After reading the game to understand the protagonist's chance, she took all of them.

Bai Lan glanced around the surrounding stalls.

"How about this, if you give me a few chickens, ducks, pigs, cows, etc., I'll grit my teeth and pay for the five hundred spirit stones."

These animals are not spiritual beasts, but they are raised in the world of cultivation, eating grass and feed with spiritual energy, and gradually they have gained some spirituality.

The most important thing is that the meat is much more delicious, and it has lost some of the impurities contained in ordinary chicken and duck meat, and has a bit more spiritual power. It is very popular among monks in the Qi Refining stage and often appears on the canteen plates of sects and families.

"Not that it's impossible. These chickens and ducks were originally intended for a third-rate small sect. Who would have thought." The shop owner clapped his hands and said, "Hey, I went to see it yesterday and found that the sect had become a ruin. I don't know who destroyed it. It's scary."

"I have a lot of chickens, ducks, pigs and cattle. I'm almost sick of eating meat every day these days."

Bai Lan acted surprised: "The whole family was wiped out? It must have been done by the demon cultivator!"

"It must have been done by an evil cultivator! The person who did it is so immoral that he didn't even deal with the corpse. Many storage bags are still hanging on the corpse." The owner's expression became sad again as he spoke: "I wanted to go in and help them deal with the corpse. Even if we cultivators don't care about our afterlife, we should at least cremate those fallen Taoist friends. Unfortunately, I can't go in."

Bai Lan's eyes lit up immediately. Storage bag? A sect's storage bag?

The stall owner claimed to be dealing with his funeral affairs, but in fact he was coveting the storage bag. Bai Lan understood it all.

"Tsk, I know you also want to help them "take care of the aftermath", forget it. I can't get in myself, so how can I let other Taoist friends take advantage of it?"

The shop owner frowned and said, "I reported this matter to Qingyuan Sect immediately, and they sent a Jindan stage cultivator to deal with the aftermath. Now all those storage bags have fallen into the pockets of Qingyuan Sect."

Bai Lan: “…”

The opportunity is given to the big sects, not left for the casual cultivators passing by, tsk.

The storage bags in the sect were worth a lot of money, and no one knew who had done it. He didn’t even take the storage bags. Did they die together?

"Oh, the bodies of those fellow Taoists from the Lingyin Sect have also been properly cremated." He added with a guilty conscience.

But Lingyin Sect...

Bai Lan used a ray of consciousness to wake up Qiu Tian who was lying in the void stone: "Friend, what was the name of your sect when you were alive?"

Qiu Qiu was lying in the coffin with a peaceful look on his face. Hearing this, he opened his eyelids and said, "Lingyin Sect, I am a disciple of Lingyin Sect."

"..."

"What's wrong?" Qiu Tian suddenly became anxious: "Don't send me back. Master hates evil ways the most. If he sees me become like this, he will definitely kill me!"

"... Don't worry, your master can't kill you... Does your Lingyin Sect have any grudges against any forces?"

Qiu Qiu sighed: "The sect has a grudge against the Corpse Refining Sect, and that's why I don't want to go back."

Ah this.

"If you add another 100 spirit stones, I'll give you another spirit beast bag. Otherwise, you can't kill all these living creatures."

Bai Lan withdrew his spiritual sense and saw the owner handing over a spirit beast bag and starting to sell it.

She really needed a spirit beast bag. After all, the Void Stone that could store living things could not be known to outsiders. It would be a good idea to buy a spirit beast bag to hide it from others.

"Master! That spirit rat is so cute! I want it!" Bai Ling's familiar voice came from behind.

She didn't come when I was chatting with the stall owner just now, but she came now, as if she came at the right time for her to see her.

Bai Lan tried to buy it directly after reloading the save file, and then he found that no matter how fast or slow he was, Bai Ling could always "accidentally" find the treasure-hunting rat and then bring Qingxuan over.

After reloading the game for who knows how many times, Bai Lan gave up struggling and returned to the game where he had bargained for the first time.

"Master! That spirit rat is so cute! I want it!" Bai Ling's familiar voice came from behind.

Hearing this, Bai Lan no longer hesitated and decisively took the spirit beast bag handed over by the shopkeeper and put the treasure-hunting rat in it: "I'll pay the six hundred spirit stones."

Once the money and goods are paid, it is difficult to change the deal.

"Master, that spirit rat..."

An idea suddenly arose in Bai Ling's heart, and she subconsciously wanted to get the spiritual mouse at any cost.

"Wait a minute." Qing Xuan looked at Bai Lan: "You spent 600 spirit stones on this spirit rat, right?"

Bai Lan turned and left.

Qing Xuan frowned: "I can pay double the spiritual stones as long as you transfer this item to me."

Bai Lan walked faster.

Under the pressure of the Jindan stage, Bai Lan was suddenly frozen.

She frowned, showing off her power indiscriminately without any martial ethics!

"I refuse. This spirit rat is already mine. It is my right to decide how to deal with it." Bai Lan said in a cold voice.

"Three times the spirit stones." Qingxuan said in a deep voice and continued to raise the price.

The treasure-hunting rat is of too great a benefit to Bai Ling. Even if Qingxuan offers ten times the price, she will never give it up.

"Master Qingxuan of the Qingyuan Sect is so arrogant. Just for the things his beloved disciple likes, he would bully a small casual cultivator like me in the street?" Bai Lan snorted coldly.

The eyes of the people around were instantly focused on him. No one knew each other in the black market, and there were countless evil cultivators. The cultivators who came here just wanted to get things done quickly and leave.

I never thought I would come across such a big melon on the road?

The scandal of Qingyuan Sect, one of the five major righteous sects, is so serious that even a passing spirit dog would want to hear about it.

Qingxuan frowned: "How do you know my identity?"

You are the only one in the entire Qingyuan Sect who can be called Master. In Bai Lan's eyes, these two words are like Qingxuan's ID number and are very easy to remember.

"This fellow Taoist looks familiar, like someone I know. You should also be a disciple of my sect." Bai Ling suddenly spoke, her eyes sharp as she kept looking at Bai Lan.

"Don't do those useless things. Don't try to get close to me. Even if you kneel down in the street and call me your great-grandma, I was the one who bought this spirit rat first!" Bai Lan said in a cold tone.

"How dare you, you brat!" Qingxuan was angry, but because of the people behind the black market, he did not take direct action. He just increased the pressure on Bai Lan.

"Hand over the Spirit Rat, or else..."

Otherwise there will be no follow-up. Everyone can make harsh remarks.

He only dared to increase the pressure but did not dare to take direct action. After all, the black market was so large and spread throughout the entire cultivation world, so the people behind it would not be simple.

It is precisely because the black market provides monks with the guarantee of safe transactions that everyone feels comfortable trading precious items here, and wearing masks when communicating is just a precaution against the dangers they may encounter after going out.

If someone kills people here at will, no cultivator will dare to come here for normal transactions in the future.

Qingxuan's advantage lies in the little self-awareness he has left. He knows that his cultivation level is only at the Jindan stage and he cannot afford to offend the Yuanying stage cultivators behind the black market.

"Don't waste your time. I won't give you the rat even if I braise it." Bai Lan said through gritting his teeth.

I have to go back and learn some body-building exercises. To go against the Son of Destiny, one needs to be tough and resolute.

If you really can't do it, learn how to refine weapons and make some armor and spiritual weapons to wear.

More and more people gathered around, and because they were wearing masks, no one knew their true identity, so everyone spoke more casually.