Taoist chanting

Chapter 773 Strong buy and strong sell?

Sending Huercha away and returning to the hall, Zhang Wenfeng asked after thinking: "You Lao, if you want to exchange rare items from ghost cultivators in the Nether Realm, we have to take out the corresponding rare treasures, those who can cultivate to the fifth or sixth level Ghost cultivators have very vicious eyes, it is impossible for us to take advantage of ordinary items in Yangjian."

After getting along for so many years, they no longer avoid the little elf Lian De.

With You Lao's method, he put a defensive measure on Lian De, so that the ignorant little guy would not notice the slightest abnormality.

Yu Mengchang glanced at Lian De who was busy cleaning the tea set and reboiling water to make tea, and said casually: "Sell Lian De and his twig body to the ghost cultivator who knows the goods, and you can get some good ones in exchange. Nether Realm Spirit Grass."

Lian De almost knocked over the teacup, he hurriedly argued: "Master You, I am clumsy and worthless, please don't sell me."

You Mengchang chuckled and said: "The worthless money-losing goods should be kept as an eyesore, so let's just sell them."

Lian De quickly took a look at the faces of the two masters, knowing that Master You was making fun of him again, and that his family's life was at stake, so he said weakly, "Otherwise I won't go and stay in the cave to guard the house."

In the past few years, he has been holding his small wooden basin, and he will not let it go even when he is doing work. In the past few years, he has put the lifeblood wooden basin in his room and protected it with a wooden restraint. I have to go and see many times.

"You old man made fun of you, you really take it seriously."

At the beginning, in order to get revenge, he killed countless people, which weakened Taoist Zhang's merits and virtues a lot.

With the help of You Lao and Hu Ercha, Zhang Wenfeng is not worried about buying fake products.

The opening of the ghost market is not like the endless human beings. There are no lanterns and festoons, no other ceremonies, and it starts directly.

I was really afraid of something. He heard that there was a ghost cultivator who wanted to change him back. Lian De suddenly became nervous, his dark blue skin turned pale. Although he likes and can adapt to the cold and ghostly environment, he doesn't want to wait for a long time. In the dark place.

Zhang Daoyou, you can rest assured that the old man has a family background, you can buy whatever treasure you like, if the other party does not need such treasures as Ningmu Xuanye, I will find a way to meet the other party's request. "

"Are you worried about the price? Don't worry, you are satisfied with the old man's bid. If you are not satisfied, you don't have to sell it."

That day, Huercha took the three of them to the back mountain of Gucheng, climbed up the steps, and came to the halfway up the mountain filled with black mist.

More than a month is very short for a high-ranking monk. You Mengchang took a nap and woke up. There are only two days left before the opening of the Ghost City. He will sort out the items he will use and accompany Taoist Zhang walked up and down Gucheng, admiring the exotic scenery, and bought a few cold materials from shops in the city, so the time was easy to pass.

In the words of You Mengchang, "I'm lucky if I get it, but my life is lost!"

With the status of a living person, wearing a black ghost card, he can enter the ghost market majestically.

There are indeed a lot of good things in the ghost market, most of which are various medicinal materials, followed by jade treasures. You Mengchang made several moves on behalf of Taoist Zhang, and exchanged his purified Ningmu Xuanye for many treasures, such as rare ghost mushrooms. Shady grass, phantom ghost ginseng and other items.

Zhang Wenfeng turned around and looked, the young man who came had a solid figure and a clear face. He was wearing a scholarly blue gown, and there was no trace of a ghost on his body.

There are so many changes in ghost cultivators who have cultivated to a high level, so that outsiders can't see their footsteps, and some deliberately retain their racial characteristics.

They were blocked and attacked by two old monsters in Fuyu City, and they were exiled on the battlefield outside the territory. You Mengchang felt a little guilty, thinking that Taoist Zhang was dragged down by him.

He used the self-proclaimed "Old Man".

Just taking advantage of this opportunity, he paid back the favor for himself, and his brother still settled the score clearly.

"Forgive me, senior. I keep the ancient tree spirit below for my own use, not for sale."

Without the support of some background forces, it would have been the end of everyone shouting and beating.

Two genuine human beings suddenly appeared in the ghost market, the key is still alive, and it attracted countless attention in the ghost market at once. Waiting to see the fifth-order human headed by wearing a black ghost card on his waist, came from various halls Although the ghost cultivators have doubts, most of the ghost cultivators no longer dare to comment, lest they accidentally cause trouble to their upper body.

Lian De didn't dare to bring his wooden basin out today, and followed the master's footsteps in the tall and empty hall.

Starting from the east side of the main hall, a group of four walked along the edge to watch the treasures displayed on the ghost market, discussing the quality of the items through sound transmission, even if you see rare natural treasures, you must have the prudence to shop around and not rush into flames Let's talk about it after buying it.

Yu Mengchang let go of the little guy who couldn't help being frightened, and said: "We have a few treasures on hand, such as Ningmu Xuanye, Xuanmu Crystal, and Petrification Wood Poison. After years of refining, they are all needed by ghosts in the Nether Realm. Medicines are in short supply, and even the jade skeleton that was destroyed by the lightning strike of the city defense in Fuyu City can be sold at a good price.

Zhang Wenfeng said happily: "Then let Mr. You spend the money, and then I will see what treasures I can buy." He added jokingly: "Don't sell Lian De, I just need a tea-making and watering assistant. Hardworking boy, keep it for yourself."

There is no distinction between upper and lower realms in the Underworld, and the probability of encountering fifth- and sixth-order ghost cultivators is much higher than in the Eastern Continent.

After showing the ghost market certificate to the Yin soldiers at the gate, after checking, a group of four stepped into the mist one after another. When they reappeared, they had already arrived at a dimly lit hall with many shadowy ghost cultivators inside.

A young man's greeting came from behind: "Little brother, how about handing over this ancient tree elf you have subdued to this old man? Just ask for any treasure you need."

Walking around in a circle is very rewarding.

Facing the man in the blue shirt, Zhang Wenfeng's heart was throbbing and uneasy, and he still insisted and refused to compromise. The pressure on his body was so great that it was difficult for him to move his feet.

Old man You is really a crow's mouth, good things don't work, bad things work very well.

It's still good for the master to miss him.

Passages were opened between the main hall and the east and west side halls. The three halls were full of ghostly voices, and items from some stalls had already been taken out, rushing ahead to solicit business.

Lian De hurriedly put down the teacup in hand, and bowed his hands to show his thanks.

He knew that he had encountered a master ghost cultivator, at least a sixth-level ghost cultivator, and possibly even a seventh-level ghost cultivator.

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile, when the old and the young are together, one likes to make fun and never gets tired of it, while the other is a bit dull and tends to take jokes seriously.

Everything can be a ghost.

The man in green shirt smiled very easy-going, and at the end he made a joke, and glanced at the pale little sprite, except for his ugliness, everything about the little guy met his requirements for being used as medicine.

The surrounding ghosts laughed in agreement, showing that the identity of the man in blue was unusual.

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head slowly: "The ancient tree sprites below are not for sale, please forgive me!"

He didn't believe that in Jiuming's one-acre-three-point land, he would be bought and sold by this old ghost?
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(End of this chapter)