C1197 (2/2)
”The white jade grass sword seed is cheap to sell, ten spirit stones one, only 30!”
”Blood teeth rice for sale, a bag of ten lower grade spirit stones, a large number of sales.”
”The complete fourth level skill of seismology, which is the acquisition of Wuxing spirit planting skill...”
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Bai Xiaobei has also sold Linggu several times before. Naturally, he is experienced in setting up a stall. When he sees a monk who occupies a golden area after the transaction is completed, he starts to close his stall. He ignores the two murderous eyes nearby and directly spreads a blanket on it.
”Little brother, your speed is too fast...”
Looking at Bai Xiaobei with a smile on his face, the stall owner who is cleaning up can't help but roll his eyes, especially when he sees the expressions of two spiritual vegetarians who are also looking for a stall, he can't help admiring Bai Xiaobei's determination.
The two Ling Zhi Fu, who are looking for a stall, continue to look for it indignantly, while Bai Xiaobei directly takes out a small jade bottle.
”The super auxiliary spirit liquid for cultivating sharp gold skill has no pain and side effects. One drop lasts for one day. Whether you are practicing the second level or the third level and the fourth layer, you can have a look. The price is reasonable and the quantity is not large!”
Bai Xiaobei immediately yelled with his voice. As expected, there were many Lingzhi Fu's eyes looking at Bai Xiaobei, and even some Lingzhi masters were attracted.
”There is a play!” Bai Xiaobei knew that he could sell a lot of spirit spirit liquid today. He immediately called out: ”sharp sword super painless auxiliary spirit liquid, easy to let you practice to the sixth level. This spirit liquid is refined by our alchemy master. It can be used on site without side effects.”
All of a sudden, several lingzhifu and Lingzhi masters gathered around, and even the stall owner who had just cleaned up the stall also looked curiously at Bai Xiaobei.
Bai Xiaobei quickly raised his palm, and suddenly a burst of golden light flickered. Bai Xiaobei's five fingers swelled with the speed visible to the naked eye.
”Hiss, you take good care of the magical effect of a drop of spirit liquid!”
Sure enough, the third level of sharp sword cultivation immediately let the surrounding friars quickly surround up, one by one with a color of doubt looking at Bai Xiaobei.
Bai Xiaobei quickly picked up a jade bottle and dropped a drop on his hand. In a blink of an eye, Bai Xiaobei's palm was surrounded by black gas. His swollen fingers quickly recovered to their original state, but the golden light did not weaken at all.
”Is it true?”
”How long can a drop last? What's the price? ”
”Get out of the way, get out of the way, this younger martial brother, give him a drop!”
”Really? It's so easy, but haven't they come out in groups? ”
”There is no such exaggeration. After all, if you can endure it, you will be able to pass away. Those who can't bear such pain are some spoiled friars.”
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There are more and more friars, but Bai Xiaobei is silly. He felt that the price of 20 pieces a drop was suitable. When he saw this enthusiasm, could he not start the price? After all, there is no second spirit liquid.
”Little brother, say, how many spirit stones do you have? What's the name of this spirit liquid? ”
A spiritual planting monk couldn't help but roar. After all, he had been in the second level of sharp swordsmanship for a long time. After many times of practice, he gave up halfway.
Bai Xiaobei looked around one by one and looked at his own Lingzhi husband and Lingzhi master. He had an idea and said, ”if the price is high, you will get 20 spirit stones to shoot. You can use them on the spot. There is no refund!”
”Twenty, I'll try one drop!”
”Twenty two, give it to me, give it to me!”
”I'll give you 30. Let me test it first. If it works, how about your price?”
An old man with white hair for a moment crowded in, dressed in a green gnostician's costume. This is a spiritual healer.
Maybe many people want to see the effect. They immediately calm down and look at Bai Xiaobei and the old monk. Obviously, they want to see whether the spirit liquid of Bai Xiaobei is really as effective as Bai Xiaobei.
Bai Xiaobei quickly takes out a jade bottle and hands it to the old monk. Bai Xiaobei is also curious about the effect of other people's sharp swordsmanship.
”What's the name of this spirit liquid?”
The old monk smelled the smell, and immediately frowned. The pungent smell made him feel a little chilly.
”Qianlingye, this is a new spirit liquid refined from many precious miraculous medicines.”
Bai Xiaobei has long thought of his name. Anyway, no one knows what he says and tries to mislead others about how this spirit liquid is formed.
The old monk nodded, stretched out his thin palm, and immediately his five fingers flashed golden light. The fingers were slightly thicker, but not as obvious as Bai Xiaobei. , the fastest update of the webnovel!