Chapter 97—The Magic

Xiao Hua looked at the booth before there were not many people. He smiled and said: "Fu Daoyou..."

The young monk saw it and smiled. "This friend is really good eyesight... Hey, this confused friend seems quite familiar!"

"Oh, this is the three days before the poor road, using the fireball symbol in the Taoist friends here, I wonder if there is still an impression?"

"Haha, of course I know." The monk laughed: "Xiao Daoyou's fireball is really good. The poor road has used it to change a lot of good things. This is thanks to Xiaodaoyou!"

Xiao Hua quickly waved his hand and did not dare.

"Right, Xiao Daoyou... Is there a fireball today?" The monk came to the interest and looked at his booth. He smiled and said: "If you want to take some robes on the poor road, are you cheaper?"

Where Xiao Hua would like this, he waved his hand and smiled again and again: "There is no fireball on the poor road. Today is just a casual look! I don't plan to buy anything!"

"This way, then... Xiao Daoyou first look at it casually." The young monk's face changed slightly, and with a little less enthusiasm, he would greet others. Xiao Hua immediately called: "Right, Fu Daoyou, listened to the day before. What the friend said, it seems to be a mess?"

"Oh, the poor road... It used to be no more scattered, but... I met some things later, I couldn’t do anything, I could only do some loose repairs. Fortunately, I still have some craftsmanship in the poor roads. I can make some very basic methods. The device is also barely able to take care of its own cultivation!" The match does not seem to want to say more.

"The instrument? These are all instruments?" Xiao Hua looked at the robes in his hand.

When Zhao Yan saw the monk who didn't have the greeting, he turned and said: "This robe, and the confusion on your body, can be called a musical instrument, but it is extremely rough. People's Qiqiao door is to refine The ruler is the main one, and the main person of the door is the famous master of refining in my country!"

"Fu Daoyou is the skill of this refining device..." Xiao Hua said that he was wrong when he said half of it, and immediately stopped, and it was attracted by the exquisite robe of the woman who was in front of him, and it was introduced to the people who were eloquent!

Xiao Hua took a look, shook his head slightly and turned to look for Ling Zongyu.

Ling Zongyu's stall of the grass Lingzong is still in that place, Ling Zongyu is still the virtue, and with the "Grass Code" to watch, Xiaohua smiled: "Lingdaoyou..."

Not waiting for Xiao Hua to finish, Ling Zongyu did not lift his head. He said: "This spirit grass is a lower-grade Lingshi. The Taoist friend looks at the tree and puts the Lingshi down and takes the grass!" The discourse is exactly the same as it was three days ago, presumably... He said this every day!

"Hey, Ling Daoyou, the seeds of the poor grass can be used?" Xiao Hua said a little louder.

"Hey, it turned out to be Xiao Daoyou, you can come, the poor road thought you wouldn't come!" Ling Zongyu listened, and quickly put down the grass code, took the storage bag at the waist and said: "If you don't Come, the poor road can be miserable!"

Xiao Huaqi said: "Isn't Ling Daoyou say after three days? Isn't it the fourth day today? Is it wrong to be poor?"

"Oh, no, you are really mistaken. The third day after the poor road is the third day, that is, yesterday, yesterday back to the mountain, the poor road was scolded by the master for a while, saying that the poor road confiscated your deposit, If you really don't sell, the poor road and the master can be busy!"

"Sorry, sorry!" Xiao Hua laughed and quickly took out the good Lingshi and said: "Since this Lingdao friends first receive Lingshi, the poor roads look at the seeds again!"

"It is no problem, this storage bag is the seed that Xiao Daoyou wants. The poor road almost turned out all the seeds of the grass seeds of my grass Lingzong. Each of the grasses picked ten seeds, oh, right, save. There are some dried seeds in the bag, and some seeds that don't know the name and can't be planted, all of them are given to Xiao Daoyou!" Ling Zongyu said, took Lingshi and put it in another storage bag. The storage bag in the hand was handed to Xiao Hua’s hand.

Xiao Hua opened the storage bag and looked at it. The seeds in the storage bag were really many, far beyond their own expectations. They smiled and sent the seeds into their storage bags. Xiao Hua said: "Thank you, Ling Daoyou. !"

"No problem, no problem, if Xiaodaoyou encounters something strange in the future, may also bring to the poor road, my grass Lingzong is also willing to buy this kind of spirit grass!" Ling Zongyu waved his hand over the storage bag, smiled.

"Oh, must, must!" Xiao Hua said to finish the hand.

Ignoring the booth of Cao Lingzong, Xiao Hua found a small place for the individual, took the storage bag in the confusion, and stroked the hand. All the seeds of the grass were placed in the space. Xiao Hua still compares Anxious, one day within the space is worth two years outside, and at the same time, while the inn is refining Huang Fu and practicing, Xiao Hua has let the pharmacy in the space open up the pharmacy. Now that the seeds are in hand, Xiao Hua certainly won't waste time!

Put the seeds into the space and drive the cockroaches to start planting. Xiao Hua keeps an eye on the things in the space while walking freely!

After walking about a meal, I came to a place where there were not many people. I looked around and Xiaohua was quite strange. This place is not small. There are only a few booths. The people who come here are countable. It’s far from the excitement just seen!

Xiao Hua took a look, I saw that these booths are placed in black, yellow soil, all kinds of shapes, the size is not the same, but also can not see what is the purpose of things! In front of a few booths, there are a few countable monks who have been repaired for more than ten floors. Even two Xiaohua can’t see anything to repair. If they are not a base monk, they will be in the Golden Age. Monk! Xiao Hua didn't dare to go forward, hesitated, and he would withdraw from it. At this time, there was a black-skinned man on the head. The man looked a little anxious and walked in a hurry, and the man’s cultivation was Xiao Hua can't see it!

The eyes of the people came face to face, scared Xiao Hua quickly retreated to the side, let the road open, the man walked by Xiao Hua, did not look at Xiao Hua, went straight to an empty booth, hand a shot A dozen of things that are also black and black are placed on the stalls!

Then, not waiting for the monk to sit down, above the booth, a blue-washed brilliance flashed, a distorted figure appeared in the air, Xiao Hua saw clearly, is a refining nine or so mirror city disciple.

"Predecessors, please pay into the Lingshi!" The disciple was very polite and said that the monk arched his hand.

The monk did not say anything good: "I haven’t seen the poor road yet, and I haven’t changed anything. How can I give you Lingshi?"

"Hey, the seniors are joking. As long as they are in the Easy Set, they want to exchange things. My mirror city will receive ten Lingshi's admission stones. These ten pieces of Lingshi will not be placed in the predecessors. In the eyes?" said the mirrored Pocheng disciple.

"Of course, the poor road will not be seen in the eyes! But... the poor road has not yet begun to exchange, how can we pay the spiritual stone? If the poor road has paid a spiritual stone, nothing has been exchanged, and ten pieces of the lower spirits are not White handed?" The anxious face of the black and thin monk slowly faded away, and the disciples of the mirror city were pulled up.

"Oh, good to teach the predecessors to know, my mirror city opened the Yi market and the easy set but they are all for the convenience of the real road friends, so that they have a place to exchange, this easy to collect ten pieces of Lingshi and Yishi in a piece The spirit stone is cheap and tight, and this is the light of my disciples to protect the entire collection and the city, no accidents, it is worth it. The predecessors are not the first time here, why do you want to be a younger generation?"

"Hey, the poor road is going to participate in the Yi market after ten days, but there are some important things in the door. After ten days, you can't come back. You said that the poor road is depressed? You are willing to pay you a spiritual stone!" ”

"Don't dare, today is the easy set, the predecessors can only pay ten pieces of the lower spirits!" The mirror Pocheng disciple is obviously well-trained, and the words are not leaking!

"Well, you go, don't let the poor exchange!" said, the monk took ten pieces of stone from the storage bag and threw it away. The mirrored poet took the Lingshi, and his body flashed slightly. It is gone!

When the body shape of the disciples of the city was disappeared, the black and thin monks had a big hand, and there were more than a dozen characters before the booth, and Xiao Hua heard the monk shouting: "They are friends, there are some poor roads here. The magic weapon that is not common is originally to be brought to the city after ten days. Today, it is really nothing to do, only to take it out. If there is a vision, come over and see, the poor road must have a piece of the best. Lingshi!"

"Ah? The magic device?? The best spirit stone?" Hearing the words of the black and thin monk, Xiao Hua was very surprised, thinking that he had heard the mistake, can see the big characters in front of the monk, this only knows that he did not listen!

The monks next to them listened, and they all came around. They took what they wanted and watched them carefully. The monks who built the base period also released the thoughts of the gods over and over again.

"Cough, these few friends, this is a magic weapon, the magic can not be motivated, the gods can not penetrate, what do you use God to do?" Seeing the same selection of people with the selection of instruments, that black The thin monk didn't feel wrinkled, knowing that he was coming in a hurry today, and he wouldn't have any visionary monks!

Sure enough, the few people looked at the magic weapon in their hands, and looked at the black and thin monk in coldness. They threw the things in their hands and turned away. Several of them went out of the area, and several went to other places. The booth went up!

Xiao Hua did not dare to go forward, but was interested in watching the magic weapon on the booth far away. He often listened to Zhang Qingxiao’s things about the demon wars, but he never saw any magic weapon. Now see how Can you be curious?

However, the magic weapons on the monk's booth are all black and can't see the texture. If the monk does not say it, Xiao Hua will never know these unremarkable things, that is, the magic weapon!