The cave is actually myself

Chapter 36 The secret realm’s losses start from selling tickets

"What?! Tell me to sell paper? I refuse, this is not in line with my usual habits."

In the room, when he saw the little paper man asking him to sell pieces of paper, Ma Mingyuan immediately shook his head and refused.

"Will you go if you are paid?" the little paper man had written heavily on his body.

Just now, a piece of paper was recovered from the young stall owner's three low-grade spiritual stones, causing him to fall into deep self-doubt.

Is the key to my body so worthless?Am I the kind of cave that anyone can enter casually?

Amidst this self-doubt, he took back about a dozen pieces of paper from the outer city. After returning, he suddenly had a whim and planned to ask Ma Mingyuan to sell a few pieces of paper for him.

The opportunity will not disappear, but the price of the lower grade spiritual stone will be transferred to other people.

When he heard that he was being paid, Ma Mingyuan showed a trace of hesitation on his face, but he had always been cautious and kept to himself. The thought of needing to show up made him feel uncomfortable from beginning to end.

"A technique, "Giant Ape Transformation", you can withdraw it in advance, but you need to meet some of my conditions in the future, not just selling pieces of paper for me this time."

The little paper man took out a jade slip without saying a word.

Ma Mingyuan picked up the jade slip, and his spiritual sense penetrated into it, so he could easily judge the magic of this technique.

"Okay, as long as the conditions are not too extreme, I can do it."

He collected the jade slips.

In the market, Ma Mingyuan stood in front of a small stall. There were very few goods on the stall, only five thin pieces of paper the size of a palm, and a wooden sign stood beside it.

The wooden sign reads: One hundred low-grade spiritual stones, no counter-offering.

The price of one hundred low-grade spiritual stones was finally determined by Lu Yuan after much consideration. With one hundred low-grade spiritual stones, one could enter the cave and arbitrarily pick the spiritual herbs and elixirs in the cave. It would be a huge loss!

He felt blood dripping inside him.

The loss of the secret place starts from selling tickets...

The price of the item of unknown origin was extremely high, which quickly attracted many monks passing by.

Everyone had different reactions when they saw that one hundred low-grade spiritual stones could be used to purchase a small piece of paper with an unknown purpose.

Some people turned around and left, some looked on with cold eyes, and some even sneered.

"One hundred spiritual stones to buy a piece of paper? I'll buy an elixir. Isn't it fragrant?"

"I heard from the stall owner that it was the key to a secret realm. I don't know how credible it is."

"He said that the secret realm is the secret realm? I think he is treating people as fools!"

"That's right, it's okay if these hundred low-grade spiritual stones can't buy you the chance to enter the secret realm, but I'm afraid it will buy you a spiritual position."

Amid the commotion, some people couldn't restrain their curiosity and stepped forward to ask.

"Fellow Taoist, what mystery does this piece of paper contain? Does it require a hundred low-grade spiritual stones?"

Ma Mingyuan folded his hands on his chest and explained coldly.

"This is the key to a secret place. When the opportunity comes, it will guide you to the secret place."

"There are many spiritual herbs in the secret territory, which are safe and reliable, and it is very likely that you will return with a rewarding experience."

"As for the secret realm, it's more related. I'm sorry to say too much. The interests are too involved, so I understand it naturally."

After saying that, he stopped paying attention and closed his eyes to rest. There was only a small paper figure on his shoulder looking at everyone with empty eyes.

The extraordinary strength of the little paper man brought a little more persuasiveness to the pieces of paper on the stall, causing several people to stop and watch quietly.

Soon, news spread like wildfire that there was an intermediate qi-training monk in the market selling a piece of paper for a hundred low-grade spiritual stones.

More than an hour later, an ordinary monk with a face covered came to the stall.

"I want one." The masked monk handed Ma Mingyuan a black bag.

"it is good."

Ma Mingyuan counted the number of spirit stones, and after confirming that they were correct, handed a piece of paper to the masked monk.

The masked monk took the piece of paper, quickly passed through the crowd, and disappeared not far away.

Some time ago, the masked monk was invited by his companion, and the two of them went to a secret place together under the guidance of a piece of paper in his companion's hand.

In the secret realm, his companion died unexpectedly, but he escaped by chance, and the spirit grass and medicine he brought back sold for nearly six hundred low-grade spirit stones.

After returning, he originally thought that after his companion passed away, he would have no chance to enter the secret realm again, but unexpectedly, he occasionally heard someone selling pieces of paper in the market, and the description was very similar to the piece of paper his companion once held.

The masked monk hurried over and bought one.

The last time he was in the secret realm, he accidentally observed that as long as you were on the outermost edge of the secret realm, you would be safe. There were also many spiritual herbs and elixirs on the outer edge. As long as the number accumulated more, you could make a lot of money.

One hundred low-grade spirit stones, worth it!

People near the stall looked at the masked monk who disappeared from everyone's eyes and talked incessantly.

"Thor! It must be Thor!"

"Even if it's not entrusted, then there is something wrong with the brain, and the practice has damaged the brain!"

"There are so many fools and there are not enough liars!"

During the discussion, a handsome monk walked to Ma Mingyuan's booth.

"Senior Brother Ma, I didn't expect to see you in the city. Last time that paper figurine chased you in the past, I thought something bad might happen to you!"

"I didn't expect you, senior brother, to be able to escape from that terrifying paper figurine.

Huh... this is it? "

He looked at the little paper man sitting obediently on Ma Mingyuan's shoulder with an expression of surprise.

He looked at the little paper man, and then at the piece of paper that obviously came from the paper man. He seemed to have thought of something, clasped his hands in his fists, and said with admiration:

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Ma, you not only escaped successfully, but also subdued that little paper man. I admire you very much."

"Junior brother thought too much, and I was just helping senior paper figurine." Ma Mingyuan said frankly.

The handsome monk was dubious and raised Ma Mingyuan's importance in his heart by two levels.

Whether it is subdued or subdued, it proves that Ma Mingyuan has something special.

"Brother Ma, give me a piece of paper, I have a friend who wants one."

Although the one in his hand was still there, in order to be more safe and not sure whether the paper would undergo new changes, he decided to prepare an extra one just in case something unexpected happened.

What's more, he was one of the only two people who entered the cave and left safely. He knew that there were many first-grade spiritual herbs and elixirs in the cave, as well as two rare and precious second-grade spiritual plants.

He was full of desire for the second-grade sword-raising gourd and purple bone bamboo, and wanted to get them the next time he entered the cave. For this reason, it was necessary to make more preparations.

After two monks purchased in succession, only three of the five pieces of paper were quickly left, especially the handsome monk at the back, who had a certain reputation in the outer city. Even he bought pieces of paper, which made many monks around him look at the expressions. Eager to try.

In the crowd, Lu Yuan suddenly felt a violent fluctuation in the cold consciousness of the little paper man. Then, he jumped off Ma Mingyuan's shoulders, and walked forward lightly without being controlled by Lu Yuan's mind.

(End of this chapter)