In the street stall area.
A rather handsome young man, dressed in Baiyun Sect's standard robe, walked slowly along the path between the street stalls casually.
Not long.
Cheng Buzheng noticed a stall out of the corner of his eye.
In front, not far away, was a middle-aged man in green, sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and concentrating.
There was a wooden sign on the small stall, which read, "For sale refined iron, copper, clear spiritual water, spiritual valley"
Cheng Buqing felt something in his heart and walked slowly past several When he came to this stall, he asked casually,
"Huangya Linggu, how many spiritual stones are there in a bucket?"
The middle-aged man in Qingyi opened his eyes and scanned the Cheng Bu Zheng said, "Huangya Linggu, ten spiritual stones for a fight." He looked at Cheng Bu Zheng with a smile.
Cheng Buzheng frowned and spoke slowly.
"Fellow Taoist, did you misquote the price for eight pieces of spiritual stones per bucket? See if you can sell it?"
The middle-aged man in Qingyi shook his head quickly and said,
"On the street stalls, there is no lower price than mine."
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi saw the young man in front of him, wearing the clothes of an outside disciple of Baiyun Sect, with an early stage of Qi training. , knowing that this must be the group of monks who joined Baiyun Sect more than two years ago.
Cheng Buzhu saw the middle-aged monk’s appearance and was too lazy to continue talking.
If you treat others as fools, you are the real fool
Cheng Buzheng said nothing, raised his feet and walked forward.
"My friend, is the price negotiable? How about nine yuan?" The middle-aged man in Qingyi shouted hurriedly when he saw that Cheng Buzheng had really left.
After hearing this, Cheng Buzheng still did not stop.
"Eight pieces, just eight spiritual stones"
Hearing this.
Stopping, Cheng Buzheng turned around, came to the middle-aged monk in green clothes again, and said coldly.
"If you confirm eight spiritual stones, I will buy a bucket."
The middle-aged monk in green clothes said as if he had suffered a big loss.
"Little friend, you are my first order today, otherwise, I would not sell it anyway."
Cheng Buzheng looked at the middle-aged man in Qingyi quietly. Talk to yourself.
He thought to himself, "Those unscrupulous merchants in the previous life either broke their bones and sold them, or they even jumped the price. You are still too young."
See you in the middle age in Qingyi, Cheng Buzheng Without saying a word, she just looked at him quietly, then his voice slowly became smaller, his expression became awkward, and finally he stopped talking. .
After the transaction was completed, Cheng Buzheng continued shopping in the street stall area.
The middle-aged monk in Tsing Yi looked at Cheng Buzheng’s retreating figure and thought to himself.
"What a talented and beautiful woman! She has such a vicious and sophisticated temperament. I was quite elegant back then."
Cheng Buzheng continued to visit the street stalls with a brisk pace, but At this time, there are only three items in the storage bagThis piece of spiritual stone can no longer be used. I can only see the prosperous scene of Baiyun City.
It took half an hour to walk around the entire street stall area.
Cheng Buzheng was walking back when he suddenly heard the sound of a middle-aged man and a young monk walking towards each other, talking to each other.
"Second brother, are you participating in the selection of Baiyunmen disciples?" The middle-aged man turned his head and said to the young monk beside him.
"I think so, but it's really too dangerous." The young monk lowered his head and said with some frustration.
"Five Spiritual Roots, there is no chance to join Baiyun Sect now. I have a God-given opportunity, don't you want to try it?"
""
As , the two monks gradually walked away, and at this time, Cheng Buzheng could no longer hear their conversation.
However, he found that many monks were rushing north.
Cheng Buzheng was slightly startled. He followed the crowd and walked slowly north. He also heard the conversations of many monks.
"The selection of handymen once every twelve years will begin tomorrow"
"Yes, for the sake of that wispy path to immortality, how many monks have been disturbed by that flesh and blood mill?" There are no broken bones left."
"For one pill, the Foundation Building Pill"
"This is also the greatest hope for us casual cultivators to join the sect and obtain the Foundation Building Pill"< /p>
"I wonder if the number of people selected by Baiyunmen this year is the same as twelve years ago"
"It should be the same but we have no hope"
"Jin The candidates selected by each of the three sects in the country are all late-stage Qi-training monks with extremely amazing combat capabilities."
"I won't participate. You will hardly survive when you go in."
"Come to participate. The selection of Baiyun Sect's miscellaneous disciples is basically all casual cultivators at the peak of qi training, so I won't join in the fun."
"Many qi-practicing Dzogchen cultivators are here to participate in the selection. All the monks are here for a Foundation Establishment Pill.
Now there is only one Foundation Establishment Pill left to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm. Can you give up this opportunity?
After all, Obtain a Foundation Establishment Pill and attack the Foundation Establishment Realm
This chapter is not finished yet, click the next page
Please remember: Free and fastest update No anti-theft No anti-theft