Lingshi is located in a deserted temple.

Luoning paid the entry fee of five taels of gold before he was able to enter smoothly.

It's so cruel. The tickets are too expensive.

Hundreds of monks gathered here tonight, and each hall is full of stalls, bustling like a vegetable market.

Not only human cultivators, but also ghost cultivators, monsters, demon cultivators... all kinds of auras are combined together.

The most powerful aura among them is the lama carrying a coffin. In addition, hundreds of people are young monks of the ninth grade and eighth grade.

However, there is no need to worry about forced buying and selling in Lingshi. Since Lingshi is a market, of course there are market rules.

Any monk can trade fairly and freely under the protection of the Lingshi Municipal Manager.

There were a lot of things on the stalls everywhere, but Luo Ning, who was wearing a mask, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed after scanning his spiritual sense.

It turns out that most of the stalls everywhere are eighth-grade and ninth-grade spiritual objects, and very few are seventh-grade. I haven’t seen them at least seventh-grade...

The Yang Shen Fruit is not only a seventh-grade spiritual fruit, but also a very precious one among the seventh-grade spiritual fruits. There are even fewer ordinary seventh-grade spiritual objects in this spiritual market, let alone the Yang Shen Fruit.

Luo Ning searched for stalls everywhere, not only did there not only did the Yang Shen Fruit, but there was not even the ghost bait fruit.

But Luo Ning saw two molt grasses at a foxtail demon cultivator's stall.

This thing is useful for old sorrow!

It has eaten the Metamorphosis Grass once, and if it only eats two more plants, it will become a monster. But it is almost impossible to transform into a monster. The monster needs innate opportunities.

"Brother Dao, this is the newly collected meridian grass." The white fox girl who still has a fox tail said in a pleasant voice, "Two ninth-grade meridian grasses only need fifty taels of gold."

Fifty taels of gold?

Luo Ning almost laughed.

Two molted grasses were forty taels at the sky. All his gold was left forty-five taels.

Luo Ning shook her head, "It's expensive."

"Then brother, I'll give you a price." The Fox Girl is a perfect demon cultivator of the ninth grade. She is not old, but she looks like an old business person. "As long as you don't lose too much, I'll give it to you."

Luo Ning stretched out three fingers, "Thirty taels."

"Hehe, Brother Dao can joke." The fox girl laughed, revealing a pair of shiny little tiger teeth. "Fellow Daoist should know that these two fresh mortal grasses with dew may breed a monster."

"If there is not enough spiritual energy today, there are fewer and fewer spiritual herbs. I finally picked it hard and almost buried it in that mountain. Brother Dao is afraid of the price..."

After saying that, he yawned lazily, stretched out his pink tongue and licked his lips, squatting there and stopping talking.

It means that if you like to buy, you won’t buy, and you won’t buy people away.

Luo Ning squatted down, looked at the spirit herbs on the little fox stall, and suddenly whispered: "None of these spirit herbs are yours, are you stolen?"

The little fox girl's tail trembled, and her pair of clear eyes like black gems stared at Luo Ning in shock, her tone was filled with a hint of resentment, and she said in a angrily voice:

"If Brother Dao is not sincere, please leave and don't spend time with me."

Luo Ning's Ling Daozhu had previously felt that she was acting. The acting part was of course the process of collecting herbs.

He saw the two molt grasses as big as the size of the roots, and the soil on the roots was very similar. They didn't seem to be picked in the wild, but they seemed to have been stolen from some private medicine garden.

Lingcao Garden needs spiritual soil, spiritual springs, and magical powers to cultivate spiritual plants, and all kinds of requirements are not low.

Those who can have a private spiritual herb garden are not ordinary monks. Such monks are not short of money and rarely take spiritual herbs to the spiritual market to attack.

"Whose spiritual herbs were stolen in his spiritual herbs garden, right?" Luo Ning lowered his voice, a bit like a bad boy who threatened his sister next door. "Tell me, whose spiritual herbs garden you stolen in? I'll try my luck too."

The little fox girl bit her bright red lips, and the fox tail exposed outside her clothes had completely retracted, and her snow-white face was full of anger.

"I understand. It turns out that Brother Dao has no intention of buying it, he is just here to enjoy me. Could it be that Brother Dao bullies me, a little demon, because of his high cultivation level?"

"The little woman is alone and has little food, but she can't tolerate teasing."

Although he was speaking steadily, his tone was filled with resentment, grievance, and a hint of coquettishness.

The meaning is clearly: Don’t bother me, please let go.

Reader, if the little fox girl has such a pitiful and grieving look, how could she hold on to her?

But Luo Ning was a lazy boy with a hard heart. He asked himself that he was short of money and wanted something, and he didn't want to pay a high price, so he refused to be the sucker for nothing.

Since ancient times, the best you buy is not as good as you sell.

So the boy from the Luo family sat down, lifted the mask up, exposed his clear lines, and then lit the tobacco pipe to smoke.

After sucking two mouthfuls, he spoke slowly.

"I have no intention of making this public. We are all young monks in the world, don't you think?"

The little fox girl turned her little head aside like anger, and she couldn't even look at Luo Ning. Her delicate chest was fluctuating in anger.

Where did this monk come from? He is so annoying!

Seeing that the little fox girl ignored her, Luo Ning was not in a hurry. He pounded the ashes of the dry tobacco pipe and said slowly:

"Let's do it like this, I bought thirty taels of gold, no matter where I am."

"I don't mean to buy it at a low price. You should know that these two grasses are fair, thirty taels of gold, and fifty taels are really not worth it."

Although the little fox girl breathed a sigh of relief, she snorted arrogantly and stretched out a pink and white palm:

"Thirty taels of gold, please pay it first, Brother Dao."

This is the agreement to the transaction.

After all, these spiritual herbs are really stolen, so you must not be praised by this person.

Luo Ning successfully bargained and took out thirty taels of gold happily, and then he collected two grasses.

With two grasses, Lao Bixiu should be able to become a ninth-grade monster this time.

Luo Ning got up and left, regardless of the resentment scattered by the little fox girl behind her.

"Fellow Taoist, look at this spiritual wine. It is brewed with three kinds of spiritual valleys and two kinds of spiritual fruits. It not only nourishes the spiritual veins of the Zifu, strengthens spiritual power, but also has a unique taste."

An eighth-grade martial artist said to Luo Ning, "These spiritual wines are gifts from Lingjiufang to our brother Lao Huipao..."

When Luo Ning heard about Ge Laohui, he couldn't help but look at the monk.

Xifan County was the westernmost county in Yizhou at that time, and of course it was also organized by the Gelaohui. After Tubo occupied the Xifan County, Xifan County was changed to Shunzhou, and the power of the Gelaohui still existed.

When Luo Ning thought that Brother Lao would once domineeringly blackmail him three thousand taels of silver, he felt a little itchy.

Three thousand taels of silver were taken away by people from Ge Laohui.

Luo Ning had no intention of buying spiritual wine at all, of course it was not just because the seller was the brother of the Ge Laohui.

Of course, spiritual wine is good for monks, but it is more of a consumer product to enjoy.

He couldn't afford to drink this pot of spiritual wine with dozens of taels of gold.

Besides, his taste and smell are broken. Isn’t he a mouse eating barley when drinking spiritual wine?

"I'll ask for all these five spirit brews."

Before Luo Ning walked far, he heard a familiar voice behind him.
Chapter completed!