Family Cultivation: My Comprehension Can Be Stored

"Fellow Daoist is joking. If you have a way to buy a brand-new magic weapon from an artifact refiner, our shop is willing to buy it at the market price."

In Sanxiufang City, in another magic weapon shop, the shopkeeper sneered coldly.

When Chen Daoxuan heard this, not only did he not get angry, but instead smiled and said, "Farewell!"

"Humph!"

Watching Chen Daoxuan leave, the shopkeeper of the magic tool shop looked bad.

If it weren't for this place in Guang'an Mansion, a mere third-level Qi-refining cultivator, with such a scornful attitude, he might have taught him a lesson.

It took a whole morning.

Chen Daoxuan went to almost all the magic weapon shops in the entire Sanxiufang city.

There is only one conclusion.

The market for magic instruments in Guang'an Prefecture is in a state of severe shortage.

Not to mention brand-new magical instruments, even second-hand goods of slightly better quality will be snapped up by the scattered repairers in a very short time, and they are still at the price of normal magical instruments.

Generally speaking, the price of a first-order magic weapon ranges from dozens of spirit stones to several hundred spirit stones.

Even the most excellent first-order high-grade instruments usually cost no more than a thousand spirit stones.

In short, according to Chen Daoxuan's survey results in the morning, it is very promising to open a magic tool shop in Sanxiufang City to sell magic tools.

Moreover, compared with the difficulty of purchasing and leasing stores in the core business district, it does not exist in Sanxiufang City.

Along the way, he even saw that several shops were vacant for lease and sale!

The reason is that the scattered repairers who set up stalls on the street have seized a lot of business from the shops.

If the things in the store are good value for money, the key stores sell only some second-hand and defective products.

In this way, the loose cultivators might as well try their luck at the stalls, at least the prices are cheap there.

If you're lucky, you might be able to find a little treasure at a low price from an unskilled seller of loose repairs.

After investigating the magic weapon shop in Sanxiufang City.

It was already noon, and thinking that there were still a few hours left for the appointment with Chen Xianhe, Chen Daoxuan simply went to the largest street market in Sanxiufang City.

Enter the street market.

Chen Daoxuan had the illusion of visiting a flea market in his previous life.

If it wasn't for the objects placed on the street stalls being all kinds of magic talismans, array plates, and spiritual mines used by monks, he would still have a feeling of dreaming back to Earth.

Shaking his head and throwing out the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, Chen Daoxuan identified a stall and walked over.

"Fellow!"

Chen Daoxuan bowed his hands to the scattered cultivator who set up the stall, "I don't know how you sold this array."

The loose cultivator who set up the stall was a middle-aged man with a beard, and his appearance was rather simple and honest.

The bearded middle-aged stall owner saw that there were guests coming, so he quickly stood up from the futon where he was meditating, rubbed his hands and said, "You have good eyesight, this disk is called the Wind and Thunder Formation, and it carries a small Wind and Thunder Formation. Daoist friends set up a large array of wind and thunder in a radius of ten feet, which can trap and kill the enemy, and has a certain protective effect, it can be said to be a quite comprehensive magic weapon!

He pointed to a gossip array with cracks on the surface, "Benefit a hundred spiritual stones!"

The bearded stall owner stretched out a finger and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Chen Daoxuan said calmly, "Can I try it?"

"Just try!"

The bearded middle-aged stall owner waved his hand in a rather grand manner.

Chen Daoxuan nodded, picked up the wind and thunder array plate and injected a burst of true energy.

Who knows, this wind and thunder array flashed a few times, and then suddenly extinguished.

Not only that, the entire array disk simply shattered directly along the crack, turned into a mass of slag, and fell on the ground.

Chen Daoxuan: "..."

Bearded stall owner: "..."

The atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Chen Daoxuan wanted to buy this array plate entirely out of interest in the array plate-type magic weapon that was not recorded in the family's inheritance of the artifact refining.

Unexpectedly, a dignified artifact refiner slapped him in the eye. This is not a slightly damaged magic weapon at all, but a magic weapon that is on the verge of being scrapped.

The bearded stall owner in front of him is clearly fishing.

Sure enough, the bearded stall owner saw that Chen Daoxuan "destroyed" his magic weapon, and immediately shouted righteously: "Daoist friend, what do you mean by this, why did you destroy my magic weapon worth 100 spirit stones for no reason?

Unexpectedly, fellow Daoist would do such a thing at such a young age with a dignified appearance! "

soon.

The loud voice of the bearded stall owner attracted the attention of the surrounding pedestrians and stall owners, and everyone gradually gathered around and pointed to watch the excitement.

"This **** Zhang San is lying again!"

"This little fellow Daoist looks quite eye-catching, and there is a good show to watch."

"..."

There was also a qi-refining cultivator who had a slightly higher cultivation level and said, "Zhang San, I'm afraid that a hundred spirit stones in your array is not enough, at least you need a thousand spirit stones."

The bearded stall owner named Zhang San was very annoyed when he heard someone cajoling him and demolished his booth. He followed the voice and found that it was Wei Laogui, a stall owner on the ninth floor of Qi refining nearby, and he died.

With the intention of retreating in his heart, Zhang San's mouth was not so hard, but he waved his hand and said in a generous manner: "Forget it, forget it, judging from your young age, I'm afraid you are also a newcomer. The younger generation of Xiantu, I will not be difficult for you."

With a pretentious gesture, Zhang San continued, "Besides, I agree to let you try the wind and thunder array disk, and I also have half the responsibility for this matter, so let's go, you compensate me for fifty spirit stones, and this matter is exposed. ,how?"

After speaking, put on a look like you are taking advantage.

Chen Daoxuan almost laughed at his rascal appearance, shook his head and said, "No way!"

"Hey, you boy, I told you not to toast, not to eat or to drink fine!"

The bearded man threatened, "Don't think I can't teach you a lesson in Guang'an Mansion!"

After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and tried to teach Chen Daoxuan a lesson.

Who knows that Chen Daoxuan looked at him quietly, unmoved.

Seeing him like this, the bearded man named Zhang San was sitting on the wax instead.

Doing it in Xiancheng of Guang'an Mansion means provoking the Zhou family of Guang'an Mansion and giving the bearded stall owner 180 courage, and he doesn't dare to do it. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

This time, it's neither if he does it, nor if he doesn't. It's a dilemma.

Coupled with the constant booing of the people around him, Zhang San has a feeling of riding a tiger.

The scene is deadlocked.

Soon the disciples from the Zhou family who patrolled and enforced the law rushed over.

"Give it up! Let it go!"

"Let Jean! The law enforcement team is here!"

"Give way!"

"..."

For a moment, two monks from the Zhou Family Law Enforcement Team, who were wearing azure robes from the Fire Spirit Orb, pushed aside the crowd and squeezed in.

"What's the matter? What are you two doing?"

Seeing the cultivator of the law enforcement team, the bearded stall owner's face suddenly changed, and he quickly bowed and begged for mercy: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just kidding with this little brother!"

"Is that right?"

The cultivator of the law enforcement team looked at Chen Daoxuan and asked.

Chen Daoxuan glanced at the bearded stall owner, saw his begging expression, nodded and said, "We had a little dispute over the price of the magic weapon, nothing major."

Seeing that the main thing is calm, the cultivator of the law enforcement team is not willing to investigate further.

Before leaving, the older cultivator of the law enforcement team warned the bearded stall owner: "Zhang San, don't cause trouble here, otherwise your luck will not be as good as last time!"

"Yes yes yes! Zhang Sansheng's."

Nodding and bowing, Zhang San sent the two law enforcement cultivators away.

Seeing that there was no lively viewing, the crowd gradually dispersed, and the surrounding stalls resumed their clamoring.

"Brother, thank you just now!"

The bearded stall owner solemnly bowed his hands to Chen Daoxuan.

"Don't rush to thank me, let me ask you, where did you get this wind and thunder array?"

Chen Daoxuan asked, pointing to the debris on the ground.

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