A gray storage bag was thrown in front of the young monk and said lightly:

"Calculate it!"

The young monk did not hesitate about this, and his divine thoughts spread out, covering the storage bag, as if he was counting it.

Less concealed!

The young monk nodded!

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng was not surprised and left the stall the next moment.

At this time, the young monk looked at the departure back and shouted:

"Don't pay the storage bag back to you yet!"

Hearing words.

Cheng Buzheng's steps did not stop at all, and then a clear voice came.

"This storage bag is given to my friend!"

The words are over.

Cheng Buzheng's figure disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people.

On the other side.

The young monk who was happy that a deal was completed suddenly heard a sigh in his ears.

"My friend, are you losing a lot?"

The person speaking was an old man with a dark face and white hair. At this time, he walked over and looked at the young stall owner with regret.

Hearing words.

The young monk froze and then frowned, "Brother Dao, why did you say this?"

Seeing this.

The old man looked at the young monk who still didn't understand and said:

"You little friend, you're out of sight. Purple leaf ginseng is a first-level medium-grade spiritual medicine. It is purple in color, with leaves as small as valleys and roots as silk. These are the characteristics of purple leaf clover!"

Not bad!

He didn't misunderstand it!

A look of doubt flashed in the young monk's eyes.

I saw the old man with dark and white hair noticed the confusion in the other person's eyes, shook his head, glanced at the monk watching, and said lightly:

"However, this is just one of the many characteristics of purple leaf ginseng!"

After a moment of talking, I paused, and then looked at the young monk and said:

"You have noticed that the surface texture of the purple leaf ginseng you sold just now is slightly thicker than that of the ordinary purple leaf ginseng, and has fewer patterns!"

Hearing words.

The young stall owner smiled and said:

"This should be normal!"

"It is inevitable that there are many factors such as different climates, environments, etc.,"

"How is it possible? All purple leaf ginseng looks the same!"

At this time.

The monks watching said:

"Yes, different factors may also cause this phenomenon!"

"This statement makes sense. Such changes are very common among first-level spiritual medicine!"

·····

See this.

The dark old Taoist looked dark and said directly:

"madness!"

"Do you know the characteristics of the second-level top-grade treasure medicine and the Tianling Purple Ginseng?"

Hearing words.

The monks watching kept silent, including the young stall owner.

Obviously.

This kind of knowledge has touched their blind spots.

It can also be seen from this that the old man with a dark face has a knowledge of spiritual medicine that is definitely not comparable to ordinary low-level cultivators.

At this time.

A voice sounded among the many monks watching.

"Brother Dao, is it possible that the purple leaf ginseng sold at this stall just now is the second-level top-grade treasure medicine Tianling Purple ginseng?"

"Not bad!" the old man nodded:

"It's this treasure medicine, what a pity!"

After the words came, the old man left the place with a sigh of regret.

Obviously.

The old man left with regret because he found out that he was one step late!

If he had discovered it first, maybe he wouldn't be in this mood if he left at this moment, right?

On the other side.

Many monks watching looked at them sympathetically, and the young monks with a somewhat dull expression left one after another.

Less tilt.

It seemed as if the young stall owner who had just come to his senses looked at the storage bag in his hand with hatred.

What is the difference between the first-level spiritual medicine and the second-level treasure medicine?

Value is completely incomparable.

Obviously, at this moment, he seemed to know why the other party was so generous that he didn't even want the storage bag and ran away quickly?

A gloomy aura emerged in his heart, and the young stall owner was no longer in the mood to set up a stall.

Immediately.

He took away the spiritual objects on the stall and left with a depressed mood.
Chapter completed!