Chapter 549

"Can't even wear a defensive weapon? I'm poor?"

Chang Zong almost vomited blood.

The disciple of Biluo sword sect is famous for his attack power. Like wanjian Pavilion in northern China, most of his life savings are invested in Benming flying sword behind him. It's a little worse than starting from scratch, but he's poor? Is this word too exaggerated? Don't you see the Benming flying sword behind me? That's the best treasure!

Xiang Yang didn't care what his face looked like. He continued to say, "there's no supreme master's door, and Dabi hasn't been held... He knows he must have been selected? Does it mean that there's an inside story about the opening Dabi? Isn't Liuhe Xianzong known as' fair, fair and open '?"

In fact, the ten places have already been arranged in the main doors. For example, under the Liuhe immortal sect, in addition to Ning Shendou, this Ren Mu and another real disciple are on the list of candidates, but this can't be spread out. After being stirred up by Xiang Yang, there was a whisper nearby.

Ren Mu's face became gloomy and glared at Chang Zong, who had just pulled out his tiger skin. It doesn't matter what he said in private just now, but he can't hold it if he wants to spread it. If Liuhe ancestor knows, he will be unhappy. He may not have anything to do this time.

You know, within the Liuhe immortal sect, there are six real people with a life of less than 1000 years, rather than the four legendary outside. If they were not already the peak of the disaster and had a slight advantage in the realm, plus an elder level grandfather, it is estimated that they might not be able to rank among the popular choices.

It's because some small things have gone wrong. I really want to regret it in the future. He thought about it here and looked at the dark crow Fengzhi. In fact, this Tiancai earth treasure is dispensable to him. It's also used to please his grandparents. Otherwise, let's forget it?

However, so many people looked at it. If they let go, they would lose the face of their immortal sect. Now it's difficult to ride a tiger.

Before he made a decision, Xiang Yang squatted down and looked at the dark crow Phoenix Ganoderma over and over several times, and then sighed: "it's really a good thing. There is also a fire spirit pulse in the extremely Yin place. The fire sleep spirit produced has not been enlightened for millions of years and turned into this thing, which is a little worse than those natural spirits..."

He touched his chin there, thought carefully for a while, then threw out a Xumi ring, stretched out his hand, and a pile of top-grade vitality stones were neatly stacked in front of him. Then he looked up and smiled.

"Elder martial brother, the young master asked me to send it to you... He said that if you like anything in this market, you can buy it. We wanfaxianzong don't have much else, but more money... Those poor people... Hei hei!"

He glanced obliquely at Chang Zong and Ren mu. Although he didn't finish speaking, the meaning was very clear - say you, poor!

Ren Mu is really angry. In full view of the public, if Wanfa Xianzong buys this dark crow Fengzhi, wouldn't he have settled the title of "poor man"? If you lose your personnel, the clan will be ashamed!

It is said that the supreme ancestor of his family has great face. This will fall on his ears. Don't say you want to worship the entrance. You'll be lucky if you don't get kicked out?

"But the best vitality stone that this little guy took out... Is there too much?"

He lowered his head and glanced less at the booth. He was surprised again. The piles were at least hundreds of dollars

Xiang Yang glared at him. He didn't realize that he was a little monk at the end of the pill. It seemed that he didn't dare to be rude in public, and directly pushed those vitality stones carelessly: "What are you looking at? That's all... Well, it's not much. It's only two hundred and forty-eight yuan... Plus the forty-eight yuan our eldest martial brother has in hand, a total of two hundred and forty-eight yuan. If you want to bid higher than us, take it away..."

He put his lips behind them: "why don't you get together? But look at you poor, it's estimated that you can't get together much..."

Ren Mu's face is white with anger. He does have some top-grade vitality stones, but Jia Fang's 80 is only in his early 100's. these more than 200 pieces can't be found even if he goes back to the cave now

But now, in front of so many people, it's really difficult to ride a tiger. You can't walk away if you want to. You pass a message to Chang Zong with a overcast face: "younger martial brother Chang, I'm a little inconvenient now. If you have any, can you lend me some?"

Chang Zong was embarrassed when he heard the speech. Originally, he wanted to lose the face of the wild goose by taking advantage of Ren Mu's prestige, but he didn't expect the twists and turns. A nine turn peak plus a real-life genius was run into this by a little monk at the end of the pill period. However, so many people looked at it. How can this machine get off?

He does have a lot of vitality stones in his pocket, but they are the public funds of the sword Pavilion. There are still other uses for them. Ren Mu said he would borrow them. Who knows if he would pay them back? After all, this is his own start!

Seeing his hesitation, Ren Mu sneered and said, "why? Younger martial brother Chang doubts my reputation?"

As soon as he said this, Chang Zong dared to say more. With a bitter face, he took out a Xumi ring and cleared out the best vitality stones. He moved very slowly and his face turned ugly black, just like a dead woman.

When the two men finished packing 249 pieces of the best yuan Qi stone, Xiang Yang sighed, waved his hand, put away his own, and then shook his head: "The two poor people have gathered together for a long time, but they still have some wealth. However, they are very stingy. They add one piece. As expected, they are very stingy... Forget it, I am different from others. I mean what I say. This treasure is yours!"

With that, he turned directly and took Shen Yan away.

His standard is to get cheap and sell well. Ren Mu and Chang Zong looked at their back, and then looked at the stall owner in front of them, smiling and putting away their vitality stones. They felt that they had been wronged for a time and had the impulse to spit blood.

Xiang Yang had already pulled Shen Yan into the crowd. Before leaving, he looked back at the stall owner and suddenly showed a strange smile.

After the stall owner collected the vitality stone, he smiled and handed over the dark crow Fengzhi. For some reason, his hand suddenly trembled and a voice came from the sea: "Boss, I'll kill two fat sheep for you. I'll add five to one later. I only need 124 yuan. You can take one more, otherwise... Hey hey, can you think that no one really knows the evil spirit Huozhi? If you let our immortal Ren Mu know... You know..."

Ren Mu and Chang Zong's face was black and could drip water, but they didn't pay attention to the stall owner's face. That's also called Wonderful