Han Yun walked on the streets of Chicheng with a dowl, and there were quite a few pedestrians on the street, mostly in groups of three people and five people walking together, with a sense of courage. Of course, there were also many mysterious cultivators like Han Yun who were single and wrapped in a cloak.

Yipin Pavilion is the largest spiritual medicine store in Chicheng, and its business is very popular. The bleeding-stop pills, blood coagulation pills, and Qi dispersion are very popular. Most of the people who buy these drugs are from the beast hunting team. They fight monsters all year round, and these things are consumed very quickly. Han Yun glanced at the golden-painted blue-bottom sign, tightened his cloak and walked in.

The layout of this pavilion is somewhat similar to that of Juyuan Building of the Kumu Sect. The spiritual pills and elixirs are placed on different floors according to the ranks of the product. Han Yun glanced at the first floor and found that there were hundreds of cultivators in form. Some were purchasing spiritual pills, while others were selling the collected spiritual pills, and they spoke very roughly and vigorously. Han Yun walked towards the second floor, and there were relatively few people here. Han Yun pretended to be a walk and went straight to the fifth floor.

The area here is much narrower, and there are only more than ten fifth-grade spiritual medicines sold. These spiritual medicines are placed in the jade box, and a floating array is added ingeniously. The jade box floats in the air, and the arrogant ones do not have a defensive light shield. This thing will be alarmed if you touch it a little, and the big array outside the building of the Yipin Pavilion will be opened, and a large number of masters will immediately come to catch turtles in the jar. This type of medicine can be prosperous in Chicheng. A discerning person can tell at a glance that it is Chicheng's own industry. No one who is not open-eyed dares to make trouble in the Yipin Pavilion.

Han Yun looked at several kinds of spiritual medicines and was defeated by the price of one million. A fifth-grade snake plate blood lotus in the Tianchen Realm only has ten to twenty thousand spirit stones per plant, and the price here is 1.7 million spirit stones. Han Yun cursed inwardly: "His uncle, why not grab it!"

Han Yun walked around and wanted to go to the sixth floor of the highest floor, but was stopped by two cultivators in the corridor. Both cultivators had the middle stage of foundation building cultivation, one of whom said in a humble and arrogant manner: "Only the guests from this pavilion can go up on the sixth floor, fellow Taoists please show your identity jade talisman!"

Han Yun was stunned for a moment, pressed his voice a little older, and said indifferently: "Your identity jade talisman must be there to go to the sixth floor? Your first-grade Pavilion is quite stunning!"

The cultivator frowned and said with a slightly cold face: "This is the provision of this cabinet, please forgive me!"

Han Yunwei snorted and said, "What conditions are needed to be considered a VIP in your First Pin Pavilion?"

The two cultivators' eyes lit up and they thought to themselves: "Are you misunderstood? Only the old thing in the middle stage of foundation building is the famous master?"

The two of them changed into a respectful expression and said, "As long as you spend 50 million spirit stones in this cabinet, you can get a VIP jade talisman from this cabinet, so that you can be qualified to go to the sixth floor!"

Han Yun almost bit his tongue and said to himself: "Your uncle, it's costing 50 million spirit stones to allow you to go to the sixth floor. This rank pavilion is domineering enough!"

"Cough!" Han Yun coughed lightly and said coldly: "It's a drop in the bucket for me just a few tens of millions of spirit stones, but you are afraid that there are not so many things worth buying from Yipin Pavilion!" After that, he turned around and walked downstairs.

The two cultivators looked at each other. The old man said so arrogantly, and he didn't know whether it was true or not, so he had to smile and watch Han Yun leave. He thought that he was carrying 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, even if he was not a big rich, he would still be a small rich man. Unexpectedly, he was just a poor and lower-middle peasant, and he couldn't afford a fifth-grade spiritual medicine. It was so deceptive. Han Yun left the first-grade Pavilion in disappointment, walked around the streets, and saw a weapon refining shop called "Chengxinfang". The store was very grand and the popularity was not bad.

Han Yun walked in, and immediately a girl in green greeted her enthusiastically, and smiled sweetly, "Does this senior want to customize treasures or buy ready-made ones? Our Craftsman House has all kinds of treasures and flying swords!"

The girl's bright eyes are kind and her voice is sweet, which makes people feel comfortable and pleasing to the eye. Han Yun couldn't help but take a look more and smiled and said, "I want to buy a spiritual treasure, do you have one here?"

Wow!

As soon as this said, he immediately attracted all the eyes around him. Did this kid eat garlic? He asked for spiritual treasures as soon as he opened his mouth. The girl in green was stunned and smiled and said, "Sorry, there is no spiritual treasure for sale in this shop, which disappointed the young master!"

The girl in green heard that Han Yun's voice was not old, so she changed her word to call Han Yun the young master. Han Yun pretended to be disappointed and said, "No, I want to buy a few more pieces to play with. I'll go to another place to find it!"

Damn! So arrogant! This kid is obviously here to show off, or he is sick!

The girl in green couldn't help but wonder, bit her red lips and said, "Young Master, stay there, there is no treasure-level treasure shop, but there may be a gold-level treasure-level one. This requires you to ask the shopkeeper. If you are interested, you can give it a while!"

"Although the ingot level is almost the same, it's okay. I'll meet your shopkeeper!" Old god Han Yun said authentically. The people in the hall unknowingly raised their ears. It seemed that this guy was not sick, but the second generation ancestor of a big family. Everyone glanced at Han Yun, but unfortunately Han Yun was wrapped in a cloak and could not see his true face.

The girl in green was secretly happy and said to herself: "It seems that she met a big customer today!"

So he smiled even sweeter, his waist was swaying lightly, and his slender hands made a gesture of invitation and said, "Please come with me, young master!"

Han Yun followed the girl in green to a living room in the backyard. The girl in green presented fairy tea and said with a smile: "Young master wait for a moment, the shopkeeper will arrive soon!" After saying that, he retired respectfully.

Han Yun took a sip of Xianling Tea, and felt the fragrance remained on his lips and teeth, and a stream of spiritual energy penetrated his lungs. It was indeed a top-notch.

A moment later, a middle-aged cultivator in gray and black robe walked in briskly from outside the door and said with a smile: "Let fellow Taoists wait for a long time!"

Han Yun said calmly: "The shopkeeper came quickly and took a sip of the teaman!"

The middle-aged cultivator is Pi Qiu, the shopkeeper of the Craftsmanship House. Someone has reported to him that Han Yun wanted to buy spiritual treasures as soon as he opened his mouth, so he rushed over without the girl in green reporting him.

"Haha, it's good that you didn't let the distinguished guests wait for a long time. What do you call fellow Taoist Pi Qiu, the shopkeeper of Craftsman House?" Pi Qiu sat down opposite Han Yun with a smile, making people feel like seeing Mu Chun.

"This young master's surname is Yun, and his name is Han!" Han Yun bowed slightly and said. Pi Qiu hurriedly bowed and replied: "It turns out to be Mr. Yun. I heard that the young master is interested in buying treasures of ingot level?"

"Oh? Who said that I am going to buy ingots?" Han Yun pretended to be stupid. Pi Qiu was stunned and slightly angry. However, he was accustomed to the wind and waves, and soon returned to normal. He smiled and said, "Maybe Pi had heard it wrong, so why did Mr. Yun come from?"

Han Yun put down the teacup and said three simple words: "Sell things!"

Pi Qiu's heart moved, his face became serious, and he said to himself: "This person asked to buy spiritual treasures. Is it just to lure me out? Then what he wants to sell must be a big deal!"

"I wonder what Mr. Yun wants to sell?" Pi Qiu asked slightly. Han Yun glanced around, and his carefulness even mobilized Pi Qiu's interest and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Mr. Yun, although this shop is relaxed on the surface, it is actually very cautious, and honest and trustworthy, and will never reveal any information about customers!"

Seeing that Han Yun was still hesitant, Pi Qiu said one after another: "I'm not afraid to say it directly. The backing of this fang is Obsidian City. No one dares to go to this fang to play wild. Don't worry, Mr. Yun!"

Han Yun's heart moved. It seemed that he had found the right place this time. Obsidian City is also a major force in the Five Elements Realm, not weaker than Chiyan City. If the two major forces fight, they will be lively.

Han Yun pretended to be moved and said in a deep voice: "It turns out that Craftsmanship House is actually the industry of Obsidian City!"

A hint of lust flashed in Pi Qiu's eyes and said with a smile: "Not many people know about this, I hope Mr. Yun will not spread the word. After all, this is the territory of Master Chiyan!"

Han Yun couldn't help but curse the old fox, if you open a store in someone else's place, they won't know that you are someone else's fool! Pi Qiu's words are just an art of speaking, and invisibly make people feel that they have mastered the secrets of the craftsmanship shop, narrowed the distance between each other, and became easier to win the trust of customers.

Han Yun nodded and said, "Don't worry, shopkeeper, Yun is not a talkative person!"

"Haha, I'll thank you Mr. Yun. I wonder what you are going to sell?" Pi Qiu asked with the opportunity.

A flash of light, a piece of crystal jade the size of two cushions on the table between the two men. The temperature around it dropped sharply, and it instantly turned into the twelfth month of winter. The tea in front of them immediately condensed, and a layer of ice flowers quickly formed on the blue and white porcelain cups, and finally cracked.

Pi Qiu's eyelids twitched, took a breath of cold air, blurted out and said, "Lin Shui Cold Crystal, such a large piece of Lin Shui Cold Crystal!"

"Shopkeeper Pi really has good eyesight. This is indeed a cold crystal of Linshui!" Han Yun said lightly. Pi Qiu touched the cold crystal of cold crystal of cold with love, his eyes fell on the small dark red flame-shaped mark on it, and his heart moved: "Is it something from Chiyan City? No wonder this person is so careful!"

"Shopkeeper Pi, this Linshui Han Crystal is a fifth-grade material. If you don't want it?" Han Yun said lightly. Pi Qiu's eyes flashed: "I wonder what price Mr. Yun wants to sell?"

Han Yun shook his head and said, "People's shopkeeper can offer a price. If it's right, sell it to Guifang!"

Pi Qiu hesitated for a moment. This thing is valuable. He felt ache when the price is high. When the price is low, he is worried that the other party will not sell it. Finally, he stretched out a finger at Han Yun. Han Yun smiled and shook his head and said, "I don't like to play dumb fans, the shopkeeper will tell you clearly!"

Seeing that the other party was not deceived, Pi Qiu had to really follow: "100,000 medium-grade spirit stones!"
Chapter completed!