In front of him was the stall area, Fang Zhuo controlled his divine sense, and slowly brushed over these stalls on the ground.

Fang Zhuo's current talisman is basically very rarely out of the stall, and as far as the normal amount he sells, he can't cope with the door. Therefore, he now has a lot of time every day to cultivate, study, and walk around the market.

Of course, there is a reason why Fang Zhuo is now in Fang City. His close domain and Yin God Thorn, as well as a few other things he wanted more, all required some special materials.

He had already started to prepare for the refining of the nearby domain. However, simply using the rune array, he could only add a layer of spirit protection in the nearby domain at present, and the effect would naturally not be too good.

"This senior brother, how can you sell this skin?"

Fang Zhuo found a skin of a fourth-level frost-based demon beast in a stall, this thing was very rare. Usually, the monks in the fixed stalls would sell these high-grade materials to the surrounding big shops, such as the Lingbao Pavilion and the like. Because the prices given by these shops are not low, you can also pay a little incense. Once the monks need something, they should at least be familiar with these big shops.

Most of these people in the stall area are passers-by. These monks are often outsiders who venture out to Fulong Mountain in search of opportunities. The better ones they get their hands on, the better ones usually bring back by themselves, and they only sell some common materials here. So today, Fang Zhuo was very surprised to see this animal skin.

You must know that Lu Dao, his innate spiritual power draws runes, and the requirements for animal skins are getting higher and higher, and the animal skins of third-level demon beasts are already the lowest bottom line.

"Ice scales, the scale armor is peeling off badly, plus I don't need this thing, I sell you cheaply, five hundred. "The stall is a lean old man, with a naked + naked upper body, and a faint flame aura on his body.

Five hundred, in fact, refers to five hundred low-level spirit stones. This is a habit of shouting prices in the market.

Fang Zhuo looked at this animal skin, it looked okay, and roughly estimated that he could refine more than twenty new talismans. In the past, all I bought were fire-based animal skins, and I really wanted to try what effect the innate talismans refined from frost-based animal skins would be.

Fang Zhuo bought the skin of the ice-scaled beast and continued to wander around.

"I'll take it all!" a very bold voice came.

Fang Zhuo followed the sound and saw a young man dressed in the clothes of the Bitter Sword Sect buying herbs.

is worthy of being a person from the Bitter Sword Sect, and he has a lot of money. Fang Zhuo sighed and walked behind him. It had been more than a dozen steps out of the road, and Fang Zhuo always felt that something was wrong, so he turned back again.

This Bitter Sword Sect disciple purchased a relatively common spirit grass called Blue Spirit Grass. This kind of grass can not only feed certain spirit beasts, but also can be used for alchemy, and has a wide range of applications.

Fang Zhuo took a closer look at the dozens of Blue Spirit Grasses on the stall, and his brows gradually furrowed.

"Senior brother, excuse me. Fang Zhuo saw that the transaction between the two was about to be completed, and he couldn't help but speak.

"What?" The young Bitter Sword Sect disciple turned around, and Fang Zhuo realized that the mark on his body was actually that of an inner sect disciple!

"This ............?" Fang Zhuo hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

"Tell me something. The inner disciple of the Bitter Sword Sect waved his hand impatiently.

"You bought the Blue Spirit Grass?"

"Isn't this nonsense?" the young man frowned and turned to the stall owner, "That's it, I'll take it." ”

"Wait a minute. Fang Zhuo spoke again.

The inner disciple of the Bitter Sword Sect suddenly showed a look of displeasure on his face. He looked back at Fang Zhuo and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

"It's not. Fang Zhuo hesitated for a moment, but still decided to speak: "I think there is something wrong with these Blue Spirit Grasses. ”

"Something?!" the stall owner quit again!

"There is something wrong with the spirit grass you said?!I said are you blind!" The stall owner was a middle-aged man, and he stood up with a shaky beard.

"Don't worry. Fang Zhuo hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Two, I said this for the good of the two of you. If something goes wrong with this Blue Spirit Grass when it comes back, I don't think it's good for either of you, right?"

The beard glared, but was stopped by this inner disciple of the Bitter Sword Sect with a wave of his hand.

"Boy, I am a disciple of Danxia Valley, the inner gate of the Bitter Sword Sect, this most common blue spirit grass is almost used every day, you say there is a problem, what is the problem?"

Fang Zhuo sighed, knowing that if he wanted to get this secret, he had to explain it. He smiled slightly, hugged his fist at this inner disciple of the Bitter Sword Sect, and said, "This senior brother, I didn't mean to offend. It's just that this Blue Spirit Grass is indeed a little different. However, because this mutation is not obvious, compared to the senior brother, it was not noticed. ”

For Fang Zhuo calling himself "Senior Brother", this inner disciple of the Bitter Sword Sect was indeed a little unhappy, who saw him in the Fang Market was not allowed to shout at his seniors, but he cared more about the meaning of Fang Zhuo's words.

He turned around and took a closer look at the Blue Spirit Grass, and indeed didn't find anything wrong, so he looked at Fang Zhuo with suspicion. Fang Zhuo looked at the stall owner who was looking at him angrily, and said with a wry smile: "Don't be angry, this big brother, although this Blue Spirit Grass has a problem, it is of some use to me. If you don't want this senior brother in a while, I'll buy it. ”

The inner disciple of the Bitter Sword Sect frowned, but he couldn't help but not have a seizure, he wanted to see how Fang Zhuo could prove that there was something wrong with this Blue Spirit Grass. Fang Zhuo squatted down, picked up a blue spirit grass, and then pinched off a leaf.

The dispute between the three people has already alarmed the people around them. However, there was an inner disciple of the Bitter Sword Sect here, and no one dared to come over and watch. But everyone watched from afar, waiting to see the show.

"Huh?" At this time, the face of this inner disciple of the Bitter Sword Sect suddenly changed.

Because, the light blue juice that flowed out of the broken mouth of the Blue Spirit Grass actually turned black in a short period of time!

"What's going on?" the young man asked as he looked at Fang Zhuo in surprise.

The juice of the Blue Spirit Grass is light blue, and it will not change color even if it is left in the air for a long time, which is common sense. But the juice of the blue spirit grass in front of him turned black, which was obviously wrong!

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just contaminated by some kind of poison. Therefore, the medicinal properties of these blue spirit grasses contain certain toxins. ”

"Poison?" the inner disciple of the Bitter Sword Sect asked, "What poison?"

"Well, it's hard to say. I also saw that the lines of this blue spirit grass were slightly greenish, so I realized that something was wrong. ”

The young man looked at the blue spirit grass carefully, and there was indeed a slight color deviation. This deviation is almost negligible, and it takes enough care and observation to detect it.

“！@#￥@！#。 This inner disciple of the Bitter Sword Sect muttered, flicked his sleeves, and said, "Forget it, I'll go to Luoying Gufang City to have a look." ”

Watching him brush his sleeves away, the surrounding stall owners whispered. Of course, in the territory of the Bitter Sword Sect, no one would be stupid enough to laugh loudly at the inner disciples of the Bitter Sword Sect.

The young man's words before leaving were like a thunderbolt that hit Fang Zhuo all at once! Fang Zhuo was stunned, and he actually fell into deep thought.

"Hey, brother, this brother. The bearded man's shout woke Fang Zhuo up.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm distracted. ”

The words of the inner disciple of the Bitter Sword Sect just now woke Fang Zhuo up and made him realize how big a mistake he had made before! But now is not the time to think about this problem, let's deal with the matter in front of him first.