"Senior Wu Ming, you have such a bad fate."

Tao Qian sighed in his heart and stepped into that area.

Almost immediately, groups of will-o'-the-wisps surged, and everyone wanted to come over and provide lighting for Tao Qian.

Several monks walked in at about the same time as Tao Qian, and the warlock was left out in the cold.

One of them, a warlock with a face as big as a plate and disheveled hair, couldn't help but complain: "These days, even these green phosphorus demons are snobbish, and they will get close to the prettier ones when they see them, bah."

After he finished speaking, the sorceress next to him, who was wearing a lot of clothes, had a bloated body, and her face was covered with yellow dust, looked at Tao Qian, and immediately understood.

Then, he said in a southern dialect: "You know what a shovel is, this guy has dragon energy, these green phosphorus demons instinctively want to get close to each other, and if you are braver, you might even take a few breaths secretly.

Well. But you are right, this guy still looks very Basile."

While the two were talking, a ball of green phosphorus fire as big as his head fought for the lead and came to Tao Qian's head.

Tao Qian looked over at the right moment and saw a small, pale green face looming in the firelight, smiling ingratiatingly at him.

Thanks to Tao Qian's gradual adaptation to his status as a monk, ordinary people would be frightened half to death if they looked at that smiling face.

Since there was lighting available, Tao Qian didn't mind that the light was too green.

Ignoring the two warlocks, maintaining an aloof and arrogant attitude, he took a few strides and entered the area.

After a few breaths, he appeared in front of the largest stall.

It's said to be a stall, but it's actually a small shop.

The stall owner found some petrified wood jade from somewhere to build the frame, and pulled some curtains around it.

You can vaguely see shark beads shining brightly inside. Although it is a bit narrow, it gives off a unique cave-like feeling.

Of course, the most attractive thing is the books of uneven thickness placed on the wooden jade bookshelf.

"hiss"

Tao Qian heard clearly that the monks, warlocks, or some demons and aliens who had gained wisdom all around him were breathing rapidly.

In the world of spiritual practice, the most precious things are always books and exercises.

There were many figures in the shop, and it happened that a naive man came out at this moment. He carefully held the book in his hands as if it were a treasure, looked around and left quickly.

Tao Qian looked at the man with the book and hesitated to speak.

In the end, he didn't say anything, he just stepped aside and took his place.

As soon as he entered, the curtain fell and a wooden sign that read "Full House" popped up.

As soon as Tao Qian entered, he saw a monster standing behind the counter directly in front of him.

It was an old fox, with a tall and tall body, maintaining a human posture, and a furry fox tail sweeping the ground.

However, his head was that of a human being, with a beard and even glasses. Tao Qian almost thought he was an old scholar from the mortal world.

However, those fox eyes could not hide the treacherous brilliance inside.

When Tao Qian saw him, he was stunned at first, and then quickly compared the description in the "Unknown Secret Book" to confirm the identity of the old fox.

"What a coincidence. Although there are some changes, it is not difficult to see that this old fox is the stall owner who deceived my senior Wu Ming."

"I borrowed some means to create a human head, but my evil nature is hard to change and I am treacherous and despicable."

When Tao Qian complained from the bottom of his heart.

The old fox happened to look over, and after seeing Tao Qian's current appearance, his eyes flickered behind his lenses.

Tao Qian seemed to be able to hear the old fox's inner voice, and he must be exclaiming loudly: "Here comes a great guy who wants to make a big move."

Tao Qian sneered in his heart, but on the outside Tao Qian maintained the attitude of a wealthy person.

Just looking at his dragon face, no one would have any doubts.

Who would have thought?

This guy only had fifteen pieces of money on him, and he was literally going to cry from poverty.

Compared with the description in the secret book, this old fox demon has obviously made a fortune, and the small stall has been upgraded into such an exquisite and unique shop.

We even hired a few female foxes as salespeople.

Seeing Tao Qian come in, the old fox suddenly appeared like a phantom and appeared before Tao Qian. He waved to the female fox who was approaching and said:

"When the distinguished guests arrive, I, the old fox, will personally receive them."

After saying that, the old fox drew its furry paws to the side and led Tao to sneak inside.

He was very polite and asked like a spring breeze:

"This small shop has been open in Tengshefang City for a long time, and this is the first time I have seen such a distinguished guest."

"I don't know what kind of books and exercises your guest wants. Although the shop is crude and crude, we will try our best to collect them for you."

Looking at the respectful old fox in front of him, Tao Qian once again felt the importance of blood.

Although his cultivation in the "Qi Entraining Realm" is not at the bottom of Tengshefang City, it is indeed not that rare.

If he came in as a human monk, he would never get the respect of this truly snobbish old fox.

But when Tao Qian came in with a face like a dragon, his treatment was completely different.

Just like the Plague Golden Toad, he mistakenly thought that Tao Qian was the illegitimate son of some dragon-type demon and a descendant of true dragon blood, and he could not be ignored.

This old fox is even more so.

As a native of his home planet, faced with this enthusiastic sales pitch, Tao Qian came up with an all-purpose sentence:

"Let me consider!"

After shutting up the old fox with these four words, Tao Qian walked to a bookshelf and picked up a thin book wrapped in a faint green light.

On the cover page, there are four large ancient seal characters with iron paintings and silver hooks.

Qingming Sword Technique!

Tao Qian's eyes immediately lit up with interest.

This is so normal. Which man doesn’t have a swordsman dream?

What's more, the name of this sword technique sounds very extraordinary.

While Tao Qian let go of his "extraordinary perception", he was full of interest and wanted to turn to the first page.

The rules for selling exercise books in most markets are: you are allowed to read the first three pages of a thick book, two pages of a middle book, and one page of a thin book.

Each book has relevant prohibitions so that no one can see the pages behind it, and it can self-destruct if snatched.

However, neither demons nor monks would do such stupid things as snatching books and skills. It would be tantamount to directly provoking the big forces behind Fangshi, and it would be the same as seeking death.

These are just the rules of the stall. If you are in a guaranteed store, you are not allowed to read even one page. The store will take the initiative to prepare relevant introductions to the book.

Tao Qian originally thought he could appreciate the Immortal Cultivation Sword Technique, but when he sensed it, he couldn't help but be startled.

Throbbing feeling?

Indeed, there is, but what comes to mind is not the information in the book.

【Name: Confused God Sand.】

[Jiography Category: Foreign Objects.]

[Chronicle: This product comes from a special kind of monster called "Gong Sheng Demon". Most of these monsters are human candidates who participated in the imperial examination but failed to win. Due to strong resentment and some strange things, they transformed into strange things and often appeared in the homes of Confucian scholars.

Smearing books will confuse the mind of readers. This strange thing will excrete once every nine days. Grind its feces into fine sand and smear it on books and other objects. It has the effect of confusing the mind and making people think that the book in their hand is what they want.

Object.]

[Note 1: This sand is ineffective when exposed to water and fire, and will take on its shape when blown by wind.]

[Note 2: Excessive contact with this sand will cause constipation. 】

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Tao Qian stopped turning the pages and silently put the "Qingming Sword Art" back on the bookshelf, while fully opening up his extraordinary perception.

Sure enough, the exact same throbbing feeling came from the surrounding bookshelves.

In other words, all the "book exercises" in this shop are fake.

Each book is a forgery, only painted with the confusing divine sand, making people mistakenly think that each book is a cultivation method with "abnormal characteristics".

He stared at the old fox and tried not to show his contempt.

This guy, as expected, is a dog who can't change his habit of eating shit.

In fact, most of the monks, demons and aliens who come to this area know that the books and techniques sold in such places do not have any guarantee.

However, there is still an endless stream of visitors, not only because they are obsessed with their own eyesight.

The reason is that everyone knows it.

Cultivation techniques, extraordinary books and other things are completely different from ordinary books.

The book's secret method is extremely important to monks, and it is not enough to read it a few times and keep it in mind.
To be continued...