"That's it that I haven't paid yet? Since the spirit stone has not been paid yet, the transaction is not completed. So the owner of the goods should decide who to sell it now." Junxiu Young Master chuckled.

"Okay, who do you want to sell it to?!" the bald man shouted at the yellow-faced old man.

The old man with yellow face turned his eyes and said, "Of course, I will sell it to whoever bids higher."

The bald man was furious and wanted to reach out to grab the yellow-faced old man's collar. However, he seemed to think of something halfway through his hand, so he forced himself to take it back.

"You just said that this technique is a hundred spirit stones." The bald man said, and then he wanted to get the spirit stones from the storage bag.

"Brother, do you have bad ears or bad brains? Didn't this father-in-law just say that those with higher prices will get it? I'll pay 150 spirit stones." Junxiu's young master continued to shake the folding fan with his left hand, but he never put down the book in his right hand, which was obviously inevitable.

The bald man saw that he would not be able to do without increasing the price, so he gritted his teeth and said, "I will give out 180 spirit stones."

"two hundred."

“Two hundred and twenty.”

The handsome young man in "Three Hundred" is obviously rich and generous, and he has increased the price much more than the bald man.

The bald man stared at Junxiu Young Master for a long time, then a few words popped out from the cracks of his teeth: "You better not let me meet outside!" Then he angrily pushed away the onlookers and walked out.

Junxiu Young Master sneered, "I'm afraid you won't do it?" Then he handed over the spirit stone with the old man with yellow face and took the book "The Spirit of the Underworld" and left.

"What kind of martial arts is "The Underworld Spirit"? It's so expensive!" Shen Qian said in confusion.

A vulgar man with a deer-headed rat next to him looked at Shen Qian, and his eyes lit up suddenly, and he continued: "The Ming Ling Gong is the skill of ghost cultivator."

"The skills of ghost cultivators?" Shen Qian said in confusion.

"If it's convenient for fellow Taoists, how about we go there to talk?" the despicable man suggested.

Shen Qian nodded. He had already used the Qi-Looking Art to see the man's realm, only one level higher than himself. Moreover, this is the Xu family's market, and there are patrol guards everywhere. Just now, the bald man had the ninth level of Qi Refining and did not dare to cause trouble, let alone this vulgar man only had the fourth level of Qi Refining.

But even though that was the case, Shen Qian still used the shield technique before walking over with him.

When he arrived in a secluded corner, the vulgar man continued, "The ghost cultivation technique is the technique for ghost cultivation."

Shen Qian said: "I can think of this, but people may become ghosts after death. Can they ensure that they can become ghosts after death?"

The vulgar man smiled and said, "That's not the case. In fact, it's just a bet on a possibility. If you become a ghost, you can at least practice it. It's equivalent to having another lifetime, and the lifespan of a ghost cultivator is much longer than that of an ordinary monk. It's just that when you become a ghost cultivator, you will be cut off from the cycle of reincarnation and lose your next life, so most monks are still unwilling to follow the path of ghost cultivator."

"So that's it, I've been taught." Shen Qian bowed to the vulgar man.

"Fellow Daoist, you're polite." The vulgar man also gave a greeting.

Chen Qian looked at the vulgar man and suddenly said, "What's wrong with brother? You might as well say it clearly. I don't believe you just want me to come here just to say these words."

"Fellow Daoist looks like a torch. I really have something to look for you." The vulgar man said with a chuckling.

"So what's wrong with fellow Taoist?" Chen Qian asked lightly.

"I see that the fellow Taoist's heaven is full and the square pavilion is not something in the pool, and it will surely soar into the sky." The vulgar man suddenly became flattering, and Chen Qian felt goose bumps.

"If you have anything, just say it, don't beat around the bush." ​​Chen Qian began to speak rudely.

"That's right, I have a secret book passed down from generation to generation here, I want to sell it to you." said the vulgar man.

"Secret Book?" Chen Qian was a little confused for a moment and thought to himself: "This man specially brought himself over to sell me a secret book. He is not crazy, right? I am just a little monk at the third level of Qi refining and don't have many spirit stones. If I really have any good skills, shouldn't it be sold to monks who are eight, nine or even foundation-building?"

The vulgar man saw Chen Qian standing still and said, "You can take a look first before making a decision."

After saying that, he reached into his arms, took out a book that was two inches thick and handed it to Chen Qian.

Chen Qian took the book and saw the five big words "Shangqing Shenyuan Jue" written on the cover. After he opened it, his eyes lit up. This Shangqing Shenyuan Jue is actually a technique that can increase spiritual thoughts, and people who practice any technique can practice it, which means that this is a magical power.

Chen Qian couldn't help but wonder. Old Taoist Ping once told him that all aggressive magical powers are in the hands of sects and families. Although this "Shangqing Shenyuan Jue" is not an offensive magical power, the importance of divine thoughts is self-evident. The value of this secret book is by no means inferior to those offensive magical powers, but far above them.

"Fellow Taoist this secret book is so rare, why do you have to sell it to me? Isn't it profitable to sell it to those sects or families?" Chen Qian asked his own questions to the despicable man without hesitation.

"Fellow Daoist, take a closer look at the cover." The vulgar man sighed.

"Cover?" Chen Qian closed the "Shangqing Shenyuan Jue" and found that there were two small characters below the five big characters "Shangqing Shenyuan Jue".

"The "Shangqing Shenyuan Jue" originally had three volumes, but the second and third volumes were accidentally lost by the ancestors of the family. Now only the first volume is left." The vulgar man said in a tone of complaining to his ancestors.

"Those sects do not accept broken books, they are really unaware." The vulgar man continued to look down on the sects and families with short-sighted eyes.

"But even if there is only the first volume, you can practice alone, which is enough to increase your spiritual consciousness. Moreover, with the deep blessings of fellow Taoists, you will definitely find the other two volumes in the future and achieve the power of the world." The vulgar man added with a look of optimism and Chen Qian, and reached out to pat his shoulder to show his optimism.

Chen Qian took a step back and avoided the hand of the vulgar man, opened the "Shangqing Shenyuan Jue" again and read it carefully.

Sure enough, the general outline says that there are nine volumes of the Shangqing Shenyuan Jue, each volume is a layer of magic tricks. Each level of practice can increase the spiritual thoughts by one percentage. If you practice the first three levels of Shangqing Shenyuan Jue, you can increase the spiritual thoughts by 30%.

This made Chen Qian feel excited. When he got the gourd, his divine consciousness had increased by 30% out of thin air. If he practiced the first three levels of the magic technique of "Shangqing Shenyuan Jue", his divine consciousness would be 60% more than that of cultivators of the same level, which would be too great.
Chapter completed!