New White Snake Asking Immortals

In the eyes of a money-greedy longan, filling the storage bag is the truth.

Successfully sold a slightly damaged flying sword. The material is not good. It is a relic left by a fallen fairy. Back then, many demons were killed and a lot of garbage of unknown origin was picked up. The flying sword was one of them. The grade has fallen, but it is definitely a treasure for a monk who has not yet crossed the catastrophe and became a fairy.

Instead of using the currency issued by the Heavenly Court, they chose to exchange it with rare hard metals or rare antiquities.

The purpose of collecting relics is to find the dragon ruins.

So far, Bai Yujun has never been able to forget the graceful woman in Time Back...

No matter who she is, always find out everything about her.

The ancient times are too long, so long that there are only countless true and false myths and legends left, and it is impossible to use time travel to cover the entire world, there is only one way left.

Collect artifacts, unearth ruins, or find the right moment to return to a dying planet.

At that time, I was in a hurry to go back to find the way back, but now that I know the way back and I am prepared, it is not a problem to spend several years searching carefully.

There are several years of vacation, which is enough.

"Don't miss it when you pass by~ The ancestral signboard has a good reputation~"

Shouting two voices, he continued to cut the bamboo with a swipe, while pondering over the dilapidated ancient books obtained in the trade.

After looking at it for a while and throwing it into the storage bag, the ancient characters are obscure and difficult to understand, but relying on the talent of the Dragon Clan, I can still understand it. I don’t know which family’s chronicle, so you can refer to the local changes.

This place is just a small black market in the world of cultivating immortals, and the traffic is okay.

Open the stall in the morning and close the stall in the evening.

The days seem to be back to the days of doing business in Jiuli Baibu, and I feel happy.

At this moment, four items were placed on the bamboo mat, a dark golden pagoda, two swords, and a book of jade talismans that recorded body training exercises. Although there were few items, they were all rare items, and people often stopped by.

Most of the jade talismans are for kung fu, but the price is too expensive.

The other three are not good-looking, and the level of the magic treasure is not obvious when the level is low, and high-level practitioners rarely appear. In Bai Yujun's words, it all depends on fate, two words, chance.

How could the spoils obtained from the bloody battlefield of gods and demons be worthless?

After the fall of the human race or monks or heavenly soldiers and generals, the items were picked up by the demons. Bai Yujun killed the demons and picked them up. Gradually, the things in the storage bag gradually increased.

The veiled monk asked the price.

"How to sell jade talisman skills?"

Bai Yujun didn't lift her head.

"Rare metals or ancient objects, depending on the specific details."

"Ancient items... I don't have any collections, please see if this ore is enough."

The masked monk took out an elliptical ore that looked like a star, and Bai Yujun glanced at it. It was genuine. It should be a meteorite that fell from the sky and was not completely burned.

Shaking his head, he continued to peel the bamboo.

"The exercise is a body training method, the effect is comparable to the inheritance of the great sect, and the value of the ore is one-tenth."

"This……"

The monk was very tangled, and after hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and took out a piece of white ore again.

"This is the moonstone. It was originally a rare white flame ore in the special terrain where only the sun is seen but the sun is seen. It has been transformed after three hundred years. Although the weight is small, it is still rare."

Bai Yujun looked up, she was not bad.

"The price is slightly higher, and I will give you a free paper umbrella that can bring good luck and avoid bad luck."

"make a deal."

Picking up the jade talisman and a paper umbrella and handing them to the monk, put away two pieces of ore and continue to set up a stall. The exercises in the jade talisman are indeed worth the price. Bai Yujun has the dragon talent and doesn't need exercises so she sells them.

The monk who was worried that the skills were worthless felt happy after sensing the jade talisman, and bowed his hands and said goodbye.

Once again, take out a piece of loot to set up a stall.

In fact, compared to skills and life-saving, it is obvious that a small life is more important. The paper umbrella he put away at will can ward off a disaster, and the inner blessing produced by the real dragon is the real treasure.

"Look, take a look, take a look ~ Clearance sale ~ 10% off the magic weapon left over from the war between gods and demons~"

Feel free to shout twice.

He didn't care if he attracted ridicule from the monks passing by.

This place is just a rare place for mortal black market immortals and demons to see, and it is normal not to recognize treasures.

As for robbery, hehe, Bai Yujun was just waiting to find an excuse to do it.

The red sun sets in the west and the sun sets in the evening.

I didn't get much harvest today, and I didn't get any ancient books or artifacts left over from ancient times. It's normal. If ancient objects can be seen everywhere, it would be nonsense, and we can't expect to harvest every day.

Put away the goods and roll up the bamboo mat, get a small backpack and carry it on your back, and find a black market inn to stay.

After entering the door, turn a few corners and look around for no one.

The little hands rubbed their faces.

The delicate face turns into another female cultivator, and at the same time, the height and body shape are changed and the breath of the female cultivator seen during the day is simulated. She changes clothes to hide the dragon horns, puts on a bamboo hat and goes out, and instantly transforms into a girl with freckles when she passes through the black market magic circle. The clothing and accessories are all different from before, and they hide in the human city to hide their traces.

Be careful sailing for thousands of years, whenever you hide in the dark, you will always feel safe.

I found an ancient well in the city, and jumped into it while no one was looking. The well was deep and spacious, suitable for the dragons to rest.

Integrate your own breath into the well water completely, and use the package as a pillow to fall asleep...

Hiding in the abyss, if the real dragon hides, no one can find it.

Talking in a daze.

"I can't find anything. It seems that tomorrow I can only look at the secret library of the dead family, or the emperor's study in the world is also good. I can always find some ancient relics, huh~"

Searching for information related to the ancient dragon clan is like finding a needle in a haystack.

No, it should be fishing for dragons in a haystack, at least the tip of the needle will not hide from whereabouts and cannot be found.

the next day.

A neighbor who got up early to fetch water felt that the bucket was very heavy...

Went to a noodle soup stall for breakfast, drank two big bowls of hot noodle soup in a big white porcelain bowl with a crack in it, and hurried to a big household in the city with two pancakes. The aristocratic family kept the books, and if they got nothing, they went to those ancient sects to try their luck.

Don't underestimate the powerful families of aristocratic families. They have a clear mind. If they want to grow stronger, they must have the support of their background. Books are the most important thing.

A dragon sneaked into the house, I don't know if it is a blessing...

The morning sun is warm.

The house of the tall and big family is cooler than the outside, the old doors and windows with peeling paint, and the smooth floor tiles have lost their edges and corners. The grass grows stubbornly. The most precious thing is the book, and the most troublesome thing is the library. Collecting classics is definitely not like riding a bamboo horse A children's favourite, dragonflies.

The window on the second floor was pushed open, and the decayed and stale atmosphere drifted away with the wind.

Bai Yujun sat on the window sill reading a book, with her feet against the window to prevent the wind from closing it.

In the library, dust can be seen floating through the sunlight. Several avatars kept flipping through the books to search for information related to ancient times, and then sent them to the window for the main body to read, chaotic but orderly.

The old wooden door of the courtyard rang, and the hunchbacked old servant came in with a broom to sweep.

Bai Yujun didn't look up while eating the apple, and the hunchbacked old servant didn't notice that the window of the master's library was wide open, and he just pulled weeds and swept the yard by himself.

Slowly, Moubai discovered that he likes to read books.