C558 Do You Want to
C558 Do You Want to
Other than when he was in Shattered Star Pavilion, he had never seen so many cultivators gathered together, bargaining with each other.
Furthermore, the cultivators walking beside Chu Yan and Chu Yan right now were all itinerant cultivators, so they could wear all sorts of clothes. This made the two of them feel extremely surprised.
This kind of scene was completely different from the disciples that they saw wearing the same uniform when they were in the Shattered Star Pavilion.
After observing the crowd around him with interest for a while, Chu Yan started to leisurely stroll around the Water Bay Market.
This village had already been requisitioned by the cultivators. The rogue cultivators had set up stalls on both sides of the road.
Most of them were cultivators who sold goods. They placed what they wanted to sell on the stalls, and if anyone took a fancy to it, they could ask about the price.
However, this price was not fixed. It had to be negotiated between the two parties. They could use spirit stones to pay for it, or they could use items to exchange for items. It was an extremely free trade.
There were also a few cultivators who wanted to collect what they needed.
It was also a booth, so he could write down the type and quantity of the items he needed, accept the price, and then wait for someone to come knocking on his door.
As he walked, he would occasionally see cultivators haggling, contending with each other until their faces and necks were red. At this moment, if one ignored the fact that these people were all cultivators, and did not pay attention to the strange things in the stalls, Chu Yan would feel that he had arrived at a bustling market.
As he strolled along, Chu Yan naturally did not forget his purpose for coming here. He wanted to find seventy-five years old or more of Lingzhi with the naked eye, and the Fire Thunder Body that had refined the Chinese fir.
He and Jiang Panmeng both had things they needed to buy, and in order to save time, the two of them had to separate temporarily.
After walking for a while, just as Chu Yan was walking along the road in the middle of the stalls, a male cultivator with a waxy yellow face and carrying a scarf walked towards him.
The road was not wide to begin with, after the surrounding area was filled with stalls, it became even more crowded. Chu Yan was about to dodge to the side, but who knew that the male cultivator would actually walk straight towards him.
Chu Yan's expression did not change, but in his eyes, a stern light flashed past.
However, the male cultivator, who looked extremely weak and was holding onto a scarf, did not seem to have any evil intentions. He walked quickly until he was just a step away from Chu Yan, and suddenly stopped, and looked at Chu Yan with an expression that was akin to a shifty eye, and suddenly opened his mouth, revealing a cheap smile: "Young man, I have some good stuff here, do you want it?"
After saying that, he quickly pulled open the front of his robe, and then quickly covered it up like he was hiding a treasure, as if he was afraid that someone would see it.
However, although he was fast, Chu Yan was still able to see it clearly.
On the inside of this male cultivator's long robe, there were tens of extremely gorgeous picture books densely packed together. On the cover of the books, there were even some names that made one's imagination run wild, such as "Lady Cultivator Bai Jie" and the like.
"Young man, how is it? Do you want it? These are all exquisite books, and there is even a strand of telepathic thought from the painter inside to ensure that you truly feel the presence of one. As long as one set of two hundred and eighty-eight Spirit Money, and two hundred and eighty, how would that be, would you like it? " When he spoke, the male cultivator almost spat out his saliva.
"No." Chu Yan shook his head.
He was indeed not interested in this sort of thing.
However, the male cultivator felt that Chu Yan was being too expensive.
After all, in his opinion, how could such a hot-blooded young man not like such a good thing?
Seeing that Chu Yan was about to leave, he anxiously took a few steps forward, and followed beside Chu Yan, continuing to chatter non-stop: "If you think it's expensive, it's not that you can't negotiate, look, one for 28, if you buy two, I will only accept 500 Spirit Money s from you, how suitable that is, the point is that there is a divine intent inside, it's completely different from how you look at it simply, do you understand?"
This male cultivator was still talking non-stop, the hairs on his nose almost sticking out onto Chu Yan's face.
Just as he was about to push him away, Chu Yan's gaze swept across him and his heartstrings suddenly moved.
"Chinese fir!" Currently, a Chinese fir that was as thick as half of an adult's arm was clearly placed on the right side of the booth in front of Chu Yan.
Moreover, one part of the Chinese fir was charred black. It was obvious that it had been burned before.
At this moment, there were a few itineraries in front of the stall.
Chu Yan remained calm and slowly walked over.
The cultivator with the Chinese fir was a fatty who would laugh whenever she saw someone. Her face was full of fat, but a glint flashed across her eyes, indicating that he was definitely not as simple and honest as she looked on the surface.
The few rogue cultivators seemed to have chosen some items on the stall as they asked the fatty about the price.
After the two sides haggled for a while, the fatty waved his hand and the few rogue cultivators left unhappily, shaking their heads.
Seeing that the few of them did not buy the Chinese fir, Chu Yan heaved a sigh of relief.
This Chinese fir was a lot longer than he had expected. If it was used as a material to cultivate the perceptive eye, the effect would definitely be better than what he had expected.
If someone got there first, it would not be so easy for him to find a substitute here.
Chu Yan did not immediately walk over, but first went to the stall beside the fatty and pretended to choose items.
The male cultivator who was selling the strange book was blabbering on by Chu Yan's side. Right at that moment, the fat man suddenly pointed at the male cultivator: "You bastard, you lied again, do you believe that I won't throw you out of the Water Bay Market?"
Chu Yan raised his head, and looked at the fatty, he did not expect him to take the initiative and speak.
Then, he said to Chu Yan: "Little brother, don't be fooled. It's fine if the contents of this fellow's words are useless to cultivation, but there's even a barrier array hidden inside. But if you're not careful, the two hundred and eighty-eight Spirit Money that you paid him for became five hundred and eighty-eight.
"You … Stop spouting nonsense!" The man selling the book shouted in a hurry as his face turned red.
Judging from his current performance, what that fatty said just now was probably not a lie.
"Say one more word, I'll throw you out right now." Fatty crossed his arms and sneered coldly.
The male cultivator who was selling the book was clearly a person who acted tough but had weak intentions. He did not dare say anything else, and pointed at the fatty, then at Chu Yan: "You guys just wait for me!"
After saying that, he stomped his feet and dived into the crowd. In just a moment, he had disappeared.
"What does it have to do with me?" Chu Yan blinked his eyes.
Although this male cultivator made Chu Yan feel baffled, what he couldn't deny was that because of the other party's existence, Chu Yan now had the chance to chat with this fatty.