"Only exchange, not sell!"

The owner of this stall owner was a bit interesting. He wore a Zhu Bajie mask with a grinning and a slim black robe with a unique ancient style that set off the slim body, with a crisp and yellow oriole sound.

Moreover, the aura on his body was faintly refreshing and natural. If it weren't for the occasional slight spiritual aura, Xiao Nan would have thought that the other party was a young girl.

Looking at this Qianshan Guardian, Xiaonan hesitated slightly and said, "Two cents of Soul Lost Sand!"

The stall owner glanced at Xiaonan and seemed a little curious. After all, in this ghost market, Xiaonan was so old that he still didn't feel any powerful aura, and there was no common presence of him making decisions alone.

"At least three cents!" The stall owner seemed to smile.

Xiaonan frowned slightly. It was not that the price of these three coins was unreasonable, but that Luohunsha was not much at hand. He used one coins to reduce one coins, which made him feel a little bit painful.

The quality of this Qianshan Guard is higher, and the other party’s asking price is quite reasonable; but the original Qianshan Guard can be obtained with two cents, but it costs one extra cent here.

But he just frowned slightly, nodded and said, "Okay!"

He immediately took off his backpack, took out a small wooden box from it, opened the wooden box, and inside it was a small transparent glass bottle weighing chopsticks and about an inch high.

Looking at the wooden box, the stall owner's eyes lit up.

Xiaonan pulled out three pieces from it and handed them to the stall owner, saying, "Please inspect the goods for three cents!"

The stall owner stretched out a jade-like palm, gently took the three small bottles, opened one, put it to his nose and smelled it, then poured it into his palm, shook it gently, and smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad!"

Putting the Soul-falling Sand back into the bottle, he reached out and handed the Qianshan Shou over and said, "Trade is done!"

After imitating Xiaonan, the stall owner chuckled like a silver bell again and said, "I think you have a lot of soul-falling sand. Do you still buy things?"

"...this is another set!" Fun Xiaonan snorted secretly, but he didn't look at other things. He quickly shook his head: "I won't buy it anymore, I won't buy it anymore..."

As soon as Fun Xiaonan said this, the stall owner seemed unwilling to give up and said anxiously: "Buy some, buy some more... If you buy these magical tools, I will give you a 20% discount..."

"Come on, look... these are all top-quality magic weapons, which is rare to see here..."

"You guys..." Fan Xiaonan's heart thumped, blinked, looked at the stall owner quietly, shook his head and sighed: "I like these magical tools very much, but I can't afford them!"

"Add to buy... I just saw that you still have seven coins of Soul-falling Sand!" The stall owner glanced at the stall in front of him, then reached out to pick out three pieces and said, "Here... you can choose any of these three pieces you like!"

"This piece, Thousand Dragons Ring Divine Whip, once it is used... the increase in soul-type magic has reached more than 30%, and it has the magical effect of soul-sucking and dying. Even if you do not use soul-type magic, you will be affected by it. It is a very good top-grade magic weapon!"

"There is also this Qingyuan Sword, the best magic weapon; it has..."

Three pieces were introduced in a row, including two of them, one of which was the best magic weapon, and one of the top-grade soul magic weapon; the stall owner looked at Fun Xiaonan with hope and said, "How is it? Usually, each of these three pieces can be exchanged for almost one or two soul-falling sand. Now I will exchange you one for seven cents of soul-falling sand!"

Looking at these three magic weapons, Fun Xiaonan took a breath. The power of these three magic weapons was quite good. Although it was not as tempting as the Jue Tian Ou Thunder Slash to him, it still made him very moved.

Just like a man encounters a sports car...

"Thank you so much... To me, spiritual medicine is more important now!" Fan Xiaonan gritted his teeth and refused cruelly; the so-called racing is a pleasure for a while, and it is not easy to repay the car loan!

Seeing that Xiao Nan still refused, the stall owner showed a look of disappointment in his dark jade-like eyes. He sighed, suddenly remembered something, and his eyes lit up again. He reached out to take out a bottle of medicine from his pocket.

"How is this?"

Looking at the white jade medicine bottle, Xiaonan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of curiosity appeared in his eyes.

"Xuanling Pill!" The stall owner looked at Fun Xiaonan and raised his head slightly and smiled: "I see that you have Soul-Lost Sand on you, and you have also changed to a Qianshan Guard. It is supposed to be for refining Lingyin Pills or Xuanyin Pills... I have a bottle of Xuanling Pills, which has thirty inside, and the effect is similar to that of both types of elixirs!"

Xiaonan was slightly surprised. The other party could guess the elixirs he had practiced from these two medicines, which showed that he was very familiar with these elixir recipes; and whether it was Lingyin Pill or Xuanyin Pill recipes, they could be seen by ordinary monks; the stall owner could guess easily, and he could also name two kinds of...

Thinking of Xiaonan's thoughts in the other party's words just now, "You guys..." were even more strange.

Strong suppressed the horror in his heart, took a deep breath, Mosan looked at the jade bottle, and said, "I exchanged a bottle for seven cents of soul-falling sand?"

"That won't happen! If you really exchange this Xuanling Pill, you will have to make one or two of your soul-falling sand. Otherwise, you can add something else!" The stall owner looked at Xiaonandao with a smile.

"Other?" Fang Xiaonan frowned. He brought a total of one or two soul-falling sand and a few Yin Ling grasses. If he exchanged it for Yin Ling grass, he would be a little reluctant.

But he knew that the Xuanling Pill was rare, and there were thirty pills, so the price was not high when exchanged for one or two Soul-falling Sands!

If you pass this village, there will be no such store.

After thinking about it, Xiaonan reached out to take out a Yin Crystal Stone from his pocket and said slowly: "I will add another Yin Crystal Stone, but you have to add ten more Yuan Xiu Dans!"

Looking at the Yin Crystal Stone in Xiaonan's hand, the stall owner smiled curiously and said, "Do you know I have the Xiuyuan Pill?"

"Since you can have Xuanling Pill, you will naturally have this kind of cultivation pill that is commonly used for cultivation!" Xiaonan said with a slight smile.

The stall owner looked at Fun Xiaonan speechlessly, sighed and said, "The quality of your Yin Crystal Stone can only be considered a low-quality product. If I ask me to add the Xiuyuan Pill, I will suffer a loss!"

"The difference is not very big!" Fun Xiaonan shrugged and laughed: "I have nothing else! If you agree, change it!"

The stall owner looked at Fun Xiaonan silently, and suddenly chuckled and said, "You are very smart!"

"Thank you!" Fun Xiaonan shrugged, not humble.

The stall owner reached out and took out a jade bottle of about the same size from his pocket, looked at Fun Xiaonan, and said, "Do you have any stuff?"

Fun Xiaonan thought about it, flipped through his bag, took out a glass bottle, and handed it over.

He glanced at the glass bottle handed over by Xiaonan. The stall owner seemed to curl his lips, reached out to take the bottle, poured ten Xiuyuan Pills into it; then threw the bottle containing the Xuanling Pills together and said, "Look at it again!"

"Thank you!" Fun Xiaonan didn't look at it anymore, but put it in his bag, then threw the Yin Crystal Stone to the other party, then took out the box containing the Soul-falling Sand, and handed it to the other party. He reached out and smiled: "Happy cooperation!"

Looking at Fun Xiaonan's hand stretched out, the stall owner hesitated for a moment, but slowly stretched out his hand, shook Fun Xiaonan, and said, "Happy cooperation!"

Feeling the delicate feeling coming from where his fingers touched, a storm surged in Xiaonan's heart, but his face was silent. He slowly let go of his hand and was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, the stall owner's faint reminder sounded in his ears: "Be careful, at least five people are staring at you!"

Fun Xiaonan was slightly stunned, glanced at the stall owner's black and white eyes, and smiled slightly, saying, "Thank you! If you have the chance to arrive in Dongyuan, I will treat you to dinner! My name is Fun Xiaonan! You can usually find me!"

"Fun Xiaonan? Dongyuan?" Listening to Fun Xiaonan's invitation, the stall owner was a little stunned, but looking at Fun Xiaonan's calm and relaxed expression, he immediately laughed and nodded, "Okay, I hope there is a chance!"

After saying goodbye to the stall owner, Fan Xiaonan did not stop and walked out slowly.

To be honest, he doesn't like staying up late. It's almost four o'clock in the morning, and a hint of sleepiness is already beginning to come.

Some troubles will be solved early, and some things will be easy to do before the ghost market has ended; otherwise, he will endure it for so long.
Chapter completed!