Xiuxian Baiyi System, I know everything

In this way, Xu Feng stayed in the room for another five days.

Every day was quite fulfilling, and he had ten more wooden shield talismans in his hand, which meant he had twenty-five more spiritual stones in his hand.

But next, he had to go out.

Because the spiritual rice and monster meat at home were all eaten up.

He did it right away, packed up, put everything into the storage bag, and then walked out of the room.

Coincidentally, as soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Wang Kou from next door just walking out at this time.

Enemies meet on a narrow road.

But Xu Feng didn't intend to pay attention to the other party, and ignored him directly.

Wang Kou stared at him fiercely, as if he wanted to pounce on him and bite him, until his figure disappeared in the alley, then he said fiercely:

"Xu, don't be too arrogant, wait until I become an alchemist, you will see how I will find someone to cure you!"

Xu Feng certainly didn't know these, even if he knew, he wouldn't take it seriously. In his opinion, Wang Kou's behavior was no different from that of a child, innocent and childish.

He was going to a place where monks living in the outer area traded with each other. It was not only messy, but also had few kinds of spiritual objects, which was very different from the inner area he had been to before.

Another reason for him to choose this place was that it was closer. He just walked out of the alley and passed through another residential area, and he had arrived at his destination.

This place was like a market, with front and back doors, and special monks were sent to guard it.

Xu Feng took a glance and found that the cultivation of the two was higher than his own, one was at the fifth level of Qi training, and the other was at the sixth level of Qi training.

After taking out his identity token and giving it to the two for a thorough inspection, he followed the crowd into the market.

Suddenly, he felt like he was walking into a vegetable market. There were countless mixed sounds around him, as well as all kinds of unpleasant and pungent smells.

The smell of blood and sweat mixed together, making people feel dizzy, and he wanted to turn around and leave.

But thinking of the purpose of this visit and the inner district market that was far away, he endured the discomfort and walked forward slowly.

While walking and looking, combined with the memory of his previous life, he found that although this place was a little smaller, daily necessities were still complete.

For example, all kinds of monster meat, as well as spiritual rice, low-level magic tools, and basic exercises for the Qi Refining Period, all can be bought here.

"Daoyou, the best spiritual rice has just arrived today, come and have a look."

When he stopped at a spiritual rice stall, the stall owner had already started to greet him.

Looking at the five bulging small bags of different colors in front of him, Xu Feng asked directly:

"May I ask, fellow Taoist, are there any differences between these spiritual rices in different bags?"

Hearing his question, the stall owner quickly replied:

"These are all filled with different types of spiritual rice, some are soft and sticky, some are fragrant, and some contain more spiritual energy, but the price of this kind of spiritual rice is about 20% higher than other spiritual rice."

"Then I wonder what the price of spiritual rice with more spiritual energy is?"

"Calculated by kilograms, ten kilograms is twelve spiritual stones, how many kilograms do you want?"

"I wonder if you can accept barter?"

In the outer district market, barter is a very common trading method, which is why he dared to come here to purchase supplies even though he didn't have a spiritual stone on him.

Looking at the various messy things placed on the stall owner's stall besides spiritual rice, he asked.

"Yes, you can, but I need to check the goods first. If it's something too rubbish, don't take it out. I don't accept junk here."

Hearing the stall owner's straightforward words, Xu Feng was not panicked at all and took out the wooden shield talisman directly.

This kind of talisman has been recognized by the shopkeeper of Fuju Pavilion, and he is not worried that this small stall owner can find any faults.

"Hey, the quality is good, fellow Taoist, forgive me for asking, are these talismans from your hand?"

Xu Feng glared at the stall owner with some dissatisfaction, as if blaming him for not knowing the rules, but the next moment, like a rookie, he leaned close to the stall owner's ear and said:

"In theory, I can't tell you. My master repeatedly told me not to show off before I left.

But since you are asking sincerely, I will tell you that these are all drawn by my master, but I am not bad either, and I can already make talismans."

He is preparing to play the pig and eat the tiger, pretending to be harmless.

As expected, seeing his performance, the stall owner couldn't help but despise him and was thinking about how to rip him off.

"Okay, don't worry, this matter is known to heaven, earth, you and me, and I guarantee that no third person will know. Now let's get back to the point, let's discuss the price, how about two spirit stones for each talisman?"

"Hehe, this won't do, my master told me before he left that he would sell this kind of talisman in the inner district shops, and people would offer a high price of two and a half spirit stones, why are you only giving me two spirit stones?"

"This..."

The stall owner was speechless when he saw that he knew the price of this kind of talisman, but his eyes rolled around, and he had already thought of an excuse, and continued to deceive:

"The shops in the inner district are specially opened for those wealthy monks to buy resources. Your talisman is taken away by people for two and a half spirit stones, and it may be sold for four spirit stones in a blink of an eye.

But it's different here. Look at the people in the market, including you and me, we are all paupers.

I wish I could break a piece of spirit stone into two halves. If I accept this talisman seal from you at the price of two pieces of five spirit stones, who will I sell it to later? "

Listening to the stall owner's serious deception, Xu Feng remained unmoved and just kept playing with the various spiritual objects on his stall. Anyway, he had already made up his mind not to lower the price until death.

But when his hand passed over a plant that looked like a weed, the system in his mind suddenly heard a synthetic sound again.

[Hidden Opportunity: Discover a rare first-class medium-grade elixir]

Um? Miraculous medicine!

This reminder surprised him, and the expression on his face changed slightly, but he was lowering his head at this time, so the stall owner didn't notice anything unusual.

"Hey, fellow Taoist, please don't keep playing with my elixirs. They are very expensive. If you damage them, you will be compensated according to the price."

Hearing this, Xu Feng raised his eyebrows, took it into consideration, and continued to pretend to be stupid:

"Are these all elixirs? This is great. My master has always said that he would take me into the mountains to collect elixirs, but he never took action. I met them today. I want to take a closer look."

After saying that, he didn't discuss the price of the talisman seal with the stall owner, and just picked up an elixir and started studying it.

Seeing how obsessed he was, the stall owner was even more delighted, and then discussed with him:

"Well, since fellow Taoist likes these elixirs so much, how about we discuss it?

You just gave me six talismans. According to your calculation, they should be worth fifteen pieces of spiritual stones. According to my calculation, they are only worth twelve pieces of spiritual stones, which is exactly ten kilograms of spiritual rice.

As we are now, let's give in to each other. In addition to giving you ten kilograms of spiritual rice, how about I spare you a plant of spiritual medicine?

My elixir is worth a lot of money. My friend risked his life to collect it and asked me to sell it on my behalf. "

Although he was already happy, he still pretended to be at a loss and held out two fingers to the stall owner.