Chapter 44 Wuxuan Pavilion, Was Followed

"Bang" sound.

Ye Feng threw all the claws of the crocodile chicken beast on the wooden table, causing the table top to bend down.

"It turned out to be all the claws of the crocodile chicken beast, a pair of medium-level demon soldiers, fourteen pairs of low-level demon soldiers, let me do the math... A pair of medium-level demon-level claws and five spirit stones, a pair of low-level demon soldiers There are two spirit stones in the Demon Soldier-level claws, a total of thirty-three spirit stones."

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion took out the abacus, calculated on the spot, and then gave the result.

Hearing that there were more than thirty spirit stones, Ye Feng was a little surprised and said, "Not bad."

After he finished speaking, he put the wooden hearts of the seven tree demons on the table, each of them glowing with a light green aura.

"Six medium-level demon-level tree demon Mu Xin, and one high-level demon-level tree demon Mu Xin... oh, that's not a small number!"

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion smiled a bit funny, "There are thirty spirit stones for high-level demon soldier Mu Xin, ten for medium-level spirit stones, and a total of ninety spirit stones."

"The price is so different from the claws of the crocodile chicken?" Ye Feng was surprised.

A pair of mid-level demon soldier crocodile chicken and beast claws only have five spirit stones, but the tree demon Mu Xin, who is also a medium demon soldier level, is worth ten spirit stones.

"Of course the value of different materials is different."

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion laughed and said, "My dear, do you have anything else to sell?"

The single-day transaction exceeded one hundred spirit stones, which was already a big order for the owner of Wuxuan Pavilion, so his attitude towards Ye Feng was also much better.

"Clang" sound.

Ye Feng threw Zhao Dajiang's spirit sword on the table, and put a small bottle of dark red medicinal pills, and said, "These are all sold to you."

Both the spirit sword and the medicinal pill were obtained from Zhao Dajiang, but he did not dare to use them. It would be safer to exchange them all for spirit stones.

"This is a low-grade spirit weapon 'Fire Spirit Flying Sword', the original price is one hundred and eighty yuan low-grade spirit stone, it is difficult for ordinary people to use its full power, because it is the recycling price now, so I can only give you one hundred and fifty yuan. "

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion quickly gave the price.

"Fine!"

Ye Feng nodded.

It's "dirty" anyway, and it's normal for the price to be lower.

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion picked up the bottle of medicinal pill, smelled and looked at it, and said after a while: "This is a low-grade fire spirit pill. After taking it, it can enhance the power of fire spells. There are seven in total, and fourteen spirit stones in total."

"Okay, so much is sold in total." Ye Feng said, feeling that the price is quite good.

"There are two hundred and eighty-seven low-grade spirit stones in total. I'll give you two middle-grade spirit stones and eighty-seven low-grade spirit stones."

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion put a small cloth bag on the table.

Ye Feng opened it and saw that there were two spirit stones inside that exuded a hundred times stronger aura than the low-grade spirit stones. It was indeed a rare middle-grade spirit stone.

"Two guests, what do you need to buy?"

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion asked.

"What treasure do you have here?" Ye Feng asked.

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion smiled and lifted a piece of black cloth behind him, revealing a two-meter-high shelf full of various things.

There are more than 300 pieces of spiritual tools, talismans, medicinal pills, materials, spiritual grass, puppets, etc.

"Is there no formation?"

Ye Feng remembered the reward for the first stage of the sect master's mission, which contained "Small Protector's Great Array x1", and now the Misty Sect has no formation, so he asked along the way.

The next moment, Ye Feng clearly felt the surprised gazes from Mo Ying and the owner of Wuxuan Pavilion.

"Haha, you are really joking. Even the worst miniature formation is worth five hundred spirit stones. We don't have any stock in the underground market. You can only buy it at a regular store." The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion shook his head.

"Then get some medicine pills!"

Ye Feng searched the shelves for a while, and chose a bottle of ten pieces of "Low-Grade Healing Qi Pill". The owner gave a 10% discount, and spent a total of forty-five spirit stones.

After that, Ye Feng spent another 50 spirit stones to buy a bottle of 10 pieces of "Lower Grade Cultivation Qi Dan".

Before leaving, Ye Feng gritted his teeth and spent one hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones to purchase a low-grade defensive spiritual tool called "Mysterious Turtle Shield".

The shopkeeper boasted,

It was made from a mysterious tortoise shell that had attained the Tao in three hundred years. Under the Primordial Gathering Realm, basically no one could break it with a single blow.

Since then, there are only forty-two spiritual stones left, which makes Ye Feng feel a pain in the flesh.

"Slip away."

Ye Feng put away two bottles of medicinal herbs and the mysterious turtle shield shrunk to the size of a palm, ready to run away with Mo Ying.

He had a hunch that if he didn't leave, he was afraid that his family would be wiped out today.

"Minus the spiritual stones that replenished Mo Ying's spiritual power on the way, this time I only earned more than 30 spiritual stones, so depressing!" Ye Feng complained in his heart.

But before leaving, Ye Feng blinked and asked, "Can you collect your soul here?"

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion was stunned: "I can't accept it here, but there is a customer who said he wants to accept it. How about this, seven days later, I will arrange a few people to meet here?"

"How about the price?" Ye Feng asked.

If the price is average, he will not plan to sell the soul body of the hundred-year-old tree demon.

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion asked, "What level of soul body?"

"High-level demon soldier." Ye Feng said.

He deliberately revealed some information, but he didn't worry about the proprietor of Wuxuan Pavilion spreading rumors. This kind of store is generally more reputable, otherwise it would not be able to open long ago.

The owner of Wuxuan Pavilion's eyes lit up: "More than 100 spirit stones, how much, we have to wait for the distinguished guest to discuss with another distinguished guest. Of course, I promise that the price will not be lower than this, but the store will charge 10% of the price. One's introduction fee will be deducted from another distinguished guest."

"Row."

Ye Feng nodded slightly.

In no time, he and Mo Ying left the underground corridor and walked on the streets of Beacon Fire City.

"Sect Master, have you found that earning Spirit Stones is difficult, but Flower Spirit Stones are easy?" Mo Ying asked suddenly.

Ye Feng was startled and nodded: "Yes!"

After a hard fight, I managed to sell more than 200 spirit stones for the loot, but after a while, there were only a few dozen left.

It's heart-wrenchingly fast!

However, Ye Feng suddenly realized something and asked, "You are so familiar with the underground market. Couldn't the entry fee you paid before was to kill monsters in the wild before, and then exchange it for Wuxuan Pavilion?"

"Yeah." Mo Ying responded.

"Sure enough! There will be no pie in the sky. If you want to live a good life, you have to work hard." Ye Feng sighed in a low voice while walking with her head resting on her hands.

Hearing this, Mo Ying couldn't help but want to laugh.

What the two of them didn't know was that after they left Beacon Fire City, several men in black followed.

On the windward flying sword.

Ye Feng handed the five spirit stones to Mo Ying and said, "Hey, for your travel expenses."

Mo Ying was a little speechless: "I am a disciple of the Misty Sect, escorting the head, how dare I ask for tolls?"

"Take it!"

Ye Feng urged, "In the future, this head will earn more money, and each disciple can receive five spiritual stones every month... Oh no, I want to be a conscientious boss and pay you double wages, so that there are Double the joy!"

Hearing these strange words, Mo Ying somehow just wanted to laugh.