I am a mortal, a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain

Jiang Yun began to observe the nearby stalls, and soon saw a good spiritual herb at one of the stalls.

"How many spirit stones are there for this Four Winds Grass?"

"Fellow Daoist has really good eyesight. Very few monks know about this kind of spiritual herb. This spiritual herb is three hundred years old. You only need two hundred and forty spirit stones to take it away."

"Huh? But according to my observation, it's only about two hundred and fifty years old, but the preservation and picking techniques are good. The value should be around two hundred spirit stones. You're selling it too expensive."

"Just two hundred and forty spirit stones, just leave if you don't buy it, don't delay my business!"

After visiting the booth for an hour, Jiang Yun discovered a problem.

That is, the things on these stalls are generally about 10% to 20% higher than the market price, and it is very difficult for him to bargain when he goes shopping.

According to classification, there are three types of stall owners.

The first category of stall owners will drive people away when they hear bargaining.

The second type of stall owners will chatter and sell, which is annoying.

The third category of stall owners kept silent, closed their eyes and meditated.

But one thing in common is that these three types are not willing to cut prices.

Jiang Yun finally understood that this was because there were too many customers, and all the stall owners thought they could find a fool to sell things at a higher price.

At this time, Jiang Yun was communicating with the stall owner again at a stall. Jiang Yun valued two spiritual fruits, which could be refined into good pills, but the stall owner also offered 10% more than the market price and refused to lower the price. The second type.

At this time, an old man in the early stage of foundation establishment came to the booth.

I saw the old man wearing a black robe, with two walnut-sized white jade skull artifacts coiled in his left hand, his thin fingers turned flexibly, and the artifacts turned round and round in his palm, and raised his right hand to point to a black plant. Banana.

The old man's hoarse voice sounded: "How much?"

The stall owner's chattering sales voice stopped abruptly when the old man appeared, and the stall owner replied nervously: "300 spirit stones."

Jiang Yun frowned. Jiang Yun also asked the price of this item before. The stall owner offered 360 and refused to lower the price.

Seeing that the old man was silent, the stall owner said with a sad face, "290, this is really the lowest price."

Jiang Yun:.

I saw the old man staring at the stall owner with his cloudy eyes. Although the stall owner was fidgeting, he refused to lower the price again. Obviously, this price was already the limit in his heart.

In the end, the old man threw 285 spirit stones and took the things away.

Tan Zhang opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't dare to chase after him to get back the five spirit stones.

This incident seems to have opened the door to a new world for Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun ignored the stall owner who was chattering again but refused to lower the price, and left directly.

Liu Yuan is an ordinary disciple of Huangfeng Valley, because Huangfeng Valley is located in the northernmost part of Yue Kingdom, not far from the border of Yuanwu Kingdom, so he often comes to Tianxing Zongfang City to set up a stall to sell.

It's a pity that the stall has been set up for half a month, and there are very few things sold. Recently, the price of the stall has increased to four spirit stones. For a low-level disciple like him, four spirit stones is not a small number.

Just when he was troubled in his heart, a voice came over. "How do you sell this purple vine?"

Liu Yuan looked over, and instantly became vigilant in his heart.

I saw that the monk who asked the price looked about twenty years old, tall and thin, with a faint purple light in his eyes. The skin on the face turned out to be half dry, black and wrinkled, like dead tree bark, and the remaining half of the skin was extremely pale.

The exposed skin of the male cultivator was a little red, but upon careful observation, one could find that there was a thin layer of blood-attribute spiritual power covering it, which showed that the spiritual power was extremely controlled.

This monk is Jiang Yun.

Since Jiang Yun secretly changed into this attire, many monks around looked at Jiang Yun showing a little nervousness or even fear, and even met a few low-level monks who practiced heretics and evil methods, and wanted to worship Jiang Yun as the boss.

With a look of disdain on his face, Jiang Yun let these vicious-looking and weird-looking guys go away.

Little did he know that Jiang Yun's face at this moment was the real horror.

Liu Yuan saw that the person who came to ask the price turned out to be a magic cultivator in the foundation establishment period. Immediately he became nervous, and quickly said respectfully: "This senior has really good eyesight. This purple vine is three hundred years old, and it is the most valuable thing here. If you want it, you only need 250 spirit stones to take it away." After speaking, he looked at each other expectantly.

Jiang Yun was silent and did not speak, but stared at the stall owner with purple eyes.

Liu Yuan thought in his heart that something was wrong, could it be that the other party was planning to kill him and do business without money?

Although it is strictly forbidden to do anything in the city, if the other party secretly leaves a spiritual power mark on him, he will not be able to find it as a monk in the Qi training period.

And even if the mark is found, as long as the other party is not killing people within 50 miles of Fangshi and Fangshi, the patrol personnel of the Tianxing Sect will not be nosy at all.

Liu Yuan panicked and quickly changed his words: "Senior's appearance and temperament are very similar to my uncle who came with me in the late stage of foundation establishment, which makes me feel a little kind. How about it, you take 220 spirit stones away."

Liu Yuan thought to himself, he hoped that the master uncle he made up could bluff the other party.

Jiang Yun didn't answer, but the blood spirit pattern on his back stirred a little, and a stream of pure devil energy dissipated.

Under this aura, Liu Yuan felt a great sense of oppression, and his whole body's spiritual power began to slow down.

Liu Yuan begged for mercy. "200 spirit stones! It really can't be lowered! This price is really the lowest price, even if I sell it to those unscrupulous shops, it will not exceed this price!"

At this moment, Liu Yuan couldn't help crying secretly in his heart. If the other party still doesn't agree, he must be eyeing him, maybe he wants to find an opportunity to kill him outside Fangshi.

"make a deal."

Hearing Jiang Yun's words, Liu Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yun threw down the spirit stone and put the wisteria into a storage bag, then left the booth. Liu Yuan put away the Lingshi with relief.

Jiang Yun found that the identity of a monk of the magic way is really useful. For Jiang Yun, being able to save Lingshi is the truth.

Soon, it has been more than ten days since Jiang Yun entered Fangshi. These days, Jiang Yun changes his magical costume once a day, and the effect is remarkable, which really saves a lot of trouble.

Even the stall owner who had built a foundation and cultivated himself saw Jiang Yun's layer of blood and spiritual power, the pure magic energy and clear eyes in his eyes, and thought that Jiang Yun was a monk of a great sect of magic, so he didn't dare to open his mouth like a lion.

Every morning, Jiang Yun goes to the stalls, finds a restaurant to have a spiritual meal at noon, and goes to a teahouse to drink a cup of spiritual tea while shopping in the afternoon. After dinner, go shopping at the stalls, and return to the hotel to practice in the evening.

There are more than hundreds of stalls in the entire Fangshi stall area, and every day monks close the stalls and leave, and then new stalls appear.

These days, Jiang Yun has indeed bought a lot of good things, and the types of precious spiritual herbs in the green garden have increased a lot. Although the Lingshi in the storage bag has already been spent, it is definitely worth the money.

Jiang Yun kept some high-level pills specially for the purpose of bartering them for good things.

But it's a pity that the cold essence stone has not been found yet, and there are many spiritual materials that are no less than the cold essence stone.

However, Jiang Yun was not in a hurry, because his need for the Cold Crystal Hammer was not urgent. Jiang Yun now had a lot of magical weapons and treasures, which were enough to deal with various battles. The Frost Crystal Hammer is just icing on the cake rather than a timely gift.