v2 Chapter 107： Chikuji period magician

The 107th chapter of the foundation period

"How many spar do you need for these wastes? I want them all."

A voice came from behind, and the tone was so great that the little monks around the stalls looked at each other, an ordinary boy, about twenty years old.

On the surface, I can’t see the slightest difference. The little monks are somewhat dissatisfied:

"You want to buy all the waste Dan, is there enough spar?"

"That is, the kid in the middle of the smart season, what is it, I haven't seen my grandfather, is it the repair of the later period?"

"Kid, dare to commit public anger, do you want to find death?"

......

Hearing the accusations of the people, Lin Xuan was too lazy to swear with them, building the base of the waste Dan, he is determined to win, coldly glanced at the most fierce few people.

When the gaze went, the sound came to an abrupt end, and a few people were chilling, like a prey that was stared by a snake, and the forehead was full of cold sweat.

How can it be that it is only a self-cultivator in the middle of the smart, and the strength is weaker than itself. Why is there such a terrible pressure?

The heart-wrenching feeling was fleeting, and the little monks thought that they had an illusion, but there were some jealousy in their hearts, and they dared not open their mouths.

"We buy medicinal herbs, which are all spar, the price is high, and there is no strong buy in the next. If you are willing to pay a higher price, you can naturally buy the waste dan."

Lin Xuan said that while taking 20 pieces of spar from the storage bracelet, the stall owner only had a bottle of waste Dan. According to his effect, the price has been given very high.

A few low-ranking monks face each other, but it does not reveal the meaning of competing, three to five waste Dan, is equivalent to a lower-grade wash marrow Dan, a bottle to sell 20 spar. They are not so extravagant.

Under the eyes of everyone who was envious and envious, Lin Xuan bought the waste Dan.

It can be said that it was an accidental surprise. Lin Xuan did not think that he could actually find the waste Dan in the base period. Although one hundred tablets were missing, he could support himself for a while.

Lingyao Mountain, Lin Xuan has a new plan in mind.

Continue to stroll around the market for a while, Lin Xuan did not find other items that can be shot, no wonder. After all, I am also building a base period. In this level of trade fairs, the chances of buying treasures are very low.

Since there is no need, Lin Xuan does not intend to continue to delay here, is preparing to leave, suddenly, a huge explosion of sound came over.

"boom!"

Deafening, the ground is constantly shaking. The monks who are trading are stunned, and they are facing each other. What is wrong with them.

The explosion came from the direction of the entrance to the city, and the simple magic array had been swept away, and the clouds were densely covered in the sky...

"Look. What is that?"

A group of black gas appeared in the void, and it kept tumbling, and powerful spiritual power came out from inside.

Base building period comprehension!

Lin Xuan frowned, and the breath of this person was very violent. At first glance, it is not good.

"The little guy inside listened, handing over the spar treasures in your hands, or killing innocents!"

After listening to the words in the black cloud, the following was suddenly poured into a boiling water, and a slamming sound was blown up. This kind of thing happened before, and the high-level comprehension holders were forced to rob, and Taobao would rob.

The world of comprehension is the world of the weak and the strong. But those robbers, the last end is not good, the reason is not him, although the participation in Taobao are low-level monks, but there are also many disciples of the famous group, even if they are not valued, but the dog must look at the master, the teachers I will definitely find a face for them.

So in addition to the Taobao will be held several times. It has become very safe behind. Everyone did not expect to encounter such a thing.

Lin Xuan is not moving, and does not mean to be a bird. The breath is not weak, it should have been trained as the second layer of the foundation, and it is still a cult.

It is necessary to know that before the condensing period, the same realm, the strength of the cultivator is better than that of the cultivator.

Matching the evil spirits is quite tricky. Without absolute certainty, Lin Xuan will not be stupid.

Let’s wait and see what happens!

"This predecessor, we are just some low-level disciples of the ingenious period. If you have something that you can see, you will exalt your hand..."

Although the speaker is only twenty-seven years old, he is dressed as a family son. Looking at the situation, it should be one of the conveners of the Taobao.

"Less, you will surrender your life if you surrender the treasure, otherwise you will return to the land and choose your own." The dark clouds conveyed a hoarse voice, without a trace of affection.

The so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Many people can be courageous. Although the other party is a master of the foundation period, such a rush can also arouse the anger of the people present. There will be a young man with a hot temper: "Everyone respects you." Don't rely on the old and the old, how high is the realm, we are so many people, are you still afraid of you?"

"Boy, you are very good..."

The voice in the black cloud is extremely angry, Lin Xuan sighs, young people, doing things in the end is impulsive, still do not understand the truth of the disaster.

A trace of black gas separated from the dark clouds, seemed to be slow and fast, sweeping toward the boy.

Almost in an instant, he wrapped his body and then gently wrapped it around.

"what!"

The horrified scream, but it was sent by a female monk next to it. In just a few seconds, just alive and kicking, the arrogant teenager seemed to be sucked up by the blood, and the body quickly withered and became a dry corpse. .

"You... are you a magician?"

Although they are rookies at the venue, they are also aware of his identity and fearfulness in the practice of the other side, spreading among these low-ranking monks.

Although the comprehension is not necessarily a good thing, at least there is no cultivator who kills evil.

"How, if you don't obey, he is your end."

"This predecessor, the younger generation is a disciple of Leiyun Mountain Villa, can you open the net." Another young man stood up and took a waist card from his body.

"Oh, Leiyun Mountain Villa."

"Yeah, can the seniors see it in the door..."

The voice did not fall, another black gas wrapped this self-made guy, and the dark clouds screamed and laughed: "How about the three sects in Youzhou, I hate others to threaten me."

Seeing that the second person was sucked into a corpse, the monks chose silence in the horror, and the other party was hard to eat, and even the face of the Big Three was not in the eye.

There are also smart people who noticed a detail, sighing silently in private, don't look at the robbers' arrogance, but they are very meticulous. From beginning to end, he has been hiding in the dark clouds, never showing up, everyone knows that he is the foundation period repair. Apart from the demon, there is no extra information at all. That is to say, afterwards, I would like to ask the teacher to help revenge, and it is difficult to find the Lord.

Lin Xuan looked at the people around him and saw that everyone looked different, some were frightened, some were angry, and they seemed to have yielded.

"A bunch of useless guys!"

Lin Xuan’s mouth is hung with a hint of ridicule. He is not so great. He has the consciousness of being a savior. At the speed of his own light, he can easily leave this right and wrong place. Even if the other party wants to stop it, he only needs to reveal it slightly. It is impossible to be stupid enough to grab the same level of monks.

As for those people next to them, is it a matter of living and living?

Don't say that Lin Xuan is cold-blooded. The cultivation of the fairyland is originally a selfish world. What's more, people must rely on themselves and don't count on others' help.

Strictly speaking, the current passive situation is also caused by these people's own disappointment. If they can unite a little, although the other side is building a foundation period, can it really be able to be one thousand, if not everyone has a ghost, they can simultaneously shoot, A thousand low-level spells are superimposed, and they can also play the other side.

Why should such a person save himself?

The silence didn't last long. The ugly voice in the dark clouds came out again: "Why, if you think about it, you have to treasure it, you can't give it. If you don't give it, Lao Tzu can kill it."

After that, the gods locked a comprehension in front of him.

"Predecessors are angry, angry, do not have to do it, the younger generation is."

Seeing God staring at himself, the man was so scared that his face was white and hesitated, finally chose to give in.

"Well, that will give up all the treasures in your body, just dare to leave one..."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

The man was as timid as a rat, and took out the storage bag with a sullen look. He looked down on the ground, five or six spar, several pieces of scorpion, and several herbs. In addition, there was nothing else. Something is gone.

"Hey, poor ghost!" The dark cloud was dissatisfied and snorted, but it did not destroy the promise: "You can go."

"Thank you for your seniors."

The man looked at the treasures on the ground, although it was hard to see these things for the monks who built the foundation. But his practice was only on the third floor. Today, he was robbed. Half-life savings.

Some people take the lead, there are more and more self-cultivators who choose to give in, and a few people make their own cleverness. They want to secretly hide a few treasures. As a result, they can get the knowledge of the masters of the foundation period.