Gou Zai God seeks longevity

Chapter 44
Jia Ren didn't expect to hear such a secret by accident, but felt chills all over his body.

The world of cultivating immortals is dangerous, and I have a deep understanding.

Unexpectedly, I was so close to danger again and again.

The safety of the old stone house cannot be guaranteed, so Jia Ren ran away in time to avoid trouble.

If not, he would be the one to be slaughtered as a fat sheep!
Jia Ren stared at the two, as if he wanted to engrave them in his mind.

Fang Wu and Qi Yulong were on his blacklist, so they should stay at a respectful distance.

Jia Ren didn't leave, just sat where he was.

Practice the tortoise breath technique tirelessly to improve your proficiency.

Past experience tells me that hard work and sweat cannot be let down.

With a proficiency panel, every effort can be rewarded, which is quite commendable.

It's not far from the turtle's breathing technique breaking through to the master level, just spend a little more time.

Time passed, and it was time for the underground trade fair to reopen.

The underground trade fair was brightly lit, and more and more casual practitioners arrived.

The invasion of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain and the burning of spiritual fields in the Great Barren Mountain have just happened, and the risk has increased, but it still cannot extinguish the enthusiasm of casual practitioners to come to the underground trade fair.

The most important thing is... to buy Lingmi.

Dahuangshan is the largest source of spiritual rice, thousands of acres of spiritual fields were burned, and the loss was quite terrible.

The Five Elements Sect also has other sources of spiritual rice, but the number of spiritual rice has decreased, so it must be given priority to the monks of the Five Elements Sect.

Loose cultivators at the bottom will face the problem of rice shortage.

There was a sense of urgency on San Xiu's face.

The more Lingmi you buy, the better.

The number of casual repairs has increased a lot compared to last time. It should be that the old stone house was built within seven days and newcomers were added.

Compared with the previous trade fair, the number of people in the underground trade fair reached 150, which is very lively.

Fang Wu glanced over the casual cultivators and counted the number of people.

140 nine people, three people missing.

There was no trace of Jia Ren.

Before Fang Wu could announce the start of the trade fair, the impatient casual cultivator shouted first.

"Purchasing Ling rice, six broken spirits for one catty."

Sanxiu, who was pale and emaciated from hunger, called out to buy Lingmi at a high price, but no one responded.

At the last trade fair, casual cultivators still had more or less grain in their hands, so it would be no problem to persist for a while.

After seven days, casual cultivators who had little food in stock began to go hungry, so they could only buy Lingmi at a high price.

"I want to buy green bud rice and ordinary rice, the price is up to you."

A weak voice came, the price rose from six broken spirits per catty to seven broken spirits per catty, and still no one sold it.

The price of ordinary rice is also bought with broken spirits, and they also get nothing.

"Exchange the low-grade magic weapon for fifteen catties of spiritual rice."

"Excellent Lingya Pill for seven catties of Lingmi."

Different from the previous two trade fairs, the types of transactions are relatively extensive and complete.Sanxiu's urgent desire for hunger and food, Lingmi has become a well-deserved hard currency.

Jia Ren found Wu Laodao's figure in the crowd. He was no longer calm and anxious as before.

"The monster-seeking talisman is on sale, five monster-seeking talismans...only six catties of Lingmi."

"There are so many Lingmi, don't hide any more!"

"Who has a lot of Lingmi, sell me a few catties, the price is easy to negotiate."

All sales are settled in Lingmi.

The buyers are all Lingmi without exception, and as a result... no one can sell a thing.

Up to now, I don't have enough Lingmi to eat, and I'm afraid no one will be willing to sell Lingmi.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, don't you want to buy Lingya Pill? The Lingya Pill from Danding Pavilion is of high quality. If I hadn't run out of options, I wouldn't exchange it for Lingmi. Please do me a few catties."

"If you get Lingmiduo, the price can be cheaper."

Sanxiu surnamed Shen has a close relationship with Fang Wu, so he must have a special way to buy Lingmi.

Compared with other casual cultivators whose bodies and faces are thinner than the naked eye, the casual cultivator surnamed Shen can still maintain his original figure, and his face is radiant, which is the best proof that he is not short of food.

"Fellow Daoist is joking, I don't have any food left."

A loose cultivator surnamed Shen is not a fool, how could he not understand the other party's sinister intentions.

Holding a large amount of spirit stones earned from building an old stone house in his hand, he felt uneasy.

Make another Lingmi, I think he didn't die fast enough!

Facing the glances of the crowd, Sanxiu Shen surnamed was uneasy.

"The trade fair starts, everyone exchanges with each other." Fang Wu seemed to see the predicament of the loose cultivator surnamed Shen, and helped out.

A new exchange has started, and the only thing I want to exchange is Lingmi.

As you can imagine, all exchanges failed.

No one took out even a single grain of rice.

Sanxiu's expression was not good, they understood one thing, Lingmi became harder and harder to buy.

"Fang Daoyou, you said seven days ago that you would sell Lingmi. I don't know if the Lingmi will be delivered?"

The casual cultivators ventured here in order to get the Lingmi promised by Fang Wu.

This is also the only way they can get Lingmi.

Fang Wu heard this, with a bitter expression on his face, "I'm afraid I will disappoint fellow Taoists."

"It was agreed to send thousands of catties of spiritual rice today, but I didn't expect that there would be a big event of burning the spiritual fields. The spiritual rice was also seized."

"Five Elements Sect monks are solving the problem, and there should be an answer in a few days."

When the casual cultivators heard the words, their hearts sank. Before they could get angry, Fang Wu added: "In order not to chill the hearts of fellow Taoists, I am willing to take out all the grain in my hand and sell it to fellow Taoists."

"Daoist Gao Yi!"

"Fang Daoyou is still kind!"

I thought that I couldn't buy Lingmi, but I didn't expect that Liu'an Huaming would be another village.

More people watched with cold eyes, quietly watching Fang Wu's performance.

Take out your own food storage?
How many Lingmi can there be?
I'm afraid it's a reluctance to sell, and sell the highest price with the least amount of Lingmi.

"There are five hundred catties of spiritual rice in total. I hope that fellow Taoists who don't have much food can last for a few days."

"Who should Lingmi sell to?"

Five hundred catties of spiritual rice was not a small amount to put on a casual cultivator.

Distributed to each casual repair head, each person can only get two catties.

Guarantee at most that you will not starve to death for seven days.

Who to sell the five hundred catties of Lingmi to is the biggest question.

Everyone wants to monopolize five hundred catties of Lingmi.

"In order not to allow one person to monopolize it, and other fellow daoists have no food, the Lingmi will be auctioned at the rate of one catty to ensure fairness."

Profiteer!

I have to admit that Fang Wu is a qualified businessman.

Simply selling to one person is not easy to ask for a price, and it will cause public outrage.

A catty of ling rice is auctioned, which can not only ensure the maximum profit, but also sell a high price per jin of ling rice.It can also guarantee that the underground trade fair will continue to open because it cannot buy Lingmi.

Lingmi cannot be purchased at the trade fair, the trust of casual cultivators has collapsed, and the trade fair will also be cold.

Do it all.

The casual cultivators understood Fang Wu's thoughts, but there was nothing they could do.

Who told them to rely on Fang Wu to buy Lingmi?

"The first Lingmi, the starting price is one broken spirit."

One piece of spirit is one catty, the price seems to be conscience, but in fact...it gives people the idea that anyone can take advantage of it and get involved.

The problem is... It is destined to be impossible to buy Lingmi at this price.

The more people competing, the higher the auction price.

Loose cultivators ran out of food, and many people were already hungry, so they bought more Lingmi at all costs.

"Seven Broken Spirits!"

(End of this chapter)