Shinto Dantei

A separate section was designated for the market selling elixirs.

People come and go, and the place is crowded.

After reaching the Immortal Emperor Realm, pills have become the most competitive thing among the strong.

The elixirs that can help the Emperor to improve are themselves very precious and are in short supply.

Therefore, everyone will instinctively rush here every time.

Regardless of whether you can afford it or not, you always have to join in the fun.

"There are so many people."

Ye Chen glanced over and found that the huge market was full of people, and it was hard to squeeze through.

"Brother Ye, I'm going to buy the Three Marks Immortal Emperor Pill. You guys have a look around. If you have anything to contact me, use this communication crystal."

Duan Wuya handed a communication crystal to Ye Chen, and he instantly squeezed into the crowd.

He has been thinking about the Three Marks Immortal Emperor Pill for a long time.

This time, I have to buy it back no matter what.

"Where are you going to go shopping?"

Ye Chen turned around and asked Su Muyue.

"I also want the Three Marks Immortal Emperor Pill, but I don't have any money."

Su Muyue spoke calmly.

Good guy, so confident.

Ye Chen touched his nose and said, "Come on, let's go shopping. If you come across the Three Marks Immortal Emperor Pill, I will help you ask the price. If the price is not expensive, maybe I can help you buy it."

"good."

Su Muyue nodded without being polite at all.

That's her personality anyway, and Ye Chen has long been used to it.

Ye Chen led Su Muyue through the crowd.

Her outstanding appearance attracted the attention of many people.

In the Qinglian world, Su Muyue was absolutely stunning in appearance.

Even, no one can surpass her.

No matter who sees him, no matter how proud he is, he will feel ashamed.

Therefore, there is no need to elaborate too much on Su Muyue's appearance.

Along the way, many people looked at her sideways, with astonishment flashing in their eyes.

Not only is she beautiful, but she has a great temperament.

He is cold and cold, making it impossible for people to get close to him.

Fortunately, this is Sifang City, so everyone acts very restrained.

There are rules, and no one will get mad and ask for trouble.

"There is only one of the three immortal imperial pills, the one with the highest price will get it!"

Ahead, there was a stall, and the stall owner was shouting.

In front of the stall, there were a large number of powerful people gathered around. At a glance, most of them were existences of the secondary immortal level.

Their eyes were burning, and they were gearing up to compete for this elixir.

Duan Wuya was also among them.

"Let's go to the next house."

After Ye Chen saw Duan Wuya, he pulled Su Muyue past the stall and continued walking inside.

The entire market is very big, and there is absolutely no way that there is only one shop selling the Three Marks Immortal Emperor Pill.

Sure enough, after walking a few hundred meters forward, I found another stall.

"Three-marked Immortal Emperor Pill, come and take a look, the one with the highest price will get it!"

The stall owner also shouted at the top of his lungs.

In the bazaar where elixirs are sold, Immortal Emperor Pills are definitely hard currency!

Especially the second and third lines can arouse the pursuit of countless people, and everyone is flocking to them.

As for the Four Marks Immortal Emperor Pill, the price is too expensive and very few people can afford it.

Only those young masters and young masters from powerful forces would go and join in the fun.

Ye Chen pulled Su Muyue forward. He was not in a hurry to bid, but quietly observed.

Generally speaking, since the stall owner is willing to sell such precious elixirs, he must have a purpose.

After reaching this level, everyone is not short of money, what is short of treasures!

If you can bring out the treasure that the stall owner likes, you can exchange it with him.

Even if the price is not as high as others, the stall owner will be more willing to sell it to you.

"Boss, let's stick to the old rules and barter."

I saw a cultivator approaching and asked, "Boss, tell me straight away. If I happen to be able to get something you like, this elixir will be mine."

The stall owner laughed and said, "Okay, since you are so cheerful, let me tell you something. To be honest, I am an weapon refiner. This elixir is not of much use to me. If you can come up with a precious Come and exchange your weapon refining materials with me, it doesn’t matter even if I suffer a little loss.”

Refining materials?

All the powerful men frowned and fell into deep thought.

To be honest, it is difficult to find weapon refining materials, especially high-level weapon refining materials.

To reach this level, you must have enough time and years.

If it does not have enough years, no matter how precious it is, its value will be limited.

"I have a piece of 50,000-year-old meteorite iron here. Boss, please weigh it!"

A human race handed over a piece of dull gray iron. The boss took it in his hand, played with it a little, and said thoughtfully, "I just want to exchange this meteorite iron with me, but it's still a little short of it. Do you still have it?" Do you have any other treasures?”

The human shook his head, "If there is a limit to the materials for refining, I only have this one."

"That's all."

The stall owner smiled and shook his head, obviously unwilling to make a deal.

However, the cultivator was obviously unwilling to give up. He raised his fists and said, "I am the eldest son of the Liu family of Qingcang Realm. Everyone present, who can lend me some weapon refining materials? I am willing to bring some other elixirs. Compensation, double compensation!”

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. If you can't get it out, just back off."

A demon snorted coldly. He took a step forward and said, "I have a 70,000-year-old iron core excavated from the center of the earth in the ancient world. It was forged after years of lava training. Boss, please estimate its value. ”

The stall owner took the 70,000-year-old iron heart, squeezed it and played with it, with a look of satisfaction clearly flashing between his brows.

"This thing is not bad. If it is normal, it would be enough to exchange for this elixir..."

He pondered for a moment, "Where are the others, do you want to bid? After all, I said before, the one with the highest bid will win!"

The devil took the iron heart back and stood aside waiting.

That's the rule.

As a seller, you can sell to anyone you want.

If the bid is not particularly outstanding, it cannot compare with others, and there is really nothing to say.

All the geniuses frowned, feeling that it was a bit difficult to handle.

Materials for refining weapons are hard to find, especially those with a certain age.

But the stall owner said that he only needed the weapon refining materials and nothing else.

At that moment, nearly half of the powerful people left and went to look for other stalls.

Among the remaining people, some were unwilling to give in, while others were evaluating the treasures they had to see if they could exchange them for anything.

"Is there no one left to bid?"

The stall owner glanced over, inevitably a little disappointed.

If someone comes up with something higher than this iron core, I will definitely sell it to him without saying a word.

He also knew in his heart that the materials for weapon refining were very difficult to find, and it was not easy to find what he wanted.

"I have a treasure here."

At this time, a voice spoke.