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After leaving Judanfang, Han Changlin stopped and walked. After entering several shops in succession, he suddenly turned around and ran into a secluded alley.
When he came out again, he looked like a young master again.
Han Changlin was holding a folding fan, dressed in white, and his behavior was a bit frivolous. After shopping around for a few more times, he walked directly into a shop called "Huichunfang".
It was already evening, but the flow of people in Sanshanfang City had not decreased much. At this time, Han Changlin had sold most of the combined spirit pills on his body. Together with the spirit stones on his body, the total was 1,800 low-grade spirit stones. It is said to be a huge sum of money, and even ordinary foundation-building monks are not as rich as him.
With so many spiritual stones on his body, Han Changlin was a little more looking forward to the upcoming underground trade fair.
At this time, Han Changlin had unknowingly reached the depths of Sanshanfang City.
"I ended up here without even realizing it."
At a glance, there are crowds of people and stalls selling their own items.
Looking back on the fact that he had been here for more than a year, he had only been here once. At that moment, Han Changlin also had the urge to take a stroll.
The sounds of selling one after another rang in his ears, and Han Changlin started strolling around the square casually.
It has to be said that the items sold at the stalls in this square are indeed very complicated. As soon as Han Changlin walked not far away, he stopped in front of a stall.
The owner of the stall was a monk dressed like a farmer, wearing a coarse short shirt and a straw hat on his head. However, he did not shout like the other stall owners. Instead, he sat there as if no one else was around, meditating with his eyes closed.
Perhaps it was because Han Changlin's arrival attracted his attention. He slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Han Changlin, and said calmly:
"I wonder what this fellow Taoist needs. If you like it, you might as well just bring it with you. The price is also marked above and below."
When Han Changlin heard this, he nodded silently, then pointed to several places in the stall and said:
"Fellow Taoist, please help me get ten copies of each of these elixir seeds."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and twenty-eight low-grade spiritual stones were piled in front of the stall by Han Changlin.
Both of them were very happy to deliver the goods with one hand and pay with the other. After Han Changlin collected all the things he needed, he turned around and walked inside.
Unknowingly, Han Changlin wandered around the entire square.
During this period, Han Changlin spent another 20 spirit stones to buy ten fireball talismans and ten golden body talismans. They were all first-level low-grade talismans. One low-grade spiritual stone for one was still a good deal, although there were no second-level talismans. Seal script is very powerful, but if used at a critical moment, it may be able to turn the situation around.
In fact, Han Changlin originally wanted to buy a second-level talisman seal, but unfortunately the stall owner was only a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining and did not have the ability to refine it at all, so he had no choice but to give up.
At this time, he had appeared at the entrance of the square again, and the shops on both sides of the street had hung up their lanterns to tell the monks coming and going that the shop had not yet been sampled.
Walking along the street, Han Changlin soon came to an immortal inn called "Ke Lai Ju", and spent two spirit stones to open a six-day wing.
It has to be said that the service in this inn for immortal cultivators to rest is indeed attentive. Not to mention hot water and exquisite meals, there is actually a small spirit gathering array carved in this wing, which is even more impressive than my own. The inn I used for the first time was a little or two better.
You must know that this formation is extremely effective for monks in the Qi refining stage. Once enough spiritual stones are put in, it can continuously produce rich spiritual energy for the monks to practice.
After Han Changlin took a hot bath, he sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, then placed three low-grade spirit stones into the spirit gathering array in the side room, then started to use his skills to carefully polish his magic power.
It wasn't until all three low-grade spirit stones in the spirit gathering array were consumed that Han Changlin slowly withdrew from cultivation.
It was already late at night, and all the shops in Sanshanfang City were closed to thank customers, and there were no monks staying on the streets.
After Han Changlin observed the changes in the mana in his body, he got up and studied various parts of the wing. After confirming that there were no problems, he sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed again and linked up with the fairy mansion in the painting.
The fairy mansion in the painting does not seem to change at all with the passage of time, and although the clouds and mists around the mountain peaks are constantly rolling, they never get even an inch closer to the mountain peaks, as if they have been blocked by something.
It's not that Han Changlin didn't want to explore the mist around the mountain peak, but when he approached the edge of the mountain for the first time, he felt an inexplicable feeling of heart palpitations. From the beginning to the end, he never approached the edge of the mountain again.
At this time, two-thirds of the spiritual field has been planted by Han Changlin with various elixirs needed today.
After he came in, he first checked the growth of the elixirs in the spiritual field, then reached out and took a storage bag next to the spiritual field out of thin air, and then took all the elixir seeds he bought today. Put it in.
Then he left the Immortal Mansion in the painting directly.
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Han Changlin had already visited the location of "Changming Pavilion".
As soon as the time for the underground auction arrived, Han Changlin ended his training early.
Of course, before leaving, he naturally did not forget to feed Xiao Jin's spiritual beasts, and then he disguised himself as a dark-skinned man and walked out of the residence.
After leaving his residence, Han Changlin headed south, and soon came to an attic that looked inconspicuous.
"Changming Pavilion!"
Looking at the plaque with some peeling paint, Han Changlin walked straight in.
The light in the attic hall was a little dim, the decorations were very simple, and there was no customer. However, after seeing Han Changlin come in, a waiter came to Han Changlin in three steps and two steps, lowered his head and whispered softly:
"What does this distinguished guest need?"
Hearing this, Han Changlin remained silent. He just took out the fan-shaped jade pendant he had prepared from his sleeve and waved it in front of the boy.
After seeing the fan-shaped jade pendant, the boy's face immediately straightened up, and then he whispered in a whisper:
"Dear guest, please come with me."
After saying that, he led Han Changlin towards the screen in the hall.
After passing through a long corridor and turning a corner, Han Changlin was led by the servant to a rockery.
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