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Chapter 365 Selling Swords

Gu Hongyu has never met Li Hua.

So she could only nodded coldly to Ye Changan.

After being rejected by Ye Changan, she approached Bai Xueyi again.

As one of the few top-ranked female disciples among the inner disciples, the two girls have a good relationship.

As for Xiangzhu, who is also a woman.

That strange woman prefers to be independent.

Bai Xueyi said calmly: "Let's go quickly, the formation is about to start."

She and Ye Changan have not seen each other since the last time in the forbidden area.

Later, she heard that Ye Changan went to the Divine Weapon Palace.

Tie Jinqiang blocked the news about Ye Changan, so few people knew that Ye Changan was a heavenly soldier.

Bai Xueyi only thought that Ye Changan was an apprentice in the Divine Weapon Hall.

Probably because he felt that his path as a monk had come to an end, he thought of taking another path.

But the difficulty of the weapon refiner is only higher than that of the monk.

Bai Xueyi felt that Junior Brother Li was just trying in vain, and he just didn't want to say more because of the other party's life-saving grace.

After Ye Changan and the two women walked into the teleportation formation.

Several more disciples of the Western God Sect came to the formation one after another.

After a while, the teleportation formation was filled with Western Shen Sect disciples, including several elders.

It can be seen that Wanbao Pavilion is very popular in Xishen Sect.

This is one of the reasons why the old men in the Divine Weapon Palace are unhappy with Wanbao Pavilion.

After everyone was gathered, a rickety old man came to the front of the formation holding an array plate.

I saw the old man turning the array disk gently.

The next moment, the giant stone formation burst into golden light.

Ye Changan and others were wrapped in golden light, and even the monks could not see clearly what was ahead.

After the golden light disappeared, they appeared in a green and quiet valley.

A young man who looked like a Taoist priest wearing a purple gold crown said loudly: "The plum blossoms in Wanbao Pavilion are shining brightly."

Everyone from the Western God Sect has appeared on the teleportation formation of Wanbao Pavilion.

Bai Xueyi and Gu Hongyu have been to Wanbao Pavilion many times, so they are used to it.

Ye Changan looked at the teleportation formation curiously.

Crossing a hundred thousand miles in an instant, this method is really magical.

After walking out of the small valley.

A huge city suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

This is Wanbao Pavilion.

The city had no walls or guards.

Wanbao Pavilion is said to be a sect, but in fact it is more like a huge market.

This huge city not only houses Wanbao Pavilion's own business, but also disciples from other sects can do business here as long as they pay the stall fee.

This is also the reason why a large number of Xizhou Sect disciples are willing to come here.

Bai Xueyi: "Junior Brother Li, I have something to do, so I will leave first."

She nodded to Ye Changan and then left.

Gu Hongyu left without even looking at it.

After the two girls left, Ye Changan found a deserted place and changed into his original appearance.

He has no foundation in Xizhou and is not afraid of people recognizing him, so he is the best suited to do things.

After changing back to his original appearance.

Ye Changan then walked into Wanbao Pavilion.

There are tens of thousands of stores in Wanbao Pavilion.

There are countless rare and exotic treasures, and it is said that there are even treasures from outside Xizhou.

However, Ye Changan was not in a hurry to hunt for treasure.

The purpose of his coming to Wanbao Pavilion was to sell flying swords.

Wanbao Pavilion's service is surprisingly attentive, not only to customers buying things, but also to shop stall owners.

Ye Changan found a young disciple of Wanbao Pavilion.

The Wanbao Pavilion disciple immediately took Ye Changan to an attic.

Ye Changan received a token after paying the stall fee of 30 spirit coins.

As long as he finds the stall corresponding to the number on the token, he can start doing business.

Looking at the token in his hand, he was secretly speechless. Before he even started earning spiritual coins, he had already earned eighty spiritual coins.

Ye Changan found his stall by looking for the numbers on the stall.

The location here is pretty good.

The surrounding stall owners are doing a booming business.

Ye Changan had accumulated a lot of experience in setting up stalls in the demon market before.

Wanbao Pavilion is undoubtedly much more sophisticated than the Demon Market in Shiwanda Mountain.

At least every stall has a counter.

Ye Changan laid a piece of black cloth on the counter, then took out eight flying swords and placed them on the black cloth.

Although Wanbao Pavilion is extremely safe, if you take out dozens of high-level flying swords at once, it will inevitably attract the attention of someone with evil intentions.

Some evil and demonic cultivators are inherently bold and must be guarded against.

Eight flying swords are just right.

Wanbao Pavilion has no shortage of treasures, let alone customers.

In the blink of an eye, a man wearing a black robe, whose gender could not be identified, stopped in front of Ye Changan's stall.

The man in black robe spoke in a hoarse voice: "High-level flying sword?"

Ye Changan: "Exactly."

"I want all fifteen thousand spirit coins."

The man in black robe said something shocking.

Ye Changan raised his eyebrows.

Fifteen thousand spiritual coins, even Tie Jinqiang, the richest man in the Divine Weapon Palace, does not have such a rich family background.

But this is not something Ye Changan should be concerned about.

"Deal," he said decisively.

Selling eight flying swords in one go undoubtedly saved him a lot of time.

The price given by the man in black robe is quite reasonable.

The man in black robe threw out a brocade bag embroidered with exquisite dragon patterns, and then with a wave of his sleeve, the eight flying swords were taken away by him in an instant.

Ye Changan slowly picked up the kit.

After checking it carefully, he saw that there were indeed fifteen thousand spiritual coins in the bag, and then he nodded with satisfaction.

The man in black robe had no intention of staying any longer.

After obtaining eight high-level flying swords, he disappeared into the crowd.

Ye Changan was in a good mood after selling eight flying swords as soon as it opened.

With more than 20,000 spiritual coins in his arms, he suddenly felt refreshed.

With such a huge sum of money, I no longer have to worry about spiritual coins in a short time.

After the matter of the spiritual coins was resolved, Ye Changan began to plan his second goal in Wanbao Pavilion, which was to purchase waste elixirs.

The weapon refiner of Wanbao Pavilion is the only one in Xizhou, and his alchemist is no less impressive, and he is also the top in Xizhou.

It is said that there are three thousand alchemists under his sect, and his background can be seen as general.

Ye Changan went straight to the Shendan Hall in Wanbao Pavilion, which specializes in selling elixirs.

The Divine Pill Hall is huge, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

There are countless magical elixirs among them, which are the favorite places for alchemists in Xizhou.

As soon as I walked into the Shendan Hall, I smelled the ecstatic fragrance of elixirs.

What a great place.

Ye Changan looked at the numerical values ​​in his eyes and secretly praised them in his heart.

The Western Shen Sect's Pill Palace is nothing compared to this.

He found a disciple of Wanbao Pavilion who looked capable.

"Brother, I wonder if your pavilion has waste elixirs for sale?"

When the disciple of Wanbao Pavilion heard that Ye Changan wanted to buy the waste pill, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his face did not change much.

"Yes, I wonder how many do you want?"

Ye Changan: "Of course it's all necessary."

Hearing this, the Wanbao Pavilion disciple couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

The alchemist of Wanbao Pavilion refines more than 10,000 elixirs every day. The waste elixirs are useless, and the number accumulated over time has become extremely terrifying.

He only thought that the Ye Changan in front of him was a young monk who had never seen the world.

"In that case, I will take you there and you can take it yourself."

(End of this chapter)