"Fellow Daoist Ma, I'm priced at twenty medium-grade spirit stones. If you cut half of them, who is not kind?" The stall owner was obviously angry, but the merchant's true nature still kept him angry.

"So that's it, don't say I don't care about old customers. You have priority for twenty medium-grade spirit stones!"

Fellow Daoist Ma's eyes turned and did not reply to the stall owner immediately. Instead, he turned his head to look at Li Xiang, his eyes lit up with gloomy eyes.

"Can you take out twenty medium-grade spirit stones?"

"There are not many twenty medium-grade spirit stones, this thing is indeed worth the price!" Li Xiang raised his lips. In fact, the real value of this thing must be several times, or even dozens of times.

But neither of them knew the goods, so he pretended to be confused with his understanding.

"Look, look, this little brother is the one who knows the goods." The stall owner didn't understand what Li Xiang said, and he was as cool as if he had eaten popsicles in the dog days.

"Fellow Daoist Ma, if you don't want to spend twenty medium-grade spirit stones to buy, then I will sell this Baiguang Town Iron to this little brother."

Fellow Daoist Ma fell silent instead, his eyes frolicked between Li Xiang and the stall owner several times, and there was a hint of confusion between his eyebrows. After a while, he sneered: "Brother Wang, it's not the first time I've traded between you and you. I didn't expect you to play this trick with me. Do you really think I'm a rookie who has just entered the world?"

"Uh... no, no." When the stall owner heard the sarcastic words of fellow Daoist Ma, he was so shocked that he waved his hand quickly. It was nothing he had been misunderstood, so he was worried that the new customer would leave angrily.

"Fellow Daoist Ma, you can't talk nonsense. This little brother is really a guest, definitely not a entrusting!"

Fellow Daoist Ma snorted coldly, "If you say no, it's not, there is no such coincidence in the world? When you and I were in a stalemate, this kid suddenly made a fuss. Twenty medium-grade spirit stones are not breathing, just a mere Qi refining realm?"

"Twenty medium-grade spirit stones, it's yours!" The more you look at Li Xiang, the more suspicious he felt. He threw the white light iron back to the stall, retreated aside and held his hands to wait for the show.

"You really don't want it?" Li Xiang was a little surprised. It is logical that twenty medium-grade spirit stones are not too many for the foundation-building cultivators. Even if this piece of white light iron is not special, it is worth the price. If you buy it, you will definitely not lose money."

"Besides, he looks like a support from head to toe. Even if he is angry, it is too naive.

"Brother Wang, I'll wait a moment, and then the price will be the same, ten medium-grade spirit stones." When Fellow Daoist Ma heard Li Xiang's question, he was even more sure of his guess. He immediately sneered, and did not respond to the other party, but turned to the stall owner and said.

The stall owner shook his head with a wry smile, rolled his eyes suddenly in his heart, Made was mentally retarded! At that moment, he stopped paying attention to fellow Daoist Ma and looked at Li Xiang with a pleasant look.

"You really want to buy this little brother?"

Li Xiang looked at Fellow Daoist Ma who was watching coldly, and confirmed that the other party had no intention of buying it. He immediately stepped forward and picked up the white light iron.

"Your account." Li Xiang pinched the white iron with his fingers, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

"Little brother is so happy!" The stall owner raised his thumbs up and told him the account at the same time.

The transaction went very smoothly. Twenty medium-grade spirit stones were just a little bit for Li Xiang. He put the white light real iron into the fish and dragon ring, but he didn't even look at the fellow Taoist Ma, and walked towards the next stall.

After seeing the customer leaving, the fellow Daoist still stood beside the stall and sneered. The stall owner was speechless. He kindly reminded him because the other party was an old customer.

"Fellow Daoist Ma, that customer is really not a entrusted person. Anyway, the things have been sold. Even if you stand here until the end of today's trading time, it will be useless."

Pretend, continue to pretend! Fellow Daoist Ma would not reply, and he kept silent while he was still there.

The stall owner has no choice but to drive people away. If that happens, should I do business in the future? So I just pretended that I didn’t see it. I saw another customer standing in front of the stall. The depressed look on my face suddenly disappeared, and I greeted her with a smile.

As time goes by, fellow Daoist Ma gradually became irritable as he watched the show, and the feeling of something was wrong became stronger and stronger, because the stall owner's performance from then on was really normal.

You should know that the piece of white light iron is the most valuable thing in this stall. The stall owner has greeted several groups of customers. If the white light iron is still in his hand, how could he not sell it? As a stall, the only principle is that you must not let the goods fall into your hands.

"Brother Wang, isn't that person just now?" Fellow Daoist Ma finally couldn't sit still and asked anxiously.

"I said it was no, but you just don't believe it. Who is this blame?" The stall owner was really defeated by this mentally retarded, but when he saw the other party's angry look, he suddenly felt an indescribable pleasure, and he asked you to keep cutting my price. This time he was intercepted by someone else.

"Damn!" Fellow Daoist Ma glared at the stall owner fiercely, too lazy to argue with the other party. The most urgent task was to find the boy just now and find a way to get Bai Guangzhen Tie back, so he immediately ran towards the direction where Li Xiang left.

...

Li Xiang walked around all the stalls and found some good things besides the white iron, which were just good, and it was not enough to let him take action. Fortunately, he left the cultivation trading market and walked into the Ling** Yi Market, which was separated by a wall next to him.

In this era, although spiritual beasts also belong to the category of cultivation, they are classified separately for three reasons.

The first is the gap in cultivation. Today's cultivators prefer ordinary people in terms of understanding and behavioral codes. Most of them believe that cultivation objects are dead objects and spiritual beasts are living objects. The two should be treated differently in definitions.

The second type is the living environment. If you want to sell the spirit beast at a good price, you must keep it in the best condition. After all, no one wants to buy a sick spirit beast.

Then we must prepare a suitable environment for the same kind of spirit beasts, and the space required is bound to be indispensable.

The third type is industry monopoly. Among the 36 human galaxies, one is called the Wanbeast Galaxy, and the first force is Wanbeast Villa. Ninety-nine percent of the spirit beasts in the entire cultivation world come from here. With their understanding of spirit beasts, of course, it is the most reliable that professionals are responsible.
Chapter completed!