It's hard to tell whether those cheap minds are not or not, but things that look a little more serious can start at thirty or forty middle-grade spirit stones.
It's hard to see that a book called Meng Yinxin Sutra's Elementary Mind Method of the Earth Steps actually requires three high-grade spirit stones.
Mo Ye couldn't help but want to see how mysterious it was, but unexpectedly, just after his fingers passed, a golden light flashed and flicked her fingers away.
Sure enough, things that are slightly better can't even be touched.
After the golden light above the mind method flashed, a few large characters appeared. If you want to preview, you can look at a page of a middle-grade spirit stone.
Mo Ye found a total of more than 400 low-grade spirit stones from the monks. In terms of conversion, there were only four middle-grade spirit stones. Only one was used when he entered the door, and there were three remaining. Although it seemed a little more generous, he could face it. With such high prices, one dare not squander easily.
There were a lot of medicines found, but most of them were low-level Reiki Pills and Antidox Pills, which had no value in buying or selling.
As for those magic weapons, Mo'er had never learned the knowledge of magic weapons before, and no one has pointed her to her. She doesn't know how to use them.
It seems that there is a long way to go, and this world of comprehension is not something that can be mixed up with determination.
Mo Ye decided not to think about it by himself, and took out the messenger talisman in his sleeve and said, "Zhuang Shao, I have something to do with you."
"Well, I'm a little busy." Zhuang Shao cut off the connection after hurriedly speaking. No matter how Mo Ye said, there was no answer.
When he was unable to do anything, a voice came from behind, "This fellow Daoist, but what trouble has he encountered?"
Mo Ye turned his head and saw a white-faced man in a green shirt. His eyebrows were neat and gentle, and he looked a bit righteous. He was clearly the cultivation base of the end of the foundation building, but now he looked at her politely, his eyes filled. Explore.
Seeing that she was silent, the male cultivator said again: "I am a disciple under the seat of Yu Qianqiu, the city lord of Meng Fangcheng, Zu Jinyang. Seeing that this Taoist friend has gradually improved his cultivation at a young age, he can arrange it after the Taoist friend. Something else?"
Mo Ye was not exaggerated, but felt a little depressed. These guys are telling the truth. She is really young, just over twenty, but she has only reached the first level in more than a dozen years, but now she is fighting Qi Six. Having swaggered through the market, I am afraid that anyone who knows the truth of her advancement will have to think that she has taken a look, and by the way, let her take another sip.
"what's up?"
Seeing Moye's answer, Zu Jinyang naturally laughed and said, "I saw fellow Daoist hesitating here, thinking it was something difficult. But fellow Daoist likes the Dream Inspiring Sutra?"
"It's okay." Mo Ye didn't plan to talk to him. After all, there was nothing to be courteous. She didn't think she was hiding her face in the sixth stage of Qi refining, and there was nothing to make the other party flatter.
"Meeting is fate, I can buy it and give it to fellow daoists." Zu Jinyang hit the railroad while it was hot.
"No need." After Mo Ye finished speaking, he turned and left. In order to avoid Zu Jinyang, he walked to the relatively crowded reward area.
There are many items recorded on the reward notice, and there are all kinds of herbs, magic weapons, and elixirs, and the return prices are also very different.
The Green Mane Beast Spirit Pill was also included. Someone offered a reward for a thousand top-grade spirit stones, and Mo Ye deeply hated Zhuang Shao. No wonder he didn’t need anything on those corpses, a thousand top-grade spirit stones. , Is already a huge sum of money.
However, Zhuang Shao can be regarded as empty... He deserves it!
"Get out of the way, just a refinement, what rewards to watch?!" Suddenly, a female cultivator in a pink dress gave her a push.
Mo Ye was pushed aside, grinding her teeth, and at this moment, someone hit her waist again.
When she looked down, she was just a little girl about seven or eight years old, with a bun on her head, pink and tender, she raised her head and grinned at her, and she ran away without a trace.
Mo Ye felt wrong, and hurriedly checked the contents of his sleeves. The Qiankun bags found were all in the sleeves. Fortunately, the one that was stolen was the outermost one. There was nothing in it except the leftover Green Mane barbecue.