Gou Zai God seeks longevity

Chapter 39
"Several fellow daoists entered the trade fair for the first time, so let's give a brief introduction."

"Fellow daoists can exchange and trade freely, and the treasures that many fellow daoists like will be won by the one with the highest price."

The purpose of the trade fair is to exchange what is needed, mainly to exchange resources.

The shops in Fangshi in the outer district are closed, and the underground trade fair is the only way to obtain resources for casual repairs on site.

"The exchange is over, fellow daoists can trade freely, and I will also sell the precious resources flowing from the inner city."

"I'll come first!"

"Three monster-hunting talismans, are there any fellow daoists interested?"

The white-haired old man sitting on Fang Wu's left spoke first, and took out three strange yellow talisman papers.

Monster seeker?
The monks went to the wilderness to hunt and kill monsters. Many casual cultivators would buy a few monster-seeking talismans to look for traces of monsters.

The price is not too expensive, a monster hunting talisman and a spirit stone.

When Jia Ren was hunting monsters with Yang Shengwu, he bought a few.

The sensing range of the monster-seeking talisman is not large, no more than two miles at most, and the duration is limited.

Now... what's the use of buying a Broken Monster Seeking Talisman?

Could it be possible to sense the arrival of the monks of the Five Elements Sect?
"Old Taoist Wu, don't embarrass yourself with the monster-seeking talisman. The last time I failed the auction, I don't have a long memory at all."

"A majestic talisman master only knows how to find demon talismans. If you learn a talisman to ward off evil spirits, you have already gone to the inner city."

The old man with white hair was ashamed when he heard the words.

"Hey, the old Taoist got half of the broken book, which only records the monster-seeking talisman..."

Wu Laodao earned a lot of spirit stones by relying on the monster-hunting talisman, and his life was quite nourishing.

Unexpectedly, there was an evil in the mist, and the battle between the Five Elements School and Wanshou Mountain ensued.

The monster-seeking talisman could not be sold, and life became more and more difficult.

Jia Ren took a few extra glances at Wu Laodao, but he didn't expect to see a talisman maker in the casual practice in the outer city.

It's a pity that only the monster-seeking talisman has been mastered.

In comparison, it is easier to obtain.

Jia Ren didn't rush to speak.Wu Laodao is not at the end of the mountain, so he is definitely not willing to sell the monster-seeking talisman skill, even if he sells it, the price will not be affordable.

The monster-seeking talisman passed the auction without any suspense, and the next fellow Taoist came up and said that he was selling magic weapons.

Most of them are low-grade artifacts of unknown origin. There are a large number of them, and they are most likely obtained by looting.

There are not many casual cultivators who are interested, and no one cares.

The monks took turns to go into battle, took out the backlog of pills and treasures in their hands, and sold them for exchange.

"I want to buy Ling rice for one catty of four broken spirits."

The buyer was full of anticipation, looked around, but no one responded, so he had to sit down resentfully.

Datong rice shop sells four broken spirits by a catty, and many casual practitioners think it is too expensive and don't buy it.

The rice shop has long been closed, and Sanxiu doesn't have much food in his hands, so he is eating his money.

How can you fill your stomach without Lingmi?

Monster meat?
Sorry, the price is more expensive.

With no food in hand, I panicked.

The low-level casual cultivators are far from reaching the bigu realm.

After the war between the two cases, Lingmi became a strategic resource and was completely out of food.

This is also the method of the Five Elements Sect.

No matter how much you can hide, how long can you last without Bigu Pill and Lingmi?
The casual cultivators are not stupid, they already understood the Five Elements Sect's thoughts and their future situation.

Even if there is a lot of food in hand, no one is willing to sell it.

It is easy to sell, but difficult to buy back.

A catty of Ling rice with four broken spirits is not cheap, and the price will be even higher in the future.

"Sell one spirit turtle, only exchange for spirit rice."

The thin-faced middle-aged man took out a spirit turtle the size of a washbasin from the spirit animal bag.

The tortoise is the spirit beast of this person, under its control, its limbs and head retract into the shell, lying motionless on the stone table.

Is this the man who is looking for a woman surnamed Wang to cultivate double cultivation?

Finally found the right owner!
"The highest bidder gets it!"

A thin, middle-aged man's voice came, saying that he had no Lingmi in his hand and was hungry three times a day.

Datong Rice Shop sells rice at a high price, and is reluctant to buy more.

I thought that after a while, the situation will improve and the price of rice will fall, so why waste more money.

This is also the mentality of a normal casual cultivator. It is not easy to earn spirit stones, so save as much as you can.

Anwen didn't come, what was waiting was the battle between the Five Elements Sect and Wanshou Mountain.

Nowadays, it is difficult to buy Lingmi, not to mention the high price of Lingmi.

It's not that he didn't think about eating the spirit turtle. He thought that the trade fair would be in a few days, so he endured it.

Eat the spirit beast?

There is not much turtle meat, so it is better to replace the spirit turtle with Lingmi, which can last longer.

Turtle?

Still alive?

Monster meat is also a rarity, and its value is not low, and the casual cultivators are all tempted.

A spirit turtle weighs about 30 jin. If the shell and inedible parts are removed, it would be good to have [-] jin of meat.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you think about selling spirit stones?"

The skinny middle-aged man didn't even look at the casual cultivators who were asking questions, and didn't bother to respond.

"Fifty catties of Lingmi."

Fifty catties of lingmi are far inferior to 30 catties of spirit turtles, and the value of monster meat is higher than that of lingmi.

The spirit turtle is a low-level monster, and the turtle shell is the material for making a low-grade defensive magic weapon. At least ten spirit stones can be sold.

Today is different from the past, people don't have much food in their hands, and those who can take out [-] catties of Lingmi to buy spirit turtles are big families.

"55 catties of Lingmi."

Fifty catties of Lingmi can't scare everyone, there are still casual cultivators with a little wealth.

"58 catties of green bud rice."

"Thirty catties of white corn!"

White corn is of higher quality than green sprouted rice, and the normal price is Ersuiling per catty, which is equivalent to sixty catties of green sprouted rice.

The farther you go, the smaller the price increase.

Sanxiu didn't have much in stock, so if he took out so much Lingmi, he might be emptying his family.

You can't stop eating Lingmi just for a bite of turtle meat.

"63 catties of Lingmi."

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer monks raising prices, Jia Ren stepped in.

There was only one competitor left, and the two sides were relatively restrained, adding a catty of Lingmi every time they bid, and no one wanted to be taken advantage of.

In the end, Jia Ren raised the price to seventy catties of Lingmi, and there was no competitor.

"Jia Daoyou is rich."

The thin middle-aged man smiled and handed over the turtle, looking expectantly at Jia Ren.

There wasn't enough broken Lingmi, so Jia Ren had to take out the [-]-jin bag of rice, pour out [-] Jin of Lingmi and hand it to him.

One hand is Lingmi, the other hand is Linggui.

"Does Fellow Daoist Jia want to sell the remaining thirty catties of Lingmi?"

There are very few casual cultivators who bid, and they are all people with sufficient reserves of spiritual rice.

There are not many Lingmi, and there are more casual cultivators who have nowhere to buy.

Can't sell!
Seventy catties of Lingmi is already enviable, but if you dare to sell Lingmi, doesn't that mean you have more Lingmi in hand?

"I'm sorry, Jia has limited spiritual rice. I wouldn't have taken out the spiritual rice if I didn't need the spirit turtle urgently."

"Which Taoist friend is willing to sell spirit rice, I am willing to buy five broken spirits for one catty."

Jia Ren quickly put away the rice bag to avoid trouble.

Explain that there is no Lingmi in hand, but the casual practitioners don't believe it.

On the contrary, buying Lingmi at a high price is far more convincing than an explanation.

Begging to buy Lingmi distracted his attention, and successfully brought the price of rice to the era of Wu Sui Ling.

"Fellow Daoist Jia, save some life, we have long since had no spiritual rice to cook."

"Buy Lingmi with five broken spirits for a catty, fellow Taoists who have a lot of Lingmi don't hide it."

Even with the price increase, there is still no one who sells Lingmi.

Lingmi is eaten less and less, and the price will only get higher and higher until a way to break the situation is found.

(End of this chapter)