The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 124 Selling Groceries

In the early morning, all sounds were silent, and the eastern horizon shone with a trace of light, carefully soaking the light blue sky, and a new day gradually moved in from afar.

"Suck it!"

Shen Ma opened his mouth wide, and a wisp of purple air flew from the sky and fell into his mouth. A faint purple mist spewed out from his body in an instant, and then slowly faded and disappeared without a trace.

"Ouch..."

Heihuang let out a habitual long howl after waking up in the morning, the sound was extremely loud, but extremely unpleasant.

"Don't bark, Old Hei, it disturbs people's dreams early in the morning." Shen Ma lived next to Heihuang's hut, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the dead dog howling.

"Wang, old horse, good morning! I'm so sleepy, I'm going to go back to sleep." Heihuang yawned and walked back to the thatched cottage.

"Wuliang f*ck... Ho, ho, ho! There's no need to be as knowledgeable as a dog!" Shen Ma was speechless, this big black dog is simply the best!
He stood up, shook his four hooves, stood up, performed the Dafa of Changing Heaven and Earth, reincarnated as Xiao Yan, and walked towards the market.

Shen Ma wandered leisurely on the main road. As he walked, he came to a magnificent palace with pavilions, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water. It was extremely luxurious, and he wrote a letter: Heavenly Demon Treasure Que!

"Have no humanity!" Shen Ma couldn't help but marvel.

Stepping forward, there are caves inside the treasure tower, where there are shops selling elixir, magic weapons, exercises, etc. In the center is a huge auction pavilion, which is faintly visible in the void, making it unreal, like a fairy palace in the sky.

"My lord, what do you need?"

I saw a slender girl with long hair draped in a vest, tied gently with a pink ribbon, dressed in white, shining brightly when the flowers were reflected, and her voice was soft and respectful.

"I want to sell some magic tools." Shen Ma said.

"This way, please, the front is the recycling line." The girl said respectfully.

"it is good."

Inside the treasure tower, there are countless carved beams and painted buildings, ancient paintings and copybooks, exuding a simple and simple atmosphere.

"Xiao Yan!"

Suddenly, a woman appeared on the way. She had black hair like clouds, bright eyes and white teeth, and skin as smooth as snow.

"Miss Qi, why are you here?" Shen Ma was a little surprised.

"The Heavenly Demon Palace belongs to the Demon Emperor's Palace. Why can't I be here? It's you, what are you doing here?" Qi Fushui walked slowly.

"It's my negligence. Life is tight these days, so I came here to pawn some magical artifacts." Shen Ma said with a smile.

"Could it be that you were squeezed dry by your Miss An, young people, don't be obsessed with the land of love and moon, be careful of losing money and money." Qi Fushui smiled lightly, his voice was as sweet as a silver bell.

"It's okay to come back after all the money is gone, it's okay." Shen Ma talked eloquently.

"Ha ha."

Qi Fushui was curious about the magic weapon that Shenma was going to sell, so he followed him to the recycling shop.

The palace of the Recycling House is very large. Apart from auctions, many monks will sell low-value instruments and elixir to the Recycling House to save time and effort. Correspondingly, the price of recycling is not high.

The low-level artifacts that Shen Ma got were too many and too complicated, and they had been piled up in the storage bag. This time, they happened to be packaged and sold.

"President, come here. This is my friend Xiao Yan. He wants to sell some magic tools. You can figure it out." Qi Fushui said.

"Okay! I wonder what this friend wants to sell?" The president is a short, fat man with a mustache and a checkered hat. He walks tremblingly.

"It's not convenient to talk here, do you have a quiet place here?" Shen Ma looked at the monks around him, frowning slightly.

"Yes, yes, yes! Upstairs, please!" The president was extremely enthusiastic and personally led the way.

Everyone came to an antique room, with relief calligraphy and paintings, green tea spirit flowers, and curling incense echoing in the air, making people feel more comfortable.

In front of the president, Shen Ma took out a storage bag, and with a "crash", the mountain-like magical artifacts fell to the ground, colorful, and each piece exuded a bright divine light. There were more than 300 pieces.

"This?!"

"Xiao Yan, which sect did you rob?"

The people present were stunned, terrified, staring straight at the pile of magical artifacts like clay sculptures and wood carvings, their hearts surging like turbulent waves.

"It's all given by kind people, President, let's count the price." Shen Ma chuckled, most of them are weapons below the quadrupole level, which are of no use to him.

"Okay!" The president stepped forward, looked at each magic weapon carefully, paused, and said pleasantly: "This is a psychic treasure! That's the same, and there are demon scripts in it!"

Shen Ma nodded. Hundreds of them were obtained from the tomb of the demon emperor, most of which were psychic treasures, and they were more suitable for the monks of the demon clan. After all, Emperor Qing had the idea of ​​building a demon court before.

"Shhhhh!"

With a wave of divine power, the chunky president suspended more than 300 magical instruments in the air and placed them in different categories. He said:

"Mr. Xiao, among them, there are 23 four-level weapons, 150 Dao Palace-level weapons, and [-] Lunhai-level weapons. The total price is [-] million catties. What do you think?"

"Well, yes." Shenma nodded, which was in line with his target price.

A moment later, the president handed over a storage bag to Shenma, which contained 150 million catties of resources.

"I don't know if your Heavenly Demon Que will hold an auction soon?" Shen Ma asked.

"What a coincidence, recently the lords of the major holy lands and many great powers gathered in the holy city. A day later, the treasures that are usually rare to see will be auctioned by our Heavenly Demon Palace. I wonder what Mr. Xiao wants to consign?" The president laughed.

"This." Shenma took out a small bottle of Dao Transformation Liquid from the sea of ​​bitterness. He had obtained half of it from the sea beast lair in the East China Sea, but the medicinal properties were too violent, so he hadn't used it all these years.

"So fragrant?!" The president opened the bottle cap, sniffed it lightly, and suddenly felt the divine power surge in his body.

"What spiritual liquid?" Qi Fushui came over curiously, staring at the bottle of white lotion.

"This is the Dao Transformation Liquid that I harvested from the Sea Beast's Nest in the East China Sea. It is mixed with a lot of spiritual essence, but the medicinal property is too violent and it is difficult to refine it completely. As far as I know, this thing is not suitable for some small Spirit beasts have a strong catalytic effect." Shen Ma said truthfully.

"Is that all?" Qi Fushui asked.

"It's as much as half a square."

"!!! You still have the nerve to call yourself poor?" Qi Fushui pouted, dissatisfied.

"Mr. Xiao, if there is half a square of spiritual liquid, I think those holy lands are willing to pay a big price to buy it. There is a guaranteed source of 50 catties." few.

"Okay, then I'll consign it to the Heavenly Demon Palace." Shen Ma took out a black jar from the sea of ​​bitterness, with several seals engraved on it, and half a square of Dao Transformation Liquid was contained in it.

After the two parties signed the contract, they drank tea for a while and then left.

Shen Ma wandered around the Tianyao Palace, watching some novel spirit beasts for a while, buying elixir illustrations at the elixir store, and collecting basic supernatural powers and spells in the Gongfa Pavilion.

There are not many sources of expenses, but these things will help Shenma understand the Beidou practice world more comprehensively, broaden his mind, lay the foundation, and go on better.

The monk's world is not only about fighting, but also enlightenment and other strange arts, such as Dao pattern, elixir, planting, refining, etc. There are many and complicated things in all aspects.

However, if one wants to prove the Tao and become an emperor, these strange arts are indispensable. They will be the cornerstone of the road to the great emperor, allowing the witnesses to go further and stronger!
(End of this chapter)