Chapter 91 Leisurely Master Zhang
There were at least dozens of monks in various strange costumes, coming and going in front of the stalls in the market.

Some were looking at the goods, some were checking the goods, some were bargaining. It was very noisy, just like a flea market in the secular world.

Mo Juren moved away and used his divine eye technique to take a look, and saw dense rays of light from the Dharma veins all around him.

It is rare to see immortal cultivators on ordinary days, but here they are everywhere. It really opens Mo Juren's eyes.

Although most of the cultivators were like him, in the middle stage of Qi Refining, there were also some cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining, each of them seemed to have strong magical powers.

Mo Juren, who had just arrived, had to lower his posture and keep a low profile.

Without knowing anything, he first walked around the stalls in the blue brick square and took a rough look.

Most of the items on the stalls were miscellaneous items that looked of low value, such as talismans, herbs, materials, ores, broken magic tools, certain fragments, scrolls, animal bones, meat, feathers, furs, and so on.

The price was only about one or two, or three or five spirit stones, and during the transaction, the cultivators on both sides would often haggle for a long time over one or two spirit stones.

Such a scene brought Mo Juren's perception of the world of immortal cultivation back down to the ground from its original high up in the clouds.

These immortal cultivators who are busy bargaining and clinging to one or two spirit stones are no different from the ordinary people trying to make a living in the secular world.

Fortunately, he did not look down on or despise others, and he quickly accepted the gap and even wanted to integrate into it.

Can I also set up a stall and sell some of the yellow dragon grass, century-old inexhaustible grass, etc. in the storage bag to earn some spirit stones?
However, according to his observation, most of the herbs sold here were ordinary herbs that were only ten years old. If he took out rare mutated herbs that were hundreds of years old, it might cause a sensation. This was why he gave up this immature idea that had suddenly come to his mind.

After walking around like this, Mo Juren witnessed several successful transactions and began to have an idea of ​​what was going on.

He found that there was not even a complete magical weapon on these stalls, let alone the weapon he wanted, and he didn't know why.

Feeling slightly disappointed, Mo Juren ran straight towards the exquisite palace-like buildings in the middle.

Soon he saw a magic tool shop. The shop was three stories high and looked very large.

After entering, there were only a few monks selecting magic tools here, and it seemed that business was slow.

A shop disciple in blue came up to greet us warmly.

"Welcome, guest."

Mo Juren looked around casually and saw that there were many kinds of magic weapons on this floor, including knives, guns, swords, shields, armor, iron balls, etc. It was no different from the weapon shops in the secular world.
The magic weapons on this floor are all clearly priced, most of them are around ten spirit stones, which shows that they are all low-level items.

Seeing that Mo Juren was not very interested, the clerk introduced it tactfully.
"Our store also has various mid- and high-level magical instruments. You can go up to the second floor and take a closer look. If you are not satisfied, our instrument refiners can provide customized services."

So Mo Juren went up to the second floor, only to see that the counter there was much smaller, with only seven or eight instruments on display, all of which were carefully hung high on the wall, unlike the instruments on the first floor which anyone could play with.

A middle-aged man wearing a coarse cloth short coat, with a black beard and a bald head, who looked like a butcher, was sitting in a rocking chair to rest. When he saw the guest coming upstairs, he was surprised and said,
"Hey, there are guests. Come on, come on, take a look and see if there's anything you like."

When the shop assistant who followed him saw this person, he hurriedly said,
"Master Zhang! Oh, why are you here? How can I greet customers?"

"It's okay, you can go down. I sent my apprentice out to do some work, I'll be here, go down, go down." The clerk had no choice but to go down reluctantly, and Master Zhang said,

"My fellow Taoist, what kind of magical tool, weapon, or armor are you looking for?"

Mo Juren knew that this person was extraordinary, so he said respectfully,

"So it's Master Zhang. I'm new to your store and I'm not looking for anything in particular. Let me take a look first."

"Okay, okay, the ready-made magic tools are all hanging over there, feel free to take a look."

Mo Juren came to the side and looked carefully. He saw a sword, an axe, a dagger, a fan, a suit of armor, a bead and a magical weapon in the shape of a small boat on the wall.

When he came to the sword-shaped magic weapon that interested him the most, it was a two-foot-long, black and brown hard sword without a sheath. It was exquisitely crafted and had an ancient shape, which made people happy at the sight.

"This is the Thunder Sword. Dark Ironwood was added during the refining process. There are four array patterns engraved inside. It has a power similar to that of a magic weapon. It has a good killing power and can also restrain evil things. It is a fine mid-level magic weapon."

Master Zhang followed behind him and couldn't help but introduce him to Mo Juren.

"It's really good. It doesn't look ordinary. I wonder how much it costs?"

"A mid-level magic sword with wood attributes, selling price is four hundred spirit stones."

Mo Juren's heart sank when he heard this. Not only was it expensive, but it was also of wood attribute. It seemed that it was not meant for him.

Then he turned to other instruments, and Master Zhang followed up to explain them one by one.

The Mountain-Splitting Axe, a mid-level weapon with earth attribute, costs 150 spirit stones; the Blood Wolf Thorn, a mid-level dagger with fire attribute, costs 100 spirit stones; the Cloud-Pai Fan, a mid-level weapon with no attribute, costs 180 spirit stones; the Meteor Armor, a mid-level protective gear with no attribute, costs 300 spirit stones; the Water-Dividing Bead, a mid-level auxiliary magic weapon with water attribute, costs 120 spirit stones.

The last item is the Xingyun Boat, a mid-level flying magical device, and it actually costs one thousand spirit stones!
"Master Zhang, what's the price of this Xingyun Boat?"

"Haha, not everyone can refine a flying magic weapon. Not only are the materials hard to find, but most of the ones refined are of low-grade quality and can only be used by one person. This Cloud Boat is of mid-grade quality that is hard to come by. It can carry two or three people without affecting the speed, which is very rare. Therefore, although it is mid-grade, it can be easily sold for more than a thousand spirits at an auction."

It seems that Master Zhang is so familiar with the magic weapons here, and he explains each one in detail, which makes Mo Juren boldly guess.
"Master Zhang, could it be that all the magic weapons here were made by you?"

"Hahaha, my friend, you guessed it right. To be precise, it was the product of me and my disciple."

"I see. It seems that Master Zhang and his disciple are both experts in refining weapons."

Mo Juren took the opportunity to ask,

"Master Zhang, can I please enlighten me if I don't have wood spiritual roots? Can I unleash the full power of this Thunder Sword?"

Master Zhang sat back in his rocking chair, took a sip from the teapot, and answered slowly,
"Without wood spiritual roots, you naturally cannot use the wood-attributed Thunder Sword. If you want to use it properly, you must combine the attributes of your main cultivation method and choose the right magic weapon."

(End of this chapter)