Chapter 348: The Nun and the Coal

The Cultivation Flea Market is bustling with activity. There are cultivators selling fragments of magic tools, some selling spiritual materials and goblins, and some selling calligraphy and paintings left by famous cultivators, etc. It is really diverse and dazzling.

Liu Shiba said: "Mr. Ning, you can also take out your elixir and see if you can get something you like."

Ning Tao smiled lightly: "I'll take a look first, and then Mr. Liu doesn't need to stay with me anymore."

"Okay, let's talk later." Liu Shiba turned and left, and Daoist Qingsong and Haidongfang followed him.

Qing Zhui glanced at the backs of the three of them, and then moved closer to Ning Tao's ear, a pair of cherry lips almost pressed against Ning Tao's ear: "Brother Ning, that old man must want someone to exchange your elixir .”

Ning Tao nodded, how could he not understand what Liu Shiba was thinking.

Ning Tao led Qing Zhui to wander around the Xiuzhen flea market, and stopped in front of a black-faced man's booth after walking not far. The dark-faced man was a bit like Bao Zheng, with thick eyebrows and a square face, giving people a sense of righteousness and dignity.

There are many calligraphy and paintings on the stall of the black-faced man, one of which is written with the word "Cultivation of Truth", the characters are vigorous and powerful, and there is a momentum to fly off the paper and soar into the sky. Ning Tao liked it a little, and asked casually: "My friend, how do you sell this calligraphy and painting?"

The upright black-faced Heizi said seriously, "If you like it, I'll sell it to you for ten million."

Ning Tao was taken aback immediately: "So expensive?"

The upright black-faced man said: "Ten million is expensive? Those calligraphy and paintings auctioned by auction houses are often tens of millions. I sold them cheaply."

Ning Tao said: "They are calligraphy and paintings of famous artists, who wrote them?"

The upright black-faced man pointed to the lower left corner of the calligraphy and painting that Ning Tao was looking at, where there was a vague seal, and then said: "That is my seal, stamped in the third year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty."

Ning Tao took a closer look at the stamp, and saw the four ancient characters of "Black Mountain Old Demon". His heart moved, and he awakened the state of sight and smell in his eyes and nose, and found this upright black-faced man in front of him. It's a black bear spirit.

To be honest, the calligraphy written by Daming Yongle in three years is still so good, it is not expensive to sell 10 million. But the word "Black Mountain Old Demon" is a bad thing. Without the seal, it can be sold at an auction house. It is a casual thing to sell for tens of millions.

"Do you want it?" the black-faced man asked.

Ning Tao shook his head and led Qing to chase away. He didn't actually want to buy that painting, he was not the arty kind of person, the reason why he asked the price was just to try the water of this flea market and understand the market conditions. As a result, after trying this, he found that the flea market items were frighteningly expensive, the prices were inflated, and the bubbles were serious. A calligraphy and painting would cost 10 million yuan, so what about spiritual materials and what not?

After not walking far, Ning Tao stopped again in front of an old woman's stall. The old woman was selling a bunch of fragments, but upon closer inspection it turned out to be fragments of flying swords. He immediately became excited and asked, "Old man, how much do you sell these fragments?"

The old woman raised a finger.

Ning Tao tentatively asked, "One million?"

The old woman glared at Ning Tao: "One hundred million!"

Ning Tao was so scared that he opened his mouth wide. A fragment of a flying sword actually costs 100 million yuan. 100 million yuan is enough to buy a helicopter. Who wants to ride a flying sword? If the weather changes suddenly, if it rains or something, won't you be drowned?

The old woman snorted softly, and said in a disdainful tone, "See, you don't have money to buy it, so go play."

"How did you talk?" Qing chased the fire.

Ning Tao held Qing Zhui back, and said tentatively, "If I repair your flying sword, how much can you give me?"

The old woman said coldly: "You want to find fault, right?"

Ning Tao took a closer look, only to find that the fragments of Feijian were missing several pieces, and it was not complete at all. It's not bad to take it to the broken cauldron to make up for the dead, so he took Qing Zhui and left.

After shopping around, Ning Tao found several kinds of spiritual materials. He was very excited, but when he asked the price, he was scared away.

In fact, it is not that the prices in this flea market are inflated, but that he is poor. The cultivators and demons here are often hundreds of years old. Take a demon from the Ming Dynasty as an example. Even if the demon from the Ming Dynasty sold the bowls for eating at home, it would be a huge sum of money. Moreover, for hundreds of years, these cultivators and demons have set up a little bit of property, and the development has been quite impressive so far. In a word, the cultivators and demons in this flea market are all real invisible rich men, and they are not comparable to him, a comprehension doctor who earns some hard money by treating diseases and breast augmentation.

Suddenly, a strange smell floated into Ning Tao's nostrils, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He followed the smell, and then saw a piece of black coal lying on the floor in front of a young Taoist nun.

It is indeed a piece of coal, but it is definitely not ordinary coal. It is called a goblin stone in the "Compendium of Spiritual Materials". That is the spiritual material carbonized in the spiritual soil, which will only be bred after hundreds of millions of years of evolution.

Although the goblin stone is not one of the spiritual materials for refining the ancestor-seeking pill this time, there is no guarantee that it will not appear on Zhu Hongyu's skull fragments next time. In addition, it plays a very important role in the field of alchemy.

Qing Zhui also found something she likes. She pointed Ning Tao to a spiritual material sold by a man next to the young Taoist nun, and said excitedly: "It's a colorful snakeberry. It is said that eating it can make shedding a lot easier. Your cultivation is also beneficial."

Seven-colored snakeberry, that is one of the spiritual materials needed for refining Xunzu Pill this time. Ning Tao ignored its existence because he was attracted by the goblin stone. At this moment, Qing Zhui reminded him that he discovered it.

The colorful snakeberry grows like a strawberry, and bears several spherical seven-colored fruits. The roots are wrapped in soil and are still alive. It seems that it was picked before departure to catch up with this flea market.

But before Ning Tao went over to ask the price, a voice came from behind him.

"Amitabha." This was Master Fakong's voice.

Hearing the Buddha's name, Ning Tao's head suddenly ached. But when he turned around, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It turns out to be Master Fakong. How is the master recently?"

Master Fakong said in a deep voice: "My old man is well, but Benefactor Ning is very bad."

Ning Tao said: "How did you say that?"

Master Fakong said: "The old monk sees the complexion of Ning's benefactor. You are green in the hall and attacked by evil spirits. You are a fan of the authorities. You know that if you continue like this, you will be in great trouble! Listen to the advice of the old monk, cut off ties with this goblin as soon as possible, It's not too late!"

"What did you monk say!" Qing Zhui's eyes were full of fierceness, and he was about to strike.

Ning Tao pulled her behind him: "Master, I know how to deal with my affairs myself, so I don't need to bother you. Also, I have to remind Master that this is a new era, and your master's era is the same. I've been eliminated long ago. Let's forget about it today, I don't care about it, I don't want to hear such words again, if the master insists on meddling in my private affairs, then we can't be friends."

"Amitabha." Master Fakong uttered the Buddha's name, then shook his head and sighed.

Ning Tao didn't wait for him to say anything else, he dragged Qing Zhui to the street stall of the cultivator selling colorful snake berries.

The cultivator who sold the colorful snake berry had a sharp face and monkey cheeks, which gave people a treacherous feeling at first glance.

"Senior, how do you sell these colorful snakeberries?" Ning Tao cut to the chase.

"Twelve million." The cultivator who sold the colorful snake berries answered simply.

Ning Tao said: "I only have five million, will you sell it?"

The cultivator who sold the colorful snake berries said disdainfully: "Do you think you are buying street goods at the night market? I will make a price, and you will cut it in half. I see that you have asked several people, and you only asked whether you would buy it or not. Money, don’t delay my business here, go play elsewhere.”

Ning Tao didn't care. He opened the small medicine box, took out the small porcelain bottle containing the high-quality primary prescription pills, poured out two high-quality primary prescription pills, and handed them to the cultivator who sold the colorful snakeberry: "This is the medicine I made. The elixir prepared uses a lot of spiritual materials. It has the effect of prolonging life and purifying the body. Not to mention how beneficial it is to your cultivation base, but it can help you stabilize the foundation you laid before. I will take these two How about exchanging the pill for your colorful snakeberry?"

"Let me see." The cultivator who sold the colorful snakeberry took a high-quality primary prescription pill from Ning Tao's hand, and then smelled the fragrance of the pill and observed the light of the pill. Soon, he confirmed the value of the high-quality primary prescription pill, and he looked at Ning Tao differently.

Ning Tao was secretly happy in his heart, but said calmly on his face: "I exchange two elixir for you for one spiritual material, and you will not lose."

The cultivator who sold the colorful snakeberry nodded.

At this time, a voice suddenly came: "I will pay 20 million yuan to buy your spiritual material."

Ning Tao turned his head and saw Tang Huaiyu walking towards him at a glance.

The cultivator who sold the colorful snake berry hesitated for a moment, and then handed back two high-quality prescription pills to Ning Tao: "Sorry, your pills are good, but I need money more."

Tang Huaiyu came over and said domineeringly, "Give me your account number, and I will pay 20 million yuan to buy your spiritual materials."

Qing Zhui was about to explode, but Ning Tao grabbed her hand.

Tang Huaiyu looked at Ning Tao and sneered, "As long as it can make you unhappy, I'm willing to pay no matter how much it costs."

Ning Tao didn't answer.

But Tang Huaiyu continued: "As long as it is what you want, I will make it impossible for you to get it. It is very cost-effective to buy one for 20 million to make you unhappy."

Ning Tao smiled: "Do you have a lot of money? You can buy whatever I like? Then you have to prepare money."

After finishing speaking, he thought that the Taoist nun who sold goblin stones walked over.

Tang Huaiyu was about to follow, but the cultivator who sold colorful snake berries stopped her: "Hey! You haven't paid yet."

"Give me the account number." Tang Huaiyu didn't care about the 20 million.

But when the cultivator selling colorful snake berries gave Tang Huaiyu his account number, Tang Zixian came over and said, "One time is enough, don't have a second time."

Tang Huaiyu said angrily: "He killed my son, and the old ancestor also died in his hands. You don't avenge our Tang family, but you still want to stop me. Are you still a member of the Tang family?"

"Presumptuous!" Tang Zixian scolded, "Who gave you the guts to talk to me like that?"

Tang Huaiyu froze for a moment, not daring to speak any more insulting words.

"Give me the money, I want this thing." Tang Zixian reached out and grabbed the colorful snakeberry, turned around and left.

Tang Huaiyu's eyes flashed with hatred, but she still transferred the money. js3v3 (https:)