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This storage bag is actually very tempting.
He has a lot of treasures, but he can't show them to the public.
If he has this storage bag, it will be much easier for him to do things.
But no matter how much he needs it, he can't take his sister's things.
Even if he doesn't know much about today's world of cultivation, these resources are definitely precious.
"It's enough that you can take care of yourself now."
His sister's ability to come up with this kind of thing can at least prove that she still values her brother very seriously in her heart.
Cultivators often have weak blood ties, and the master-disciple relationship is often closer than the father-son relationship.
But he was sure that her sister was not like this.
Two handsome guys came to the streets of Northen.
One was as cold as thousand-year-old ice.
He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes.
He looked like an ascetic male god.
He was very able to arouse the desire to conquer.
The other was a guy in ancient clothes with a sharp mouth.
The slightly hooked man is dressed in white clothes with a faint silver light at the hem.
At first glance, this clothes is a magic weapon above the level of a magic weapon.
He seems to have a kind face, but his aura always makes people feel uncomfortable.
In the middle stood a little girl wearing a velvet jacket and a white and silver dress.
She looked like a little fairy.
Standing in the middle of two handsome guys, everyone couldn't help but look at these three people.
The marble on the streets of the ancient town was washed clean by yesterday's light rain.
There are still some water droplets on the eaves of the ancient town, rolling down the bricks and tiles like a queue.
A natural water curtain is formed.
There are vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the street, and the stalls are filled with magical artifacts and talismans.
And something with aura.
In one sentence, describe the place where the protagonist picked up the leak.
An Yiran pulled An Yingjie around in front of these vendors' stalls.
You don't have to believe in your own knowledge reserves, but you must believe in the intuition of the protagonist in the novel about cultivating immortals.
Each protagonist has special leak-picking skills.
The things placed in front of the stall are a bit old.
There are some worn-out clocks used in the world and finished talismans.
And array disks and so on.
Things are a little messy.
However, the items sold at stalls are much cheaper than those sold in stores, but it is also easy to buy fakes.
There is no consumer protection or consumer association in the Cultivation Market.
Consider yourself unlucky if you were cheated.
There are many unscrupulous merchants in the stalls, but most of the shop owners have been open for a long time, and others have their own long-term plans.
Nor will I be greedy for petty money. so.
The stalls are actually not frequented by people, and the monks often prefer to go to specialized shops to buy and sell.
The currency here can be RMB or Lingshi.
After all, most of the raw materials now come from the secular world, and it’s not possible without money.
If someone had a spirit stone, they would have used it to practice or set up formations long ago.
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In this age of the end of the Dharma, even the lowest level spirit stone is more precious than you think.
No one would be stupid enough to make a deal with a spiritual stone, and then be killed and seize the treasure.
An Yingjie looked at the stall.
He can't stand the chaos.
He has never been to such an unsplendid trading market since he was a child.
But soon, something caught his attention.
It was a dark stone, very smooth.
It is somewhat similar to jade, but its surface has no luster at all, even though it is clearly daytime.
An Yiran said to the boss directly and boldly: "I want these talismans."
The boss looked stupid.
Although these talismans looked real, they were actually defective forgeries.
Finally, someone was fooled and said eagerly to the little girl: "A total of 1 million yuan."
The payment system in the Cultivation Market is relatively advanced.
All merchants have their own OS machines and are connected to a bank on the island.
An Yiran pursed his lips when he heard the price, and said dissatisfied: "Do you think I'm stupid?
These talismans are obviously fake."
When the boss heard this, he became angry and said, "Hey, you little girl is deliberately looking for trouble, right?"
Before he finished speaking, a heavy and murderous pressure fell directly on the boss.
The pressure dissipated in the next second.
The middle-aged man's face was covered with sweat, his knees went weak, and he could not control himself.
Kneel on the ground.
His heart was full of resentment, but he was very helpless against these two people.
Damn it, you met an idiot, right?
Why did you come here if you knew it was fake?
An Yiran felt something different in his heart when he saw his boss kneeling down.
An old man kneels down in front of a group of people wearing gorgeous clothes.
It looks like he is bullying others.
If it were in modern times, he would have been scolded to death by people passing by.
Maybe the video would have been posted on the Internet, and everyone in his group would have been scolded to death and forced to come out to apologize to the old man.
But in this cultivation market, countless curious eyes glanced over, but no one came forward to stand up for the boss.
This is the world of cultivating immortals.
It was the same in his previous life, and An Yiran didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
But the person on this trip was her brother.
He was exposed to this kind of thing for the first time and he didn't know what it would be like.
An Yiran showed a naughty smile and said to the boss, "I really plan to buy it, but it's not for my own use, otherwise why would I buy it from you?"
An Yingjie looked at his sister strangely, but still didn't say a word.
The old man sat on the chair again in the next second, still looking a little tired.
Although he was a ruthless boss, he was also a good person.
He immediately understood that this little girl was going to use this talisman to trick others during the fight.
All of his things were high imitations.
"Since they are all fakes, 50,000 yuan is the best price."
An Yiran said flatly, "Look at the things you have piled up for so long, they must have accumulated a lot of dust."
Indeed, this pile of fake goods has been accumulated for a long time and has not been sold, because Qian Laowu is famous for selling fake goods on Northam Street.
Apart from these newcomers and those who have been familiar with shopping for a long time, who Also come here to buy things.
The price of 50,000 is considered high for fakes.
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Qian Laowu immediately nodded in agreement.
"Let's make this stone a head start."
An Yiran pointed to the stone An Yingjie was holding and said casually.
In fact, I don’t know how excited I am.
This is a good way to practice the Protagonist Law.
Whether the legend is true or not remains to be tested.
Qian Laowu saw that the stone was nothing special, so he agreed.
She laughed in her heart: "The little girl really doesn't have any discernment.
They all know that I am selling fakes.
Those additions can be good."
This fake talisman was also a good way to deceive people when she brought it back.
As for the stone, she gave it directly to An Yingjie.
It was originally something the protagonist discovered, but she wasn't so shameless as to take it for herself.
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