Ding Xing asked the young man: "What do you think of my wine?"

The young man looked sore: "This wine can make my bookworms dizzy. It is the insect-killing treasure I need, but the price is too expensive!"

Ding Xing said seriously: "There is a reason for being expensive. My wine is to use alcohol to kill insects and can be used repeatedly. If you deal with demon insects all year round, you should be able to see this characteristic! A jar of wine can be worth five incense sticks!"

The young man immediately questioned: "The fragrance can confuse all the insects. How many kinds of demon insects can your wine confuse? You also said that there are not many kinds of demon insects that are confuse. Your spiritual wine is flawed and it is not worth the price of thirty spirit stones!"

This is Ding’s plan before waking up, exaggerating the flaws of Lingjiu so as not to buy wine buyers to snatch the wine recipe at any cost.

But his experience in dealing with monks is still insufficient.

He did not need to be wary of casual cultivators in a realm like Jiuzhuangji, because casual cultivators are more low-key than him and are more afraid of causing trouble than him. No transaction will be exposed to outsiders.

Besides, it was useless for the casual cultivator to steal his wine recipe. They only had ready-made wine.

The young man slowly tested Ding Xing’s bottom line: “Your spiritual wine is not only expensive, but also too small. I haven’t come to Jiuzhuang to gather for several years. This time I made a special trip. I urgently need insect-killing treasures. If you only have this jar of wine, it’s not worth my collection!”

Ding Xing thought to himself, he actually thought there was little? Is this person bragging?

Just now, Ding Xing saw that he had bargained with several customers, and each piece of spirit stone was arguing to the end. He must not be a rich family. It was already the limit to purchase at most two or three jars of wine. He could not have said such a big tone.

Ding Xing judged that this was a price-squeeze strategy and said, "Fellow Daoist, how many knives do you want? Please report a number!"

The young man was quite happy when he heard this: "I just said that if I need insect-killing treasures in urgent need, of course, the more you have, the better. How many jars do you have, I will collect you!"

He saw Ding Xing suddenly fell silent and smiled and approached: "My dojo is located in Juanchen Mountain. Because I used a sniper magic tool, my colleagues nearby called me "Yijian Taoist". What do you call me?"

"My surname is Muye!"

"Makino? The children of Qianhack Furniture Village?"

"This has nothing to do with our deal!"

"That's right! Then tell me, how many jars of insect-killing wine do you have?"

"Are you sure you can complete the transaction? I only want the spirit stone!"

After hearing this, the Taoist cutter said anxiously: "Our world of immortal cultivation is not the mortal world. Spiritual stones are things of cultivation, not money. How can there be only spiritual stones? In the Juanchen Mountains, fellow practitioners generally exchange treasures for treasures. Don't worry, the treasures I have produced will make you moved and satisfy you!"

Before he woke up, Ding divided the "Zeng'er Tears" he had cultivated into twenty cauldrons. This was because he judged that a single monk could not eat too much, so he divided it into small portions.

But if you meet a wealthy buyer and buy all of them in one go, it would be great, and Ding Xing saves trouble.

He asked, "I said I have twenty jars, can you buy them?"

The Taoist cutter immediately closed his eyebrows and thought to himself that Ding Xing offered thirty spirit stones per jar, and twenty jars were 600 spirit stones. Even if Ding Xing was willing to reduce the price at the discretion, it would not be much lower, because Ding Xing's spiritual wine would not have to worry about the sale. The gardeners of major fairy farms would fight to buy this kind of wine. The reason why Ding Xing came to a random cultivator for a deal was that he would not want to cause trouble.

Seeing that he had been thinking about it, Ding Xing didn't speak or urged him.

At this time, Ding Xing had already realized that Yijian Taoist was a sincere buyer, and this business might be completed.

"The number of twenty jars is indeed a bit too large, but I may not be able to afford it!"

A Taoist shaking his cuffs, lifted a piece of three-inch paper man with one palm, and pointed at him, "This is a top-quality magic weapon! This treasure alone is worth at least ten jars of spiritual wine!"

Ding Xing often asks Meng Changjun about common sense about magic weapons. The best magic weapons are all used by seniors in the Xuanfei period, and the prices are basically above 500 spirit stones.

The price of Yijian Taoist is so low because the Bing magic weapon is flawed and the paper man lacks an arm.

But even if it is complete, Ding Xing was not moved. "The best magic weapons are all used by seniors in the Xuanfei stage. The monks in the Qi training stage cannot sacrifice them at all. Your treasure is useless to me!"

What level of cultivation is in and what quality of magic weapons to use? If you use it above the level, your magic power will be drained in one breath and you will suffer from it. With Ding Xing's current cultivation level, it is most suitable for him to use medium-grade magic weapons, and it will be difficult for him to use high-grade magic weapons.

Yi Jian Taoist said hurriedly: "Don't be anxious! This baby is like your spiritual wine, and has a defect, but this defect will help you!"

He raised a finger and pointed to the sky: "This treasure is called the 'Paper Soldier under the Moon'. The moon does not have its spiritual hiddenness. The moon rises and it shows its power. When the moon rises and hangs in the sky, monks like you who are in the middle stage of Qi training can also sacrificially. Once it exerts its power, one punch can blow the old monks in the late stage to vomit blood. The key is that it can turn into a guard and defend you without fear of death!"

These remarks aroused Ding Xing's interest.

Two years ago, he speculated that there would be war when the Jinlu ceremony was held. A short axe alone could not protect him in a good way, but if a paper man was added that was equivalent to a top-quality magic weapon, it would be completely different.

But this paper man can only be used at night. If the war happens during the day, it will still be useless.

"I want to verify!"

After thinking for a while, Ding Xingru said.

"But!" Yi Jian Taoist also said: "The market is open at night, so we can wait forever! It just so happens that I also want to verify your spiritual wine. Any jar must confuse the bookworms. This is an important matter that concerns my life and life!"

The purpose of his purchase of spiritual wine was like just to deal with bookworms.

As Ding Xing knows, bookworms are only born in the dead poles of some kind of spiritual trees, or in some kind of spiritual paper.

Yi Jian Taoist raised a group of bookworms and treasured dolls made of spiritual paper. Is there anything wrong with the two? Paper treasures are extremely rare in the world of immortal cultivation, and the refining techniques have been lost. At least no sect in the Wei Kingdom has inherited this method. Yi Jian Taoist is a casual cultivator, and the chance of being passed down is even smaller, so he is very likely to have accidentally found this paper treasure during an adventure.

Of course, every monk has their secrets. Ding Xing would not go into it. He was just curious for a moment! Yijian Taoist would not explore where his spiritual wine came from!

Both of them take the need for this transaction.

By the evening, Taoist Yijian had already tried all the twenty jars of Ding Xing's wine.

After the moonrises, Ding Xing also began to verify the paper soldiers.

As Yi Jian Taoist said, under the illumination of the night moonlight, Ding Xing could easily mobilize the paper soldiers, but the strength of the moonlight determines the power of the paper soldiers.

If it is a clear day, especially on a full moon night, the magical power of the paper soldiers can reach its peak, but if the moonlight is blocked in the cloudy weather, the paper soldiers will not be much stronger than Ding Xing's short axe.
Chapter completed!