Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

Perhaps because masks are too expensive, not many people in the valley wear masks, only about 20%.

Chu Wen looked at all the stalls from beginning to end.

Most of the stalls sell talismans and spiritual materials, but there are also some that sell magical tools, elixirs, monster skins, and inner elixirs.

Most of the items sold here were of low quality and cheap, and Chu Wen didn’t see anything he liked.

Walking to the innermost of the black market, I found an information exchange station where many independent cultivators formed teams to dig for spiritual herbs or to kill monsters.

After looking around, Chu Wen found that these independent cultivators were really poor, which made him lose interest in becoming an urban management officer.

He walked back and forth in the black market for several times, but still didn't see the Taoist Xuanhe.

Chu Wen, who was not very interested, suddenly remembered the golden elixir. Since the gourd could absorb human golden elixir, it should be able to absorb demon golden elixir as well.

He came to a street stall where there was a demon pill and some demon bones and skins for sale. It was obvious that this casual cultivator had killed a demon beast.

"How much is this magic pill?" Chu Wen asked, squatting down.

The stall owner was an elderly cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Upon seeing a customer coming to his stall, he quickly replied:

"Fellow Daoist, this is a third-level demon pill. It can be used for alchemy or cultivation. In order to obtain it, I spent a full five fire talismans and three shield talismans. The price is fifty miscellaneous spirit stones. No bargaining."

"If I were to pay with all four-element mixed spirit stones, how much would it cost?"

The reason why Chu Wen asked this was because Mingde Sanren said that most black market transactions used five-element mixed spirit stones.

The old Taoist thought for a moment and said, "At least thirty."

The price was indeed not expensive. Chu Wen was too lazy to bargain. He simply reached into his sleeve and summoned spirit stones from his storage ring to pay the bill.

After getting the magic pill, Chu Wen was worried that Hua Yanqiaoyu would be sad when seeing it.

So he first summoned a cloth bag to put the demon pill in, then secretly put it into the gourd and observed it carefully.

After just a few breaths, the demon pill began to emit four-colored spiritual energy.

I saw that part of the four-colored spiritual energy was absorbed by the four walls of the gourd, and the rest floated in the gourd for a while, and then automatically differentiated into five colors, and then slowly faded until it disappeared.

Sure enough!

Chu Wen was delighted.

He hurriedly searched carefully at each stall and bought all the demon pills on the stalls in the valley.

A total of one fourth-level demon pill, one third-level demon pill, and three second-level demon pills were obtained.

He put all the demon pills into the cloth bag inside the gourd and found that each demon pill emitted different spiritual energy, but they would all be evenly converted into five-color spiritual energy by the gourd.

In this way, as long as there is enough spiritual energy in the gourd, the poetic and picturesque ideas and sweet talk only need to stay in the gourd to speed up the cultivation, and no high-quality spirit stones are needed anymore.

In this way, Chu Wen's burden was greatly reduced, making him very happy.

The six demon pills cost a total of 183 four-element miscellaneous spirit stones.

There are only 60 miscellaneous spirit stones and 118 low-grade spirit stones left in the gourd.

At this time, Chu Wen really wanted to find Taoist Xuanhe to purchase goods.

But how can we lure out Taoist Xuanhe and take away his spirit stones reasonably?

Chu Wen was thinking while walking in the black market.

Walking to a deserted street stall at the outermost edge, Chu Wen saw that there was only an object as thick as a finger on the stall, nothing else, and no one was interested in it.

Chu Wen asked curiously: "What is this?"

The seller was a middle-aged cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining. Seeing that a customer had finally arrived, he quickly replied:

"This item is a treasure for cultivation. It has the effect of calming the mind and concentrating the soul. If you keep using it, your cultivation will be twice as effective with half the effort."

Chu Wen thought of Xiangjun in the gourd when he heard this. He squatted down and took a look. He saw that the object looked like jade but was not jade. He used the Qi-gazing technique to see that there was a faint light emanating from it. He asked curiously:

"How to use this?"

The man replied: "You can wear it on your body or hold it in your hand."

"Can I give it a try?"

"No!" the man refused.

Chu Wen saw that the man had a treacherous look on his face and his eyes flickered while he spoke, so he was most likely a liar.

So he showed little interest and stood up and asked, "How are they sold?"

"Three hundred miscellaneous spirit stones, no bargaining."

Upon hearing this, Chu Wen turned around and was about to leave.

The man saw that Chu Wen was wearing a mask and was probably a wealthy man, so he quickly said, "Wait a minute, Taoist friend."

Seeing Chu Wen turning around, the man lowered his voice and said mysteriously:

"To be honest, I got this item from a tomb I robbed. It can not only help the living to practice, but also help the dead souls to be reborn and scare away all the ghosts."

Chu Wen saw that the man didn't seem to be lying, so he replied, "In that case, let me give it a try. If it's really as you say, I'll buy it."

The man hesitated for a while, but still picked up the object and handed it to Chu Wen.

Chu Wen put his hand into his sleeve, secretly put the object into the gourd, and placed it in front of Xiangjun who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Sister, I have something here. Take a look and see if you like it. If you like it, I will buy it for you."

Xiangjun opened her eyes upon hearing this, and as soon as she saw the object she exclaimed, "Buddha's bone relic!"

"Relics? This is the relics?"

Chu Wen had some knowledge of relics in his previous life, but this was the first time he saw the real thing.

"It is the Buddha's bone relic! This is a sacred object of Buddhism. Where did you get it?" Xiangjun asked in surprise.

"How much spirit stones is this worth?" Chu Wen asked hurriedly.

"I heard that the Buddha's bone relics are the result of a high monk's life-long efforts when he passed away. Buddhism is in decline now, and it is extremely difficult to produce. I have never seen them for sale, so I have no way to estimate their value." Xiangjun replied excitedly.

Buddha bone relics are the most precious treasures for cultivation that all ghost cultivators strive for.

Ghosts can not only use the relics to connect the yin and yang worlds, but also absorb the energy of the relics to accelerate their cultivation.

It can also be used to resolve obsessions in one's heart and purify oneself, which can be of great help to ghost cultivators in breaking through the realm.

Seeing Xiangjun's excited expression, Chu Wen knew that this item would be useful to her, so he said:

"In that case, please wait a moment, I will buy it for you."

Xiangjun stood up excitedly when she heard that.

Chu Wen took out the relic, played with it carelessly in his hand for a while, then put on a look of disdain and said to the stall owner:

"Cheaper."

"You are a good judge of goods, fellow Daoist. Two hundred and eighty is the lowest."

Finally someone was willing to buy this thing that was completely useless for spiritual practice, and that person could hardly hide his excitement.

"Twenty low-grade spirit stones. I don't want any more." Chu Wen replied.

"make a deal!"

Unexpectedly, the man agreed immediately.

Chu Wen was stunned and felt very regretful, sighing that he was still too naive.

He took out the spirit stone from his Qiankun Ring to pay the bill, turned and left the stall, secretly put the relic into a gourd, and presented it to Xiangjun.

"Sister, I bought this relic and gave it to you."

Xiangjun held the relic excitedly and held it tightly against her chest.

"Thank you, sir. I don't know how many spirit stones you spent. I will definitely pay you back in the future."

"What's the point of talking about spirit stones between us? If you really want to thank me, just call me brother."

Chu Wen climbed up the pole.

Xiangjun hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice with a hint of shyness: "Thank you, brother."

"Haha, you're welcome, you're welcome. As long as you're happy, I'll pick all the stars in the sky for you."

Xiangjun was moved when she heard this, and tears slowly welled up in her eyes.

She used to be a little wary of Chu Wen. After all, they were just casual acquaintances and had no feelings for each other.

But this Buddhist treasure is priceless, and Chu Wen bought it for himself just to be called his younger brother.

Xiangjun accepted this kindness.

"Thank you, brother."

Xiangjun called him "brother" sincerely.

Chu Wen bought a beautiful sister with twenty low-grade spirit stones. He was in a good mood, his face was full of smiles, and he walked with the wind.

In fact, whether he is called master or young master, Chu Wen doesn’t care as long as he calls him sincerely.

The reason why he didn't like Xiangjun calling him Young Master was that he didn't like the distant tone in her words.

Xiangjun