Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 423 Praying Mantis Catching Cicadas (Please Subscribe, Please Collect)

Because it is too close to Bai's Spirit Mountain, the scope of Fang City is not too large, but thanks to the strength of Bai's family, the supply of various spiritual objects is quite abundant.

When Sun Mingsheng opened up the business route to Baishi Lingshan, he also came to this square city to conduct a transaction, so he was quite familiar with the environment here.

In addition to buying spiritual objects to enhance combat power during this trip, one also needs to keep a secret of one's whereabouts, so the shop opened by the Bai family is destined to be unable to go.

The number of monks coming and going here is too complicated, coupled with his special status, it is easy to fall into the eyes of some caring people.

Therefore, after Sun Mingsheng entered Fangshi, he went straight to a relatively remote path, and stopped at a dilapidated door panel, but there was no sign or name, and it looked like a dilapidated shop.

After Sun Mingsheng looked around and confirmed that there were no other monks following him, he restrained his aura, put on a black smock that could resist the strafing of the spirit consciousness, and strode into it.

The shop was dark, except for a long-burning candle in the corner that provided a little bit of poor light, there was no source of light.

The small shop is not big, and there is nothing but a dilapidated table. When you enter it, you will be greeted with a stench mixed with countless flavors that fills your ears and nose.

"Why did this fellow Taoist come this time? What is his need?" An old man with a beard appeared without warning like a ghost.

The long beard was still stained with some spirits that had not dripped, and the left hand covered with black spots held a spirit bean and put it into the mouth.

This old man is the owner of the shop, a seemingly inconspicuous but genuine nine-story foundation-building cultivator.

In any market, there are usually similar shops. Their sources of goods are quite complicated, but they are typically high in quality and low in price.

Of course, the process of purchasing spiritual objects is also a test of the monk's eyesight. If you can't identify the defects in them, it is normal to buy some defective products.

When Sun Mingsheng first came to Bai's Lingshan to open up business routes for business, he had patronized this shop. It has been such a long time, but everything here seems to have not changed at all.

"I need some second-level high-grade magic charms and some second-level high-grade one-time explosive spirit weapons or high-quality defensive spirit weapons." Sun Mingsheng went straight to the point, without hiding anything about his purpose.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist has encountered a lot of trouble. All your needs are hot treasures, and you are often in a state where you can't make ends meet. Nuo, all the ones that meet the requirements are here, and you can choose by yourself." After sighing, the old man took out A worn storage bag.

And he dumped all of them on the dilapidated wooden table, allowing him to choose.

There are a total of eight kinds of spiritual objects on the wooden table, four of which are obviously stained with unknown blood, and amazing spiritual power is radiating from each of them, all of which are second-level top-grade spiritual symbols.

It's just that as a skillful talisman master, he can have a basic judgment on the inside of the talisman through the surface.

Two of them were emitting bursts of spiritual light, and seemed to be in a full state and could be sacrificed at any time, but inside they were in an unstable state.

This state of the talisman is obviously caused by excessive consumption of its own spiritual power, which also means that the two second-level top-grade talismans are already on the verge of being scrapped.

If it is sacrificed in the middle of the battle, not to mention whether it can bring certain damage to the opponent, but the spiritual chaos caused by the self-explosion of the talisman will first bring some troubles to the master and mess up the situation.

On the other hand, the remaining two talismans that seem to have dim auras, in addition to being eroded by blood to a certain extent, still have more than [-]% of their spiritual power fused in them, which can exert their due effects.

The remaining four pieces are three lightning balls that constantly flash with lightning light, which belong to a relatively common one-time explosive spiritual weapon in the cultivation world.

Of course, thanks to the power contained in the thunder attribute itself, this kind of thunder ball is also quite popular.

On weekdays, they are only occasionally sold in some big shops, and now these three thunderballs are most likely defective products, at least playing about half of their effects.

The last one is a seal-shaped spiritual artifact that is only half the size of the original, perhaps because the loss is too heavy, but it has not been rescued or sorted out in any form.

As for the second-tier high-grade spiritual objects suitable for monks in the late stage of foundation establishment, the reduction in the number has already been psychologically prepared, but when the old man in front of him put all the storage in the shop in front of him, he was still a little dumbfounded.

In the end, Sun Mingsheng only chose two talismans and a thunder ball, but what he paid was a spiritual object worth nearly ten thousand spirit stones.

This is because these spiritual objects themselves have more or less problems. On the basis of the discount, if you buy a brand new spiritual object, you need to at least double the increase.

"Leaving Bai's Lingshan is actually to come to Fangshi to buy some spiritual things needed for cultivation?"

Under the guidance of the talisman, Liang Chaoyuan had also appeared in Fangshi. At this time, his face was full of contempt, and at the same time, a relaxed look flashed away in his eyes, as if he had no idea about the opponent's strength. A deeper understanding.

The figure of Liang Chaoyuan kept searching around in the small market. After half an hour, he happened to pass by Sun Mingsheng who had left the dilapidated shop.

The Liang family is not too far away from Bai's Spirit Mountain, and they often come to this place to buy some necessary spiritual objects.

Therefore, it is naturally clear about this place, and it is even more familiar with some dilapidated shops that sell defective products.

After confirming that Sun Mingsheng had indeed left from here, a sense of superiority naturally surged up.

It's just that this proud monk of the Liang family didn't notice that the moment the two passed by, the pupils in the depths of Sun Mingsheng's eyes, who seemed to be unresponsive, suddenly swelled and quickly recovered. And there is no slightest performance.

"I have been so cautious, but I still haven't escaped the eyeliner secretly arranged by the Liang family. I don't know how the famous Liang Chaoyuan is going to take off this big Xiangshang head."

A light flashed in Sun Mingsheng's mind, but a brand new idea came out.

The figure of Sun Mingsheng kept searching back and forth among the shops in the square city, as if he was constantly looking for suitable spiritual objects, but he didn't buy any spiritual objects as if he was shy in his pocket.

It was not until an hour later that he left the last shop with some reluctance to leave. With a look of reluctance on his face, he turned around and left Fangshi, heading towards Bai's Spirit Mountain.

(End of this chapter)