Walking around, Tu Shanjun did not show up.

However, as long as there is magical support, you can still know the outside world well even if you are in the flag.

Although I always feel that the main soul is myself, in fact the main soul is just an extension of the soul flag, just like the limbs and palms of people.

The soul flag is a magic weapon, and the main soul is the strength of the golden elixir in its early stage.

After accepting the golden elixir monks from the Rakshasa Void Clan, since the soul flag itself did not improve the strength of the main soul, Tu Shanjun actually also benefited, and his strength was no longer as strong as the first one.

Jindan Zhenren's strength is enough to cover up the soul flag.

Unless there are monks who are much higher than him, there is no way to intercept his message transmission.

"clang!"

Ding Xie, who was talking to Tu Shanjun, was awakened by the sound of knocking.

When his eyes came into contact, it turned out to be a foundation-building monk setting up a stall.

The four corners of the iron cage are affixed with talismans.

The yellow talisman is outlined with cinnabar and flutters in the wind, like a swaying willow leaf that will be blown away by the breeze at any time.

It's just that little bit, but it's as solid as a rock. Even strong winds can't take off the yellow talisman.

"Fellow Taoist, do you need some good hooking materials?"

The speaker put down the gong in his hand, and a smile appeared on his originally tense face.

Ding Xie glanced around, and pairs of faint eyes appeared in the stacked four-corner iron cages. Most of them were advanced spirits, of all types, and they were all huddled in the iron cages with scars.

She shivered under that man's blow.

Ding Xie pointed to the iron cage placed in front: "How much does this moon fox cost?"

"With the friendly eyes of the Taoist, this moon fox is about to build a foundation. It was the poor Taoist who spent so much effort to catch it."

"If fellow Taoist sincerely want it, five spiritual stones."

"Top grade?"

"Of course it's top quality." The Taoist said with a smile.

He also saw that Ding Xie's cultivation was profound, so he said hello.

Ding Xie had already made a calculation in his mind when he thought of it. Five high-grade spiritual stones, according to the exchange rate, would cost about 2,945 low-grade spiritual stones. However, the exchange rate fluctuates, and maybe it has already reached three.

Thousands of dollars.

Spend 3,000 spiritual stones to buy a moon fox that practices Qi Dzogchen.

Expensive.

"Does this fellow Taoist want this Moon Fox?" While Ding Xie was thinking about it, a foundation-building monk walked past him.

Ding Xie shook his head, handed over his hands and left. Tu Shanjun also said it was too expensive, so he gave up the idea.

As soon as he left, the price was already negotiated at the stall behind him. The stall owner took out the moon fox, and the buyer easily picked up the skin and drew blood. The technique was neat and tidy. In just a moment, all the materials were placed properly, and then he got into the crowd.

Everyone around him has long been accustomed to this.

Before they could pass, a crowd formed in front of them, and the shouts were rising.

Ding Xie stopped and looked inside.

In front of the monk in ordinary clothes were various types of magic weapon rings, each with a price tag. He thought it was a magic weapon, but after a closer look, he discovered that it was a 'spiritual control ring'.

The Yuling Ring, also known as the Beast Taming Ring, is the unique magical weapon of the Yuling Sect.

The moment you take it out, you will know where the opponent is coming from.

When walking around the world, disciples of major sects more or less carry with them objects that can be distinguished at a glance, which can save countless conflicts.

No wonder so many monks gathered here.

No one can refuse to raise a favorite spiritual pet, just like no monk can refuse a flying sword.

Ding Xie squeezed out from the crowd and snapped up one.

However, it can only forcibly lock and restrain the spirits in the Qi training stage.

Don't worry about those at the foundation level. They were trained by the Yuling Sect from childhood. They grew up together with the monks. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are brothers in the same sect.

Once a spirit develops intelligence on its own and successfully transforms into a spirit, it will be too difficult to domesticate it.

The demon cultivators do not fight on their own. If they join a large sect like Mo Palace, they will become fellow monks. If they want to kill, draw blood and refine marrow, they have to consider whether they can withstand the wrath of Mo Palace.

However, monsters, monsters, and monsters are often looked down upon by others even if they achieve great things.

Mountain spirits and ghosts are often violent and like to eat people, so fights between the two sides are not uncommon.

This has been the case since ancient times.

A large sect like the Mo Palace only has this amount in the entire small wilderness. Its protection is limited and cannot compare with the prosperity of human cultivation.

For example, Grandmaster Chiyun of Dongyuan City is a traditional monk. It is not a tradition of classic techniques, but a tradition of concepts, adhering to the concepts of others.

"Why?"

Ding Xie suddenly looked over and saw the stall owner sitting cross-legged in the corner, wearing a hood and closing his eyes to practice martial arts. There were more than a dozen dark jars placed in front of him.

The lingering evil aura made Ding Xie very concerned.

Squatting on the ground without any image, the spirit officer's Dharma Eyes were moving, and the evil spirit became even more abundant.

"Fellow Taoist, are you interested?" The stall owner who was sitting cross-legged opened his eyes and there was a hint of doubt in his voice.

His jar contains captured ghosts and monsters, all of which are covered with demon-suppressing and demon-suppressing charms.

The handsome man in front of him has an authentic Taoist aura, so he shouldn't be interested in these heretics.

Of course, it's not Ding Xie who's interested, it's Tu Shanjun in the soul flag.

"Fellow Taoist, you are polite." Ding Xie cupped his hands and asked, "In the jar?"

"It's a ghost."

"This green altar contains a basic foundation-building Dao Lao ghost. I captured it in Zhangxi. The wind and rain were howling, and I only discovered this troublesome ghost when I heard the whistling and buzzing."

"There are ghosts in the black altar, practicing Qi to perfection."

"..."

There are more than a dozen kinds of ghosts and monsters with different cultivation levels.

The strongest one is Dao Lao, who is in the early stage of foundation building.

Tu Shanjun is also very good at researching ghosts. Daolao is a living corpse. Unlike zombies, this thing has a ghost.

"What's the price?" Ding Xie waved proudly.

"Which one is this fellow Taoist asking about?"

"all!"

After the words fell, the hooded monk was stunned. Could it be that he had been taken advantage of?

It doesn't look like it.

When it comes to cultivation, the handsome Taoist in front of him is infinitely more advanced than him. He should not be a fool, nor is he joking.

Gu Li

…

The value of ghosts is inferior to that of spirits, and the power of the ghost blood talisman is also greatly reduced. It would be easier to refine a heretical method of conquering ghosts.

The Xuanmen orthodox sect mostly kills ghosts and collects materials, and a body of flesh, blood, essence, and blood is of some use.

Some of the materials used for refining weapons are mostly taken from powerful ghosts, such as non-transformable bones, internal organs, bile,...

Ghosts can accumulate strength faster by eating people. Human monks can also peel off the ghosts' skin and cramps to make decoctions and pills.

The hooded monk has been setting up his stall for half a month and is about to sell two of them. As long as you are willing, you can catch this thing by yourself. Unless it is urgently needed, no one will spend a lot of money to buy the whole one. Most of them buy the ingredients from the medicine shop.

Unexpectedly, I was shot today.

I didn't care too much, I roughly estimated the price and packaged it for Ding Xie.

That is to say, the Dao Lao is more expensive and costs 7,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and the others are not expensive.

However, Tu Shanjun is very wealthy and doesn't care about these things at all.

To Tushanjun, spiritual stones are just money and have no special meaning.

It can be converted into strength, and some premiums don't hurt.

As Ding Xie bought all the jars, the hooded monk laughed twice, packed up his clothes and left.

After all, the goods that have been backlogged for a long time are now sold, how can it not be a joy?

…

On the way, I drained the jar and threw all the ghosts into the soul flag.
To be continued...