Chapter 1532

Although it is well known that the wealth of the Zhao people in the southern region is rough, they did not expect that they were so terrible. The number of 950000 spirit stones is astronomical for most monks.

But now the Zhao people are so understated to throw it out, such a big hand, can be called rare in the world.

"Do you dare to continue playing?" Zhao Ling looked at Ye Lingfeng indifferently, his eyes full of provocation.

"One..." Ye Lingfeng blinked his eyes and grinned. After the word "one" came out, he suddenly turned the conversation and sat back to his original position. He said with a smile: "forget it, I can't see such a leisure thing in my eyes. I'll give it to you."

"It's boring..." Seeing this, Qin Miaomiao, the little witch, sighs and looks like she's not interested. She thought that ye Lingfeng would continue to increase the price, but she didn't expect that ye Lingfeng suddenly stopped playing.

It was not only Qin Miaomiao, but also others in the field. But even so, they still feel very enjoyable, a jiedan grass, actually caused such a fight, nearly a million spirit stone, this is rare.

"Don't play if you can't afford it!" Zhao Ling light smile, hand a Yang, dozens of storage bags immediately from the storage ring flew out, fell on the platform of the young man's body, said: "the spirit stone is in it, the elixir sent it!"

Hearing this, the young man quickly picked up the storage bag on the ground and put it away. Then he threw the jiedan grass towards Zhao Ling's position.

Then, without any hesitation, he quickly walked out of the city. There are nearly one million spirit stones, which is a huge sum of money for most monks. If they don't leave now, it's not good if they get coveted by anyone.

After reaching for the jiedan grass thrown by the young monk, Zhao Ling gave a faint smile, looked straight at Ye Lingfeng, and said in a deep voice: "I have already said that you can't play with us Zhao! This jiedan grass can only belong to our Zhao people, not to your holy land of wanchu! "

In a word, it is full of arrogance and arrogance. The people in the room were filled with emotion, and they looked at Ye Lingfeng and other wanchu disciples with more sympathy. It is well known that the Holy Land declined at the beginning of ten thousand years. Now the Zhao people have taken such a limelight, and what they had gained before has disappeared.

Zhuo Yiping and Lin Lin are also staring at Ye Lingfeng in anger. In their opinion, if ye Lingfeng had not acted so recklessly, how could the holy land of wanchu have suffered such humiliation, and how could they have suffered the disaster of the pond fish.

"Ha ha ha..." But at this moment, there was a burst of laughter, which was close to madness. Everyone went along and found that ye Lingfeng was laughing back and forth. It looked like he had seen a big joke and couldn't get angry.

What's the matter with this kid? He can't compete with others, but he can still laugh. Is he cheeky enough? Looking at Ye Lingfeng's appearance, the people in the field couldn't help but stare big eyes and shake their heads. They just thought Ye Lingfeng was losing his mind.

"Boy, you can't compete with me, Zhao nationality. The jiedan grass is in our hands. Can you still laugh?" Zhao Ling sneered.

"Jiedancao Ha ha ha... " Ye Lingfeng was smiling. Although he was crazy, his eyes were as clear as a clear spring. Staring at jiedan grass in Zhao Ling's hand, he said: "I laugh that you Zhao people really have eyes..."

Zhao nationality has eyes but no eyes? When ye Lingfeng's sentence fell, the people in the room immediately showed a look of consternation. They immediately thought that ye Lingfeng wanted to make fun of the Zhao people with what happened to long genmu before, but it didn't seem to change the fact that he was shooting.

"Jiedan If you Zhao clan can use this grass to produce pills, you've hit a ghost... " But at this time, ye Lingfeng is suddenly looking at Zhao Ling with a smile, the front of the words turns, meaning to point.

What's going on? As soon as the words came out, the crowd who thought Ye Lingfeng was not intelligent immediately froze. They heard that ye Lingfeng said that the Zhao people had no eyes. It didn't seem that he was talking about longgenmu, but about jiedan grass.

But the appearance of jiedan grass is the same as that of real jiedan grass, and its breath is also very similar. How did ye Lingfeng get into his mouth? It seems that there is something strange about this herb, and it can't produce Huayi pill at all?

"Jiedan grass, like Yang and dislike Yin, inherits a natural Yuanyang, so it can turn into one! Even if the main culprit is a snake, it will grow at the bottom of the cliff Ye Lingfeng's laughter suddenly stopped, and said: "this herb is recorded with Bailing golden prescription. Its name is Jinguang. It was born in Yin and cold, but it is bright. The shape of its branches and leaves is the same as jiedan herb. It can almost confuse the true with the false, but it has no effect on the whole. If we want to distinguish them, we can only judge from the growth environment and some details of branches and leaves. You can see if there are many star shaped threads on the leaves of the golden grass in your hand... "

The words of Ye Lingfeng shocked the market, and everyone's eyes turned to Zhao Ling.

It's just that long genmu admits his mistake. After all, it's very difficult to distinguish, and it's not what he bought. However, if the connection of Dan Cao is wrongly identified, and 950000 spirit stones are spent on it, then the Zhao people's reputation will be real.Zhao Ling and Zhao Ming also changed their faces and gnashed their teeth in their hearts. Although they believed ye Lingfeng's words, they still insisted: "hum, who will listen to your sophistry here? This elixir is jiedan grass."

"There is another biggest difference between jiedan grass and Jinguang grass. Jiedan grass is bright and introverted, but Jinguang grass is light and Exodus, especially at night. If you don't believe it, you can tell by isolating the light here!" The leaf Ling breeze silently a smile, light way.

"OK, I'll block the light here." As soon as ye Lingfeng's voice fell, her eyes were shining. Qin Miaomiao, the little witch who was waiting to watch, immediately raised her hand, and a strange smell filled the room, which made everyone feel suddenly dark.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Ling's face changed slightly. She raised her hand and wanted to put "jiedancao" in the storage ring to stop the judgment.

But unfortunately, although his action is fast, Qin Miaomiao's action is faster. Just a breath, the field will be dark when climbing, can't see five fingers, but only Zhao Ling's palm, the "jiedan grass" in the release of innocent golden light.

Golden grass! It's really golden grass! Everyone was shocked and looked at Ye Lingfeng in amazement. No one thought that this little guy's eyesight was so amazing. So many Jindan friars had misjudged the true identity of this grass, but he had a brilliant eye. He had already understood everything, and was so insidious that he saw that Jinguang grass should be a shade to Zhao people.