Zhuo Yiting picked up a piece of material on the stall and said to the stall owner, "How much does this piece of dark iron silver sand sell?"

The stall owner looked at the material, and then said simply: "7000 spirit stones." [~]”

Zhuo Yiting was stunned for a moment: "7,000 spirit stones! It's such a big point, not even half an inch!"

The stall owner said: "Hehe, looking at the clothes on your body, you should be a disciple of Taiyi Gate, right?

A material like Xuantie Yinsha is not that it is bigger and more expensive, but that it depends on the quality! Because Xuantie Yinsha is too tough, and it is mixed with refining materials with two attributes, and the melting points of these two materials are very close, it is very difficult to separate! Coupled with the large number of impurities contained in it, it is very difficult to refine Xuantie sand with high purity!

Therefore, the quality of the black iron silver sand itself directly determines whether the purity of the refined black iron sand is high or low. Look at this piece of material of mine, although more than seventy percent of it is impurities, the remaining thirty percent, almost all of them are dark iron sand, and the proportion of silver sand is less than five percent!"

Zhuo Yiting said: "What you said is indeed good, but most of the dark iron silver sand, the internal dark iron sand and silver sand, these two materials are rarely evenly mixed together, and they are generally concentrated in two different positions.

However, the content of silver sand in this piece of your material is indeed very small, but the distribution is too uniform, which cannot be eliminated at all in the future purification! Moreover, the weight of the material is too small, and the proportion of impurities is too large, and the amount of dark iron sand that can really be refined is only a few baht at most!"

The stall owner was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes and said: "Anyway, Xuantie Silver Sand is a very sought-after material, because its use is too extensive, and the yield is low, so I will charge you 7,000 spirit stones for such a large piece, and the price is very fair!"

Zhuo Yiting was about to say something more, when a middle-aged monk next to her suddenly said, "7,000 spirit stones, I want this piece of Xuantie Silver Sand!"

Zhuo Yiting glared at the middle-aged monk, and said to him angrily: "Didn't you see that I was bargaining?

The middle-aged monk was not ashamed: "Hmph, are there trading rules? The highest bidder will naturally get it! If you can't afford it, don't make trouble here!"

Zhuo Yiting pointed to the middle-aged monk's nose and said angrily: "You are simply messing around!

The middle-aged monk cocked his neck: "If you have the ability, you can take out 7,000 spirit stones and buy it, otherwise, don't stop others from buying it!"

Zhuo Yiting was so angry that she turned red, she looked at the stall owner and said, "7,000 spirit stones are too much, can it be cheaper?"

The stall owner shook his head slyly, and Zhuo Yiting had no choice but to say to her companions, "Xiaojing, how many spirit stones do you still have?"

The female monk known as Xiaojing said, "Senior sister, we have bought so many high-grade materials in the past month, and all the hundreds of thousands of spirit stones we have brought have been spent, where is the extra financial resources to buy this piece of Xuantie Silver Sand?"

Zhuo Yiting's face turned even redder with anger after hearing this, and the middle-aged monk standing beside her gloated and said, "Hehe, it seems that you can't take out 7,000 spirit stones, so give me this piece of Xuantie Silver Sand!"

Zhuo Yiting was so angry that her eyes widened: "Hmph!

The middle-aged monk sarcastically said, "If you can't get together 7,000 spirit stones, do you want to rely on this piece of material?" Hehe, when did the disciples of Taiyi Sect learn to buy and sell?"

Zhuo Yiting gave him a blank look: "You don't talk nonsense! Girl, I won't believe it today, the materials I fancy will be snatched away by you!"

Zhuo Yiting said as she took out a dark green vial from the storage bag, handed it to the stall owner and said, "It should be enough to exchange this bottle for your piece of dark iron silver sand, right?"

Xiao Jing on the side hurriedly said: "Senior sister, no! This bottle of material has taken a lot of effort..."Xiao Jing didn't finish speaking, but was interrupted by Zhuo Yiting with a gesture: "What I fancy will never allow others to snatch it away from me again!"

The stall owner had already opened the bottle cap at this time, and under the probe, he hurriedly said three "good" words excitedly, but before he could put away the jade bottle, a big hand quickly reached out in front of him and directly took away the jade bottle!

After Lin Feng closed the lid of the jade bottle, he returned it to Zhuo Yiting, Zhuo Yiting took back the jade bottle, and said to Lin Feng excitedly: "Haha, it turned out to be Lin Xiaoxiao! It's really time for you to come, hurry up and lend me 7,000 spirit stones, I want to buy this piece of Xuantie Silver Sand!"

Lin Feng pouted: "Do you think I am you? I am very poor, and all my belongings are not worth more than a dozen spirit stones." (・)”

Zhuo Yiting was angry: "Then what are you helping me to recapture the jade bottle? I have to buy this piece of dark iron silver sand!"

Lin Feng pouted again: "Inside the jade bottle is the essence blood of the level 5 demon beast golden clawed civet, the quantity of such a jade bottle will be sold for at least 10,000 spirit stones, don't you think it's too much of a loss?"

Zhuo Yiting pursed her lips: "I don't care! I'm preparing to refine a magic weapon right now, and I must have a material like Xuaniron Silver Sand, so I must buy it!"

Lin Feng snatched the dark iron silver sand from Zhuo Yiting's hand, threw it directly to the stall owner, and then pulled Zhuo Yiting away. The surrounding monks suddenly let out a commotion, and Lin Feng walked out with Zhuo Yiting and that Xiaojing, and then stopped in a place that was not too crowded.

Zhuo Yiting said to Lin Feng angrily: "Lin Xiaoxiao, you want to spoil my good deeds? Do you know how long I have been looking for that piece of Xuantie Silver Sand? It's a whole month! This is good, it's not easy to find that piece again!"

Zhuo Yiting said as she seemed to be about to cry.

Lin Feng smiled, reached out and patted the storage bag on his waist, and a dark yellow material appeared in his hand, he reached out and handed it directly to Zhuo Yiting.

Zhuo Yiting took this piece of material, first looked at Lin Feng in surprise, and then burst into tears with joy, Zuihou scanned the inside of the material with his divine sense, and his expression suddenly froze!

Lin Feng said, "How is it? This piece of my Dark Iron Sand is stronger than that one, right?"