"Bao Duoduo, your name is quite domineering!"
"Speaking of which, this Wanbao Pavilion really has a lot of good things!"
Everyone came to the second floor of Wanbao Pavilion and looked at the dazzling array of stalls. An Ran was a little surprised.
"The first floor of Wanbao Pavilion is where the talismans sold by Wanbao Pavilion are located, while the second floor allows cultivators to set up their own stalls and sell items. Of course, they need to pay a certain fee."
"However, some of their stuff is real and some are fake."
The boy's fear subsided slightly and he spoke respectfully.
"I saw that the first floor of Wanbao Pavilion sold all kinds of talismans before. I thought the second floor sold corresponding heavy treasures, but I didn't expect this to be the case. It really opened my eyes."
When Mu Bei spoke up, he was also very surprised.
"The second floor of Wanbao Pavilion is just a trading place for monks to trade among themselves. Of course, there are also people from Wanbao Pavilion among them."
"The third floor of Wanbao is the top priority. It mainly sells heavy treasures, and even spiritual treasures are in charge."
"That is the core of Wanbao Pavilion."
The boy spoke eloquently, with a hint of envy slowly emerging in his eyes.
"So, let's take a look around and see if there's anything we need."
Hearing this, Mu Bei said in a deep voice.
"Walk!"
An Ran turned his eyes and took the lead, looking around.
"Eighth grade leftover medicine, seven or eight missing, garbage!"
"Eighth-grade elixir, Xuanyuan grass, fifty-middle-grade spiritual stone, robbery!"
"Open Heaven Palm Jue, replace it with Fist Jue of the same level, this one is a bit rubbish!"
...
An Ran walked around, very disappointed.
There are many and varied things, and of course there are good ones, but they are either too expensive or bartering, which is not cost-effective.
The four of us walked forward and were disappointed.
"The stuff here is so inferior."
Li Xianxian pouted, shrugged and said something.
Not to mention An Ran, even Li Xianxian looked down upon him.
However, one of them is the eldest son of the family, and the other is the daughter of a true spirit. Their resources and vision are beyond the comparison of ordinary monks.
"Well, this thing is interesting."
While wandering around, Mu Bei paused slightly, his heart skipped a beat, and the energy from the five elements and four sources surged in his heart.
Then, Mu Bei walked around the stalls and finally locked on the stall not far away.
There were only a few items on the stall, including some spiritual herbs and blood medicines, and bottles and jars among them.
"Young Master, I'm interested in you. The prices here are fair and you can't be bullied."
When the business came to his door, the old man in the bamboo hat smiled and made his promise.
"Just take a look, it seems like your thing isn't very good!"
"This Snake Mysterious Grass of yours is extremely rare in itself, but it was not properly preserved. It is estimated that more than half of the chill in it has dissipated."
"The same is true for these eighth-grade blood medicines. The power of qi and blood is not even as powerful as some ninth-grade blood medicines."
Mu Bei shook his head slightly, and with a little awareness, he knew the secret, and it couldn't be hidden from him.
"At first glance, the young master is an expert, but I still have some good things here."
"For example, this jar is called Swallowing the Sky. It was left behind from the ancient battlefield. It is said that it has the ability to swallow the sky. It cannot be driven by ordinary people. A person like the young master can naturally explore it."
"There is also this gourd, which is suspected to be one of the seven innate gourds."
"There is also this statue. It is a statue of Zhantian. It has the will to fight. It is very likely that the secret technique is carved on it. This is my family heirloom. If I were not short of money, I would not sell it for ten thousand gold."
The old man talked eloquently and collected the spiritual herbs and blood medicine that Mu Bei pointed out one by one without leaving any trace.
After the introduction, it seems that every item has a unique origin and is extraordinary.
"Why is there still fresh soil on your sky-swallowing jar? Could it be that the old man just came from the ancient battlefield? I admire you."
"This gourd doesn't look good, let alone this statue. The appearance of your items is really bad."
Shaking his head slightly, Mu Bei was very disappointed.
"If nothing else, this statue of mine is really a family heirloom. It's a really good thing. Maybe I can actually learn the secret technique from it."
"Old man, who are you fooling? Mu Bei, let's go!"
"What's so interesting about this."
At this time, Li Xianxian really couldn't listen anymore and rolled his eyes.
"If you could figure out the secret, you would have figured it out a long time ago. You also need some skills in speaking."
"But I'm very curious about how much spiritual stone your family heirloom is worth."
Mu Bei looked at the statue up and down nonchalantly.
"This is my family's heirloom. It has been passed down for thousands of years. It is eighty middle grade."
The old man's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he spoke solemnly.
Shaking his head slightly, Mu Bei stood up and left.
"Wait, just fifty middle grade."
"Thirty, only thirty!"
"Twenty, as long as twenty is medium quality, this is the lowest price."
"Twenty middle grade, this is really my family heirloom."
When the old man saw Mu Bei turn around and leave, he suddenly became anxious and frantically lowered the price. In the end, he even wanted to cry without tears.
"This...is really your family heirloom."
Hearing this, Mu Bei stamped his feet, turned around and spoke out curiously.
"It's really my family heirloom. If I hadn't needed the spirit stone urgently, I would never have sold it."
The old man's face darkened.
"Let's do this. Give me all these and give you twenty middle grades."
"What if, as you say, it's a remnant of the ancient battlefield, wouldn't I make a lot of money?"
After thinking for a moment, Mu Bei slowly spoke out.
"I lost money, I really lost money."
"You must treat my family heirloom well. After you return, you must place it in the southeast direction. Three incense will be used every day to ensure that your family in Nanning will be prosperous."
The old man's words were serious and solemn.
But when Mu Bei took out the twenty middle-grade spiritual stones, he stuffed all the things on the stall into Mu Bei's arms, for fear that Mu Bei would regret it.
After collecting the spirit stones, under the noses of Mu Bei and others, he took out a jar of a gourd and a statue, along with the broken spirit grass and blood medicine, and continued to sell them.
The arrogance of his behavior is outrageous.
"Didn't you just say that the statue was your family heirloom? Then what is it!"
Immediately, Li Xianxian stepped forward, pointed at the statue on the stall, and questioned the old man.
"This is also my family heirloom. Who said there is only one heirloom? These are treasures passed down from generation to generation in my family. They are extremely precious."
The old man opened his eyes and told lies, and his shamelessness made girls like Li Xianxian helpless!
"Let's go!"
Seeing this, Mu Bei showed a look of regret and spoke loudly.
Then he turned around and left. Seeing this, Li Xianxian had no choice but to stomp on the ground and follow him.
"That old man is really nothing."
After catching up with Mubei, Li Xianxian was very angry.
Ever since I was a child, I have never seen such an arrogant person.
"How about it, you found something good!"
An Ran bumped shoulders and snickered. Mu Bei could hide it from Li Xianxian, but he couldn't hide it from An Ran.
Mu Bei is not a loser.
"It's just a small profit, but he really has good stuff."
Mu Bei shrugged and smiled happily.
"Good stuff, I really found it."
Suddenly, Li Xianxian was stunned for a while and his face flushed.
"After doing this for a long time, I am the biggest grievance!"
The further they traveled, the more Mu Bei and An Ran smiled!
