In this market, where gold tickets and spirit stones are exchanged for each other, it is a shop directly established by Tiandao Pavilion, and a certain handling fee is required.

When Xiao Chen came to the shop, there were some people inside, all the children of the inner sect who were about to go down the mountain, most of whom used spirit stones to exchange for gold tickets.

The owner of the shop is an ordinary person who has not practiced. He is wearing good silk and has two beards. His eyes are not flashing with gleams, and he looks like a typical businessman.

After everyone was dispersed, the man walked towards Xiao Chen with a smile: "This guy has been waiting for so long, but has he made a big deal?"

With a good look, Xiao Chen smiled faintly and said, "Just call me Ye Chen, I haven't asked the boss about his name Gao yet."

"Haha, the boss can't say it's just a tutor. If you don't dislike the little brother, just call me Lao Hu." The boss smiled and said slowly.

Xiao Chen didn't say anything nonsense, and took out the stacks of golden tickets from the Qiankun Ring and placed them neatly on the table, slowly covering the entire small wooden table.

A trace of surprise flashed across Lao Hu's face, his two beards raised up, he slowly walked to the front of the store, carefully closed the store, and hung a sign that was closed.

Finally, he turned to Xiao Chen and said, "You really shouldn't behave like a person. Brother Ye is indeed a big deal. I guess he has gotten tens of millions of taels of gold. Do you have to exchange them all for spirit stones?"

Xiao Chen = Chang = Feng = Literature = et nodded, and Lao Hu smiled and said, "It's the first time I'm here to redeem it. Such a large-scale exchange is a loss."

Could the exchange ratio still change due to the amount? Xiao Chen asked in confusion: "What's the solution?"

"Look at that side." Lao Hu turned around and pointed to a wooden board on the wall in the shop.

Xiao Chen looked in the direction of his finger, and the wooden sign clearly stated that the ratio of gold tickets to spirit stones was exchanged for three thousand taels of gold, but at 100,000 taels, it turned into five thousand taels for one lower spirit stone.

The larger the denomination of a one-time transaction, the lower the exchange ratio will be. Xiao Chen looked down and saw that at 10 million taels of gold, the exchange ratio had reached 10,000 taels of gold, and could only exchange for one lower-level spirit stone.

This is really not ordinary black. Xiao Chen said speechlessly, ten thousand taels of gold exchanged for one lower-level spirit stone, which means that the ten million taels of gold in his hand can only be exchanged for one thousand lower-level spirit stones.

"What's going on? Redeem one at a time, only three thousand taels of gold is enough. Why does the larger the amount, the exchange rate will not increase but decrease instead." Xiao Chen asked in confusion.

If he exchanges it once a day, the gold tickets in his hand can be exchanged for nearly 4,000 lower-level spirit stones, and the exchange will only be one thousand at a time, which is four times less, and no one can accept it.

Lao Hu smiled faintly and said, "In the past, there were examples of people who used large gold tickets to exchange for it. They were all local tyrants who could not obtain spirit stones. I wanted to come here to take advantage of the opportunity."

"Think about whether the spirit stones are of high value or gold, the spirit stones are gone and consumed, but gold is flowing and will never disappear. Moreover, there are not so many spirit stones for people to exchange for, so this rule is set."

"But if you use spirit stones to exchange for gold coins, the number will increase even if it is large. This is the reason why gold has priceless spirit stones."

Xiao Chen thought about it, this is the same. As for a warrior, it is much easier to obtain gold than to obtain spirit stones. If the ratio is too high, it will be a bit of a loss.

Anyway, the money belongs to someone else, so Xiao Chen felt sorry for it and finally chose to exchange it. Old Huang immediately smiled and counted the gold tickets. After counting, he immediately brought Xiao Chen a thousand spirit stones.

After Xiao Chen walked out with the spirit stone, Old Hu showed an ecstatic expression and said secretly, if there were a few more suckers like this, he might be promoted soon.

In fact, Xiao Chen also felt a little at a loss. Old Hu's last smile seemed a little impatient, but this was something that was stolen, and it would be enough to be exchanged for the spirit stone.

When he arrived at the free stall place, Xiao Chen wandered around. There were so many things that it was really dazzling. After a brief look at Xiao Chen, he found many treasures that were rare in normal times.

"The top corner of the head of the fifth-level spirit beast Silver-horned tiger is sold for twenty spirit stones, or it may be replaced with a fourth-grade healing pill!"

Xiao Chen's eyes stopped at a stall. The stall was a middle-aged man with the cultivation level of a low-grade martial master. After reaching a certain age at the Tiandao Pavilion, if he did not reach the corresponding realm, he would be stopped.

You can choose to go down the mountain freely or stay in Tiandao Pavilion, but you need to do everything yourself and you have to pay a certain amount of spiritual stone every month.

The middle-aged man in front of him should belong to the latter type. Because of the rich spiritual energy above the Lingyun Mountains, he was reluctant to leave, so he chose to stay.

"I want this beast horn, but can it be cheaper? How about ten spirit stones?" a young man stood in front of the stall and bargained.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "No, this is the lowest price, and it is not enough to lose a penny."

"Fifteen spirit stones, this is the highest price I can pay. Look at what it is, it's better to sell them. It's also your luck. I need this beast horn to refine a pill, otherwise no one will buy it." The man was obviously a little unwilling to give up and continued to bargain.

Middle-aged man shook his head and said, "No less than twenty lower-level spirit stones are sold. The horn of the saber-toothed tiger is ten years longer. It will take at least one hundred and fifty years to grow to its current length."

"The spiritual energy contained in such beast horns is extremely rich. Whether it is to make powerful bone soldiers or crush them into powder to refine pills, it is of high value. Twenty spirit stones are already the lowest price."

Bang!

The man threw the beast horn in his hand heavily onto the stall and said contemptuously: "A useless person, staying in the mountain with a silly face. I can buy you something to look at you. I think who will buy this beast horn."

"It depends on how you go and hand it over to the General Palace Spirit Stone, and wait for you to be fucked down the mountain! It's just a shameless thing to be just a discomfort!"

The young man only had the cultivation level of a middle-grade martial artist. The middle-aged man was ridiculed in person by him. The expression on his face remained unchanged and was very calm. "I must at least be worthy of my efforts. If I sell this thing at a low price, I will sell myself at a low price. If I really get driven down like this, I will be willing."

The young man laughed for a few more words and walked away cursingly. Before leaving, his eyes turned back from time to time, staring at the saber-toothed tiger-beast horns on the stall, looking extremely unwilling.

Xiao Chen walked up to him, carefully checked the beast horns on his stall, and shot his spiritual sense on it. As the middle-aged man said, it was indeed a beast horn that had been around for hundreds of years, with extremely rich spiritual energy.

It is best to use it as a material for pointing to be a soldier. Although Xiao Chen's current realm can also use some ordinary materials to fight as a soldier, the effect is definitely not as strong as using good materials.

"My friend is here to buy this beast horn. If you want to bargain, you don't have to buy it anymore, and the price will not be reduced."

Xiao Chen smiled faintly, "I do have to bargain, there is something wrong with the price tag."

The middle-aged man's face changed and he was about to speak, Xiao Chen continued, "The price is a bit low. Twenty spirit stones are sold at a low price. I will pay fifty spirit stones so that you can deserve your efforts."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he handed the man out fifty spirit stones, then took the beast horn, put it in the Qiankun ring, and turned around and left here.

The middle-aged man's words touched him. He was alone on the Tiandao Pavilion and was definitely more rolling and indifference than he used to be. He could still maintain such a mentality under such an environment.

It really made Xiao Chen feel compassion in his heart, so he decided to help him. Anyway, fifty spirit stones are only a small number for him now, and it may be able to solve other people's urgent needs.

"Little brother, why do you want to help me?" middle-aged man quickly caught up with Xiao Chen and asked.

Xiao Chen turned around and smiled softly, "Thirty years, Hedong and thirty years, Hexi, who knows what the future will be like? Maybe I will help you today. If you have a day to make a comeback in the future, I can't say that I can pick up a favor for nothing."

Thirty years, Hebei and thirty years, who knows what the future will be like? Middle-aged people muttered this sentence in their hearts, but will my blue chips have that day?

Taking advantage of the moment when this person was lost, Xiao Chen turned around and used his body skills and quickly left the place. It was just a matter of raising his hands, so there was no need to pay much attention to it.

It was still early, and Xiao Chen continued to walk around. 66 continued to fall in love with a few more things, including the blood of high-level spirit beasts, as well as some rare ores and herbs, and a hundred spirit stones disappeared in an instant.

A stall in front of him where many people gathered appeared in Xiao Chen's vision. He was a little curious, so Xiao Chen pushed the crowd away and squeezed in.

The stall owner is a young man in his twenties. His cultivation has reached the peak of a great martial artist. He is wearing Beichen Peak's clothing and three golden threads are embroidered on the collar. This is a core disciple of Beichen Peak.

There was only one thing on his stall, which was a piece of wooden strip half a meter long and finger-sized piece. The strip was placed calmly on it, but there was a light green aura visible to the naked eye, rising slowly like blue smoke.

"Fusang Lingmu!" Xiao Chen exclaimed in his heart.

The spiritual energy is endless. There are immortal flowers on the trees bloom for thousands of years and bear fruit for thousands of years. They are immortal fruits. After taking them, they can live long with heaven and earth, and they will never die and never grow old.

After the branches are broken, green smoke will slowly emerge. The wooden strips placed on the stall are exactly the same as those described in the legendary Fusang tree.

No, this is not the real Fusang spiritual wood. Xiao Chen opened his spiritual consciousness and extended it out. The vital energy contained in the wood strips was extremely rich, but it was slowly decreasing at this moment.
Chapter completed!