Chapter five hundred and fifty-four, the Prophet cannot be wronged
What shop owners like most is to receive barbarians.
Because they are too upright.
Too deceptive.
At the lowest price, you can collect precious animal teeth and bones and elixirs. Animal teeth and bones are excellent materials whether they are used to make decorations for the rich or to polish weapons.
As for elixirs, there are always unexpected surprises.
Because there are often rare and valuable elixirs among them.
"You order it yourself." Xiaonian has been here several times and is very familiar with the process.
Then several tribal warriors carried out the supplies.
The shop owner took a closer look, extremely surprised, and his eyes were full of joy: "Oh my God, there are so many good things. The skeleton of the Fox King, the teeth of the Saber Leopard, the skin of the Qinglan Beast..."
This time the Yelang Clan sent too many things, and they were of very good quality. The skins of several large ferocious beasts were very precious.
"I can give you one hundred spiritual stones for this shipment." The shop owner said with a smile, "It's already very high."
Because the value of these things is too high.
Therefore, it is generally not necessary to trade with mortal money, but with spiritual stones.
As for the price...
It's definitely on the low side.
As for how low it is, it depends on the conscience of the shop owner.
In fact, the barbarian tribes all know this, but there is no way, business must still be done, otherwise the accumulated things cannot be sold, and the needed supplies cannot be exchanged.
So generally you can only suffer a loss.
"No, it's too low." Xiaonian refused with a firm attitude.
The store owner was surprised by this.
Have these barbarians learned to bargain?
"How much do you want?" the shop owner asked.
Xiao Nian said seriously: "If you don't give me a conscientious price, I will refuse. Don't think that we are stupid and easy to bully. We just don't want to care about it."
With the Prophet and the Immortal Magic, the entire Yelang clan has gained a lot of confidence.
"If you can't give me a good price here, then I'll go elsewhere."
The shop owner couldn't understand why a small tribe called the Night Wolf clan suddenly became so stubborn. It was really unreasonable.
Normally, he would definitely not give these barbarians a good look.
but now......
They brought so many good things.
I am really reluctant to leave this good business to others.
"Okay, okay, I'll give you a fair price." The shop owner reluctantly said, "Five hundred spiritual stones, no matter how high it is, there will be no price."
Suddenly it was five times worse.
This shows how much advantage the barbarians usually take.
Xiaonian snorted: "That's pretty much it."
Soon the two parties completed the transaction.
The shop owner happily counted the goods, while Xiao Nian left with the others.
"Sister Xiaonian, why are we so tough this time? If the business collapses, it will be difficult to find other trading shops in a short time. The clan leader will definitely scold us." A tribal warrior asked in a low voice.
Xiao Nian replied: "Our clan is not what it used to be. We can't continue to be bullied by others."
"And I want to buy immortal cultivators' books for Lord Prophet, so I can't live without spiritual stones! All the spiritual stones that the tribe usually digs out in the mountains have been turned in, and we don't have any spiritual stones."
"Don't you want to buy inferior books for the Prophet?"
The tribal warriors looked at each other and shook their heads.
How can it be.
They can be a little picky about themselves.
But the prophet must not be wronged in the slightest.
"That's it." Xiao Nian said proudly: "So we must earn more spiritual stones."
After saying that, Xiaonian happily took the tribe warriors to the monk trading market in Broken Pulse City.
Five hundred spiritual stones is already an unimaginable amount of money for ordinary people.
Even if you are a casual cultivator of Qi refining, it is not easy to come up with so many spiritual stones.
Broken Pulse City is also within the jurisdiction of Fenglei Sect.
There are not many casual practitioners here.
But there is also a small market dedicated to monks.
Today, two monks came to the small market.
A man and a woman, wearing white and purple Taoist robes, looked extraordinary. The other monks couldn't help but disperse in awe when they saw the two, because their Taoist robes had already identified their identities.
He is a disciple of Fenglei Sect.
Of course, those who flaunted themselves as disciples of Fenglei were obviously not very powerful disciples, they were just two outer disciples in the Qi refining stage.
However, although he is only a disciple in the Qi refining stage, his status is already extraordinary.
"Junior Sister, I heard that your realm has reached a bottleneck recently, why don't Senior Brother buy you a bottle of Spirit Control Pill? It is very effective in breaking through the Qi Refining Period." The man said with a smile.
The female cultivator smiled sweetly: "Thank you very much, senior brother."
"Why are you so polite with senior brother?"
The two of them talked intimately and walked very close to each other. It was obvious that they had a chance to become Taoist companions.
"Actually, my qualifications are not good enough, so I can't be valued by the elders. I only practice the most common skills. If there are better skills, maybe this so-called bottleneck will no longer exist." The female cultivator sighed.
tone.
When the senior brother heard this, he just expressed a few words of relief and had no solution.
That's how it was originally.
Those with good qualifications should practice good skills.
Those with poor qualifications practice ordinary exercises.
But ordinary exercises themselves are not good enough, and it is naturally more difficult to catch up with those disciples with good qualifications. This is a helpless fact no matter where it is placed.
This kind of thing is too common.
Just then, they heard a voice not far away.
"Hello, do you have any books about immortal cultivators? No, no, I don't want the exercises, I just want some monks' travel notes, monster illustrations, and maps about Northern Xinjiang. It would be great if you have them."
Who would buy such useless stuff.
Wouldn’t it be nice to buy elixirs with spiritual stones?
The two of them looked at each other to see who it was.
Turns out to be a barbarian?
Wait, the aura of this barbarian girl...
"Monk?" The two looked at each other and nodded with determination.
And it is definitely not the kind of rubbish method given by Fenglei Sect, but a very advanced method, much more advanced than what they practice.
It is also because these barbarians cannot hide their aura, so they are easily seen.
Normally, no monk would release his aura so openly and openly.
After all, Lin Xi never taught.
"Which tribe is this? Seven or eight people are all monks! Although their level is very low, the skills they practice are very advanced." The female cultivator was extremely surprised.
Is there such a tribe in Cangyu Mountain?
Senior brother's eyes rolled: "Let's go up and have a look."
At this moment, Xiao Nian happened to complete a transaction with a casual cultivator, and spent all five hundred spirit stones in exchange for three travel notes, a spirit illustrated book, and dozens of worn-out maps.
The map is not a map of the entire northern Xinjiang. It only marks some common immortal cities and sects, and is not comprehensive.
These things aren't worth much.
Five hundred spirit stones are definitely a loss.
But these things are indeed useful to Lin Xi.
So it’s hard to say whether it’s really a loss or not.
Xiao Nian happily held the travel map, imagining the surprised expression on Lord Prophet's face when he returned, and she felt satisfied.
"Friends, please stay." The female nun shouted.
Xiao Nian and others stopped.
"Excuse me, what's the matter?" Xiao Nian looked very alert, because Grandpa said that you must be careful when dealing with people outside and don't trust others easily.
The senior brother said kindly: "We are disciples of Fenglei Sect. I wonder which tribe you are from?"
"It turns out that he is the immortal master of Fenglei Sect. I have admired him for a long time." Xiao Nian said quickly: "We are just a small tribe, not worth mentioning. We have finished shopping and are leaving. Say goodbye."
The people of the Nightwolf clan immediately chose to leave.
They don't want to cause any trouble.
So I just want to leave quickly.
"Hey, wait a minute." The female cultivator shouted hurriedly.
But Xiao Nian and the others had already disappeared around the corner of the street.