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Yun Duo flew with his sword all the way to the border of Lieyang City. The entrance team had already lined up hundreds of meters away. In the past, entering the city did not require spiritual stones. Now, entering the city requires paying two low-grade spiritual stones, which is known as the management fee.

Yun Duo was queuing up in the queue. Her height was a bit awkward among the adults, which attracted many people to look at her. Some casual cultivators saw that she was not dressed like a poor cultivator, and they had evil thoughts in their hearts. Looking at her cultivation level, The evil thoughts were instantly extinguished. In the foundation-building period under the age of ten, a female cultivator with such a level of cultivation in front of him is either a direct descendant of a wealthy family or a proud figure of a sect. It is not something that little shrimps like them can offend.

After waiting for more than an hour, she finally arrived. Yun Duo handed over two low-grade spiritual stones and entered the city.

I thought it was exaggerated to see so many people queuing outside the city, but I didn’t expect the flow of people to be even more spectacular after entering the city. It felt like attending a temple fair in the countryside.

After entering the city, I saw stalls lined up on both sides of the road, including monks and mortals. The things on the stalls were all kinds of strange, including monster furs, spiritual plants, magic weapons, and clouds that were dazzling to see. A pair of eyes was simply not enough. , everything is strange.

Among these many materials, the refining materials were sold the fastest, with people buying them almost as soon as they were put on the shelves, and the price was twice as high as before.

Yun Duo rolled her eyes slightly and thought about Xiao Jiujiu. After she walked around a few more times, if it suited her, she would rent a stall and sell the weapon refining materials in her hands. This would be much more cost-effective than selling them to a store.

"Don't miss it when you pass by. The ancestral wolf hair pen is on sale at a low price."

This shout did not stand out among the noise. Yun Duo was still attracted by the word "ancestral" in his mouth. The wolf hair brush is the main tool for drawing talismans. If the wolf hair brush sold by this person is indeed of high quality, she can buy it as a gift. Third senior brother.

Squeezing through the crowd, Yun Duo came to the stall and saw a very plainly dressed young man holding a "writing brush" with a black barrel and dull bristles in his hand, and was introducing his ancestral wolf hair brush to the passing monks.

Yun Duo was right when he said that his wolf-hair brush was a "calligraphy brush". The monk's wolf-hair brush was mostly radiant with a hint of aura, and it looked like it was not ordinary. The brush in the hands of the young man in front of her was the same as the one she used to practice calligraphy in modern times. The brushes are no different, just like a bamboo stick with several brush hairs inserted into it.

Yun Duo was just about to leave when he heard the young man practicing Taoism to the man next to him.

"Fellow Taoist, this is really a wolf's pen. It was passed down to me by my ancestors. This is already the fifteenth generation. If I hadn't been in urgent need of spiritual stones, I wouldn't have sold them. This is the ancient secret realm of my ancestors. Don’t look at the treasure you found, but it is dim and dull now. It is just a pearl covered in dust. As long as you take good care of it in the future, it will definitely regain its divine power."

What the young man said was sincere, and his eyes seemed to be full of reluctance and reluctance.

The monk shook off the young man's sleeves and said impatiently.

"You are so dishonest, kid. I used my spiritual energy to put this money into the money, and the spiritual energy was like a stone sinking into the sea. This is clearly a mortal weapon, but you still want to fool me with your clever words."

The monk glared at the young man and threw away his sleeves.

"His wolf-hair brush has been sold for several months. The number of monks who came to see it ranged from one thousand to eight hundred. The content they said was almost the same. It seems that his wolf-hair brush was either a wolf hair brush or a writing brush used by mortals."

"Who says it isn't? I heard that he initially asked for ten pieces of high-grade spiritual stone. Many monks really thought it was a treasure and came to fight for it. But when they found out that it was an ordinary stone, they all cursed and left."

"I heard that he is now asking for a high-grade spiritual stone."

"If it was really passed down from my ancestors, I would be reluctant to sell a high-grade spiritual stone. I think he knew that this was a mortal stone and deliberately asked for a high price to see if he could fool a fool into buying it. Unexpectedly, the trick was exposed by everyone, so he lowered the price. I Let’s see in a few days, maybe it will only cost ten low-grade spiritual stones.”

Several stall owners gathered around and were discussing, and the discussion was not low. The young man also heard it, his face turned red, and he retorted to several people.

"I didn't lie. This is really my ancestral heritage. I didn't lie."

Several stall owners ignored him and continued to gather around to discuss. Judging from their accustomed attitudes, this explanation may have happened more than once.

Yun Duo wanted to leave, but seeing the aggrieved expression on the young man's face that was about to burst into tears, he held back his steps.

It suddenly occurred to her that when she was working part-time in modern times, a customer gave her ten yuan to buy a drink. When she gave her change, the person said that she had given her fifty yuan. Her change was short, so she tried to insist on what she had received. It was only ten yuan, but the customer insisted that she was given fifty yuan. A group of people on the roadside who did not know the truth began to point at her, saying that she wanted to pocket the extra forty yuan, and that she had bad conduct and asked her to Take out the 40 yuan and return it to the customer. She only earned 50 yuan from working part-time for a day. If she gave 40 yuan to that person, wouldn't her work that day be in vain? So she took out her mobile phone and made a call. She called the police and the police came to call the surveillance camera to clear her name.

The customer brushed it off by simply saying she had misunderstood, and the passerby who accused her also acted as if it was because she didn't check carefully that it was an ostracism.

She was obviously the victim, but in the end she still had to bear all the blame.

Yun Duo thought she would never forget the grievance and embarrassment she felt at that time, so from then on she liked to leave evidence when doing things to prevent being wronged again.

Yun Duo's eyes when he looked at the boy coincided with her expression at that time. With a twitch in his mind, he walked to the boy's stall.

"A high-grade spiritual stone, I want this."

The young man looked at her blankly with a look of disbelief on his face.

Yun Duo put the spirit stone in his hand, took the pen and turned around to leave.

There was discussion behind him.

"This little girl is stupid and rich."

"I think that female nun is stupid, what a pity!"

"Look at the robes she is wearing, which are of high quality. She must be a young lady from a noble family who didn't know the price of goods and was taken advantage of."

Yun Duo speeds up and leaves, away from the sound of discussion behind him.

The expression on her face was not good at this time. When she handed the spirit stone to the young man, she regretted it. A high-grade spirit stone was worth a hundred medium-grade spiritual stones and ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones. She couldn't buy anything. She only had a writing brush, but her mind was already spinning, so she could only grit her teeth and admit it.

Her heart was so distressed that it almost bled, and the chatter behind her continued, making her feel even more like a fool and a rich man who was taken advantage of.

After walking for a while to make sure that she was far away from selling the Langhao pen, Yunduo put the pen into the space with tears in her eyes.

I originally wanted to give it to Third Senior Brother, but now it seems that I might as well keep it in space.