Avenue Stowaway

As soon as I entered the East Market, I immediately felt the hustle and bustle. [匕匕] On both sides of the street, in addition to various shops, there were also many monks setting up stalls. Kong Fang glanced and found that there were actually a lot of monks setting up stalls, extending directly from one end of the street to the other.

It's bustling and lively.

Then Kong Fangbian was surprised to find that there was actually a cultivator in the Spiritual Transformation Realm among the cultivators setting up stalls here.

"This place is quite interesting." Kong Fang finally gained some experience.

The things on each street stall were all strange and varied, and the people who looked at them were dazzled. The worst thing was that many monks gathered in front of many street stalls, and whether they could afford to buy or not, they all looked at them carefully.

The things on these stalls are very complicated, some are good and some are bad, and the most challenging thing is the eyesight and knowledge. If you have good eyesight and knowledge, you may be able to find a very good treasure, but if you don't have good eyesight, you may spend a lot of money to buy a useless piece of garbage.

In fact, there are generally three types of things that can be sold here. The first type is of low value, and no store is willing to buy it, so it can only be sold here to other people. The second type is some strange and unknown things that no one knows about, and no one knows whether it is useful or not. Naturally, the store will not take the risk to buy it, and the people who own such things can only set up stalls to sell them by themselves.

As for the third type, which is the mainstream here, it is inferior products that are passed off as good ones. The things look good, but in fact, they are probably not very useful at all.

This kind of thing is everywhere here, and it tests your eyesight.

"It's true that there are people everywhere who will do anything for profit." Kong Fangxin sighed. If he hadn't sensed that the people behind the stalls possessed terrifying powers far beyond those of ordinary people, Kong Fang would have suspected that he had returned to Earth.

This place is very similar to the antique markets on Earth, except that what is sold here are not antiques, but various treasures and items that only monks can use.

This familiar yet unfamiliar scene couldn't help but arouse the interest deep in Kong Fang's heart. Kong Fang immediately scanned the stalls one by one with great interest.

"How much is this?" Kong Fang came to a small stall, which was filled with all kinds of strange stones, some of which were colorful. They gave off all kinds of strange auras, some were completely red, with fire power emanating from them, and some were white. There were layers of icy mist floating in the air around them.

Each stone exudes one or more auras. If you just go by feeling, these stones here are all very good treasures.

Behind the stall, a monk who looked as thin as a monkey sat cross-legged, with a cunning look in his eyes. However, his cultivation was not low, and he had actually reached the initial stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

What Kong Fang was asking about was a completely red stone. The stone was about the same size as a child's head, but there were flames jumping and tumbling on the surface of the stone. The strong power of fire emanated from the stone, which looked extremely magical.

The thin monk sitting behind the stall first took a quick look at Kong Fang, then immediately smiled and praised, "Daoyou really have a good eye, this is the most precious treasure I have here."

Kong Fang listened with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, have you heard of the Flame Mountain?" The thin monk did not wait for Kong Fang to answer, and switched to voice transmission mysteriously. "This treasure is exactly what I got from the adventure in the Flame Mountain. What is the Flame Mountain? It is a dangerous place, and the things it breeds cannot be ordinary!"

"It is fate that I meet you today. I don't ask for much, but at least it has to be worth the risk I take. How about this, you give me 300,000 green gold, and this treasure will be yours." The thin monk looked heartbroken as if he was bleeding profusely.

Kong Fang laughed dumbly and said, "I have a similar treasure in my hand. How about I sell it to you? It doesn't take 300,000 green gold. You can just give me 100,000."

The thin monk's face suddenly darkened, and he looked at Kong Fang angrily, "Fellow Daoist, are you here to cause trouble on purpose?"

In order not to attract attention, Kong Fang completely restrained his aura when entering Luofeng City, so the thin monk did not know Kong Fang's cultivation level.

"No." Kong Fang shook his head, still smiling faintly, and said slowly, "A place like Huoyan Mountain, with your strength, you shouldn't be able to enter it, right?"

"Hmph, that's because of your ignorance. I naturally have my own way." The thin monk looked at Kong Fang with disdain.

Kong Fang was not angry, still smiling, "Oh? I don't have your ability to enter the Flame Mountain, but if you can give me a piece of Red Night Stone, a little blood of the Golden Fire Bird, and a little Fire Sealing Grass. I think I can get this treasure without entering the Flame Mountain."

The anger on the thin monk's face disappeared completely in an instant. He bowed repeatedly to Kong Fang and kept transmitting his voice to An, "Fellow Daoist, no, senior, I'm sorry for offending you just now. Considering that I still need some resources to practice, please be merciful and forgive me." The thin monk's expression changed in an instant.

As soon as Kong Fang told the method of making the stone, the thin monk was immediately shocked. Moreover, he could not sense Kong Fang's cultivation, so he knew that he had met a senior master this time, so he apologized repeatedly.

Kong Fang never said what he was going to do to the thin monk from beginning to end, and there was always a faint smile on his face. But at this moment, when the smile on Kong Fang's face fell into the eyes of the thin monk, it completely changed and became somewhat hideous and terrifying.

If Kong Fang knew what the skinny monk was thinking, he would definitely pull him from behind the stall and give him a good beating.

"I have no grudge against you, so there's no need to target you. But please don't lie to me. If you dare to lie to me again, you will be responsible for the consequences."

"I dare not, absolutely not." The thin monk smiled. If Kong Fang told him how to make most of the things on his stall, he wouldn't have to sell anything anymore. Even if he wanted to sell, he couldn't.

"By the way, how much does this thing cost?" Kong Fang pointed to an inconspicuous dark red stone next to the red dusk stone. Compared with the red dusk stone burning with flames, this dark red stone was too ordinary and not noticeable at all.

"Senior, this, this..." When the skinny monk found out that Kong Fang had looked at the stone, he started to have problems again. "Although I can't see the specialness of this stone, when I went to Qiankun Pavilion, they didn't recognize it and refused to buy it, but since this person values ​​it, it might be a treasure."

The thin monk's heart immediately turned. When Kong Fang saw him like this, the smile on his face immediately disappeared. He sneered, "Why, do you think this is a treasure and want to make up an incredible origin for it?"

"Senior, this is really a treasure." The thin monk looked serious and wanted to try again.

"Well, then you should keep your treasure well." Kong Fang sneered, turned around and left the stall, walking towards the stall next to it.

Seeing that Kong Fang had actually left, the thin monk's expression suddenly became extremely tangled. "Even Qiankun Pavilion doesn't think highly of this thing, so how can it be a treasure? This damn habit of mine has wasted a great opportunity in vain."

Kong Fang squatted at the stall next to him, looking through some things.

"How much is this black stick?" Kong Fang asked the stall owner.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man. He had seen everything and knew that Kong Fang was a man of great insight. He did not dare to deceive him too much, lest he lose a buyer. He immediately said a slightly higher price, "Eight thousand green gold!"

"Eight thousand? Okay, I'll buy it!" Kong Fang handed the stall owner a storage ring. The stall owner took the storage ring with some surprise and found that there were really eight thousand green gold in it. The stall owner immediately transferred the green gold to his own storage ring with a look of joy, and then happily returned the storage ring to Kong Fang.

"That thing is worth at most five thousand green gold, but he actually spent eight thousand to buy it. It seems that his eyesight is not very good." The thin monk turned around and looked at the dark red stone on his stall. Kong Fang's eyesight was not good, so the possibility that this stone was a treasure was not great.

"Senior!" The thin monk said to Kong Fang with a smug look, "If you really want this treasure, give me 50,000 green golds and I will sell it to you." The thin monk said with gritting his teeth.

Kong Fang glanced at him calmly and ignored him completely.

"Senior, senior!" The thin monk was immediately anxious. He finally met someone who could look at this unwanted stone. How could he miss it? "How about 45,000? This is really the lowest price."

"Thirty thousand green golds, either sell it or keep it as a treasure." Kong Fang stroked the black stick he had just bought, looking delighted as if he had bought a treasure.

"He actually treats waste as treasure. It seems that he doesn't know much. He was able to mention the Red Night Stone, the Golden Fire Bird, and the Fire Sealing Grass just now. It must be that he just happened to come across something he knows." The thin monk made a decision immediately, "Senior, please add a little more. This is really too little."

Kong Fang looked like he was thinking, then he said impatiently, "Okay, 40,000. If you don't sell it, don't come to me anymore."

"Sell, sell, I will definitely sell it." The thin monk was overjoyed and even held the dark red stone to Kong Fang with both hands, fearing that Kong Fang would suddenly change his mind.

Kong Fang frowned and glanced at the dark red stone, then threw out a storage ring. The thin monk pointed at the green gold of the storage ring, then respectfully returned the storage ring to Kong Fang with a smirk on his face.

Kong Fang didn't even look at the dark red stone and threw it directly into the storage ring, while holding the black stick in his hand and observing it carefully.

The stall owner who sold the black stick to Kong Fang secretly gave the thin monk a thumbs up. The thin monk immediately looked very proud. He couldn't help feeling proud that he could sell a broken stone at a high price of 40,000.

Kong Fang held the black stick in his hand, turned around and slowly left. When the two could no longer see Kong Fang, he quickly flashed into an alley next to a shop. Kong Fang quickly took out a jade slip from the heart of the world. It was the jade slip that he had obtained in the forbidden area of ​​​​Huanggu Village, which recorded various rare treasures, and he began to check it.