Yunzhou, Xianyunfang City.

When Zhou Chun followed the noise and walked closer, after a little observation and inquiry, he understood what was going on here.

The cause of the matter was simple. A monk had just reached an agreement on a certain spiritual object transaction with the monk who set up a stall. Suddenly, another monk got the news and came to intervene, wanting to get the spiritual object at a higher price.

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Then the stall owner takes the opportunity to sit on the ground and raise the price, asking the two of them to pay the highest price.

When it comes to this matter, the stall owner is obviously very dishonest.

Since you have already promised the monk in front of you, you should abide by the good faith.

But for a monk like him who runs a street vendor, it is normal to operate without integrity!

The monks who set up street stalls are conscientious people who do not sell fake and shoddy products.

It is impossible to expect them to operate with the same integrity as those big stores.

Of course, Zhou Chun did not come here to seek justice. He was not familiar with the monk who made the deal first, so he would not meddle in such noisy matters.

On the contrary, when he learned that the two monks were quarreling over something, he was instantly moved.

It turns out that the spiritual object that caused these two foundation-building monks to quarrel was a rare seven-hundred-year-old golden ginseng!

This golden ginseng, like red jingzhi, is a mutated species of topaz ginseng, which is very rare and rare to see.

Logically speaking, this level of elixir is enough to go to various auctions.

But the monk who sold this elixir was just a casual cultivator.

As a casual cultivator, he obviously did not have the means to send such elixirs to auctions, and he did not even dare to show them off on ordinary occasions.

It was also this trading conference co-organized by the three sects. There would definitely be a large number of rare spiritual objects during the event, so he dared to risk taking out this object.

And he took such a big risk, of course he wanted to make a lot of money at once.

At this time, seeing two people arguing over this thing, he was already happy.

Zhou Chun watched him act like this, and it is estimated that if he was not afraid of being retaliated later, he would probably fan the wind and light the fire to make the argument between the two in front of the stall more intense.

After understanding the situation clearly at this time, Zhou Chun quickly began to make plans in his mind.

But he suddenly said loudly: "Okay, you all, stop arguing, Zhou wants this golden ginseng!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone onlookers were shocked and hurriedly followed the voice to look at Zhou Chun, including the stall owner and the two quarreling monks.

It's him!

After seeing Zhou Chun's appearance clearly, most people present were shocked and immediately recognized Zhou Chun's identity.

There was no way, Zhou Chun had too much limelight at the previous "Hundred Clans Conference".

Especially in the last battle, the thunder dragon appeared in vain, which left a deep impression on him as a beast master.

It's hard not to recognize him now.

After recognizing him at this time, the expressions of the two quarreling monks suddenly froze, and then one of them said loudly: "What do you mean by this, Fellow Daoist Zhou? Do you also want to get involved?"

When Zhou Chun heard this, he immediately smiled softly and said: "Zhou didn't want to take away someone's favor, but when he saw that the two Taoist friends were arguing, and the Taoist friend sat on the ground and raised the price, he changed his mind again."

After saying that, he looked at the two of them seriously and said: "Of course, if any of you are willing to make a price with Zhou, Zhou will never compete with the two fellow Taoists and leave immediately!"

Hearing what he said, the three people present looked a little unhappy.

The stall owner was ashamed and angry because Zhou Chun exposed his plan to raise prices on the ground.

The two monks who were arguing were angry because of his quarrel.

But they couldn't find anything wrong with Zhou Chun's words, and they didn't know how to answer for a while.

When Zhou Chun saw that the three of them were silent, he took the initiative to look at the stall owner and asked: "Fellow Taoist, what do you want to exchange this golden ginseng for? A magic weapon? An elixir? A magic talisman? Or a spirit?"

currency?"

Hearing his words, the stall owner immediately forgot his unhappiness and said immediately: "I just want to change to a high-quality second-level mid-grade magic weapon, preferably a defensive magic weapon!"

The price of a second-level mid-grade magic weapon is at least four thousand spirit coins. If it is a defensive magic weapon, the price will be even higher.

Although golden ginseng is precious, it is almost the same as red ginseng.

At the underground auction, Zhou Chun bought an 800-year-old red jingzhi for only 7,100 spirit coins.

So the price quoted by this stall owner is not too high.

After hearing his quotation, before Zhou Chun could say anything, the Foundation Establishment monk who had just questioned Zhou Chun turned pale and couldn't help but said angrily: "Your Excellency is really good at raising prices from the ground up!"

The stall owner's initial requirement in exchange for golden ginseng was a high-quality second-level low-grade magic weapon or 2,500 spiritual coins.

Now it's good, the price has been doubled in one go. How can this rapid price increase not be annoying?

But after the stall owner heard what he said, he said confidently: "If you think it's expensive, don't buy it!"

"you……"

The man's eyes were so angry that he was speechless.

Zhou Chun finally spoke at this time: "Zhou does have a second-level mid-grade defensive magic weapon, but your golden ginseng was auctioned, and the price was almost the same as the magic weapon in Zhou's hand.

I can’t let you take advantage of me like this.”

"What do you want to do, fellow Taoist Zhou?"

The stall owner's expression tightened, and he asked Zhou Chun's thoughts softly with a completely different attitude.

That's what reputation does!

Compared with Zhou Chun, the monk who just made a splash at the "Hundred Clans Conference", the two foundation-building monks next to him are not well-known and their cultivation is not particularly high, which is not enough to make the stall owners feel much fear.

Heart.

Naturally, there is no need to be submissive in front of them.

"Zhou looks like you don't look like a rich person, so let's give Zhou another seven hundred spiritual coins, and the dragon-scale golden shield magic weapon Zhou used before will be given to you!"

Zhou Chun glanced at the stall owner, then patted the storage bag on his waist and took out the Dragon Scale Golden Shield magic weapon given to him by Li Tianxing, the leader of the Golden Dragon Hall of Hualong Sect.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This object is indeed a high-quality second-level mid-level defensive magic weapon, and it has saved him many times.

But now that he has the [Xuanling Golden Bell], it is of no use keeping it in his hands anymore. He might as well exchange it for this golden ginseng.

At the previous "Hundred Tribes Conference", Zhou Chun had also used the Dragon Scale Golden Shield many times, so the stall owner was naturally impressed by this magical weapon.

Seeing that Zhou Chun was willing to exchange this magic weapon, he was overjoyed and immediately said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, can you give me the magic weapon to have a look at?"

"sure."

Zhou Chun threw the magic weapon to the stall owner with a casual throw.

After holding the magic weapon and inspecting it carefully, Zhou Chun asked Zhou Chun to display the magic weapon in front of him. The stall owner said with great joy: "Thank you Zhou Daoyou for giving me your love. I will make up the difference for you."

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After saying that, he patted the storage bag and took out 700 spiritual coins along with the golden ginseng and handed them to Zhou Chun.

Zhou Chun, however, was not in a hurry to reach out and pick it up. Instead, he turned to look at the two people who came first and said, "Two fellow Taoists, are you willing to pay the same price as Zhou?"

When they heard what he said, the two of them looked ugly and said nothing.

Seeing this, Zhou Chun couldn't help but smile and said, "You're welcome, Zhou."

Then he took what the stall owner handed over, removed the imprint of his own consciousness in the dragon scale golden shield, turned around and left the place.

Obtaining this golden ginseng undoubtedly made Zhou Chun feel much better.

He bought this thing neither for resale nor for refining elixirs, but to prepare Golden Winged Tiger for his future promotion to the second level.

Although the Golden Winged Tiger has a strong bloodline, it still takes as long as Bai Bai did to advance to the second level.

And golden ginseng, a powerful elixir, can just have an enlightening effect on it.

Just like the 400-year-old dragon blood ginseng that helped Bai Bai break through.

But this good luck could not continue. After that, Zhou Chun visited all over the city and found no treasure worthy of his heart's desire.

So he returned to the place where Zhou Jiarui and others were setting up a stall, and took over their task of setting up the stall so that they could have time to go shopping.

Half a day passed quickly like this. Zhou Mingde and other thirty family leaders finally found their own clansmen after half a day of secret talks with the golden elixir monks of the three sects.

As for the Zhou family, after Zhou Mingde came back, Zhou Chun and Zhou Daoyi were quickly called to the inn in Fangshi for a secret discussion.

"The situation is similar to what we expected. This hundred tribes meeting is indeed a mobilization meeting before the southern expedition to the Dragon Sect."

In the inn, after Zhou Mingde asked the three of them to set up a three-layer soundproof barrier, he first confirmed their previous guesses.

Although the three people had this kind of speculation before, it was purely speculation after all and there was no evidence.

But this time he got confirmation from the golden elixir monks of the three sects.

"Then what are the mysterious benefits of the top thirty families?"

Zhou Daoyi asked with an expectant look on his face.

He knew that even if he didn't ask, Zhou Mingde would still talk about it.
To be continued...