Cultivation starts from being a ghost

Chapter 82
"Middle-grade Wood Attribute Magical Artifact, change to Fire Attribute Magical Artifact!"

"Exchanging the Coiling Dragon Spear for a Flying Sword..."

"All kinds of materials are sold, the price is negotiable!"

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There were cries of hawking and bargaining one after another, and many ordinary people were in a daze. Is this still the "immortal teacher" who used to be high and high?How can he have the same virtue as a small merchant in the market!

Those monks who spared no effort to sell items did not have the consciousness of "falling into the altar". Qin Chuan walked among them and found that the so-called exchange meeting has completely changed its taste. Where there is any meaning of exchanging experiences, it may be more accurate to say that it is a fair!
After making a big circle, I exchanged a medium-grade magic weapon and two low-grade magic weapons for some low-level spirit grass. After that, I found nothing else, so I found a remote location, a large piece of animal skin Spread out and start a "trader" career.

Open a storage bag, take out one piece of magic weapon, and divide it into three grades according to value: the first grade is low-grade magic weapon, a total of eleven pieces, all priced at four 50 yuan spirit stones; It is a medium-grade magic weapon, a total of 200 pieces, and the unified price is [-] yuan Lingshi; the third grade is a top-grade magic weapon, a total of four pieces, one stick-shaped magic weapon, one long knife, and the remaining two pieces are accurate. It is said to be a middle-grade magic weapon, but its value is even higher than ordinary top-grade magic weapons. It is Fang Shilong's middle-grade magic robe and the flying knife.

All the instruments were clearly marked with their prices, and a sign was erected on purpose: Refuse to bargain, only accept the exchange of spirit stones, designated materials and spirit herbs, and refuse barter in other ways!
As soon as the 32 magical artifacts were put out, it immediately caused a commotion in the surrounding area. To the common people and those soldiers, it was just a little more, but to the monks, it was shocking. If Qin Chuan was not a "magic artifact dealer", then he would die. The monks in his hands are quite impressive, and Qin Chuan's behavior of hiding his head and showing his tail is relatively more likely.

"Fellow Daoist, how about I exchange a high-grade magic weapon for this medium-grade robe?" A monk obviously took a fancy to the royal blue robe, but as soon as he said that, there were boos immediately. Among the middle-grade vestments, vestments belong to the small best. If the price of at least thousands of spirit stones can be sold at the auction, the value is almost equivalent to the price of two ordinary high-grade artifacts. It can be said that among the thirty or so artifacts Among them, the value of this cassock is the highest. Any monk with a little common sense can see this monk's desire to please.

Qin Chuan pointed to the wooden sign erected beside him, and didn't even bother to answer the words.

There are a lot of onlookers, but very few are really willing to make a move. The disciples of the big sect look down on them. The monks of the casual cultivators and the small sects have limited spirit stones, and they need to keep the only spirit stones for cultivation. , Most of the survivors have harvested and are not short of magic weapons, so after half an hour, there is only one monk who is in the early stage of qi refining, and exchanged a 200-year-old Ganoderma lucidum for a low-grade flying sword.

"Business is hard to do!" Qin Chuan sighed, and at this time someone made his mood worse.

"Where did you get these two things?" The person in his thirties, dressed in Haoranzong costumes, pointed at the royal blue cassock and the complete set of throwing knives and said in a very bad tone.

"Are you in control!"

"Hmph, this belongs to my Junior Brother Fang, did you kill him?"

"What? Do you want to thank me for cleaning up your Haoranzong sect? No need, I accept your wish!"

"You are so courageous. It is not your turn to intervene in the matter of our Haoranzong. Now I suspect that you are a spy from Yuanwu's side. Come with us!" One went to collect the magical artifacts on the booth, and the other went to grab Qin Chuan's arm.

"Your Haoran Sect is really domineering, you are so righteous even in robbery!" Qin Chuan sneered, he ignored the person who grabbed his arm, but kicked it out, before the foot arrived, the phantom formed by the force of the force had already solidified Kicking the person who picked up the magic weapon, the method of using the true energy of the Eight Desolation Dragon Capture Kung Fu is not limited to the hands, the first level of Qi is strong and the mountains and rivers are cultivated to perfection, and all parts of the body can be strengthened. This kick proves that he is far from the first level. A level of success is not far away.

The man didn't expect to be kicked a few feet away, and his whole body hit the crowd like a cannonball, and he felt his internal organs shifted, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You..." The monk who grabbed Qin Chuan's arm was shocked, his first reaction was to hold his veins, but the result was that his hand was pressed hard, but it seemed to be pressed on steel.

The middle-aged monk in the lead was much more ruthless than his two companions, and at some point in his hand, he had an extra three-foot-long silver ruler. .

Qin Chuan suddenly hugged the moon in his arms, and used the person holding his arm as a shield. The magic weapon of the other party can activate the lightning attribute, so it must be a top-quality magic weapon, and he dared not take it hard.

The middle-aged monk had to withdraw the silver ruler, and Qin Chuan took the opportunity to restrain the struggling guy in his arms.

It's complicated to say, but in fact it only took a moment from the quarrel between the two sides to the action, but it was enough to attract the attention of many people, especially just now when Qin Chuan deliberately amplified his voice, which attracted more people to watch. Big up.

"You really are a spy, and you actually kidnapped me, a monk of the Haoran Sect!"

"Fuck you, all of your family members are spies! Fellow Taoists, listen to me, I came to help their Haoran sect, many of my fellow sects died in battle, and the members of their Haoran sect are not only not grateful, but they want to do it in broad daylight. Conspiring to steal my magic weapon, you say it is shameless, is there anything more shameless in the world!"

The other party deliberately slapped hats, which can be regarded as very insidious, but Qin Chuan is not easy to provoke, saying such words is also extremely vicious. Many monks died in the previous battle, and there must be their old friends among the onlookers. It has long been no secret that the cause of the attack was not a secret. To fight for the benefit of others, I already felt dissatisfied in my heart. In addition, as the number one sect in the Northern Qi Dynasty, the Haoran Sect has always been relatively strong. Qin Chuan's remarks naturally aroused With the same hatred and hatred, accusations and curses can be heard in an instant. Of course, most people just want to vent the negative emotions brought about by the war.

The Haoran Sect has the unique knowledge of "Sacred Words Proclaiming the Law", but unfortunately the person in front of him is only in the late stage of Qi refining, and he has not yet reached the level of turning black and white with a brilliant tongue and a lotus flower. Seeing that the situation is out of control, he still wants to put Qin Chuan to death first , but the silver ruler had to be drawn back halfway through the attack.

"Stop!" A yell was like a nine-day thunder, which immediately shook the surrounding noise, the crowd was separated, and a refined young man walked into the field with several Haoranzong monks.

"Senior Brother Tian, ​​you came just in time..." The middle-aged man opened his mouth and even called him a senior brother. Obviously, the young man has a higher status. Qin Chuan also recognized this person. It is Tian Yi, the highest decision-maker of the Haoran Sect in Dingyuan City. Of.

"Okay, Junior Brother Xu, put away your magic weapon first!"

"But..." The monk surnamed Xu was obviously not happy.

"What? Do you dare to disobey my orders?" Tian Yizhi showed the aura of a superior, and then said to Qin Chuan in a pleasant manner: "Friend Daoist, can you let him go first?"

Qin Chuan secretly praised that Tian Yizhi really had two tricks, and he took control of the situation so quickly. No wonder he was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by Haoranzong. The guy who lived pushed it over.

Tian Yizhi reached out to take it, and flicked it on the vital point of his dantian, and the man immediately recovered his mana.

"Thank you, fellow daoist, there are so many people here, can we move to the general's mansion to resolve any conflicts?" Tian Yizhi was still polite, making people feel no bad feelings, but Qin Chuan didn't accept this kind of thing. It is equivalent to giving people the opportunity to "operate in the dark", and it is possible to be killed by others. I remember that this kind of thing often happened in some police stations and police stations in previous lives!

"No need, your Haoran Sect dares to "take" and plunder in broad daylight. Many people see it, so I dare not go with you!"

What Qin Chuan said was quite straightforward, and Tian Yizhi's skill in nourishing Qi was excellent, so his expression changed, "That... there may be some misunderstanding, don't be impatient, I will ask Junior Brother Xu first!"

The lips of the two moved slightly, obviously they were talking through sound transmission with their spiritual consciousness. The specific content of their words could be hidden from others, but Situ Wuhui couldn't be hidden.

After listening to Situ Wuhui's report, Qin Chuan finally knew why this guy surnamed Xu insisted on getting along with him, because not only he and Fang Shilong were from the same school, but also a disciple of the same master. Before coming to the monk camp, their master was very respectful Solemnly told him to take good care of Fang Shilong, who knew that Fang Shilong was persuaded by Yuan Wu's spies because he knew about the family's misfortune, and came back with a counterattack. Originally, he thought that Fang Shilong escaped that night, but who knew today's exchange At the meeting, I happened to see the complete set of flying knives and the middle-grade cassock, so it was concluded that Qin Chuan was the murderer. In order to go back and have an explanation with his master, he had no choice but to take action.

The two chatted for a long time, and Tian Yizhi said again: "This fellow daoist, Junior Brother Xu has already mentioned the cause of the incident just now. Taiping, sometimes enemy monks sneak into the city, I wonder if you can take off your mask and show your identity card to prove it?"

Qin Chuan naturally knew that the other party was shirking responsibility. If he didn't follow what he said, he would really become a suspect, and what was reasonable became unreasonable. At the same time, he also knew the real reason why the other party insisted on taking off his mask, which was the Xu surname. The monk suspected that he was the so-called mysterious person.

"I can take off my mask and take out my ID card, but I don't agree with what you said just now. Xu and his accomplices are obviously robbing, and you are from the same sect. How can your words be convincing?" ?”

"Yeah, I was talking in private just now, so there is clearly a suspicion of collusion!" Someone in the crowd suddenly chimed in, and Qin Chuan couldn't help but look over, but saw a mountain of meat, a skinny monkey, a yellow-faced mouse-whisker, and a bearded man. Han stood side by side in the crowd, winking at him.

(End of this chapter)