Ling Xiao walked around one stall after another.
In addition to spiritual grass, there are many other materials on the stall, such as certain monster materials, unknown ores, strange eggs, etc.
The biggest trap among them is those eggs filled with aura, which look like the eggs of high-level spiritual beasts. In fact, no one can tell. They may hatch into spiritual beasts, they may hatch into monsters, or they may even be just dead eggs. , nothing can be hatched.
Only gamblers who want to get rich overnight will buy this kind of egg, hoping to hatch a high-level spiritual beast from it.
Ling Xiao walked past two stalls, his eyes suddenly lit up, he pointed at a lion core grass and asked, "How do you sell this?"
Lion core grass is the second-level spiritual grass that is most easily confused. Ling Xiao is very familiar with this grass. He does not need the spiritual grass to remind him and can easily identify it.
As he expected, the stall owner didn't even raise his eyes and said lazily: "10 spiritual stones."
Ling Xiao paid the money quickly and accepted the lion core grass.
[Let him take advantage of it! 】
【Shit luck! 】
The other second-level spiritual herbs on the stall screamed.
Ling Xiao turned a deaf ear and looked at the other materials, picking them up and checking them one by one.
[The teeth of a three-legged dog...]
[Jin Xuanshi is worthless! 】
[This is the blood of the Windwing Beast, it’s quite rare! 】
Hearing this, Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows, opened the bottle cap, and smelled a pungent spicy smell that made him sneeze!
When the stall owner saw this, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "I don't know what kind of blood this bottle contains. The spirit is quite violent and it feels very powerful. If you are interested, just take 20 spiritual stones!"
Ling Xiao pouted, shook his head and said, "No! Are you sure this stuff isn't bad?"
He put down the bottle.
The stall owner said anxiously: "Hey you, if you don't want to buy it, don't buy it!"
Ling Xiao muttered: "You can buy it, how about 10 spirit stones? I'll take it to the trading house to have it appraised. Maybe it's really a treasure!"
Generally speaking, trading houses will hire appraisal experts to specialize in identifying unknown materials for monks.
For example, in Xiongshi Trading Company, Mrs. Xia He is a recognized master of appraisal, and the appraisal certificate issued by her is said to be absolutely credible.
However, the fees for this kind of service are very high, which is not cost-effective for casual cultivators who are always on a tight budget.
After all, there are too many materials that casual cultivators don't know. It's easy to identify garbage and lose everything.
Therefore, appraisal services have also become a favorite among gamblers, whose dream is to get rich overnight.
Hearing that Ling Xiao was going to be taken for appraisal, the stall owner smiled and immediately classified him as a "gambler" and said: "The minimum is 15, otherwise there is no need to talk!"
"good!"
Ling Xiao didn't hesitate, simply agreed, paid the money, and put the small bottle away.
"I wish the boss a fortune and come to take care of me often in the future!"
The stall owner shouted from behind.
Gambler customers are the favorite customers of all businessmen.
Once this group of people has lost a lot of money, they don't care about anything. They dare to take it for appraisal by anyone they don't know. In the end, they lose everything.
Ling Xiao secretly laughed.
He's a bullshit judge!
The blood of the wind-winged beast seems to be spiritually intense, but in fact, after some mixing, it will turn into a pair of fine talisman ink, which will greatly increase the success rate of making talismans!
Naturally, he learned this knowledge from Qingfeng Temple.
Keep visiting the stalls!
Ling Xiao's goal was no longer limited to the spiritual grass. Regardless of the ores and materials, he carefully inspected them and looked for clues from the conversation with the spiritual grass.
If you successfully pick up a leak once, it will be several times the profit!
When Ling Xiao walked from the street to the end of the street, even though he was strong, he felt quite tired at the moment.
And in the storage bag, the harvest is huge!
In total, he bought a bottle of wind-winged beast's blood, six second-level spiritual grasses, two pieces of warm sun iron, and a 3-pound piece of tungsten gold!
Warm Yang Iron can easily be mistaken for spiritually damaged Fiery Iron, which is the main material for forging common magic weapons, flame knives.
In fact, the two are not at the same level at all. Nuanyang Iron can not only be used to create high-level magic weapons, but even simply worn on the body can help monks resist some damage from water spells!
Not to mention tungsten, a must-have item for upgrading and forging a magical weapon, which costs 50 spirit stones per kilogram. The stall owner actually used it as a stepping stone. It was a waste of natural resources!
Stretching, Ling Xiao walked into a certain shop, exchanged Nuanyang Iron and Tungsten Gold for spirit stones and put them in his pocket, and also bought auxiliary materials for blending talisman ink.
"When this batch of spiritual grass is cultivated, we will be more comfortable."
Ling Xiao thought.
Now, in addition to 8 second-level spiritual stones for cultivation, he only has 170 first-level spiritual stones on hand. He is truly poor.
But he happened to go to a place that a normal poor guy wouldn't go.
Fuxiang Pavilion.
The second time he came here, Ling Xiao was familiar with the road. Facing the enthusiastic Yingying Yanyan at the door, he dismissed them with "Looking for someone".
After passing through the drunken crowd, Ling Xiao went straight to the fifth floor with eagerness.
Today is the day that Master Hu agreed to hand over the work, and he is quite looking forward to the magical weapon made by the other party.
As usual, there was someone waiting on the fifth floor, an old acquaintance, the woman from a month ago.
"Are you fellow Taoist brother?" the woman asked.
She wasn't sure if it was Ling Xiao under the cloak, and she didn't know Ling Xiao's name, so she could only call him by Mr. Kui.
Ling Xiao nodded and said with a smile: "My surname is Ling. Why don't you see another fellow Taoist today? Didn't you make an appointment with Master Hu?"
Hearing this, the woman sighed: "That fellow Taoist was unlucky and was killed by Xu Santong during the operation."
The atmosphere was somewhat silent for a moment.
The woman stroked her hair and said, "Has Fellow Daoist Ling received the compensation from the black market?"
Ling Xiao shook his head and said, "Yes, but I didn't take it."
The woman glanced at him in surprise, then showed a look of understanding and murmured: "Indeed, money on the black market is not that easy to get. With the Taoist friend's wealth, there is really no need..."
I am very poor!
Ling Xiao secretly smiled bitterly, and then asked: "It's a long story. On the black market side, have you found out who leaked the secret?"
The woman smiled bitterly: "How can I know about this kind of thing?"
After hesitating for a moment, the woman looked around and suddenly lowered her voice and said: "But I heard that the person who leaked the secret is the black market!"
Ling Xiao was stunned, "How do you say this?"
The woman came closer, and a wisp of fragrance hit her. She whispered: "Think about it, the black market operation has always been secretive. As a result, not only Gongsun Lie knew about it, but also Yuye Butcher knew about it. This demon took advantage of Gongsun Lie's departure." Shanhou committed the crime immediately, how could it be such a coincidence?"
Ling Xiao was horrified, "You mean, there is a collusion between the black market and the Yuye Butcher?"
"Perhaps, but everything is groundless speculation and cannot be determined accurately. Maybe Yuye Butcher was just lucky and Gongsun Lie was not around when he committed the crime." The woman said calmly.
Ling Xiao looked hesitant, feeling like a cloud was falling, making it difficult to see the truth.
Is there such a coincidence?
he thought.
After a moment, he shook his head again.
Don't think about things that you can't figure out. It's just a waste of time!
His eyes refocused, and he happened to meet a piece of spring light.
He saw that the woman was very close to him. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, one button of her dress was taken off, and her collar was slightly open, exposing her deep snow-white color.
Ling Xiao was taken aback and leaned back quickly.
Seeing this, the woman quickly sat up straight and blushed slightly, adding a strange charm to her beautiful face.
"Master Ling, don't tell others what I just said."
She whispered in a coy tone, as if she was telling a big secret that belonged to both of them, which made Ling Xiao's heart tremble.
"I know." Ling Xiao said in a deep voice.
Hearing what he said, the woman suddenly chuckled and said, "I forgot to tell you, my name is Hu Tao'er. If you don't mind, you can call me Sister Hu. I should be older than you, right?"
As she spoke, she straightened her waist.
So Ling Xiao's eyes naturally fell on her sizeable figure.
"big."
he said with certainty.
