"Fuck, you're a fool to be human, Huang Lingcao is only the elixir of the peak of the human level, it can't even reach the earth level, and the effect of alchemy is limited, you even need ten earth yuan pills, why don't you grab it, A Diyuan Pill, do you sell it?"
"Okay, this fellow Daoist looks like a refreshing person, just one piece. This is one hundred yellow spirit grass, you can take it."
the other side!
"Old man, is your Concentration Pearl real?"
"It must be true. If you fake it, you will pay ten. This is an overseas concentrating spirit bead. It is a long time ago. It is a must for Jingqi Concentration. It is a cultivation artifact. One Concentration Bead is sold for ten Earth Essence Pills. What a bargain."
The white-bearded old man held a bead the size of a fist in his hand, emitting strands of crystal-like light, with a complacent smile on his face.
"Ten is too expensive, five, I bought five."
"This friend, when you are an old man, I sell Chinese cabbage. Go and go, don't buy it and pull it down, don't get in the way of others. There must be people who know the goods of such overseas concentrating beads."
"Fuck, old man, you are in a hurry, ten pieces are ten pieces, I bought them."
The middle-aged cultivator took out ten Earth Origin Pills and bought the Concentration Orb in the old man's hand. This Concentration Orb does have a great effect on ordinary cultivators, allowing cultivators to quickly enter into meditation and enter the cultivation process. state.
Jiang Chen and Han Yan saw the transactions on both sides, and they both looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.
"Xiaochenzi, where is a trade fair? What's the difference between this and a vegetable market? It's the first time I've seen such a bargain."
Han Yan sighed.
"These people are very shrewd, and no one wants to suffer."
Jiang Chen smiled.
"Khan, what's being traded in this square is all the bad street stuff. It's not interesting at all. It's better to find a place to live in the villa, sleep for three days, and then participate in the auction."
The big yellow dog looked bored.
"Da Huang, you don't understand this. It's just like the so-called big waves wash the sand. Sometimes there are good babies in small places. Anyway, we come here, let's go around, in case there is something we like, in case we meet a real good Baby, it's hard to say things like luck."
Jiang Chen patted the big yellow dog on the head, and the two and one dog began to walk back and forth at the trade fair.
As the number of people increases and the number of transactions increases, all kinds of strange treasures appear one after another, and the entire transaction will become more and more lively.
"Come and see, come and see, the cubs of the ancient alien beast golden elephant, don't think that there is no cultivation level now, but as long as you cultivate it well, you will be able to grow into a real golden elephant in the future. Imagine having a golden elephant. It is such a breeze to be an elephant as a pet."
Not far away, a strong man in sackcloth was holding a small beast in big hands. This little beast looked about the same size as the current rhubarb, with a gray body, scattered ears, and a long nose. hands were dangling.
"Fuck, you think we are all idiots, this is clearly a pig?"
"Damn, this guy must be an idiot. He uses a pig to fool people. If the golden elephant grows like this, I am willing to turn into a pig."
A lot of people almost spurted blood, this strong man is too nonsense, and using an ordinary piglet to pretend to be a golden elephant cub is really making everyone fools.
"You know shit, you people are mortal with naked eyes and don't know good things."
The strong man said impatiently.
Not far away, Jiang Chen shook his head: "This trade fair is really mixed, with everything."
"Xiao Chenzi, do you think that pig is a golden elephant?"
Han Yan asked very seriously.
"Fuck, Ayan, I didn't expect you to be an idiot. That's a pig, and it's the most common pig. This guy who sells pigs is really anxious."
The big yellow dog glanced at Han Yan with contempt.
"That's a pig, let's go."
Jiang Chen glanced at Han Yan with a smile, and then strode towards the other side.
"Ten thousand years of ginseng fruit, eat one, and live forever."
"Heaven-level elixir prosperous Lotus King, there is only this one in the whole world."
"The Pearl of the Deep Sea can help open the third eye."
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All kinds of hawking voices, one by one, were shouting hard, and the words praising his baby made Jiang Chen's forehead black line.
"His grandmother, these bastards are complete liars, look at that thing, it looks like a radish, and dares to call it Wannian ginseng fruit, isn't this a fool? And the prosperous lotus king, damn, that thing Can I be called King Lian? Even if I haven’t seen King Lai Lian, I’m sure it won’t look like a chrysanthemum, right? And that thing, a night pearl can help people open the eyes of the sky, I’ll go to his uncle.”
Han Yan felt that his nerves were about to collapse. These grandsons who sold treasures were really bad enough. They dared to sell anything, and they could fool each other.
"Ayan, don't you understand this? Don't look at them fooling around, but there are still people who will be fooled. In this world, sometimes the more inconspicuous things are, the more likely they are rare treasures. They just catch some people. mentality.”
Jiang Chen smiled.
This trade fair is too big, naturally it is a mix of fish and dragons, there are many scammers, but there are also many people who really sell treasures. Everyone takes what they need. Some people are willing to exchange medicine pills, some people are willing to exchange soldiers, some people want to exchange war techniques and exercises.
"Little Chenzi, there are a lot of people in front of you, go up and have a look."
Han Yan looked not far ahead, and there were indeed a lot of people around.
The two and one dog walked forward, and soon entered the crowd. They saw an old man with a gray beard set up a booth with a piece of rusty scrap iron on it. This scrap iron piece was clearly a broken sword. I don’t know how long it has been, but it looks similar to the broken sword that Big Yellow Dog found in Xuanyang City, but the broken sword in front of him is clearly different from what Big Yellow Dog found. felt it.
"Old man, you fooling the fool, that piece of broken iron is said to be a piece of holy soldier, you have a sick mind."
"That's right, this scrap iron is too ordinary. You can come up with something decent even if you fool around."
"Haha, I'm afraid this old man is a relative of the pig seller just now, and he came to Bliss Island to play."
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The crowd burst into laughter.
"You know shit, don't look at the ugly appearance of this broken sword, but there is a certain treasure, you just don't know the goods."
The old man was dressed in tatters, and his cultivation was not bad. He already had the cultivation of the peak of the early stage of the gods.
"Cut, let me, a treasure appraiser, see what's different about this broken sword."
A middle-aged man bent over and took the broken sword in his hand. After looking back and forth, he was still on the ground, and asserted: "Scrap iron."
"Go on, you know shit."
The old man waved his hand impatiently.
"Haha, old man, how much do you want to sell this piece of scrap iron?"
Someone joked.
"Change to a high-quality soldier."
The old man said.
"Fuck your mother, a high-grade soldier, you really dare to speak."
"This old man is daydreaming. If a piece of scrap iron is exchanged for a high-quality soldier, his head must have been squeezed by the door or eaten by a pig."
The old man's words caused a lot of laughter again. It's too funny to want to exchange a piece of scrap iron for a high-quality soldier. The soldier may not be a big deal for the disciples and elders in the sect, but for some scattered people who are short of resources. In terms of Xiu, it is extremely rare. All of their cultivation relies on themselves. Although this old man is already at the peak of the early stage of the Divine Core Realm, he still does not have a high-quality soldier in his hands.
"You Broken Sword, I want it."
A voice sounded, the laughter stopped abruptly, and all eyes fell on a white-clothed boy. When they saw the appearance of the white-clothed boy clearly, they swallowed the words they originally wanted to laugh at. This white-clothed boy is not The other person is Jiang Chen.
"Fuck, where is the silly boy..."
Before someone finished speaking, the person next to him immediately covered their mouth. This person must have come last, and he did not see the scene of Jiang Chen beheading the disciples of the Tsing Yi Sect.
"You are looking for death."
Someone glared at the cultivator, and then used Divine Sense voice transmission to recount the situation of the young man in front of him.
"Hey, Young Master Chenjiang knows the goods and sees the value of my treasure. A high-quality soldier will definitely not lose money."
When the old man saw that it was Jiang Chen who was going to sell his broken sword, he immediately showed a flattering smile. The young man in front of him had a lot of skills, and at first glance, he looked like a wealthy person.
"Young Master Chenjiang, this is clearly a piece of scrap iron."
"That's right, Young Master Chenjiang, this old man is a liar, don't be deceived."
The people next to him began to persuade.
Jiang Chen didn't speak. With a flip of his palm, he took out a long sword from the Qiankun Ring and threw it into the old man's arms. The old man's eyes lit up. It is a rare high-quality soldier.
"Young Master Chenjiang is indeed a cheerful person, you should keep this baby."
The old man respectfully handed the Broken Sword to Jiang Chen's hand, but he secretly laughed in his heart: "Sure enough, I met a rich and powerful idiot, I can't see anything strange about this Broken Sword, but I didn't expect it to be really profitable. A top-grade soldier, wow, I'm so smart."
"Hey! Young people have no eyesight. They can be deceived so easily."
"Yeah, we don't understand the world of the rich. A high-quality soldier is nothing in the hands of others, but it is really a waste of money to waste like this."
"Grandma is a bear. If I had known that I would also get a piece of scrap iron to sell, maybe I would meet a fool."
The people next to him murmured. Although they did not dare to speak loudly, their gazes towards Jiang Chen were obviously different, no different from looking at a fool.
"Xiao Chenzi, why are you exchanging high-quality soldiers for a piece of scrap iron?"
Han Yan used his spiritual sense to ask incomprehensibly.