Why Lu Changfeng came to Guangdefang City and what he was doing here will be known by looking at the specific situation.
Lu Ping floated next to Lu Changfeng, observing the exchange between Lu Changfeng and the middle-aged monk.
"Fellow Taoist, although this is a first-level mid-level magic circle, your price of two hundred spirit stones is too high."
The middle-aged monk frowned and responded. It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with the price offered by Lu Changfeng.
"Two hundred spirit stones are still expensive?"
Lu Changfeng listened, with a look of anger on his face, and said: "The magic circle is not a magic weapon. It requires spiritual stones to invest and make. The cost of this magic circle alone is more than eighty spirit stones."
"It's you, fellow Taoist, but you've lowered the price too harshly!"
"Am I ruthlessly lowering the price?"
When the middle-aged monk heard this, he looked incredulous.
His eyes swept around, as if he was looking for something. When he saw two monks in their twenties and thirties walking around, wearing black robes, he immediately spoke.
"Two fellow Taoists, please stay and come and judge!"
Hearing the middle-aged monk's call, the two young monks stopped almost at the same time.
They looked at each other for a moment, and then looked at the middle-aged monk with a look of confusion.
"Fellow Taoist, what's the matter?"
One of them asked like this.
The middle-aged monk had a cheated expression on his face. He pointed at Lu Changfeng and told him that he wanted to buy the Four Symbols Universe Array just now but felt that Lu Changfeng's asking price was too high and thought it was a scam.
After listening to the middle-aged monk's story, the two young monks took a look at Lu Changfeng and tried to detect Lu Changfeng's cultivation. They found that Lu Changfeng's aura was hidden so deeply that it was impossible to detect it.
The atmosphere was silent for a while, and one of the young monks shook his head and said: "Fellow Taoist, this formation of yours is indeed overpriced."
"Yes, the price is two hundred spirit stones, which is too high."
Another short monk spoke.
"A few days ago, I purchased a set of first-level high-grade formations. The price was less than two hundred spirit stones. Can your mid-level formation be better than the first-level high-grade formation?"
"Fellow Taoist, this is your first time selling formations. The price is not random. The prices of formations all depend on market conditions."
As soon as the two young monks finished speaking, the anger on Lu Changfeng's face became even stronger.
This Four Symbols Universe Formation was made by himself. He knew very well what materials were used and how much it cost.
At the same time, Lu Changfeng also understood in his heart that, let alone eighty spirit stones, even if it was one hundred and fifty spirit stones, he would still lose money on this business.
These three people don't know how to talk about prices here?
With these thoughts in his mind, Lu Changfeng refrained from getting angry on the spot, and instead asked.
"Since you also think that my asking price is too high, what do you think is an appropriate price?"
The short young monk thought for a while, and then quickly suggested: "If this fellow Taoist tells you eighty spiritual stones, you must not be willing to sell it to him."
As he said that, the short monk's eyes fell on the middle-aged monk, and he sighed slightly: "Fellow Taoist, as the saying goes, harmony brings wealth, I don't think you have to lower the price to eighty spiritual stones."
"How about this, you add ten spiritual stones, and ninety spiritual stones to buy his formation. What do you think?"
When asked this question, the middle-aged monk looked stunned and looked hesitant.
Another young monk agreed at this time: "I think this is very good, ninety spirit stones. Don't let this fellow Taoist suffer a loss. This fellow Taoist is doing business here, and it is not easy to sell the magic circle."
"Just make friends."
After finishing his sentence, the middle-aged monk showed an embarrassed look on his face, "This..."
"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to lower the price any more. Not one piece of ninety spirit stones should be missing. Don't let this boss suffer."
The short monk had a serious look on his face and was trying to persuade him.
"Hey! That's fine."
Without waiting for Lu Changfeng's consent, the middle-aged monk sighed.
"According to what the two fellow Taoists said, this transaction is just like making a friend."
After saying that, he looked at Lu Changfeng and said with a serious expression: "Fellow Taoist, that's it for now. I won't say more. Why don't we just make a deal with ninety spirit stones!"
Lu Changfeng frowned and looked back and forth at the three monks, looking thoughtful but did not answer.
Lu Ping, who was watching on the sidelines, raised his eyebrows at this time. After such observation, he finally understood the current situation.
This middle-aged monk, and even the two young monks, were probably in the same group, deliberately singing along to lure Lu Changfeng into taking the bait.
This routine of asking accomplices to pretend to be passers-by, and then sing and comment, is not uncommon in Xiuxianfang City.
Many monks who have just arrived and are selling their spiritual resources for the first time, due to lack of experience, first contact with market business and do not understand the market, can easily fall into the trap of others.
thus selling goods at a loss.
When I realized it later, I realized that the other party had already gone far away, and couldn't even find his shadow.
In addition, there are some most common ones, such as the routine of selling treasure maps.
This kind of routine often involves copying a map into dozens or even hundreds of copies and selling them, specifically to deceive those young monks who have just entered the world of immortality and claim to have extraordinary opportunities.
Just imagine, a monk has obtained a treasure map. Faced with such an opportunity, he will definitely hold this opportunity firmly in his own hands, and how can he let others get a share of the pie?
Routines like this are endless in Xiuxianfang City, which makes many monks step on the thunder, improve their memory, and lament the sinister nature of people's hearts.
Now, looking at it now, ninety spiritual stones buy a set of first-level middle-grade magic array. What kind of dream is this?
With this little spiritual stone, you can't even buy a better first-order low-grade spiritual stone.
These three people obviously wanted to trick their second son.
When Lu Ping wanted to remind him, Lu Changfeng himself also saw that the behavior of these three people was suspicious, and he immediately became vigilant.
Although Lu Changfeng was a bit reckless and had trouble keeping his temper, he was not a stupid boy, so how could he be fooled by this?
"You just said that you purchased a set of first-level high-quality formations without spending any spiritual stones. Is this true?"
Ever since, Lu Changfeng asked this question.
"Of course it's true!"
The short monk nodded heavily.
"Okay, I'll give you two hundred spiritual stones, and you can sell me that set of formations!"
Lu Changfeng said, his tone was not polite at all, he looked straight at the short monk, paying attention to his expression.
After hearing Lu Changfeng's words, the dwarf monk looked stunned, obviously not expecting that Lu Changfeng would say such a thing.
For a moment, he was stunned.
