Family Cultivation: My Comprehension Can Be Stored

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. If you have the connections to buy a brand-new magic weapon from a craftsman, our shop is willing to buy it at the market price."

In Sanxiufang City, another magic weapon shop, the shopkeeper sneered coldly.

After hearing this, Chen Daoxuan was not only not angry, but instead smiled and said "Farewell!"

"snort!"

Watching Chen Daoxuan leave, the shopkeeper of the magic weapon shop had a bad expression on his face.

If it wasn't for Guang'an Mansion, a mere third-level Qi Refining monk with such a contemptuous attitude, he might have to teach him a lesson.

It took all morning.

Chen Daoxuan went to almost all magic weapon shops in Sanxiufang City.

There is only one conclusion.

The magic weapon market in Guang'an Prefecture is in a state of serious shortage of supply.

Not to mention brand-new instruments, even second-hand ones with slightly better quality will be snapped up by casual cultivators in a short time, and they are still at the price of normal instruments.

Generally speaking, the price of a first-order magic weapon ranges from dozens of spirit stones to hundreds of spirit stones.

Even the most top-grade first-grade high-grade magic weapon usually sells for no more than a thousand spirit stones.

In short, according to the results of Chen Daoxuan's investigation in the morning, it is very promising to open a magical artifact shop in Sanxiufang City to sell magical artifacts.

And compared to the difficulty of buying and leasing shops in the core business district, it does not exist in Sanxiufang City.

Along the way, he even saw several vacant shops waiting to be leased and sold!

The reason is that the casual repairers who set up stalls on the street seized a lot of business from the shops.

If the things in the store are worth the money, it's okay, but the key stores sell only some second-hand and defective products.

In this way, casual cultivators might as well try their luck at the street stalls, at least the prices there are cheap.

If you're lucky, you might be able to find some treasures at a low price from a casual repair seller who doesn't know the goods.

Finished investigating the magic weapon shop in Sanxiufang City.

It was already noon, and thinking that there were still a few hours left before the appointment with Chen Xianhe, Chen Daoxuan simply went shopping at the largest street stall in Sanxiufang City.

Step into the stall market.

Chen Daoxuan had the illusion of visiting a flea market in his previous life.

If it weren't for the things placed on the stalls that were all kinds of talismans, arrays, spirit mines and the like used by monks, he really felt like he was dreaming back to the earth.

Shaking his head and throwing out the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, Chen Daoxuan spotted a street stall and walked over.

"Fellow!"

Chen Daoxuan cupped his hands towards the casual cultivator who was setting up a street stall, "I don't know how you sold this disk array."

The Sanxiu who set up the street stall was a middle-aged man with beards, and he looked quite simple and honest.

Seeing a visitor, the middle-aged stall owner with a beard hurriedly stood up from the futon where he was meditating, rubbed his hands together and said, "Dear friends, this disk is called Fenglei Array, and it carries a small wind and thunder array inside. Fellow Daoist deployed a large formation of wind and thunder with a radius of ten feet, which can trap and kill enemies, and has a certain protective effect, so it can be said to be a magic weapon with quite comprehensive functions!"

He pointed to a gossip formation disk covered with cracks on the surface of the stall, "Chenghui one hundred spirit stones!"

The bearded stall owner stretched out a finger and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Chen Daoxuan said calmly, "Can I try?"

"Just try!"

The bearded middle-aged stall owner was quite grand, and waved his big hand.

Chen Daoxuan nodded, picked up the wind and thunder array and injected a burst of true energy.

Unexpectedly, the wind and thunder flashed by the bearded stall owner flashed a few times, and then suddenly went out.

Not only that, the entire array simply shattered along the cracks, turning into a mass of slag, which fell to the ground.

Chen Daoxuan: "."

Bearded stall owner: "."

The atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Chen Daoxuan wanted to buy this disk formation entirely out of his interest in this kind of magic disk array that was not recorded in the family's refining inheritance.

Unexpectedly, a dignified weapon refiner would hit his eyes. This is not a slightly damaged magic weapon at all, but a magic weapon that is on the verge of being scrapped.

The bearded stall owner in front of him was clearly fishing.

Sure enough, the bearded stall owner saw that Chen Daoxuan "broke" his magic weapon, and immediately shouted righteously: "What is the meaning of this, fellow daoist, why did you destroy my magic weapon worth 100 spirit stones for no reason?

Unexpectedly, Fellow Daoist is young and handsome, and he would do such a thing! "

soon.

The bearded stall owner's loud voice attracted the attention of pedestrians and stall owners around him, and the crowd gradually gathered around, pointing and watching.

"The bastard Zhang San is blackmailing people again!"

"This little fellow daoist looks quite unfamiliar, there is a good show to watch."

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There were also Qi-refining stage monks who had a slightly higher cultivation level and booed: "Zhang San, I'm afraid a hundred spirit stones are not enough for your array, at least you need a thousand spirit stones."

The bearded stall owner named Zhang San was very annoyed when he heard someone yelling at him to demolish his platform. Following the sound, he found that it was Old Ghost Wei, the stall owner on the ninth floor of Qi Refining nearby, and immediately died down.

With the intention of retreating in his heart, Zhang San's mouth was not so hard. He waved his hands and said with a generous look: "Forget it, look at your young appearance, I'm afraid you are also a beginner. For the younger generation of Xiantu, I will not make things difficult for you."

Pretentiously, Zhang San continued, "Besides, I agreed to let you try the wind and thunder array. I am also half responsible for this matter. Well, you compensate me with fifty spirit stones, and this matter is over. ,how?"

After speaking, put on an appearance that you are taking advantage.

Chen Daoxuan almost laughed angrily at his rascal's appearance, shook his head and said, "No way!"

"Hey, you kid, I told you not to toast or eat fine wine!"

The bearded man threatened, "Don't think I can't teach you a lesson in Guang'an Mansion!"

After finishing speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, as if he wanted to teach Chen Daoxuan a lesson.

Unexpectedly, Chen Daoxuan looked at him quietly, unmoved at all.

Seeing him like this, this bearded man named Zhang San was sitting on wax.

Doing it in Xiancheng of Guang'an Prefecture means provoking the Zhou family of Guang'an Prefecture, and giving the bearded stall owner a hundred and eighty courage, he would not dare to do so.

Now, it's not right for him to do it, or not to do it, it's a dilemma.

Coupled with the constant booing from the people around, Zhang San felt like he was riding a tiger.

The scene was deadlocked.

Soon the disciples of the Zhou family patrolling and enforcing the law rushed over.

"Leave a way! Make a way!"

"Let Rang! The law enforcement team is here!"

"Give way!"

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After a while, two monks from the Zhou family's law enforcement team, wearing the green robes of the Fire Lingzhu, pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.

"What's going on? What are you two doing?"

Seeing the monks of the law enforcement team, the bearded stall owner's expression changed suddenly, and he quickly begged for mercy and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just playing around with this little brother!"

"is that so?"

The monks of the law enforcement team looked at Chen Daoxuan and asked.

Chen Daoxuan glanced at the bearded stall owner, saw his begging expression, nodded and said: "We had a little dispute over the price of the magic weapon, it's nothing serious."

The monks of the law enforcement team are not willing to pursue further if they see the owner of the incident and calm down.

Before leaving, the older monk of the law enforcement team warned the bearded stall owner: "Zhang San, don't cause trouble here, or your luck will not be as good as last time!"

"Yes yes yes! Zhang Sanxing's."

Nodding and bowing, Zhang San sent the two law enforcement monks away.

Seeing that there was no excitement, the crowd gradually dispersed, and the stalls around the stalls resumed their shouting.

"Brother, thank you just now!"

The bearded stall owner bowed his hands solemnly to Chen Daoxuan.

"Don't thank me in a hurry, let me ask you, where did you get this wind and thunder array?"

Chen Daoxuan pointed to the debris on the ground and asked.