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Chapter 70: Eyes Few
The gourd is the most commonly used magical instrument by monks. Most of them are used to hold water, wine, and elixirs, while a few people use it to hold vinegar.

Its status is comparable to the thermos cup Xu Shun had before he traveled through time.

Mature men all have their own thermos. As for whether there is tea, wolfberry, ginseng slices, or cola in the thermos, it depends on personal preference.

In the "Fulu Pavilion" that sells gourds, Xu Shun is holding a red-skinned gourd in his hand and looking at the person in front of him with a strange expression.

His red-skinned gourd is about thirty centimeters tall, small at the top and large at the bottom, and feels warm to the touch.

It may not look big, but it can hold more than ten cubic meters of water. Xu Shun bought it to give to Lan Daoren.

As for the money spent, of course it still belongs to Lando.

There was no way. Strictly speaking, the gourd was also a mustard seed magical instrument, and Xu Shun couldn't afford it. It was just that the gourd was large in size, had a large storage space, and the requirements for refining were not as high as those for the bronze ring, so the price was much cheaper.

The price was nine hundred taels of silver, and after Xu Shun finished chopping, he got two hundred and fifty taels of silver.

There is nothing wrong with using Lan Daoren's card to buy gifts for him. With Lan Daoren's current level of cultivation, it doesn't matter what you give him. Xu Shun went to Qingyun Market to buy magic tools and brought him a gourd, which shows that Xu Shun quite approves of Lan Daoren.

Gifts are given with thought.

Sending goose feathers from thousands of miles away is a light gift but heavy with affection.

Two hundred and fifty taels sounded too low a price. Xu Shun was negotiating the price with the shopkeeper, asking him to give him a better discount.

The shopkeeper said that the maximum discount he could give was one tael. At two hundred and forty-nine taels, it was really not profitable!

Xu Shun tried to haggle for a long time, but the shopkeeper refused to give in. When Xu Shun was about to pay, a few people suddenly came in from outside, surrounding a young man.

When the young man saw the gourd in Xu Shun's hand, he asked for it.

The young man was dressed in a brocade robe and had a jade crown on his head. His face was as handsome as jade, but his expression was very arrogant, which combined with his uneven eyes made him look a bit funny.

His left eye is particularly large.

It's like this...

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The shopkeeper of Fulu Pavilion was an old man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies. He said to the young man in a rather awkward manner: "Dear guest, the price of this gourd has already been agreed with this guest. Why don't you take a look at other gourds?"

"We have other gourds in our store, including those made of white jade and green jade, and gourds with red, yellow, and white skins, each with its own unique characteristics..."

"No, I want the one in his hand!" The young man interrupted the shopkeeper forcefully without waiting for him to speak.

"You open a business for money, right? I have plenty of money!" The young man turned to Xu Shun and said, "No matter how much money you offer, I will offer you one more ounce of silver than you!"

"..."

The shopkeeper and Xu Shun were both silent. They looked at each other and both felt like they were meeting a retard.

Xu Shun was about to say something when he was stopped by the shopkeeper, who gave Xu Shun a look that meant he would handle it.

"Dear guest!" The shopkeeper bowed to the young man and said, "Fulu Pavilion has been established in Qingyun Market for 150 years. We always do business as business."

"I have already agreed on the price with this distinguished guest, and the deal is done. Let alone an agreed price, even if we haven't agreed on the price, we are still bargaining. Fulu Pavilion cannot do something like selling the same thing twice."

The shopkeeper changed the subject and said, "Fulu Pavilion has many rare and precious gourds on the second floor. If you are interested, you can go upstairs to have a look."

Since ancient times, anything that can go to the second floor is a good thing.

"No! I want his gourd!" The young man shook his head. Seeing that the shopkeeper was not willing to sell it, he turned to Xu Shun and said, "If you buy this gourd and sell it to me, I will make you a lot of money!"

"..."

Xu Shun looked at the boy's eyes carefully and felt that the boy was not yet an adult and looked like a primary school student.

If he had used his own money to buy the gourd, he would have minded making a profit, but now he was using Lan Daoren's money to buy the gourd. What was the point of him making money? How could Lan Daoren's balance change from ??? Green Silver to ??? Green Silver?

Also, why does Daxiaoyan attach so much importance to this gourd?

Excluding the possibility that it was someone arranged by the shopkeeper, then there was something wrong with the gourd.

But when he looked left and right, he saw that it was also an ordinary red-skinned gourd.

Forget it, let's leave this kind of problem to Lan Daoren.

"Sorry, no sales!" Xu Shun was too lazy to pay attention to the young man and said to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, take down that yellow gourd and let me see it. I want to buy another one."

The red-skinned gourd was a gift to Taoist Lan, and the yellow-skinned gourd was for his own use.

One of the people around the young man whispered to him, "Young Master Yan, let's make some plans. He is a disciple of the Qinghua Sect."

The Qinghua Sect is the local boss in this area. They spoke rudely to the disciples of the Qinghua Sect in the Qingyun Market, which provoked the monks stationed in the market to take action. They are not that stupid.

"Damn it! I'm one step too slow!" The boy, known as the young man with the eyes, looked fiercely at the red gourd in Xu Shun's hand. If it wasn't in Qingyun Market, he would have snatched it away.

His right eye showed a sinister expression, but his left eye was very calm.

Because his left eye is not his eye, but a fairy pupil!
Immortal pupils, the eyes of immortals.

Originally, he was just a bastard son of a family of immortal cultivators.

He didn't understand anything about the "I" and "God" in the family's courses and techniques for cultivating immortality, so his practice was naturally not going well, and he was ridiculed by his direct disciples.

Sometimes he couldn't figure out what "I" and "God" were. Are they that important?
As long as we have the power, isn't that enough?
As long as one has strength and cultivation, isn't he a strong person? Isn't he an immortal?

By chance, he caught a big eyeball while fishing.

It was a very beautiful eye, the white of the eye was as pure and flawless as white jade, and the deep black pupil seemed to be inlaid with the entire universe.

When the light gently brushed past, the eyeballs seemed to be given life. The internal texture was delicate and complex, like a miniature Milky Way with stars, which made him fascinated.

This is a top-grade magic weapon!

He immediately realized that he had hit the jackpot and had found a treasure. He manipulated his limited magical power and input it into the big eyeball.

A piece of information was then fed back to his mind, making him ecstatic!
The big eyeball in front of you is not a top-grade magic weapon, but a fairy treasure!

Inorganic fairy pupils!

Immortal eyes that grasp the changes in the universe!
Even in the fairy world, it is a rare treasure!

With his current cultivation, it was nothing but a fool's dream to want to control such a fairy treasure. However, the Wuji Xiantong fairy treasure was spiritual and passed on another method to him.

That is to use one's own eye sockets to moisten this inorganic fairy pupil and turn the inorganic fairy pupil into one's own eyes.

All he had to do was to remove his own eyeball and then put this eyeball into his own eye socket.

Thinking about becoming an immortal in the future and thinking about those family members who bullied him, he removed his left eye without any hesitation and replaced it with an inorganic immortal pupil.

"From today on, I am the master of the Inorganic Immortal Pupil! Young Master Yan!" With blood in his left eye, he shouted to the sky!

I just don't know why this fairy pupil is so big, it makes it look a bit funny.

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　　Big Eyes has started a new book. When will I be able to write as awesome as Big Eyes!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)