Chapter 754 Rules

There is still no news about Zi Tianji, and Mu Jianyu has disappeared after leaving, but Chen Luo can roughly guess where she went. When she was not good enough, she was almost hunted to death. Now that her cultivation has recovered, she will naturally take revenge as soon as possible.

The practice of sword cultivation is all about one thought.

Mu Jianyu is also a sword cultivator.

He is also a Qionghua sword cultivator who has practiced for more than 2,800 years.

Chen Luo walked very slowly, and he paid special attention to several stalls where many people gathered. Most of these stalls sell elixirs and talismans. Occasionally, there are a few different ones, which also sell magic tools and formation flags.

In the world of immortal cultivation, immortal cultivators who understand "formations, talismans, elixirs, and tools" can get superior treatment no matter where they go, and they will never lack spiritual stones.

It's a pity that inheritance is expensive, and not everyone can afford the initial investment.

There are also many external factors such as qualification restrictions and spiritual root attributes. Many people buy a broken inheritance in the market and go back to practice hard. As a result, the skills were not learned and most of the resources were consumed. The unlucky ones may even go astray, and after years of hard practice, they cannot draw a talisman or refine a pill, and thus delay their own practice.

The weapon refining master ‘Ouyang Lian’ on Chen Luo’s body is the most typical example. Because refining delayed his own practice, he was unable to enter the second step of cultivation until his death, and even did not get the opportunity to reincarnate and cultivate again.

But even so, there are still many people who continue to rush into these four paths.

Because this is one of the few ways that casual cultivators can access to change their fate. Normal cultivators only need to master one of these skills to become a superior person. At the very least, they can get to the foundation-building stage. It is not impossible for the stronger ones to form a pill or a primordial infant.

Chen Luo has never experienced such difficulties. He directly ‘picked up’ the four ways of talismans, weapons, pills, and formations, and he can use them as soon as he takes them.

And Brother Changqing has a bird’s-eye view, and even the possibility of going the wrong way is eliminated.

At the end, Chen Luo withdrew his consciousness and prepared to return to the cave. At this moment, a noisy sound suddenly came from a stall not far away. Looking sideways, he found that it was a stall selling magic weapons. The level of Panshifang Market is not high, and the magic weapons sold here are all first-level, and second-level magic weapons are rare. Spiritual weapons are something of another level for cultivators in the Qi Refining and Foundation Building stages. They have only heard of the name of spiritual weapons, and no one has ever seen them.

But now, he actually sensed the breath of spiritual weapons on this stall. Although it was very weak, the breath was not wrong.

This surprised him a little.

‘Could it be that someone entered the ruins and dug up the sealed spiritual weapon? ’

Only sealed spiritual weapons can emit this kind of breath.

Chen Luo is not interested in spiritual weapons. He is interested in the ancient tombs where spiritual weapons were dug out. The ancient tombs that can produce spiritual weapons must be of high grade, and there may be predecessors in it that he wants to ‘worship’.

"You want to take this sword for eight middle-grade spirit stones? Do you think the stall owner is a fool?"

A sarcastic voice came from the crowd.

Looking closely, I found a group of people surrounding the stall. Some of them were bargaining with the stall owner. Maybe there were more spirit stones involved, or the things on the stall were rare, so a large number of people gathered.

"This sword is not special except for its hard texture. I just like its material and want to buy it back to refine it to see if I can make a higher-grade magic weapon. Eight middle-grade spirit stones are already a sincere price."

The speaker was a burly man. He was wearing a black robe and a hat on his head. There was also a puppet attached to it to isolate the spirit consciousness, so that people could not see his true face.

Similar attire is very common in the market.

Many casual cultivators who sell stolen goods are dressed similarly. Their purpose of coming to the market is very clear, and they hardly do anything beyond their plans. This time, he stopped in front of the stall, most likely because he was attracted by the stall owner's sword, and he broke the rules and started to bid. There were two people next to the sturdy man, a male cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building and a female cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

Both of them were wearing the clothes of disciples of a sect, and Chen Luo didn't recognize the marks on them. I don't think they were from any famous sect.

"I'll give you nine middle-grade spirit stones, and I'll take this sword." The male cultivator of foundation building raised the price by one.

"Nine middle-grade spirit stones, plus fifty low-grade spirit stones."

The female cultivator also spoke. The range of her bid was not as high as that of the male cultivator, but her expression was also very firm.

"Not for sale."

The stall owner saw so many people bidding, and his smile became brighter. He glanced at the sturdy man who first bid, and spread out his five fingers to indicate.

"I won't sell it for less than this amount!"

"Fifty middle-grade spirit stones? Too high."

The sturdy man who first bid had suppressed anger in his voice. This sword was the one he had his eyes on at first. He was the only one there at first, and the price of the transaction had already been agreed upon. However, two people suddenly intervened when the transaction was about to be completed, which delayed the transaction to this point. Seeing more and more people gathering around, the strong man couldn't help but hesitate.

"It's five high-grade spirit stones."

"Are you crazy? Do you know what the price of a high-grade spirit stone is?" The onlookers couldn't help but say.

Most of the spirit stones traded in the market are low-grade spirit stones, and occasionally some people use medium-grade spirit stones.

But they had never seen a high-grade spiritual stone. The spiritual stones of this grade were at least Jindan cultivators, or even Yuanying old monsters. Most of the cultivators of these two levels came by flying in the air, directly into the VIP building of the three major families, and never came into contact with low-level casual cultivators like them.

"It's this price, and you can also exchange it with the inheritance of the weapon refiner."

The stall owner looked at the strong man with a smile. This man is a weapon refiner, a fat sheep. He has been setting up a stall here for such a long time, isn't it for the good things that he can't buy on weekdays? And this sword, he doesn't know how many times he has sold it, and every time he takes it to the stall, someone will be fooled.

There are too many people who want to pick up bargains.

There have never been fewer people who think they are smart.

"Humph!"

The strong man snorted coldly after hearing the offer and turned away.

In fact, he didn't see the material of the sword, but out of the instinct of the weapon refiner, he thought that the sword was a good thing, so he couldn't help but shout out the price. I didn't expect that the stall owner would be so greedy and ask for five high-grade spirit stones.

Even if he had so many spirit stones, he would not be willing to spend them to buy an impenetrable sword. Not to mention the inheritance of the weapon refiner. He would not exchange this thing for any amount of spirit stones. It was his livelihood. How could he exchange it for a sword?

"Too expensive."

The two people next to him also shook their heads. Although they did not leave, they did not intend to buy it either.

The stall owner sat there motionless, neither asking to stay nor offering to reduce the price, as if he was sitting on the Diaoyutai.

He looked around and saw Chen Luo next to him at a glance.

As a casual cultivator who had been hanging around in the market for many years, he knew almost everyone on the street. He recognized a stranger like Chen Luo at a glance.

"Do you want a spirit sword, fellow Daoist? A spirit sword that has just been dug out only costs five high-grade spirit stones."

The three foundation-building cultivators who were about to leave heard the voice and stopped at the same time to look at Chen Luo. The strong man frowned and subconsciously used his spiritual sense to sense the other party's realm.

Late stage of foundation building.

Not bad.

He breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the front of the stall. A man and a woman did not move, but just moved a few steps to leave a seat for the strong man. The Qi Refining Realm cultivators who were watching nearby stood in the distance, wanting to see how this big deal was negotiated.

"Where was this sword dug?"

Chen Luo picked up the spiritual sword and weighed it in his hand.

Empty shell.

It was not clear when the divine sense sensed it before, but now as soon as the hand touched it, he immediately confirmed the state of the sword. This is an abandoned spiritual weapon. The spirituality in it has long been dispersed. The remaining empty shell is really worthless except for its hard texture, and it is not as good as a third-level magic weapon.

The stall owner and the man and woman next to him are obviously in the same group. The stall owner is responsible for calling out the price, and the man and woman are responsible for coaxing. Among the Qi Refining Realm cultivators watching nearby, there may be many who were called by them to set off the atmosphere. There was only one real buyer from beginning to end, that is, the Foundation Building Realm Refiner.

"This is a secret."

The stall owner's eyes flickered, and he did not answer Chen Luo's question.

"But if you are willing to pay more, I don't mind taking you there in person."

When he said this, the stall owner's consciousness fluctuated, as if he was communicating with someone. Chen Luo glanced at the male cultivator on the left, his eyes narrowed.

These guys actually took him as a fat sheep, and discussed how to plot against him in front of him.

If he was still refining Qi or building a foundation, Chen Luo would naturally swallow his anger and choose to make strategic concessions, or go out with the other party in a false way, and then kill after leaving the market. But now, the entire Panshi Market is not qualified to make him give in. The so-called rules set by the market are used to restrict the weak.

For the immortal cultivators at the level of transformation and returning to the void, their existence is the rule of Panshi Market.

These three ignorant casual cultivators dared to plot against him, and no one would remember if they were killed in person. The three big families behind the Panshi Market would not dare to say anything even if they knew about this, and they might even come to apologize to him.

"Forget it, I'll see for myself."

Chen Luo, who had lost his patience, suddenly reached out to grab the stall owner's head. A layer of strange ripples spread around him, and the power of the Illusion God Gu affected everyone in the area like an air mask. Different pictures appeared in everyone's eyes.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Chen Luo was still bargaining with the stall owner, and in the eyes of the burly weapon refiner, Chen Luo was looking at the sword in his hand.

Only the stall owner saw the real picture.

He saw Chen Luo throw the sword aside, cross the stall, and reach out to grab his head. (End of this chapter)