Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Magic Weapon

Xiao Hua looked at the people in front of the stall, and said with a smile: "Fu Daoyou......"

Seeing this, the young monk smiled and said, "This fellow Daoist is really a good eye...... Hey, Daoist friends look quite familiar!"

"Hehe, this is the fireball talisman exchanged by the poor Daoist here three days ago, I don't know if the Fu Daoist still has an impression?"

"Haha, of course I do. The monk daxiao: "Xiao Daoyou's fireball talisman is really good, Poor Dao has exchanged it for a lot of good things, this is all thanks to Xiao Daoyou!"

Xiao Hua hurriedly waved his hand and said he didn't dare.

"By the way, Xiao Daoyou...... Do you still have a fireball talisman today?" The monk became interested, looked at his stall, and said with a smile: "Why don't you take some more robes from the poor Dao, and count you cheaper?"

Where would Xiao Hua ask for these, he waved his hand again and again and said with a smile: "There are no fireball charms on Poor Dao's body, I just came to see it casually today!

"Well, then...... Xiao Daoyou will take a look at it casually first. The young monk's face changed slightly, and he was a little less enthusiastic, and he was about to greet others, Xiao Hua immediately shouted: "By the way, Fu Daoyou, I heard what Daoyou said the day before yesterday, it seems that he is also a loose cultivator?"

"Hehe, poor road...... It wasn't considered a casual practice before, but it was just ...... Later, when I encountered some things, I had no choice but to do casual cultivation, but fortunately, Poor Dao still has some skills, and I can make some very rudimentary magic weapons, and I can barely take care of my own cultivation!"

"Ritual weapons, these...... Are they all magic weapons?" Xiao Hua looked at the Dao robe in his hand.

Zhao Yan saw that there was no monk next to him who should be greeted, so he turned his head and said, "This robe, as well as the mí on your body, can be called a magic weapon, but it is extremely rough. The Qiqiao Gate is mainly based on refining magic weapons, and the master of the door, Liugang Zhenren, is a famous refining master in my Xi country!"

"Fu Daoyou, this refining technique......" Xiao Hua felt that it was wrong halfway through his words, and immediately stopped, and there was a female cultivator in front of him who was attracted by the exquisite Taoist robe, and he was introduced to others!

Xiao Hua looked at it, shook his head slightly, and turned around to look for Ling Zongyu.

Ling Zongyu's Grass Spirit Sect's stall was still placed in that place, and Ling Zongyu was still that virtuous, holding the "Grass Classic" and looking at it with relish, Xiao Hua smiled and said, "Ling Daoyou......"

Before Xiao Hua finished speaking, Ling Zongyu didn't raise his head, and said: "This spirit grass is a low-grade spirit stone, Daoist friends take a fancy to that one, just put down the spirit stone and take the spirit grass!" The tone and words are exactly the same as three days ago, presumably ...... That's what he says every day!

"Hehe, Ling Daoyou, have you ever brought the Poor Dao Spirit Grass Seeds?" Xiao Hua said in a loud voice.

"Ouch, it turned out to be Xiao Daoyou, you are here, Poor Dao thought you wouldn't come!" When Ling Zongyu heard this, he hurriedly put down the grass canon, took down the storage bag on his waist, and said, "If you don't come, Poor Dao will be miserable!"

Xiao Huaqi said: "Didn't Ling Daoyou say that it would be three days later? Isn't today the fourth day? Could it be that Poor Dao is mistaken?"

"Ouch, no, you really remember wrong, the three days after what Poor Dao said is the third day, that is, yesterday, when I returned to the mountain, Poor Dao was scolded by the master for a while, saying that Poor Dao confiscated your deposit, if you really don't sell, Poor Dao and Master will be busy in vain!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Xiao Hua laughed, quickly took out the spirit stone that said haode, and said: "Since this is the case, Ling Daoyou will collect the spirit stone first, and then look at the seeds!"

"It's okay, inside this storage bag are the seeds that Xiao Daoyou wants, Poor Dao has almost turned out all the various spirit grass seeds in my Grass Spirit Sect, and ten seeds of each spirit grass have been selected, oh, by the way, there are still some shriveled seeds in the storage bag, and there are also some seeds that I don't know the name and can't grow, all of them are given to Xiao Daoyou!" Ling Zongyu said, taking the spirit stone and putting it into another storage bag, and the storage bag in his hand was handed to Xiao Hua's hand.

Xiao Hua opened the storage bag and looked at it, there were really a lot of seeds in the storage bag, far beyond his expectations, and he sent all the seeds into his storage bag with a smile, Xiao Hua arched his hand and said, "Thank you Ling Daoyou!"

"It's okay, it's okay, if Xiao Daoyou encounters any strange spirit grass in the future, you might as well bring it to the poor Dao, and my Grass Spirit Sect is also willing to buy this kind of spirit grass!" Ling Zongyu waved his hand to take the storage bag and said with a smile.

"Hehe, definitely, definitely!" Xiao Hua said goodbye.

After leaving the booth of the Grass Spirit Sect, Xiao Hua found a few places, took the storage bag in the mí line, stroked his hand, all the seeds of the spirit grass were put into the space, Xiao Hua was still more anxious, one day in the space was worth two years outside, and at the same time as refining the yellow talisman and cultivating in the inn, Xiao Hua had already let the puppets in the space reclaim the medicine field, now that the seeds are in hand, of course Xiao Hua will not waste time!

Putting the seeds into the space and driving the puppet to start planting, Xiao Hua walked forward casually while paying attention to the things in the space!

After walking for about a meal, I came to a place where there were not many people, and looked left and right, Xiao Hua was quite strange, this place is not small, but there are only a few stalls, and the number of people who come here is even more countable, far from the excitement I saw just now!

Xiao Hua took a look, and saw that the stalls were all black and swarthy, loess, all kinds of shapes, and different sizes, and I couldn't tell what they were used for! Xiao Hua didn't dare to step forward, hesitated, and was about to withdraw from inside, at this time, there was a man who was also black and thin, the man looked a little anxious, and he was in a hurry, and the man's cultivation Xiao Hua couldn't see it!

The eyes came to him, so frightened that Xiao Hua hurriedly stepped aside and got out of the way, the man walked past Xiao Hua, didn't look at Xiao Hua, went straight to an empty stall, slapped his hand, and more than a dozen things that were also swarthy were placed on the stall!

Then, before the monk could sit down, above the stall, a water-blue brilliance flashed, and a distorted figure appeared in mid-air, Xiao Hua could see clearly, it was a disciple of Jingbo City who was about the ninth layer of qi refining.

"Senior, please pay the Spirit Stone!" the disciple said politely to the monk.

The monk said angrily: "I didn't see that the poor road has just come, and I haven't exchanged a single thing, why do I want to give you a spirit stone?"

"Hehe, the seniors are joking, as long as you place things in Yiji and want to exchange, my Jingbo City will accept ten lower-grade spirit stones for admission, these ten lower-grade spirit stones will not be placed in the eyes of the seniors, right?" said the disciple of Jingbo City.

"Of course Poor Dao won't look at it......! Poor Dao hasn't started exchanging yet, why do you have to hand over the spirit stones? If Poor Dao doesn't exchange a single thing for the spirit stones, wouldn't the ten lower-grade spirit stones be handed over in vain?" The anxiety on the face of the thin black monk slowly faded away, and he broke with the disciple of Jingbo City.

"Hehe, I want to teach my predecessors to know that my Jingbo City opened Yi Shi and Yi Ji just to facilitate the cultivation of true Taoist friends, so that they have a place to exchange with confidence, this Yi Ji's ten lower grade spirit stones and Yi City's one medium grade spirit stone are all cheap and tight, just Chong This my Jingbo City disciple maintains the entire Yi Ji and Yi City, and if nothing happens, it is worth it." It's not the first time that the seniors have come here, so why embarrass the juniors?"

"Hehe, Poor Dao was originally going to participate in the Yi Market after ten days, but there are some important things in the door, and I can't come back after ten days, you say Poor Dao is depressed? Poor Dao would rather hand you a spirit stone!"

"Don't dare, today is Yi Ji, the seniors only need to hand over ten lower grade spirit stones!" That Jingbo City disciple is obviously well-trained, and his words are not leaky!

"Okay, you can go, don't delay the exchange of poor roads!" As he spoke, the monk took out ten spirit stones from the storage bag and threw them over, and the disciples of Jingbo City took the spirit stones, and his figure flashed slightly and disappeared immediately!

As soon as the figure of the disciple of Jingbo City disappeared, the black and thin monk flicked his big hand, and more than a dozen big characters appeared in front of the stall, and Xiao Hua heard the monk shouting: "Fellow Daoists, there are some uncommon magic weapons here in the poor road, which were originally going to be brought to the Yi City in ten days, but today they are really helpless, so they will come out, if you have vision, come and see, each of the poor Dao magic weapons needs a top-grade spirit stone!"

"Ahh???h

When the monks next to him heard this, they all gathered around, each took what he wanted, and watched carefully, and the monks in the foundation building period also released their divine thoughts and swept them over and over again.

"Ahem, these Taoist friends, this is a magic weapon, the mana can't be urged, and the divine thought can't penetrate, what are you doing with the divine thought?" Seeing that everyone was choosing the same as selecting magic weapons, the black and thin monk didn't feel wrinkled, knowing that he came in a hurry today, and he wouldn't meet any discerning monks!

Sure enough, the few people each looked at the magic weapon in their hands, and then glanced at the black and thin monk coldly, threw the things in their hands, turned to leave, a few walked out of the area, and a few went to other stalls!

Xiao Hua didn't dare to step forward, just looked at the magic weapon on the stall from a distance with interest, he often heard Zhang Qingxiao about the fairy and demon war, but he had never seen any magic weapon, how could he not be curious when he saw it now?

It's just that several magic weapons on the monk's stall are all black, and the texture can't be seen, if the monk doesn't say it, Xiao Hua will definitely not know that these inconspicuous things are magic weapons RO@!