space near the main street in the scattered cultivator area. This open space is about dozens of acres in size. Perhaps because it is still early, there are thousands of stalls sparsely placed on the open space, and there are still many open spaces.
, new stall owners come to open stalls from time to time.
Each stall is very simple, probably to keep the transaction confidential. It is covered with mats on three sides, and the floor is covered with a large piece of rag. There are not many customers visiting the market at this time, only more than a hundred people in total.
, the scale is similar to that of an ordinary market in a rural village.
Qingyang strolled to the first stall. The stall owner was a gray-haired old man with a cultivation level of the ninth level of the Pulse Opening Realm. He exuded a faint smell of herbs. He should be an alchemist.
There are several common elixirs and some elixirs on his stall. However, the quality of the elixirs seems to be very low, much worse than those sold in the shop. However, the stall owner's asking price is not high, and for the capsules
For the shy casual cultivator, it is still worth it.
Naturally, Qingyang doesn't like such elixirs. Although low-quality elixirs are helpful for cultivation, they also contain more impurities. After practicing, you need to spend a lot of energy to remove the impurities, which is a bit troublesome.
, not to mention that he is not short of elixirs now.
The items in the second stall were more miscellaneous. At the front were a few elixirs that were not old enough, and then a damaged low-grade magic weapon. Next to it was the corpse of a low-grade monster. Inside was
A few unknown pieces of weapon-refining materials were mixed with two handwritten cultivation techniques.
The stall owner is a monk at the eighth level of the Meridian Opening Realm. He is about forty years old. He has a goatee, two mung bean eyes that are rolling around, and a slender neck. He looks like the reincarnation of a turtle spirit.
I don't know where he found so many miscellaneous things.
The third stall is a middle-aged woman, but her cultivation level is very high, she is actually in the Qi refining stage. There are a lot of things in her stall, mainly a dozen low-grade talismans and some talisman-making materials. Talisman pens, talisman paper
, cinnabar mixed with monster essence and blood, etc.
Qingyang hesitated for a long time, and finally exchanged the bow he got from Shenjian Li for a talisman pen that was also a low-grade magic weapon. Then he used his persuasive tongue to ask the stall owner to spare his life.
A stack of talisman paper and a small bottle of cinnabar mixed with the essence and blood of monsters, ready to try to refine the talisman after returning.
As for the low-grade magic talisman from the stall owner, Qingyang was reluctant to buy it. It was a one-time consumable and was too luxurious to use, not to mention that he still had three of them.
After that, Qingyang walked all the way and found that there were sellers of everything. Common elixirs, talismans, magic weapons, and array disks were the most common. Uncommon ones included various refining materials, ores, spiritual herbs, monster materials, etc.
Etc., there are also many other exercises, spells, knowledge about cultivating immortals, etc.
In addition, there are many strange and weird things that even Qingyang cannot recognize. Some of them contain a little spiritual energy, and some simply look like mundane objects. However, the stall owner praises them as if they are peerless treasures, which makes people feel uncomfortable.
I couldn't help but doubt my own vision.
Looking at the thing in front of them, many people couldn't help but wonder. Could it be that this thing is like an antique in the secular world? It looks inconspicuous, but it is actually an unborn treasure waiting to be discovered by oneself. Once you buy it, you can
Is it equal to picking up a leak? Should I take a gamble?
Qingyang was also very moved, but he just thought about it. He had a lot of spiritual stones, and he still had a lot of things to buy, so he couldn't waste them on them. Besides, he didn't have the vision for this. How could there be so many in the world?
Are you waiting to pick it up yourself? Why don’t the stall owners who own these things keep them for themselves? Are they all fools?
Before he knew it, he had seen more than half of the entire market. It was already close to noon. He walked a few steps further and came to the stall of a middle-aged man.
This man is about forty years old, but his cultivation level is at the ninth level of the Pulse Opening Realm. His foundation in cultivating immortals should be considered relatively good among casual cultivators. He did not come alone. There was a ten-year-old man sitting next to him.
The little girl in front is probably his daughter.
There was only one thing on their stall. It was dark and seemed to be a piece of soft armor. This thing is a defensive magic weapon, and the price is much more expensive than the offensive magic weapon. For low-level casual cultivators,
For example, if your wealth is limited, the first thing you need to ensure is your own attack power. It is difficult to have the extra financial resources to buy defensive weapons for self-defense, so it is difficult to sell such things.
Perhaps because there had been no customers for a long time, the man looked listless. When he saw Qingyang coming, he suddenly became energetic and asked: "Fellow Taoist, do you need a defensive magical weapon? Do you want to take a look?
This soft armor?”
Qingyang stopped, picked up the soft armor, looked at it, and said, "How can I sell this soft armor?"
The middle-aged man said: "This is a defensive middle-grade magic weapon called the Dragon Armor. It is made from a whole piece of Dragon Skin that has just been advanced. It has amazing defensive power. It can be used by monks below the Pulse Opening Realm.
It's almost impossible to break through the defense. If you really want it, you can take away the three spiritual stones."
"Three spiritual stones? So expensive?"
Qingyang couldn't help but frowned when he heard this. No wonder no one paid attention to this middle-aged man's display all morning. This thing is really too expensive for casual cultivators. Three spiritual stones, many cultivators in the open pulse realm can't save in their lifetime.
So many, three spiritual stones were exchanged for only such an inconspicuous piece of soft armor, which was really a bit of a luxury.
But think about it again, an ordinary offensive mid-grade magic weapon costs about two spiritual stones, and selling this dragon armor for three spiritual stones doesn't seem too expensive. This is a life-saving thing, maybe at a critical moment