Chapter 432 (1/2)

After passing a stall selling talisman paper, in front of him sat a big man with an iron hammer in his hand, banging with a loud voice: ”ladies and gentlemen, don't miss passing by! Baby from the ocean of fireworks! Fresh out of the furnace!”

He opened his arms and showed his dark chest hair. With that dress, he didn't look like a monk, but like a pig butcher.

But this guy is a monk at the peak of Yuanying

You know, in casual cultivation, it is very rare to reach the peak of Yuanying.

When you really want to achieve this accomplishment, almost all of them are solicited by some large doors. You need resources and skills there. Why do you have to work hard alone?

But looking at the man's clothes, he didn't look like a religious monk. It was clearly a casual monk.

After all, if you don't pay attention to the sect door, you won't let your monks open their arms and chest in public, knock with a hammer in one hand, pick their feet in the other hand, and smell in front of your nose from time to time

All of the passers-by were smiling. Even Xiang Yang felt a little smiling. The image of this man was really too outstanding

He didn't care, so he shouted to himself, pulled his feet, and took a few mouthfuls of the wine pot beside him. Xiang Yang's nose was very smart. He knew that it was drunk immortal wine. Such a large pot was at least ten kilograms. After a while, he poured less than half of it, but he was not drunk at all. The amount of wine was very good!

However, his curiosity about the man was not as good as what was on his stall. Xiang Yang just looked at him a few times, squatted down in front of the stall, picked up a piece of red ore and asked, ”boss, how do you sell it?”

When he saw the business, the man was refreshed. He threw the hammer in his hand and didn't pick his feet. He came up with a big face and a mouth full of wine: ”Brother, good eyesight! This is the red fire essence. It's the treasure our brother washed out from the land of thousands of flames... Although it's not big, it can directly increase the vitality conversion rate by 50% after refining it and adding it to the fire magic weapon...”

He looked vulgar, but his eloquence was good. He spit wildly at the introduction meeting. He looked a little narcissistic. When he looked down, he saw that the middle-aged monk in front of him was looking at himself with a smile. He was stunned, pointed to Xiang Yang and asked, ”brother, do you understand?”

Xiang Yang shook the ore in his hand, sighed, put it down, and drew three Japanese characters in the blank space of the booth: ”I thought the boss should be a duty person, but I didn't expect it to be a profiteer. This is clearly a red fire crystal for refining fire pills. You have to say it's the red fire essence of refining utensils... It's only one word short. Once it comes and goes, the value difference is more than ten times?”

The man as like as two peas and a red flame were very hard to tell. If they were not a household member, they could not tell them. They had some small brothers. After treatment, they were exactly the same. How did this guy see it? Did you bump into a big expert?

He was stunned there, but Xiang Yang didn't say any more. Instead, he picked up a round pebble from the corner of the stall and looked over and over for a long time. He said strangely, ”what's this? There's no vitality fluctuation, nor is it a mineral... Boss, why did you put it on the stall?”

The man's eyes turned and his face was filled with a smile: ”brother, you're out of your sight. This thing is a treasure that our brother found in the depths of the ocean... Although it's insignificant, hey hey, the wonderful use...”

As he spoke, he looked around for a long time before he came to Xiang Yang's ear and said softly, ”this is the Qi calming stone. It is a secret treasure that can suppress Qi luck. Do you see the crack on it? It's not an ordinary crack, it's a tortoise shell crack! Tortoise shell knows? It's used for divination... This stone armor pattern is self-produced, and it's a supernatural thing in heaven and earth... It's really wonderful!”

He spoke quickly and hurriedly. After that, he smashed his mouth. He was really proud.

In this market, thousands of stall owners can tell so many stories about a stone used to press the cloth. It's estimated that it doesn't exceed one palm. I'm really a genius.