"Senior, please let it go. Externals are definitely familiar with this place. If you have any dissatisfaction in three days, you can avoid collecting the spirit stones!" After hearing Han Ming's words, the middle-level cultivator of Qi training immediately knew that there was a chance for this transaction. His face was even more smiling. He patted his chest hard, looking very confident.

"Okay, just follow me for three days. What's your name?" Han Ming glanced at the little-eyed monk, nodded with satisfaction, then waved his sleeves and walked in front.

The little-eyed monk was immediately overjoyed when he heard this and quickly followed Han Ming's footsteps.

"Sister Zhang Biao, what is the strange thing about seniors? Just ask, I will tell you everything!" The monk named Zhang Biao nodded and bowed.

"Then do you know where is the right place to rest?" Han Ming asked casually.

"Yes, there are many inns in the town, and many of them are full of spiritual energy, suitable for the foundation-building monks like the seniors. There is one nearby. Should I lead the way with the younger generation?" Zhang Biao replied respectfully.

After hearing this, Han Ming nodded and replied: "Lead the way!"

Soon, Han Ming followed Zhang Biao to an inn. After Han Ming got to know him, he chose a room with a lot of spiritual energy. He set a half-month stay. He felt a pain when he paid the bill. The room was too expensive, and he would cost more than a dozen spirit stones a day on average!

After paying the house, the spirit stones on Han Ming's body were completely empty, leaving only five low-level spirit stones, and even the employment fee paid to Zhang Biao was not enough!

After settling down the room, Han Ming saw that it was getting late, so he beat Zhang Biao and left first, asking him to come to him the next morning.

When Han Ming entered the booked upper room, he felt the spiritual energy around him slightly, and he showed a hint of satisfaction. It would be unfair to spend more than 100 yuan on the room. The concentration of spiritual energy here is quite extraordinary, at least it is excellent for ordinary cultivators!

After meditating in the room for a while, Han Ming calmed down his body and stood up, walked out of the room, walked out of the inn, and wandered around the street outside.

This Sanmen Town is really extraordinary. There are many cultivators who rarely show their faces here, everywhere. There are also many cultivators who ignore their identities completely, like ordinary vendors who set up street stalls. Of course, the things they sell are not carrots and vegetables, but various things, including talismans, elixirs, array flags, magic weapons, and spiritual bones...!

At the end of this street stall, there is a long street, with shops, which are also filled with various spiritual objects, and are labeled with introductions. The things sold here are obviously much more precious than the things on the street stalls on the street stalls!

There are many people on the street who don’t have a trace of magic power fluctuations. They are clearly ordinary people and have never cultivated magic power. However, these mortals are different from those in the world. When ordinary people see immortals, they must be as respectful and worship abnormally. However, the mortals here do not have that kind of respect when they see immortals. They are not shocked when they see immortals coming and going, as if they are used to it!

Han Ming first wandered around the street stall outside and saw all kinds of strange spiritual objects. He felt aroused in his heart, and he had the urge to buy them all. But when he thought that there were only five spirit stones left in his storage bag, he sighed quietly and secretly persuaded himself not to care about those things that were not necessary. He is now in short supply of spirit stones and should use each spirit stone in the right place!

After turning around the street stall, Han Ming raised his foot and walked towards the nearby street. After asking left and right, he finally sold out a few unused spiritual weapons left on his body, and once again bulged the storage bag.

At that time, he stole a lot of spiritual weapons in the secret realm. At that time, he thought that some spiritual weapons would cause disasters, so he buried them all, leaving only a few spiritual weapons he obtained before entering the dojo. Now what he sold is the spiritual weapons he obtained before entering the dojo!

Although Han Ming sold several top-level spiritual weapons, he came to sell them separately. Only one in one store, so there is no need to worry about causing any storm. In fact, even if the incident of selling many spiritual weapons at once spread, it would be fine. There are many immortal cultivators gathered in the entire Sanmen Town, and the number of spiritual weapons circulating every day is very large. His few spiritual weapons are not too big!

With the spirit stones, Han Ming returned to the street stall again, wandered around, and began to buy some things, such as metallic spiritual materials, such as small array flags and talismans, and some elixirs, which he could use in his future practice!

After a round, although Han Ming tried his best to compress the expenditure of the spirit stones, he still spent nearly a thousand spirit stones and nearly 20% of the spirit stone flowers on his body.

Han Ming couldn't help but sigh, it's really difficult to cultivate immortals. The spirit stone flowers are too fast. The auction has not started yet. He has not purchased his skills and has not collected enough elixirs. He has not obtained enough spirit stones for selling spiritual weapons!

"Forget it, let's go back to the inn first. You can't go on a walk anymore. Spirit stones still have to stay to buy martial arts and pills!" Han Ming glanced at the surroundings and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of a worn-out animal skin book on a street stall next to him, which made him stop!

Han Ming walked to the street stall, squinted his eyes and looked at a sleepy man in the early stage of the foundation building period in front of the street stall. He looked at the classics on the street stall, picked up and looked through two pages, and a faint joy flashed in his eyes: "Fellow Taoist, how do you sell the so-called first explanation of vegetation and elixir?"

The big man with a beard opened his eyes and saw Han Ming, who was looking through the animal skin scriptures in his hand, immediately showed a smile on his face. The fainting and disappearing without a trace: "This scripture was brought out by Xiong from a cave of an ancient monk. It records a lot of ancient elixir refining methods, and many alchemists' experiences. It is really a rare treasure, just this number!"

After the bearded man finished speaking, he stretched out his five fingers!

"Okay, there are only fifty spirit stones!" Han Ming smiled slightly, grabbed the animal skin scripture in his hand, and at the same time he had to take out the spirit stones and pay the bill with one hand!

"Fellow Taoist misunderstood. It's not fifty spirit stones, but five hundred spirit stones!" The big man with a beard shook his head repeatedly.

"What? Five Hundred Spirit Stones? Five Hundred Spirit Stones in such a book? Why don't you rob it?" Han Ming immediately frowned after hearing this, his face full of bad intentions. This was a lion's mouth!

"This classic may be a real ancient thing. It was dug out from the cave in person. It is completely worth this spirit stone. Moreover, the elixir refining technique recorded here is very different from the current elixir refining method. This is very extraordinary, completely worth five hundred spirit stones!" The man with a beard shook his head and said with confidence.

"Fellow Taoist, don't exaggerate this. This classic has been here for a long time. No one has been interested in it. The alchemy technique recorded is actually made of plants and trees, rather than spiritual bone essence, and plants and trees as auxiliary materials. God knows whether it is true, or is it the crazy man who wrote it to deceive people. Fellow Taoist's price is too high. I just bought it below and I just wanted to overestimate my classics. Do not overestimate your classics too much. This way, you and I will take a step back and don't be a false thing. How about the price of two hundred spirit stones at a time?" After Han Ming thought for a while, he raised his two fingers with some pain.

Seeing Han Ming's serious look, it was not like he was cheating on him. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Two hundred and fifty spirit stones, no less than one. It's very clear. This is a real antique! If fellow Taoist thinks it's a bit worthless, then you can choose the dozen things on the far right side of my stall. How about it!"

"Two hundred and five?" Han Ming frowned and repeated, while glanced at the dozens of things on the far right, looked at the volume of classics in his hand, and sighed deeply, saying, "Okay, two hundred and five is only two hundred and five, I'm at a loss!"

After Han Ming finished speaking, he turned to look at the dozens of things on the right side of the street stall, picked them up and looked at them, and the more he looked, he sighed. The things on the right side of the street stall were all worthless spiritual materials, and at most they were more than thirty spirit stones. He was a little in the loss!
Chapter completed!