Several girls chatted while using swords, but didn't know that someone was following her and waiting for her.

"Sister Four, what kind of magic weapon do you want?" asked the youngest seventh sister Yunman.

"It is hard to find a good magic weapon. What you can get depends on luck. It's useless now." Yun Hui said with a smile.

"Today is the 100th birthday of the fourth sister. I think luck will definitely not be wrong. If everything I want is done, I will definitely get a good magic weapon." said the fifth sister Yunfei, who was standing beside her.

The eldest sister Yun Yin said, "I still have some collections here. If the fourth sister likes you, I will always bring it up for you."

Today is the birthday of Yunhui, the fourth son of the Seven Clouds of Yaochi. It is another hundred years. The Seven Clouds of Yaochi have a deep affection. The sisters and sisters discuss to collect some spirit stones and prepare to buy Yunhui a good magic weapon.

Speaking of which, Yao Chi Palace is too poor. Yao Chi Qiyun is already a cultivator who is focused on training in the sect, but each person is just a high-level spiritual weapon flying sword and a low-level spiritual weapon shiny robe. In addition, this is the elixir and spirit stone used for monthly practice.

Even so, Yao Chi Palace just insisted on supporting it.

If you want a better magic weapon, you can only rely on your own efforts. It is unlike a big sect that can get good treasures from elders.

After another two hours of flying, a large island appeared in front of him. There was a city on the south side of the island. It was Donghai Fang City. The seven girls descended their flying swords and walked into the city.

The streets were very lively, with crowds coming and going. Most of the people here were monks. It was just ordinary to practice Qi and build foundations. There were many golden elixirs, and there were all sects and scattered cultivators, and it was rare to see monks above the scattered immortals.

A few girls started to turn,

Shopping is always a favorite of women. Whether it is the mortal world or the world of immortal cultivation, it is all because of nature. When you walk into the store, you can check it out, or talk about it gently, even if you don’t buy it, it is a kind of satisfaction.

Yiyi reluctantly left a powder shop, and several girls entered a clothing store next to her. They were not anxious about choosing gifts for Yunhui. They flew over for two days and always had to take a good walk here.

Qin Guan and Lu Feng followed a few girls to Donghai Fangshi, but were not in a hurry to see them. Qin Guan and Lu Feng instead started to move around the Fangshi.

Qin Guan doesn’t like to go to regular shops. Those shops are industries of large sects, and most of the things sold are produced by sects. There are basically no surprises. It’s better to go to the stall area and maybe you can still get the treasure.

When walking across the street, Qin Guan also saw one of the three-story buildings, which was extremely conspicuous in the surrounding stores. The four big words "Shushan Jiange" were written on it. The characters were like sharp swords. Qin Guan naturally knew that this was the Shushan School's industry. As the second senior brother of Shushan, he had managed the Jiange business for a period of time. Later, the fifth junior sister grew up and was taken over by the fifth junior sister Qi Lingyun.

Qin Guan did not enter Jiange, and Lu Feng and he went straight to the stall area.

The stall area is as lively as ever, full of hawking sounds. Some stalls are full of items, and some are only a few items on them. Buying things here is a test of your eyesight, and you may be able to get some treasures.

Qin Guan and Lu Feng walked around and found that most of them were useless debris, and their grades were not very high, so they didn't have what they needed.

The merchants are smart and have already sorted out countless times. There are very few real treasures, so how can they be so easy to buy?

Suddenly, Qin Guan stopped in front of a stall.

The stall owner of this stall is a middle-aged monk with a golden elixir cultivation in the early stages of the Jindan, thin and his eyes are very striking.

What attracted Qin Guan’s attention was the sign on his stall. The sign only had four words "Mengchen Fairy Treasure". The things placed on the stall included rusty iron bars, thick wooden stakes, a strange-shaped mountain stone, a bamboo root, a copper pot, a porcelain jar, and a few jade pieces. All kinds of items were very messy, but none of them looked like treasures.

"This friend, I don't know what this Mengchen Immortal Treasure means." Qin Guan asked curiously.

Seeing someone asking, the stall owner immediately became energetic and said enthusiastically: "I don't know how many magic weapons in the world are. Some have lost their master's magic weapons for too long, some have been filthy and lost their spirituality, and some have even turned into dust and mud."

"Some of the items on my stall contain magic weapons and immortal weapons, and some are just stubborn stones and plants. The word "luck" is betting on. Most of the people who come to the stall area come to Taobao. My stall is the most profound reflection of these two words."

"Do you know that in two days, there will be a fairy-level fairy-level trade fair in Donghai Fang City, including this project. Those fairy-like immortals will take out some dust-covered immortal objects to bet on treasures, and the fortune will be determined by heaven."

Seeing Qin Guan listening carefully, this man became more interested and continued to preach.

"Someone once opened a high-level immortal weapon at the treasure hunting party, which is enviable to others. These things are the things left over from previous Taobao clubs. They are absolutely good things. Maybe you can open an immortal weapon from it."

This person is a thin monk with good eloquence and probably has three levels of deception, but he is still not as good as before a master-level figure Qin Guan.

Lu Feng can see through his level at a glance.

This thing is like buying a lottery ticket. Of course, some people won the jackpot, but most of them couldn't even win five dollars.

"How many spirit stones are there once?" Qin Guan asked.

"Two thousand." The stall owner said with a smile.

It’s really a lion who spoke big. Two thousand spirit stones are not a small amount of money. You can buy a low-level spiritual weapon.

Lu Feng swept around the stall and said, "It's all broken iron bars and rotten tree roots, copper pots and porcelain jars, you dare to ask for two thousand spirit stones."

"This friend, this is the case with treasures. It depends on your eyesight and luck. If there are all immortal tools inside, why don't I open them directly by myself? You said right?" The stall owner said with a word.

Qin Guan didn't say anything. He was going to try whether his sky eye was effective. Last time in Shushan Jianshan, Qin Guan showed one of the wonderful uses of the sky eye. The treasures in the world are full of aura, and they are divided into size and color. Others may not be able to see it, but Qin Guan's sky eye can show some clues from it.

Qin Guan glanced at the stall one by one, and after most of it, he came to a conclusion in his mind that the stall owner was definitely a profiteer. Those broken iron bars were originally just magical instruments. The stone roots were really stone roots. These things, a piece of spirit stone could buy so many mountains, but he sold two thousand spirit stones here.

As long as he fools a sucker, he will make a lot of money, which is really a good deal.

Qin Guan was a little disappointed. Just as he was about to give up, his eyes suddenly froze on a piece of jade.
Chapter completed!