Eight hundred years of spiritual ginseng?

Shi Hao heard the sound and saw that in this narrow valley, stalls were filled with stalls on both sides, and the passenger flow was like shuttles, but no matter who it was, he hid his true face and characteristics.

Some have a piece of cloth covering their faces, while others have their whole bodies covered in windbreakers. In short, the purpose of concealing their identity is achieved.

Shi Hao walked to a stall and looked over.

Seeing a potential customer, the stall owner immediately said, "Brother, do you want ginseng for 800 years?"

"Where?" Shi Hao asked.

"Hey, isn't it put here?" The stall owner pointed to a corner of the stall. There was indeed a scary ginseng on it, as thick as a child's arm, and its roots were three feet long.

This really has to be hundreds of years old, which is amazing.

Shi Hao laughed and said with a smile: "Is this Xue Lingluo?"

This is a radish that looks particularly similar to ginseng, but it is long and thick, so it can be used to pretend to be a ginseng of a higher age.

——Yu Shihao said that the first key point of an alchemist is to recognize medicine. If you can’t even distinguish between radish or ginseng, then what kind of alchemist can you be?

The stall owner immediately stopped talking. Since he met someone who knew the goods, he would definitely not be able to cheat anyone.

Shi Hao turned around and left, knowing in his heart that there are real and fake goods in this place, and everyone hides their identities. Therefore, once the transaction is completed, he will have to admit that he is unlucky if he suffers.

He swept over the stalls one by one, but his vision was high. No ordinary martial arts or martial arts could reach his eye. It must be a magic medicine that could improve his cultivation, or other valuable good things.

Halfway through, he simply sat down and set up a street stall.

He had cheated a lot of people before, but he had accumulated a lot of good things in his hands.

These are all real people, which naturally attracted many people to watch and earned a lot of spiritual stones for Shi Hao.

Unfortunately, they couldn't take out the spiritual medicine that Shi Hao wanted and could not barter. That was what Shi Hao wanted most.

A bunch of things sold quickly, and Shi Hao didn't plan to sell them all, so he put away the stall and continued to buy goods.

In this way, he had more spirit stones in his hand and became more confident.

He has been in the East Fire Continent for a while. He uses the Nine-Turn Skies to extract spirit stones every day to practice. He consumes a lot of spiritual stones and needs some extras.

As for Cao Feiyan, there is no need to rely on him. He is just a core disciple. The cultivation resources he gets from the sect every month are limited, and he is not a true disciple. Then there is an elder responsible for providing cultivation resources, which is not at the same level at all.

He stopped and stopped, and was not in a hurry.

Huh?

He suddenly stopped and his eyes were fixed on a trunk that was burning slightly, but a piece of arms was as long as a finger.

Could it be, this is!

He thrust his heart in a thunderous manner, squatted down and picked up the burnt tree trunk.

"Brother, I know the goods!" said the stall owner, "I took all my efforts to take it out of an ancient tomb, and I almost died! Although this thing is not good-looking, it is hard to hurt the sharp weapon, even the power of elements can do nothing to it."

Shi Hao's statement to him was naturally skeptical, but this burnt tree trunk was most likely a treasure.

Fire sycamore!

According to legend, the divine beast Phoenix lives specifically on the sycamore tree, while the king of the phoenix is ​​called the Flame Phoenix King, and the body is full of burning flames of the sky, even ordinary sycamore trees cannot bear it.

Only the Fire Wutong can do it, but it has been burned by the sky fire, but it still has vitality to withstand the flames of the Fiery Phoenix King.

In Yuan Chengmi's memory, he was only fortunate to see a branch of the Fire Swallow Tree, which contained the strongest fire power in the world, and may also contain the power of a phoenix's divine beast. Therefore, this is the most treasure for refining weapons, and can also be used as medicine, with amazing value.

Obviously, the stall owner didn't know that this was a fire wutong, otherwise it would be impossible for him to sell it.

Fakes?

It's impossible, Shi Hao still has this confidence.

"How to sell it?" Shi Hao asked directly.

"A thousand spirit stones, or spiritual medicines, elixirs, spiritual weapons, and talisman soldiers that I think are satisfied with, are all OK." The stall owner said.

There are really a lot of one thousand spirit stones. Ordinary disciples of Zhenwu Sect can only get five spirit stones a month, which is only sixty in a year, and the core disciples can only double it.

How much the true disciple can get depends on how rich the corresponding elder is and how generous it is.

However, compared to the true value of Fire Wutong, this is indescribable.

"Okay!" Shi Hao threw out a thousand spirit stones directly.

The stall owner couldn't help but his pupils contracted slightly. This is a space spiritual weapon!

True disciple!

Only true disciples can be given a space spiritual weapon.

He couldn't help but regret that something that could be favored by a true disciple must be a treasure, he sold it cheaply.

But the transaction has been reached. If he goes back on his word at this time, he will definitely be beaten up, revealing his identity, and then his reputation in the sect will become worse.

He had no choice but to admit it, put away the spirit stone, and handed the Huo Wutong to Shi Hao.

"I'll ask again, where did you get it?" Shi Hao asked. He didn't believe the other party's previous statement.

The stall owner hesitated and said, "Okay, the thing has been sold to you anyway. In fact, I picked it up by a dead man. As for the specific origin of the other party and how he got this thing, I have no idea."

Shi Hao nodded and was about to leave, but saw a man in black running over in a hurry.

"Where is that branch?" the man in black asked directly. Of course, his face was covered with a black cloth, and only his eyes and forehead were exposed. It was completely impossible to show his appearance.

However, as soon as he spoke, Shi Hao felt murderous intent.

Lu Yun!

His voice was so familiar to Shi Hao, and he could be recognized in an instant.

"Sold it." The stall owner said. Anyway, the things are no longer his, so he doesn't care.

"Who did you sell it to?" Lu Yun asked, although he knew it, it would be useless to ask this question, and the people here all covered their identities.

"Here, he." The stall owner pointed at Shi Hao.

For him, he had concealed his identity anyway and was not afraid of Shi Hao's revenge.

And he felt that he was losing money in selling, so since he had such an opportunity, he wanted to disgust Shi Hao.

"You bought one thousand spirit stones? OK, I'll give you two thousand spirit stones and you can resell them to me." Lu Yun said to Shi Hao, looking very rich and generous.

Me, damn!

The stall owner was stunned before and doubled the price as soon as he opened his mouth?

He was in trouble.

What is the origin of this burnt branch? Someone is willing to buy it for two thousand spirit stones?

Whether he was disgusted with Shi Hao was different, anyway, he felt so distressed.
Chapter completed!