Master, he is too difficult

After finishing speaking, Mo Yu looked at Lin Qingran quietly, as if he would fight and kill.

Mo Yu was already good-looking, but this slightly stubborn expression at this moment made people inexplicably distressed.

For no reason, Lin Qingran thought of Mo Yu being controlled by a demon, and felt that she couldn't continue asking.

So Lin Qingran stood up and turned around: "Since you refuse to tell, then the teacher will have to tie you all the way to the Bodhi Temple."

"Yes, Master..." Mo Yu's voice was very calm, not only did he not express resentment, but he felt relieved.

Lin Qingran knew it was useless to talk at this moment, so she turned and left, and came to the deck.

The deck was in a mess. The scene of the fight with the phantom just now was like being demolished. A big hole was broken on the surface of the deck, and the spirit circle was also destroyed a lot, not to mention the dishes that fell on the deck.

Driving such a Lingyun boat to the Bodhi Temple to participate in the Buddha's Fate Conference is obviously contrary to the Wanhe Valley's face-to-face emphasized by the head.

Lin Qingran had no choice but to go get some materials to repair the big ship.

There are also spirit stones, which are also lost during the fight and need to be replenished.

These materials are not easy to collect. For example, the materials used in the Lingyun boat are all made of ancient ebony and gold stem ore fused with spirit stones.It would be impossible to collect this material and smelt it in a few years.

Spiritual stones are also very precious. Nowadays, the large spiritual veins in the world are occupied by big sects, and the small spiritual veins are occupied by some scattered immortals. It is impossible for ordinary people to get spiritual stones.

Fortunately, there is still Fangshi.

Some monks rely on mountains, so they have more ancient trees; some monks occupy the sea, so they have more sea treasures.The materials in these monks' hands are innumerable, and they can't use them up; and some of the materials they want cannot be obtained, so the trading market came into being.

Fangshi is the collective name for this kind of trading market. The location of Dafang is uncertain, and the place is not fixed. Generally, various sects will come forward to host it. Most of the monks who come to Dafang will have strange treasures. If there are things, they will use the treasures they bring to exchange with others.

This kind of transaction is a bit like going to the market, setting up a stall, and second-hand idle fish.

The Buddha Fate Conference that Lin Qingran went to this time is a big square that is held only once every five years in the cultivation world. The host is Master Wu Nian, and the venue is naturally the Bodhi Temple.

As for the small workshops, there are some trading places that exist all year round. Most of them will have the commonly used magic weapons and equipment needed by the monks. They will receive some magic medicines and sell some magic weapons.

This kind of small workshop is somewhat similar to the shopping malls in the market outlook.

However, they are all commonly used ordinary goods, and there are very few top-grade treasures.

The ancient ebony and gold stem mines that Lin Qingran needs to repair the hull are expensive, but they are not rare. Going to the small workshop in the city to buy them is the best choice.

It's just that the money to buy things is a big problem!

In the previous life, the renminbi was the best to use, and the U.S. dollar was also okay.

But in this world, the only thing that can be used as hard currency, and no amount of it is too much, is only one thing - Lingshi!

There are three types of spiritual stones: high, medium and low. The more spiritual power contained in the same volume, the better.

Black gold wood is very expensive, the size of a palm, and the market price is 5 high-level spirit stones; Lin Qingran calculated the area to be repaired, starting with ten square meters...

As for the gold stem mine, the price is even more astonishing.One gram needs 20 high-level spirit stones; while Lin Qingran needs at least 100 grams;

There are also spirit stones needed to repair the hull itself...

Lin Qingran made a rough calculation, this time repairing the hull will probably need more than 3000 high-level spirit stones.

Coupled with the Lingshi consumed by Lin Qingran in the battle...

Nearly four thousand!

What is the concept of so many high-level spirit stones?It is equivalent to three years of expenses for an ordinary small cultivation sect!

After Lin Qingran had done the calculations, she was in a bad mood!

The higher the cultivation base, the greater the destructive power, and the more money will be spent!

It seems that in the future, we should try our best to avoid fighting in our own territory. If we break other people's things, we can do it without compensation if we are arrogant enough.But destroying my own home... Whether it is looking at the dilapidated ruins and continuing to live, or spending money to repair and rebuild, it hurts a lot!

Lin Qingran was deeply hurt when he saw that there were more than 20 high-level spirit stones and more than 500 middle-level spirit stones left in the storage bag.

Only before leaving the door, one or two of the thousand-year-old medicinal materials given by the head were sold and replaced with spirit stones.

Although this is not very good, it is better than driving a tattered Lingyun boat with a big hole in the deck to participate in the Buddha's Fate Conference.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingran felt that Mo Yu's inner demon was even more hateful!

Its walls, boats, and tentacles are all hidden in its merits and fame;

But I got a whole lot of debt!

Lin Qingran took a deep look at Mo Yu who was still bound by the magic rope, and really wanted to take Mo Yu out and sell it for money.

"It's fine if you don't want to tell me the ins and outs of your inner demon, but if your inner demon comes out again, don't blame me for being rude!" Lin Qingran said viciously.

Mo Yu was frightened by Lin Qingran's vicious look, and repeatedly said, Master, you can tie me up, as long as the sky and forever!

Lin Qingran's long eyebrows raised slightly, holding a white jade abacus: that's natural!

Three days later, Lin Qingran finally came to Huayao City, which was nearby. He stopped outside the city, put Lingyun Boat in his sleeve, and brought Moyu into the city.

Because Mo Yu was tied with a magic rope, it was not convenient for him to walk, so Lin Qingran hired a carriage to hold the two of them.

Seeing that the coachman looked like two immortals, he thought that the immortals are not short of money, and the opportunity to make a fortune has come.

It was two taels of silver when he opened his mouth. Lin Qingran was calm and breezy, and he bargained in a fairy-like manner: "When I used to walk around in the world, a carriage cost only thirty copper plates. Why do you want two taels of silver?"

The coachman was dumbfounded: "Thirty copper coins, isn't it too little? Immortals, you don't know. Now, unlike previous years, this year there is a severe drought in the east, a plague in the west, war in the south, and an earthquake in the north. The emperor has come and gone to change several of them." , Thirty copper plates are not enough!!"

Lin Qingran knew that the coachman was telling the truth, the world is not peaceful nowadays, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to survive.

But the Immortal's family didn't have any surplus food, so they had to save as much as they could: "Then let's get fifty copper coins. If it doesn't work, then I'll find another place!"

Saying to go.

The coachman quickly grabbed Lin Qingran: "Fifty is fifty..."

Lin Qingran took Mo Yu into the carriage, and the master and apprentice sat together in the narrow carriage, which was quite crowded.

Mo Yu had never been to the city before, and originally wanted to wander around.But the master was stingy all of a sudden, and since he was cracking with an abacus two days ago, he didn't look good on himself when he came back.

Although Mo Yu didn't know why his master didn't favor him all of a sudden, but he also knew how to read his words, so he was very obedient and honest, and didn't look around.

However, Lin Qingran had never seen an ancient city, so she opened the curtain slightly in the car and looked out.

I only saw pedestrians on the street, all of them were different, there were poor and hard-working peddlers, there were also young ladies and gentlemen in rich clothes, and there were even people from the rivers and lakes with long swords.

Of course, there would occasionally be one or two cultivators who were surrounded by immortal energy, especially extraordinary cultivators, standing out from the crowd.

Lin Qingran silently calculated in his heart that there would be one cultivator out of an average of two to three hundred people, and most of them were first-timers in the Qi Refining Stage, and few of them were above the Foundation Establishment Stage.

And the purpose of these qi refining period monks here is the same as Lin Qingran's - to buy things.

It seems that there is basically no danger.

Lin Qingran ordered the coachman to pull him into a shop in the city called Baoling Pavilion.At the gate, the master and apprentice got out of the car, Mo Yu was wearing a veiled hat, and the green gauze on the hat dragged to his feet, covering him all over.

As soon as he entered, he consciously stood still in the corner, quietly waiting for Lin Qingran.

Lin Qingran greeted the shopkeeper of Baoling Pavilion, and the two went inside to bargain and buy things.

There are a lot of materials in this Baoling Pavilion, and Lin Qingran has everything he wants.They also have a forging workshop, which can specialize in repairing various magic weapons.A refining room is also provided, which can be repaired by monks in need.

Lin Qingran first slashed the price, and then took out the thousand-year-old herb he had brought.

Seeing the shopkeeper's eyes shining, Lin Qingran knew that the financial problem could be temporarily alleviated...

In the end, before Lin Qingran could negotiate the price with the shopkeeper, a voice suddenly came from outside.

It's Moyu's voice! !

In Mo Yu's voice, there was faint anger: "Girl, please respect yourself!"

Lin Qingran was afraid that Mo Yu would get into trouble and beat Baoling Pavilion, and he would lose money again!

So he rushed out, only to see a woman in a goose yellow dress leaning towards Mo Yu's arms.

While arching, he blinked his big shining and innocent eyes: "Young master, I... I really sprained my ankle!"

Mo Yu moved back, and the beauty jumped forward, just in time to land firmly in Mo Yu's arms.

The beauty's fragrant shoulders were half exposed, and she smiled sweetly: "Master, why are you hiding from my slave?"

Mo Yu frowned: "Girl, please respect yourself!"

The woman said sweetly: "I just can't respect myself! Little brother, why are you wearing such a long veiled hat?"

As she spoke, she reached out to remove Mo Yu's veil, Mo Yu was bound by the magic rope, unable to dodge, the beauty tore off the veil.

Showing an astonishing beauty, and the red ropes tied around the wrists and ankles.

The beautiful woman's eyes were originally pure and innocent, but at this moment they suddenly lighted up, she stretched out her hand to hook Mo Yu's chin with a smile, and sighed: "My lord... so you like to play this trick!"

Where did Mo Yu encounter such a battle, his face flushed with anxiety, and when he saw Lin Qingran coming out, he seemed to have seen a savior, and immediately shouted: "Master! Master, save me..."

The beauty turned her eyes and looked at Lin Qingran.

And Lin Qingran, also at this moment, saw the woman's face clearly.

There is a tear mole in the corner of the eye, and the tip of the brow is full of amorous feelings.

Although he was dressed like a beautiful girl, his size 42 shoes betrayed his true identity.

This person is not an ordinary girl at all!

In the original book, the well-known women's clothing tycoon on the list——Zhao Taoyao!

Of course, it was also Mo Yu's attack.

Mo Yu's attack... is molesting Mo Yu...

Should I see no evil, or should I go up and stop it?

Before Lin Qingran could think clearly, Zhuo Taoyao showed surprise, covered her pink lips, and sighed in a low voice: "Master, you look so good too!"