The stall owner sat down at Youruo Bodhisattva. The old man next to him looked gloomy and did not speak. The middle-aged man frowned and looked at Fun Xiaonan. Dingdian Novels are updated the fastest

The thin and tall young man raised his eyebrows high, and he had long disliked this boy, and always felt that the boy didn't care about anything, which made him very upset.

Mian Xiaonan, half a foot away, frowned slightly, looked at the young man with a brow glaring in front of him, frowned slowly and said in a low voice: "This is the first time I've come back, but I heard that death is common here!"

"Hey...what..." the young man sneered, and before he finished speaking, he was pulled by the old man.

"Xiaohao... don't talk nonsense!" The old man looked at Fun Xiaonan carefully, a trace of alert flashed in his eyes, and he clasped his fists and said slowly: "Sorry, Xiao...Zhusun is ignorant!"

The young man looked unwilling at this moment and said angrily: "Grandpa, why do you pull me to do? What can he do to change the Tongming grass? It's obviously here to disrupt the situation!"

"Shut up!" The old man glared at his grandson fiercely; the young man snorted and shut up.

Fang Xiaonan squatted down gently in front of the stall owner, looked at the five branches of Tongming grass in the box, and said slowly: "The Yin Ling Grass is replaced by your Tongming grass!"

Listening to Fun Xiaonan's words, the stall owner looked up slightly and looked at Fun Xiaonan, as if he was about to say something. The old man next to him froze, he looked at Fun Xiaonan tightly, and then gritted his teeth and looked at the stall owner, saying, "I'll exchange you for three assembly six?"

But the stall owner answered the question terrible: "One change to another one!"

As soon as these words were said, the old man's faces changed, and the young man's face turned darker and he said anxiously: "Grandpa!"

The old man gritted his teeth and slowly retreated, waved his hand to stop his grandson, and stopped talking.

Fun Xiaonan took off the bag on his back, took out a wooden box from it, and opened it to reveal a few ink-like grass inside.

Looking at the box that Fun Xiaonan took out, the three old men next to him instantly stared at the eyes of the young man, and looked at the grass in Fun Xiaonan's hand with disbelief, and then looked at his grandfather in surprise.

Until I saw my grandfather's appearance that almost even his eyes were staring out, my face finally turned pale and I looked at Fun Xiaonan with horror.

Seeing the grass, the stall owner who had been silent, finally flashed lightly at this moment, and he took the initiative to say, "How many?"

"Five branches!" Xiaonan reached out and picked out five branches from the box and placed them on the stall.

"Okay!" The stall owner picked up the box containing the bright grass with satisfaction and handed it over, saying, "Trade!"

After packing the five Yin Ling Herbs, the stall owner looked at Fun Xiaonan again and said in a sandy voice: "Have you changed your Yin Ling Herbs? Is there anything you want on my stall?"

"No more, thank you!" Fun Xiaonan put away the two boxes and put them back into his bag, and said with a smile.

"Oh...it's easy to leave!" the stall owner nodded regretfully.

Carrying his backpack, Fun Xiaonan continued to walk forward slowly, leaving only the three grandparents and grandchildren, looking at Fun Xiaonan's back with a gloomy face.

But they didn't know that they looked at the departure of Xiaonan with envy, and were drooling all the way...

"Damn... Jue Tian Oath Thunder Slash, Five Elements Escape Flag..."

Both of these are magic weapons on the stall just now, and they are both top-quality. Xiaonan thought about it and felt itchy. When the stall owner asked, he was almost moved.

This Jue Tian Oath Thunder Slash should be one of the top thunder magic weapons still exist in the world; if it is in his hands, at least it can last 20% more for his pure thunder time, and its power should be increased by 20% more!

This five-element escape flag is a rare treasure for escape and protection. With this thing, even if you encounter the magical power realm, you usually have hope of getting out of it. And another wonderful use is that if you have this thing, whether it is used for sneak attacks or ambushing, it is a great wonderful thing.

Both of these imitations, Xiao Nan was quite moved, but finally gritted his teeth and held back; there were only a few left of his Yin Ling grass, and after refining a furnace of elixirs, there could be at most one or two left, and it was impossible to replace one of these two pieces.

Most of the Soul-falling Sand was given to my mother, and not much left. In comparison, elixirs are still more important than magic tools; after all, improving one's own strength is the fundamental thing.

Fun Xiaonan went around and then went back to the two stalls that first saw Qianshanshou.

There is a stall selling Qianshanshou that is a medium-class stall, that is, one or two high-quality goods, and the others are medium- and low-quality goods; and the other is a high-quality stall, that is, the stall that is mostly high-quality goods.

After a moment of pondering, Fun Xiaonan came to the medium-sized stall.

There is a Qianshan guarding one in this place, about a meter long, which is enough to use it to refine medicine; and this Qianshan guarding this stall is not the best item, and it may be more suitable than those high-quality stalls.

The boss did not hide his face. He had dark hair, but had two white eyebrows. He looked like he was in his forties and fifties, and he looked like he was sixty or seventy. He sat on a small bench and closed his eyes to rest. He was covered in the breath of the spiritual realm at a glance.

Fun Xiaonan looked at the other party and said slowly: "How do you buy this Qianshan Shou?"

The boss opened his eyes and looked at Xiaonan. He looked at Xiaonan's appearance and was slightly stunned. Then he said in a low voice: "If you don't sell it, just change it!"

After hearing this, Fun Xiaonan was not surprised. When he reached this level, money was no longer important. What was important was the spiritual medicine for cultivation. The other party could take out the Qianshan Guard, and the one he wanted to exchange for would definitely be an item of similar value.

"Two cents of Soul Lost Sand!" said softly.

"Soul Lost Sand?" The boss was slightly excited, and then looked at Xiaonan carefully, then said slowly: "My friend, my Qianshan foot guard is one meter long, so don't joke about two cents!"

"The Soul Lost Sand is much rarer than your Qianshan Guard!" Fun Xiaonan smiled and said, "If it is changed, then change it!"

The boss looked at Xiaonan firmly, and then said in a deep voice: "Four coins are indispensable!"

Fun Xiaonan smiled and shook his head, got up and turned away; the boss was not very real, and the value of the two coins of Soul-Lost Sand he paid was no longer under Qianshan Guard...

Looking at the figure of Xiaonan leaving, the boss took a breath and stopped talking. Finally, he did not make any noise and left Xiaonan, but a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Before Fun Xiaonan walked to the top stall, there was also Qianshanshou here, and the quality seemed to be higher.
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