There was still no news about Zi Tianji, and Mu Jianyu had disappeared after she left, but Chen Luo could roughly guess where she had gone. When her cultivation was insufficient, she was almost hunted to death. Now that her cultivation had recovered, she naturally wanted to retaliate as soon as possible.

When practicing sword skills, all that matters is the clarity of one's thoughts.

Mu Jianyu is also a sword cultivator.

He is also a Qionghua sword cultivator who has practiced for more than 2,800 years.

Chen Luo walked very slowly, and he paid special attention to several stalls where many people gathered. Most of these stalls sold elixirs and talismans, with a few exceptions, which also sold magic tools and formation flags.

In the world of immortal cultivation, cultivators who understand "formations, talismans, pills, and instruments" can receive superior treatment no matter where they go, and they will never be short of spiritual stones and the like.

It’s a pity that inheritance is expensive, and not everyone can afford the initial investment.

There are also many external factors such as qualification restrictions and spiritual root attributes. Many people bought a broken inheritance in the market and went back to practice hard. As a result, they failed to learn the skills and consumed most of the resources. The unlucky ones may even go astray, and after years of hard practice, they cannot draw a talisman or refine a pill, which also delays their own practice.

The weapon refining master 'Ouyang Lian' who lived with Chen Luo was the most typical example. Because he delayed his own cultivation due to weapon refining, he was unable to enter the second step of cultivation until his death, and he didn't even have the chance to reincarnate and cultivate again.

But even so, there are still many people flocking to these four roads.

Because this is one of the few ways that casual cultivators can change their fate. A normal cultivator only needs to master one of these skills to become a superior person. At the very least, they can reach the foundation building stage, and it is not impossible for the stronger ones to reach the core formation stage or the Nascent Soul stage.

Chen Luo had never experienced such hardship before. He just "picked up" the talismans, tools, pills and formations and could use them right away.

And Brother Changqing has a bird's-eye view, which even eliminates the possibility of taking the wrong path.

After reaching the end, Chen Luo withdrew his consciousness and prepared to return to the cave. At this moment, a noisy sound suddenly came from a stall not far away. Looking sideways, he found that it was a stall selling magic tools. The level of the Panshi Market was not high, and the magic tools sold here were all first-level, and second-level magic tools were rare. Spirit tools were something of another level for cultivators in the Qi Refining and Foundation Building stages. They had only heard of the name of spiritual tools, but no one had ever seen one.

But now, he actually sensed the aura of a spiritual weapon on this stall. Although it was very faint, the aura was unmistakable.

This surprised him a little.

"Could it be that someone entered the ruins and dug up the sealed spiritual weapon?"

Only a sealed spiritual weapon would emit this kind of aura.

Chen Luo was not interested in spiritual weapons, he was interested in the ancient tombs that had spiritual weapons. The ancient tombs that could produce spiritual weapons must be of high quality, and there might be predecessors in them that he wanted to "worship".

"You want to take this sword for eight middle-grade spirit stones? Do you think the stall owner is a fool?"

A sarcastic voice came from the crowd.

Looking closely, I found a group of people gathered around the stall, and several of them were bargaining with the stall owner. Perhaps there were a lot of spirit stones involved, or the items on the stall were rare, so a large crowd gathered.

"This sword is not special except for its hard texture. I just like its material and want to buy it back to refine it to see if I can make a higher-grade magic weapon. Eight middle-grade spirit stones are already a sincere price."

The speaker was a burly man, wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat on his head, with a puppet attached to it that blocked spiritual consciousness, making it impossible to glimpse his true appearance.

There are many similar costumes in the market.

Many casual cultivators who were selling stolen goods were dressed similarly. They came to the market with a very clear purpose and rarely did anything outside of their plans. This time, he stopped in front of the stall, most likely because he was attracted by the stall owner's sword and shouted out a price. There were two other people next to the burly man, a male cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building and a female cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

The two men were wearing sect disciples' uniforms. Chen Luo did not recognize the marks on them, so he thought they were not from any famous sect.

"I'll offer nine mid-grade spirit stones and I'll take this sword." The male cultivator at the foundation-building stage raised the price as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Nine middle-grade spirit stones, plus fifty low-grade spirit stones."

The female cultivator also spoke. The price she quoted was not as high as the male cultivator's, but her expression was also very determined.

“Not for sale.”

Seeing so many people bidding, the stall owner smiled even brighter. He glanced at the burly man who first bid and spread out his five fingers to signal.

“I won’t sell it for less than this amount!”

"Fifty mid-grade spirit stones? Too much."

The sturdy man who first called out the price suppressed anger in his voice. He was the first one to fancy this sword. At first, he was the only one who wanted it. The price of the deal had already been agreed upon. However, two people suddenly intervened when the deal was about to be completed, which delayed the transaction to this point. Seeing more and more people gathering around him, the sturdy man couldn't help but hesitate.

"It's five high-quality spirit stones."

"Are you crazy? Do you know the price of a top-grade spirit stone?" the onlookers nearby couldn't help but say.

Most of the spirit stones traded in the market are low-grade spirit stones, and occasionally someone uses medium-grade spirit stones.

But they had never seen a high-grade spiritual stone. The ones who used this grade of spiritual stone were at least Jindan cultivators, or even Yuanying old monsters. Most of the cultivators of these two levels came by flying in the air, directly into the VIP building of the three major families, and never came into contact with low-level casual cultivators like them.

"It's at this price. You can also exchange it for the weapon refiner's inheritance."

The stall owner looked at the sturdy man with a smile. This man is a weapon refiner, a fat sheep. He has been setting up a stall here for such a long time, isn't it just for the good things that he can't buy on weekdays? And this sword, he has sold it countless times, every time he brings it to the stall, someone will be deceived.

There are just too many people who want to get a bargain.

There has never been a shortage of people who think they are smart.

"snort!"

The sturdy man snorted coldly when he heard the offer and turned away.

In fact, he did not see the material of the sword, but out of the instinct of a weapon refiner, he felt that the sword was a good thing, so he could not help but bid the price. He did not expect that the stall owner would be so greedy and asked for five high-quality spirit stones.

Even if he had so many spirit stones, he would not be willing to spend them to buy an impenetrable sword. Not to mention the inheritance of a weapon refiner. He would not trade this thing for any amount of spirit stones. It was his livelihood, so how could he trade it for a sword?

“It’s too expensive.”

The two people next to him also shook their heads. Although they did not leave, they also had no intention of buying it.

The stall owner sat there motionless, neither trying to persuade customers to stay nor offering to lower the price, looking as if he was sitting on the Diaoyutai.

He looked around and saw Chen Luo next to him.

As a casual cultivator who had been hanging out in the market town for many years, he knew almost everyone on the street. He could recognize a stranger like Chen Luo at a glance.

"Do you want a spirit sword, fellow Daoist? I just dug up a spirit sword and it only costs five high-grade spirit stones."

The three foundation-building monks who were about to leave heard the voice and stopped at the same time to look at Chen Luo. The sturdy man frowned and subconsciously used his spiritual sense to sense the other party's realm.

Late stage of foundation building.

fine.

He breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the front of the stall. The man and woman did not move, but just took two steps to leave a seat for the strong man. The Qi Refining Realm cultivators who were watching stood in the distance, wanting to see how this big deal was negotiated.

"Where was this sword dug?"

Chen Luo picked up the magic sword and weighed it in his hand.

Empty shell.

It was unclear when I sensed it with my spiritual sense before, but now as soon as I touched it, I immediately confirmed the status of the sword. This is an abandoned spiritual weapon. The spirituality in it has long been dissipated. The remaining empty shell is really worthless except for its hard texture. It is not even as good as a third-level magic weapon.

The stall owner and the man and woman next to him were obviously in the same group. The stall owner was in charge of bidding, and the man and woman were in charge of driving up the price. Among the Qi-refining casual cultivators watching nearby, many of them might have been called by them to create atmosphere. There was only one real buyer from beginning to end, and that was the weapon refiner in the foundation-building stage.

"It's a secret."

The stall owner's eyes flickered and he did not answer Chen Luo's question.

"But if you're willing to pay more, I don't mind taking you there myself."

When he said this, the stall owner's consciousness fluctuated, as if he was communicating with someone. Chen Luo glanced at the male cultivator on the left and narrowed his eyes.

These guys actually treated him as a fat sheep and discussed how to plot against him right in front of him.

If it was still Qi Refining and Foundation Building, Chen Luo would naturally swallow his anger and choose to make strategic concessions, or pretend to be polite and go out with the other party, and then kill him after leaving the market. But now, the entire Panshi Market is not qualified to make him give in. The so-called rules set by the market are used to restrict the weak.

For cultivators at the levels of Transformation of the Spirit and Return to the Void, their existence is the rule of Panshi Market.

These three ignorant casual cultivators dared to plot against him, and no one would remember if he killed them in front of them. The three big families behind the Rock Market would not dare to say anything even if they knew about this, and they might even come to apologize to him.

"Forget it, I'll watch it myself."

Chen Luo, who had lost his patience, suddenly reached out to grab the stall owner's head. A strange wave spread around him, and the power of the Illusion God Gu affected everyone in the area like a gas mask. Different images appeared in everyone's eyes.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Chen Luo was still bargaining with the stall owner. In the eyes of the burly weapon refiner, Chen Luo was looking at the sword in his hand.

Only the stall owner saw the real picture.

He saw Chen Luo throw the sword aside, step over the stall, and reach out to grab his head. (End of this chapter)