Mythical Cultivation

However, unfortunately, although there were a constant stream of monks on the streets, they all seemed to have their own urgent matters to deal with.

Few of them would stop and visit these stalls.

In fact, there are two main reasons for this.

First of all, these monks were busy exploring the wilderness, searching for monsters, elixirs, ruins and other targets.

For most monks, these places are their main way to obtain resources for practice. They need to constantly travel and take risks to earn enough resources to support their own practice.

In this case, they simply don't have the extra time to patronize these stalls.

Secondly, the items on the stalls are of unknown origin and it is difficult to tell whether they are genuine or fake.

These stalls are often filled with a large number of counterfeits and junk, and if you are not careful you may end up buying worthless junk.

In comparison, although the prices in the shops in the market are relatively high, they can at least guarantee the quality and authenticity of the items sold.

Although the items in the store may be 30% to 50% more expensive than those in the stalls, the monks would rather spend more spirit stones to buy reliable elixirs, talismans, magic tools and other items to avoid the trouble of counterfeit goods.

Therefore, most cultivators would choose to go to the shops in the market to purchase the resources they need, and only a small number of weaker and poorer cultivators would look for cheap resources in these stalls.

After all, for these weak and poor cultivators, they may not be able to afford the higher prices in the shops and can only try their luck at the stalls, hoping to find some useful items.

Wu Ming once had such an idea in his mind, that is, he wanted to find some precious treasures that have not been discovered by others in these seemingly inconspicuous stalls.

After all, in the novel world of the previous life, such plots were common: the protagonists would accidentally pick up sealed mysterious treasures while strolling in the antique market, or those rare treasures that were obscure, ordinary in appearance but contained mysteries.

However, Wu Ming at that time was too weak and his vision was very limited.

He was well aware of his lack of ability in this area, so even though he had such an idea in his mind, it only remained in the imagination stage and was not actually put into practice.

But he is no longer the same person as before.

After years of practice, his strength has reached the foundation-building stage. Although he is not considered a top master in the cultivation world, he has achieved some success.

At the same time, his horizons have been greatly broadened during these long years of practice, and he is no longer the novice who had only a superficial understanding of practice.

More importantly, he has a shadow rat spirit pet by his side that may have the blood of a treasure-hunting rat.

This shadow mouse seemed to have a special talent for treasure hunting. With such a capable assistant, Wu Ming became more and more eager to pick up bargains at the stalls.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming whispered to Shadow Mouse in his heart, "Xiaohui, please use your keen senses to help me see if there are any treasures in these stalls."

At this time, the shadow mouse was quietly lying on Wu Ming's shoulder, its round little eyes were looking around.

When it heard Wu Ming's words, it seemed to suddenly come to its senses.

He jumped up from Wu Ming's shoulder with a whoosh, and responded excitedly, "I know, Wu Ming, I've been sensing it for a long time! Look, there's a hint of treasure on that stall up ahead. Let's go treasure hunting!"

Hearing Shadow Mouse's voice, Wu Ming suddenly remembered Shadow Mouse Xiaohui's nature - it would instinctively sense the presence of the treasure wherever it went, without any need for him to remind it.

Wu Ming smiled slightly and said nothing. He just silently followed the direction indicated by Shadow Mouse and walked slowly towards the stall on the street.

Wu Ming strolled among the bustling street stalls, glancing at all the strange and bizarre items.

After a while, Wu Ming arrived at the stall that Shadow Mouse pointed to.

The stall owner was an old monk wearing a slightly worn Taoist robe. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, seemingly practicing.

Wu Ming walked forward curiously and looked at the items on the stall.

These items look quite old, covered with traces of time, some even covered in dirt, and exude an ancient atmosphere, looking like antiques.

"Fellow Daoist, how much do you sell the things on your stall?" Wu Ming asked in a gentle and polite voice.

The old man was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, dozing off when he heard a young voice coming from in front of him. He was delighted and thought to himself, "The fat sheep is coming."

The old man slowly opened his eyes and his gaze fell on Wu Ming.

He looked closely and saw a young man standing in front of him who looked to be no more than 20 years old. He was wearing a black robe, with an upright posture and a calm temperament.

The young man was lowering his head, carefully examining the items on the old man's stall, and seemed quite interested in them.

Seeing this, the old man thought to himself, "Look at the way this young man is dressed. Although he is neat and tidy, he doesn't look extravagant or ostentatious.

And from the tone of his voice, he sounded very calm, without any sense of arrogance.

It seems that he is not a cultivator from a large family or sect. Even if he is, he is probably just a small character with no background.

With just this quick glance, the old man made a conclusion about Wu Ming's identity in his mind.

After all, he has been in this industry for many years and has seen all kinds of people.

He naturally has his own way of judging a person's identity and background.

You know, in their line of work, the most taboo thing is to have poor eyesight.

Generally speaking, independent cultivators are their main customer group. These people often have little knowledge, low strength, and no strong background.

For people like this, it's better to cheat as many as you can. It won't be too much trouble anyway.

If they are short-sighted and accidentally provoke those monks from families or sects with strong backgrounds, they will be in big trouble.

The forces behind these people are enormous. Once they discover they have been cheated, not only will their hard-earned money be wasted, but they may even lose their lives.

As the saying goes, you may earn money but not spend it.

That’s right, this old man is a professional liar who makes a living by setting up stalls and cheating people.

They specifically deceive those monks who have little knowledge, weak strength, and no background.

Those people were cheated and could only swallow their anger.

"You really have a keen eye for talent, fellow Daoist!" The old man immediately praised Wu Ming with a smile on his face.