The stall owner is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in Tsing Yi who has a seventh-level cultivation of qi refining.

"Of course, the Huiling Wine is brewed with more than a dozen fifty or sixty-year-old elixirs, and if a Qi Refining Period monk drinks it, he can recover half of his mana in a quarter of an hour, but this wine must not be drunk too much, otherwise there will be a period of weakness. The girl in Tsing Yi said sweetly.

"Do you have the recipe for this Soul Wine? I'm willing to pay a high price. Shi Yue thought about it for a while, and asked the girl in Tsing Yi.

"No, this pot of Huiling wine was bought from other places, not made by me, only this pot. The girl in Tsing Yi shook her head.

"Can you let me smell it and identify it?" Shi Yue asked.

"Absolutely. ”

Shi Yue picked up the wine jug, lifted the lid, and an attractive aroma immediately wafted out of the wine jug, which made people feel refreshed when they heard it.

"I want this pot of Huiling wine and the bag of seeds of the white silk spirit lotus. Shi Yue pointed to a leather bag and said.

"Two hundred spirit stones for Huiling wine, and twenty spirit stones for the seeds of the white silk spirit lotus. The woman in Tsing Yi said sweetly.

After paying the spirit stone, Shi Yue put away the spirit wine and seeds, got up and left.

Shi Yue walked forward, his eyes quickly skimming over the goods on the stall.

Suddenly, a tempting aroma wafted into Shi Yue's nose.

Shi Yue sniffed lightly and was surprised to find that a small stall in front of him was selling food.

The stall owner is a black-faced man with an obese body and a seventh-level Qi refining cultivation. There is a sign next to the stall that reads: Freshly made spiritual food, large and cheap.

There were two immortal cultivators dressed as farmers eating, and there were several fragrant dishes on the table.

"Coo" Shi Yue's stomach suddenly rang.

Shi Yue licked his saliva, walked forward quickly, and said, "This fellow Daoist, do you have anything to eat here?"

"Ling rice, two spirit stones in a bowl, five spirit stones in a dish of spirit vegetables, and nectar spirit wine, twenty spirit stones in a pot, spirit pepper fried spirit pig's trotters, ten spirit stones in a pair, I don't know what you want to eat?" said the black-faced man enthusiastically.

"I want two bowls of spiritual rice, a pair of spiritual pig's trotters, and a pot of nectar spiritual wine. ”

"Small business, give the spirit stone first. The black-faced man squeezed out a smile on his face and stretched out a greasy palm.

Shi Yue nodded, took out thirty-four spirit stones, and handed them to the black-faced man.

"Okay, fellow Daoist, wait a minute, the dish will be ready soon. The black-faced man put away the spirit stone, grinned, and showed a mouthful of big white teeth, looking honest and amiable.

Shi Yue nodded, sat down on a wooden chair, and waited quietly.

It didn't take long for the black-faced man to come over with a large plate.

"Fellow Daoist, your big pig's trotters, spiritual rice and spiritual wine will come soon. After the black-faced man put the plate down, he quickly put two bowls of rice and a pot of wine in front of the wooden table where Shi Yue was sitting.

Shi Yue was not polite, took a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

The meat is tender, melts in the mouth, and the gravy is sweet.

Shi Yue took two mouthfuls of rice, ate a few more pieces of meat, and took another sip of spirit wine, with a satisfied look on his face.

The spiritual food is much more delicious than Bigu Dan, although it is more expensive, fortunately, Shiyue can also eat it.

Shi Yue turned his head to look around, and found that this stall was the only one making spiritual food.

"By the way, fellow Daoist, this is a case soup, free, it is made with spirit pig bones, it is very replenishing, you can taste it. The black-faced man took a bowl of soup, put it on the table, and said with a smile.

Shi Yue nodded, took a sip, his eyes lit up, and he praised it: "Not bad, it's delicious." ”

Hearing Shi Yue's praise, the black-faced man grinned, with a satisfied look on his face.

"By the way, fellow Daoist, the spiritual food you make is so delicious, I don't think it's worse than the spiritual food made in those restaurants, have you ever worked in a restaurant before?" Shi Yue took a big sip of soup and asked casually.

"Hehe, I used to be a cook, but by chance, I got the secret book of cultivating immortals, and then I became an immortal cultivator. The black-faced man smiled and said with some embarrassment.

"Then are you here to attend the disciple collection meeting?" Shi Yue asked after taking two bites of rice.

"Well, I heard that those immortal cultivation sects are very strict in accepting disciples, and I don't know if I can worship the immortal cultivation sect. ”

"Then which sect do you want to worship?"

"The Five Sects of the Tang Dynasty, the Taixu Sect is more suitable for me, and when I earn enough spirit stones, I will bid for a spirit weapon to break into the Phantom Spirit Tower. At the end, a look of excitement appeared on the face of the black-faced man.

"Fat Liu, the auction in Xianyuan City will be held in two days, don't you think it's ridiculous to want to bid for a spirit weapon with your little spirit stone?" a thin man in a yellow shirt next to him teased.

"Hmph, maybe this matter can be said, if the business is hot in the past two days, won't there be spirit stones?" the black-faced man snorted lightly and said with a longing on his face.

"You're daydreaming, that spiritual artifact is one of the finale auction items, how can you possibly take it. The man in the yellow shirt scoffed.

"Hmph, if you don't have a dream, otherwise what's the difference between it and a big pig's trotter. ”

"Where there is a will, there is a way, I believe that you will definitely be able to worship the Taixu Sect. Shi Yue smiled at the black-faced man and encouraged.

With that, he got up and left.

Shi Yue's gaze quickly swept over the goods on the stall, but what he was thinking about was the auction of Xianyuan City that he had just heard.

He hasn't been in Xianyuan City for a long time, and he hasn't heard of the auction in Xianyuan City, but one of the finale auction items is actually a spiritual weapon, which shows that this auction is extraordinary.

Shi Yue had participated in two auctions before, but there were no spiritual auctions.

The price of spiritual weapons is relatively expensive, a low-grade spiritual weapon often costs five thousand spirit stones to start, and the better ones have to go to ten thousand spirit stones, ordinary Qi refining period monks can't afford it at all, and the difficulty of refining spiritual weapons is relatively high, most of them will only appear in the special auction of foundation building monks, and the auction of the Qi refining period rarely appears.

"A rag sells for a hundred spirit stones, think about spirit stones, you want to go crazy!"

"Hmph, what rags, that's my ancestor's, it's a broken treasure map, if you can find the treasure on it, there is no problem in advancing to the Yudan period. ”

"Hehe, you say it's a treasure map, it's a treasure map, just take a rag and try to deceive people, are you a fool for us?"

A fierce quarrel came from the front, interrupting Shi Yue's thoughts.

"Treasure map?" Hearing these three words, the nearby immortal cultivators immediately surrounded him.

Shi Yue's expression moved, and he looked quickly towards the source of the sound.

Because Shi Yue was relatively close, he soon came to the stall where the dispute was taking place.

The stall owner was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old white-clothed young man with a ninth-level cultivation of qi refining.

In addition to some demon beast materials, a few runes and a few low-level elixirs on the stall, there is also a palm-sized shabby handkerchief, and next to the shabby handkerchief is a sign with a line of small characters written on it: Treasure map remnants, priced at a hundred spirit stones.