Text Chapter 34 Market

Chen Lei then remembered what his original intention of alchemy was, and said, "Now, naturally, I will go to those trading markets to see what good things can be found."

"Go to the market?"

Hearing Chen Lei's plan, Jingjing and Master Song were stunned. It was too far for them.

"What good things can be found on the stall?" Song Hongxian blurted out, with deep contempt for Chen Lei's taste.

"Shut up, do I need you to teach me what to do? In front of me, I don't have the right to speak. You are not allowed to speak without my orders in the future." Chen Lei reprimanded unceremoniously.

Song Hongxian was blocked by Chen Lei's words, and he almost didn't spit out his blood. No one dared to speak to him like this, but now he can't have any seizures at all. Behind Chen Lei and Jingjing.

Chen Lei ignored Song Hongxian's feelings at all, and took the two out of the Baoyaotang and walked towards a trading market.

Today, there are many such spontaneously formed trading markets in Duanshan City. Many warriors take out things that they don’t need on weekdays, or that they don’t know the purpose of, in exchange for items that are useful to them. Of course, among these items, Mixed fish and dragons, there may be real treasures against the sky, and there may be worthless waste. If you want to gain something, it all depends on your eyesight. Even if you are wrong here, you can exchange a sky-high price for a completely useless thing. You can only admit that you are unlucky, and you can't make trouble unreasonably. This is a rule formed spontaneously among warriors, and everyone will abide by it. If someone dares to violate it, it will definitely be the result of offending public anger.

Chen Lei was walking in the crowd, stopping from time to time to look around. With his eyesight, he could easily identify these things, what is pearl jade, what is mud sand, and absolutely cannot escape his discernment.

"Take a look at it. The real dragon blood stone is on sale with tears. You only need a hundred catties of yuan copper, or a thousand catties of iron essence, you can exchange for a real dragon blood stone." A warrior stepped forward, There are more than a dozen bloody stones, exuding a fragrant fragrance, and they are loudly selling and attracting customers.

Song Hongxian's expression moved slightly, and he couldn't help but stop. He picked up a dragon blood stone and checked it carefully, and said excitedly: "This is really a dragon blood stone, there are so many, Miss Jingjing, let's exchange some, absolutely There is profit and no loss.”

Miss Jingjing also stopped, curiously looking at these beautiful and fragrant stones, and she was also a little tempted. If it is really a dragon blood stone, then it will definitely make a lot of money. Dragon blood stone can be used to refine dragon blood. The rare materials of Baobing are extremely precious and extremely rare.

Chen Lei laughed and said bluntly: "What kind of dragon blood stone, it's made of blood stone with dark vanilla dipped in grass juice, not to mention a hundred catties of copper, one or two yuan of copper is not worth it. As far as your vision is concerned, in I'm afraid I'll lose all my pants here."

"Brother, you broke the rules by doing this, do you have to express it?"

When the stall owner saw Chen Lei's point, he couldn't hang his face, and there was a threat in his words.

"Why, do you still want to force the sale?"

At this moment, Master Song couldn't hold his face, and when he heard the stall owner's intention to threaten, his eyes widened, and the imposing manner of the gangster realm was suddenly revealed, scaring the stall owner to a pale face, and repeatedly apologized: "I don't dare, I don't dare, I'm next. If you have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, then go, then go." After speaking, he didn't want the dragon blood stone on the ground, and he fled without a trace.

This was just a small episode, and it didn't cause any waves. Seeing the stall owner walking away, they continued to stroll in this market.

"This is my family's ancestral treasure. I took it out and asked for ten Lieyang Pills. This is the real ninth-order treasure..."

"God-hunting knife, a fifth-order treasure knife, cutting iron like mud, let's take a look..."

"Grey Flood Dragon eggs still have the breath of life. After hatching and subduing, they can grow into sixth-order monsters, come and see..."

The market is extremely lively, but none of these are good things in Chen Lei's eyes, and none of them are true.

Suddenly, Chen Lei stopped in front of a booth and carefully looked at the things on the booth.

"This brother, what do you like, even if you choose, my business is absolutely fair. Unlike other people, most of them are fake. For me, if you fake one, you will pay ten."

The stall owner is in his forties, a seemingly simple and honest man, and his speech is very straightforward.

Chen Lei smiled, did not speak, just lowered his head and observed the things on the stall of the stall owner.

On this stall owner's booth, there are some bronze wares, such as bronze cauldrons, bronze bowls, bronze bottles, bronze jugs, etc., each of which is dull, some even have gaps, and there is no strong atmosphere, just Appears very old.

"What are these for?"

Jingjing also crouched down curiously, but no matter how she observed, she couldn't find the use of these bronze utensils.

"This girl, to tell you the truth, these things are extremely precious. These things are passed down by my ancestors. These things are magic weapons, weapons used by cultivators."

As soon as the middle-aged man opened his mouth, his tone was astonishingly loud, revealing a secret.

"The magic weapon, it's impossible!"

Jingjing lightly covered her mouth. On this continent, hundreds of millions of years ago, there used to be a group of extremely powerful people. They were called immortal cultivators. Immortal cultivators were fundamentally different from the current martial arts. , Dan method and the method of refining weapons all originated from immortal cultivators. However, after the great changes in the world, the heaven and earth were not suitable for immortal cultivators to survive, so they all moved to another world, and this world of martial arts became prosperous and replaced. the status of a cultivator.

Today, there are no legends of immortal cultivators, only some ancient books of ancient sects, there are some records and legends of immortal cultivators.

This middle-aged man can say the three words immortal cultivator in one mouth, so he is definitely different from other people, maybe these things are really the magic tools used by immortal cultivators.

The middle-aged man said: "Why is it impossible, what I said is true, if this world is not suitable for immortals, why would I be willing to take out these ancestors and replace them, although this world is no longer suitable for immortals. , these ancestral artifacts are useless, but I guarantee with my personality that these are real artifacts and are of great value."

The middle-aged man gushed about the goods in front of him.

"How do you sell these things?"

Jingjing is obviously a little tempted. Although the magic weapon has lost its original power, if it is really a magic weapon, it is not bad to exchange some for research.

"Lieyang Pill, five Lieyang Pills in exchange for one."

The middle-aged man said that he is now in his forties and stuck in the ninth floor of the True Qi realm for more than ten years. No hesitation, after all, he is too old now and has no potential at all.