After being reborn from scum, I became number one in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 368 This mentality is stable

Xie Jiuniang is now in a dilemma.

The stall owner is a strange thing. He may not sell anything you like.

Xie Jiuniang squinted her eyes, and tentatively said: "Okay, 100 million is 100 million, I'll buy one."

Then, she reached for the little gourd.

Suddenly the stall owner raised his hand to block it, "This little gourd is no longer for sale."

After saying that, he picked up the little gourd.

"laugh!"

The man in the booth next to him sneered.

It really means that.

Xie Jiuniang also has a dark face, she has never encountered such a strange flower, so if you don't want to sell it, don't come out to set up a stall.

Is this a deliberate trick?
But the other party is Huashen, and it seems helpless.

On the contrary, Zhao Yan was thoughtful, and said via voice transmission: "Disciple, let's go. This man is not here to sell things, he is waiting for someone to prove his chance."

"What is chance?" Xie Jiuniang was surprised.

"There are some very lucky people in the world of cultivating immortals. When encountering opportunities, they will often respond. Those who are willing to spend millions of dollars at the grocery stand are likely to have special feelings for themselves."

Chao Yan is very shameless to this act of turning into a god.

I didn't realize the opportunity, put it on the booth, if someone wanted to buy it, he regretted not selling it.Shameless is a bit shameless, but you don't have to bear the cause and effect of stealing people's opportunities.

After all, things belonged to him in the first place.

Xie Jiuniang thought of her own experience and successfully made the stall owner sick!
But there is no way, as Master said, you can't force others to sell their things or not.

Xie Jiuniang turned and left.

"Teacher, is that little gourd a chance?" Chao Yan asked intentionally.

Xie Jiuniang shook her head and said with a smile: "I don't have any special feelings. I just wanted to buy it because I wanted to try it. Fortunately, he didn't agree, otherwise I would have to spend 100 million more."

She was originally using it as a cover.

Fortunately, she was cautious and did not directly say that she wanted to buy the Fusang Token, otherwise, the token would probably be put away.

Xie Jiuniang asked in confusion: "Master, does the black market care about him like this?"

"He is Huashen." Zhao Yan reminded dimly.

When Xie Jiuniang heard it, she understood.

This is the privilege of the strong, and the black market knows it, so they have to turn a blind eye.

Xie Jiuniang said: "Then the person next to him? How dare he tear down the stage?"

"Oh, that's also Huashen, probably someone from the black market." Chao Yan pointed out.

Are today's avatars so boring?
Xie Jiuniang was numb, and the gods of the Southern Territory seemed to work extra hard, and they all ran out to set up stalls by themselves.

I saw the two walking away.

Later, the younger one didn't know what to say, but the elder laughed lightly.

As a formidable monk, it is not difficult to see that the two are transmitting voices.What they talked about should be relaxed, and the elders laughed lightly, without the slightest annoyance that should be due to missing the opportunity.

The stall owner tightened his grip on the small gourd.

The person staring at the side sneered again, "Oh, this little gourd is a great opportunity, hurry up and put it away."

"You crazy dog, why do you always have trouble with me?"

"Who told you to break the rules of the black market."

"Buying and selling is free. If I am happy, I can sell one piece. If I am not happy, why don't I sell it? Which point violates the rules of the black market?" The stall owner said without shame.

The man mocked again, "If you say you don't violate it, then don't violate it."

"..."

Until Xie Jiuniang left the black market with Chaoyan, she didn't buy that Fusang Token again.

This mentality is stable.

The sword spirit was anxious for her, "You really left like this, didn't you buy it back? He said it was 100 million pieces, you just throw away the 100 million and take it away."

"As far as you dare to think, no matter how fast I move, I can still surpass Huashen?"

"Can you ask Master for help?"

"It's too troublesome. I have to go to the auction later." Xie Jiuniang's attitude was a blessing for me, but a loss for my life.

Sword spirits who have been to the Fusang Secret Realm naturally know the importance of the Fusang Token, "Dog Master, have you forgotten that you can become a master of the secret realm if you collect all nine of them."

"You also said to collect all nine pieces."

Xie Jiuniang now has five coins.

One more or one less has little effect, and it does not affect entering the secret realm.

In her mind, it is extremely difficult to collect enough nine pieces.

Therefore, the mentality can be stabilized.

After shopping around the black market, Chao Yan led her away without looking back, with no intention of going back again.

The stall owner who was paying attention to the two felt aggrieved and thought: Isn't the little gourd a chance?

The person next to him laughed again, gloating, "When a piece of garbage is lucky to sell for 100 million, some people don't cherish it. When they leave, they start to regret it..."

The stall owner, who was holding a small gourd in his hand, was so angry that he subconsciously used some force.

Then, the small gourd was pinched and split open.

Open your palms and see——

"Hahaha, black iron wood!"

The man laughed wantonly, and pinched a spiritual power mask just in time to prevent the laughter from spreading, "If you don't break it, it can still be worth [-] spirit stones, but now it's broken..."

Black iron wood is a kind of spirit wood, very hard.

Many weapon masters will use it to refine flying swords.

The ebony wood used for this small gourd is relatively rare, at least thousands of years old, and the person who made it did not know what to paint on the surface, it looks smooth to the touch, and it looks like that.

It is sold as a handicraft on the market, worth thousands of spirit stones.

Someone offered 100 million yuan, but it didn't sell...

It's okay if you don't know, but it's hard to avoid worrying if you know.

With a dark face, the stall owner collected the miscellaneous things and left the black market depressed.

Xie Jiuniang didn't know there was such a black market.

If you know it, you will probably laugh.

Next door to the City Lord's Mansion is the auction house.

The master and apprentice didn't even take off their cloaks, they came over directly, and handed over the invitation card at the door.A special person came over and took the two of them up to the VIP private room on the third floor with good manners.

The single room is elegantly furnished with a faint floral fragrance.

There are spiritual fruits and spiritual tea on the tea table, which are provided free of charge.

The auction has not yet started.

Xie Jiuniang sat down and looked down.

Below is a hall with many tables and chairs, and there is an auction table.

People in the private room on the third floor can clearly see the situation in the hall below, but people outside can't see the situation in the private room, because the private room is equipped with a prying formation.

Chao Yan shook the booklet in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to read the auction list?"

"want!"

Xie Jiuniang took out the tea set herself.

After brewing a pot of tea for the master, he took over the auction list.

Chao Yan drank the tea made by his apprentice, not to mention how happy he was, "I will shoot whatever I like later, and the master will send it to you."

"Okay, thank you first, Master." Xie Jiuniang was not polite to him, and started flipping through the auction list, "Hey, what is this? Yanling Fan, Sun Bow, Millennium Spiritual Plant, and this, there is actually one on sale." Waiting for the skill."

"Yo, is this true or not, half immortal artifact auction?!"

The little apprentice flipped through the list, barking with his small mouth.

If this was not his own apprentice, Chao Yan would have thrown him out of the private room.

It's noisy!
(End of this chapter)