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Chapter 20 Wood-type Spirit Gathering Orb

Su Qingyue looked up and saw that the streets, which were not very spacious, were already full of stalls on both sides.

The crowded stalls made the market look tighter and lively. The monks came and went, one by one, and they were all contented and orderly, walking leisurely on the street paved with jade, without any noise or rushing in a hurry.

Su Qingyue saw Lan Yuting stopping in front of a stall selling miscellaneous goods, and also stopped.

At this moment, Lan Yuting was holding a stone-like object in her hand and was flipping up and down there.

Su Qingyue concentrated her energy, released her spiritual consciousness, and carefully investigated it. The object in Lan Yuting's hand was actually a fire spirit stone. Thinking that Lan Yuting's fire-type immortal root was outstanding, and refining this fire crystal stone, her cultivation should be greatly improved.

Lan Yuting looked at the stone repeatedly for a long time, and finally asked, "Stand owner, how to sell this stone?"

The vendor raised his head and glanced casually, "Five low-grade spirit stones."

When Su Qingyue heard the vendor's offer, she was shocked. You should know that the annual share of these people was only about ten low-grade spirit stones. There was no special stone on the outside. It was sold for five low-grade spirit stones, and the price was a bit high.

But if the vendor knows that there is a fire spirit stone inside, it is a different matter. Obviously, the stall owner cannot know that there is a fire crystal stone inside. If he knows that there is a fire crystal stone inside, it is impossible for him to only sell five low-grade spirit stones unless he has a problem with his head.

When Lan Yuting heard the quotation for the vendor's place, she frowned, "Stand owner, I sincerely want to buy your things. Can it be cheaper?"

The stall owner hesitated for a moment, "Little girl, I also have to do business sincerely. The items in your hands are the only thing passed down by my ancestors. If I were not for the inability to lose spirit stones, I would definitely not be willing to sell them! If you sincerely want them, at least three spirit stones will be at least, and I will not sell them if there are fewer ones."

After hearing what the vendor said, Lan Yuting frowned and thought for a while, and probably felt that it was still a bit expensive. She put down the stone in her hand and planned to stop it.

Su Qingyue stood aside and listened to the two of them bargaining, thinking to herself, "It's a good deal to buy three spirit stones." She walked up and whispered a few times in Lan Yuting's ear.

Lan Yuting asked in confusion: "Really?" Su Qingyue nodded to her.

Lan Yuting was also happy. She immediately paid the spirit stone and picked up the stone.

"The people from the Lan family are just like this. Just an ordinary stone, they have to spend three spirit stones to buy. It's really awesome." A sarcastic sarcasm voice came.

Su Qingyue looked at the crowd and saw a young woman wearing a goose yellow dress and looking pretty when she didn't speak, walking towards them gracefully, with more than a dozen people following her, obviously they were together.

Su Qingyue frowned, and Lan Yuqing, who was standing on her left, pressed her ear and muttered in a low voice, "This is Wu Pianran from the Wu family. She has always been hypocritical and sarcastic, and she has never been able to deal with Sister Ting."

Upon hearing this, Su Qingyue nodded, and did not speak, looking at the situation over there without blinking.

Lan Yuting is inconsistent with Wu Pianran on weekdays, so she can’t let her talk nonsense. She now rebukes, “It’s my own business to spend so much spirit stones to buy things. If you are still well-educated, don’t worry about other people’s business.”

"Good come back!" Su Qingyue exclaimed in her heart.

Hearing Lan Yuting's retort, Wu Pianran obviously couldn't practice Qigong rituals, and his face turned red with anger, "I really don't know what's wrong with it. I spent money in vain. Others kindly reminded me and even spoke ill of each other. I really don't know how the people of the Lan family discipline their children on weekdays?"

Su Qingyue frowned tightly. Wu Pianran seemed reckless on the surface, but she spoke sarcastically and targeted the Lan family everywhere. Is it just that she was not in the way of dealing with her cousin Ting, or is there something else?

Hearing the other party deliberately slandering the Lan family, Lan Yuting glared at Wu Pianran and rebuked loudly again, "Wu Pianran, if you are still a little bit of cultivation, don't mess around. We are not familiar with you, and you don't need to pretend to be kind!" After saying that, he led the Lan family and left, ignoring Wu Pianran and others behind him.

"I'm really ungrateful. I'm kind-hearted, afraid that you'll spend money in vain..."

Su Qingyue walked at the end and could still hear Wu Pianran talking nonstop. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "The best is everywhere!"

The Lan family walked around and stopped, constantly selecting items they could use from various stalls.

Su Qingyue stopped in front of a stall selling miscellaneous goods, "What a comfortable breath!" She had just walked here and was attracted by a very faint spiritual energy.

Keep silent, release your spiritual consciousness, and carefully investigate.

‘The faint and comfortable breath should be from that bead!’ Su Qingyue reached out and took the bead, put it in the palm of her hand to check it carefully. There was a layer outside, as if it was wrapped in dirty things. When she went back to clean it up, she was almost clean. After careful observation, she guessed that the thing wrapped inside should be a wooden spirit-gathering bead.

This appearance made Su Qingyue's heart beat violently, and she was very excited. She spat in secret, 'It's really a waste of time!' calmed down and walked to the vendor with a plain expression, "Stand owner, how do you sell this?"

The stall owner is about 30 years old and has an ordinary appearance. When he heard someone ask about the price, he turned his head coldly and said, "5o spirit beads, no bargaining!"

‘What a weird guy!’ Su Qingyue muttered in her heart, but her hands didn’t stop at all. She quickly took out the 5o spirit beads equivalent to half a low-grade spirit stone from the storage bag and handed them to the stall owner.

After getting the spirit gathering bead, Su Qingyue's eyes were bright and she was very excited. "With the help of this bead, I will achieve twice the result with half the effort in my cultivation in the future!" I didn't expect that when I came to the market today, I would encounter such good things, picking up bargains, and so on. She liked them the most. I still have to take a closer look at whether there are any good things in other small stalls waiting for me to pick up bargains?

Su Qingyue was thinking happily in her heart, thinking secretly that a discordant voice came.

"Are the Lan family stupid? You have to spend money on a mud bead? I said, little sister, it is not a good habit to spend money randomly!" Wu Pianran's annoying face appeared in front of Su Qingyue and others again, with a kind look of persuasion.

Su Qingyue raised her eyebrows, smiled and glanced around Wu Pianran's face, and asked playfully, "Auntie, do you want to be my stepmother?"

"Hmm~?" Wu Pianran didn't react for a moment, was stunned for a moment, and soon came to his senses, and his eyes widened, "What did you stinky girl just say?"

Su Qingyue rolled her eyes to the sky and repeated it word by word, "I said, Auntie, do you want to be my stepmother? Otherwise, what do you care about me? You are really catching rats - meddling in other people's business!"

"Ha, haha..." This time, everyone onlookers understood. The Lan family burst into laughter, and Lan Yuqing couldn't stand up. Even Lan Yuluo, who had always been inconsistent with Su Qingyue, smiled and turned her face away. The Wu family even laughed so hard that their faces turned red, and they lowered their heads and lowered their heads.

Wu Pianran's gentle and generous and understanding image of the White Lotus can no longer be pretended. He took two steps forward and raised his hand to beat Su Qingyue.

This book is from Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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