Chapter 236 It's still the same

According to Ding Yang's idea, if he directly expressed his interest in the Jiuyang grass, the stall owner was likely to sit on the ground, so he did the opposite and asked about the price of an iron orchid next to him.

"All the spiritual grass here are thirty spiritual stones." The stall owner was also shrouded in a cloud of smoke, making a dull sound, which was obviously changed by the original sound by the treasure in the market.

Ding Yang frowned. It seems that none of the people here are idle. His tricks have lost their role here.

Although these spiritual grasses are relatively rare, they can't reach 30 spiritual stones. The stall owner has obviously realized that his goal is not this iron heart orchid, but the same among the other spiritual grasses, but it is not clear which stall owner it is. He simply set the same price. Anyway, there will always be one right.

It seems that he has met a profiteer. Ding Yang smiled bitterly in his heart. Just as he was about to bargain with him, suddenly a strong breath surged around him. The aura rolled over and the momentum was amazing, and he was about to directly hit him aside.

"Hm?"

Ding Yang's heart was moved. All the monks in the market were hidden by treasures, so everyone looked like a cloud of smoke. In order to avoid trouble, ordinary people with cultivation followed the rules and would not easily provoke others. Because I don't know if I will encounter a more prickly role.

However, some self-paying people who are strong do not have so many concerns, and they are also relatively high-profile on the market. Whether it is exchanging items or buying items, they seem to be more flamboyant and strong.

The scale of this market is relatively small. Most of the people who come to participate are foundation-building monks. Judan monks generally do not come here with their own identity, and the items exchanged here are generally not in the eyes of Judan monks. Therefore, the late monk who built a foundation in the market is considered to be a strong role.

Although the person who crowded towards Ding Yang can't see the true face clearly, and even his cultivation is blocked by smoke and cannot be explored, Ding Yang has been able to judge that this person is at least in the later stage of foundation-building, because this person's momentum is more powerful than his later-stage brothers Liu Tianmang, Miao Zhifang and Kuang Dong. Shanlai is still a little stronger, and he is about to catch up with Yu Zhenhai's momentum.

Ding Yang did not collide with him. He flashed aside and gave up the position facing the stall, but he did not leave, but looked at it coldly. He was so strong that he didn't know what he wanted to do.

"What does this Taoist friend have to teach?" The stall owner's voice also trembled a little, and he must have felt the strong strength of the people.

Although the smoke generated by the treasure in the market can be absolutely isolated from the visit of other people's cultivation, it can't control the momentum emitted by myself, so the cultivation of the visitors has been revealed, at least in the later stage of foundation cultivation.

"Hum--" The man snorted, and a breath rushed towards the stall owner. Suddenly, the smoke on the stall owner fluctuated again, and obviously received some pressure.

"Iron heart orchids, colorful flowers, Moyun vines, stone rock bamboo shoots, Jiuyang grass, these spiritual grasses are just medium spiritual grasses. Each plant is worth up to ten spiritual stones, but you want thirty spiritual stones when you open your mouth. Are you bullying others for new arrivals?" The visitor said in a cold tone.

Ding Yang couldn't help looking at the man carefully when he heard the words. Unexpectedly, the person who came seemed to be talking for himself. In his tone, he was very dissatisfied with the lion who opened his mouth to the stall owner. In fact, Ding Yang didn't like such a person. He found that he needed some kind of spiritual grass, so he tripled the price out of thin air.

"These spiritual grasses are all mine. I can sell as many spiritual stones as I like. Others can't control it. If you think it's expensive, you can't buy it." The stall owner still said to himself.

"What?" With a roar, a strong breath suppressed the stall owner. Seeing the smoke on the stall owner's body change shape, a muffled hum came from the smoke, as if the stall owner was under strong pressure.

"You - do you dare to do it in the market?" The stall owner didn't seem to believe that the people dared to use force directly, and his voice was full of disbelief.

No one knows when this market was formed, but one thing is recognized that transactions in the market must be fair and equal, and no one can make a special exception.

Many years ago, there was a Judan period monk who fell in love with a rune. As a result, the owner of the rune price was too high. The Judan period monk relied on his own cultivation and robbed the rune. As a result, before he walked out of the valley, he was crushed by an unknown force. In the end, he not only returned the talisman with both hands, but also at the entrance of the valley and the entrance of the market, in front of hundreds of monks, he kowtowed three times to apologize.

Of course, when the Judan monk kowtowed, the smoke on his body had dissipated, so hundreds of people saw his real face. He was indeed an old Judan monk in Juntian Peak, one of the eighteen auxiliary peaks of Qingyun Sect.

Since then, the reputation of the market has been greatly boosted, and no one dares to run rampant in the market trading. At the beginning, some people complained about paying a spiritual stone to enter the market, and since then, they have been willing to pay the spiritual stone.

This is also one of the main reasons for the continuous expansion of the market. After all, many people still hope to trade in a safe and fair environment. Although they have paid a low-grade spiritual stone, they can avoid the risk of being robbed.

In the world of cultivation, the phenomenon of the law of the jungle is everywhere. Many ordinary monks are still happy to see that there is such a transaction as a market.

"Joke!" Looking at the fierce appearance of the stall owner, he couldn't help laughing: "I thought you had a big list, but it turned out to be just a timid profiteer. What's wrong? Carry out the rules of the market to scare me!"

"I'm not that stupid. I won't do anything to you, but I will publicize your behavior, let everyone know the face of your profiteer, and see how you sell these things."

The stall owner's body trembled in the smoke. Obviously, this person said his weakness. Although trading in the market usually follows the principle of being willing to beat one, it is on some items of unknown value. If the price is raised on some items that are relatively easy to judge, it is indeed easy to be raised by the public. It's disgusting.

"So - what do you want?" In terms of strength, it is not as good as others, and the reasoning is not as good as others. The stall owner is extremely depressed.

"These spiritual grasses are all calculated according to ten low-grade spiritual stones." The man's tone was firm, as if he spoke with certainty and gold words, full of self-confidence and domineering.

At this time, many monks had noticed the abnormality here and slowly gathered around. It seemed that they did not expect that there would be such a big conflict in the market.

However, the man seemed to know the rules of the market very well. Although he suppressed the stall owner with his breath, there was no sign of action at all. He just argued with the stall owner.

"Okay! It's my bad luck. You can choose which one you like. The stall owner now just wants to get rid of the man's pressure. If these spiritual grasses are really sold, twelve or three low-grade spiritual stones can still be sold. Now he also recognizes ten low-grade spiritual stones.

There are more and more people surrounding him, which will also have a great impact on his reputation. Although the smoke on his body can even change the sound, it can only change one sound. Once his reputation is damaged, even if he set up a stall in another place, as long as he opens his mouth, he will still be recognized, and then it will really The gains outweigh the losses.

This stall owner is a few permanent guests in the market. Usually, he relies on looking for spiritual grass to sell in the market to accumulate spiritual stones and exchange spiritual stones for cultivation materials. If his reputation is destroyed, it will have a great impact on his income. Under the pros and disadvantages, he has to choose to compromise.

"Haha, that's it. Brother, you can choose first!" The person came with a bright voice, and the pressure on the stall owner immediately withdrew. In fact, if the stall owner insists on not selling it, he dares not really do it. After all, the prestige of the market is not false, which is paved with the dignity of the Judan period monks.

"Ha ha, thank you very much." Ding Yang didn't expect that the person who came would let him choose first. He couldn't help but be somewhat surprised. Originally, he thought that the man also fell in love with some kind of spiritual grass, so he said a lesson to the stall owner, but now it seems that the man is really embarrassed to help.

Because if that person also wants some kind of spiritual grass, he will never let him pick it first, because the person who comes can't be sure which spiritual grass Ding Yang needs. If Ding Yang also chooses the kind of spiritual grass he wants, wouldn't he lift a stone and hit his own foot?

The price of ten spiritual stones is absolutely low. At present, Ding Yang directly picked up the Jiuyang grass, and then took out ten inferior spiritual stones and threw them over. Only then did the stall owner know that the real target of Dingyang was this Jiuyang grass.

"Thank you for your help." Ding Yang carefully put Jiuyangcao in his arms. Now in front of others, he dares not throw Jiuyangcao directly into the Blood Dragon Hall. Spatial weapons such as space rings are also very precious and can easily be coveted by others.

"It doesn't matter!" The man seemed to wave his hand. "Although one is willing to beat the other in the market, you can't ask for a high price. The stall owner sees that you are coming to the market for the first time, so he opens his mouth."

"Oh, how do my Taoist friends know that I came to the market for the first time?" Ding Yang was a little surprised. He saw that everyone's appearance was the same, all of which was smoky. How could he see that it was the first time to come to the market?

"Hahaha! The reason is very simple, because in the market, except for the seller who advertises his own items, all people ask for the price by voice transmission, and only those who come for the first time will ask for the price directly. The man laughed and solved the mystery.

"Oh--" Ding Yang suddenly came to it. No wonder he turned around for a long time and only saw people walking around, but did not hear any bargaining. He thought that people had not found what they wanted. Unexpectedly, it turned out that everyone was communicating with divine consciousness.

This not only prevents the market from getting messy, but also to prevent what you like from attracting competitors because of what you speak. After all, some items are suitable for the needs of many monks.

"So that's it. Thank you for reminding me." Ding Yang couldn't help but have a very good feeling about this monk.

With a flash of color in the depths of his eyes, Ding Yang tried to see the true appearance of the person in front of him with [the pupil of the phantom]. He still wanted to make this bold friend.

The invisible light wave of [the pupil of the phantom of the phantom] came to the smoke on the other party, and there was a slight unrecognizable fluctuation on the edge of the smoke, and then directly penetrated it. The smoke had no resistance under the divine light of the pupil of the phantom.

Behind the smoke, a tall man in blue robe appeared in Ding Yang's eyes. He was in his fifties, with a leopard's head and eyes, thick eyebrows and a lion's nose, and a rough and majestic appearance, which is very consistent with the appearance of the bold man Ding Yang thought. The blue robe on his body showed his identity as a foundation-building monk, but he didn't know that it was on the peak of Qingyunzong.

The man had no idea that his appearance had been seen through by Ding Yang. He chatted with Ding Yang casually, and then continued to stroll in the market separately.

"What?"

Ding Yang walked around the two columns of incense again, but still didn't see another spiritual grass [Xue Jingzhi]. When he passed by a stall, his eyes were suddenly attracted by something on the stall.