Chapter 146

Name：The Mad Cultivator Author：王小蛮
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"I think Xiaoyou flies very leisurely. Are you willing to go on board?" The leisure of the old man in yellow is a polite expression, which means that you fly too slowly. Do you want us to take you a ride?

But the old man asked more questions, "is there a middle-class and top-grade spirit bug for sale? What materials and items do the barbarian monks need most? Which side is the better location of Baichong village? Are there many barbarian monks who come and go on weekdays?"

Ye Kong has a big head. I depend on your mother. I'm not your investment adviser!

"Of course, there are many spirit insects in this hundred insect stronghold. They are caught outside the flood wilderness, but you don't know, what they usually sell are inferior insects. Those middle-class and top-grade and rare spirit insects are generally not taken out! And wow, our barbarian monks, the most lacking is the spirit stone. We are close to the flood wilderness. There are many spirit insects, spirit beasts and fairy grass materials, but there are not many spirit stones. Oh, there are pills, our refined nature pill They all smell like paste... "

Although old man Gao has many problems, ye Kong won't show his feet. With his own imagination, he talked nonsense.

These words seemed reasonable, and old man Gao couldn't help nodding. He felt more and more that it was a correct decision to let the little monk on board this time. In the blink of an eye, he had determined the size and trading scope of the branch here.

"Thank you for telling me frankly." Gao Yuanyang arched again and asked, "I don't know where your gate is. Can you tell me the names of elder Yuanying and the head martial uncle? We can also come to visit you tomorrow."

Business people, of course, have to establish relations with local giants. Gao Yuanyang wants Ye Kong to introduce one or two.

Ye Kong doesn't know this. Where is the bone spirit gate?

"Er, this... Our door is located in a secret place. Please forgive me for telling the senior executives after I report back to the mountain. There is also the name of our ancestor. Well, I guess you haven't heard of it. His nickname is spring heart rippling 369..."