Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 157 Buying a Magic Treasure
The young man didn't notice the arrival of the dialect, but the several Foundation Establishment cultivators around him all discovered similar dialects.

There are not many people in Qingyun market who don't know them, unless they are new monks from other places, everyone knows the shortcomings of this young master. Today's [-]th floor of Qi Refining, who wants someone to have a good father?

They have caused a lot of trouble in the Qingyun market, and the guards wiped their buttocks. Now the young master is teasing a female monk who is in the early stage of Qi refining. They were so close that they couldn't help not paying attention.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop." This person spoke politely, but stopped the dialect.

"Oh? I'm here to pick up my sister."

"Sister?" The monk looked at the dialect, and then at Liu'er in the field.

The young man over there also discovered the dialect: "This is your elder brother? It just so happens that we come to my residence together, and your natural talents and earthly treasures are indispensable. I guarantee that you will reach the late stage of Qi refining soon."

After spending a few words with Liu Erhua, the young man walked towards the dialect.

Liu Er and the others also saw Fang Yan, regardless of the dangers around them, they rushed towards Fang Yan. Fortunately, Huang Wu and the others did not lose their vigilance, and slowly gathered towards Fang Yan with weapons in hand.

This is not to blame for Liu'er. When she was in the Dark Demon Realm, she spent most of her time on guard in the village and had no actual combat experience. people.

After gathering around the dialect, the people surnamed Huang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huang Wu, what's going on." Dialect asked the calmest Huang Wu.

"He teased Liu'er."

"Don't put it so harshly, our young master just invited Ms. Liu'er to the mansion as a guest." A Foundation Establishment follower spoke again.

The young man also came to the front at this time: "This fellow Taoist." Before he finished speaking, he heard a sentence in dialect: "Get out."

The young man's face suddenly turned from red to white to blue, as if he had never seen such a shameless person.

Dialect also doesn't want to cause trouble in this market, fighting in the market will definitely not have any good results, the opponent's cultivation is not high, but there are a few followers in the foundation stage, and no one will believe that there is no backer.Ignoring the young man's expression, he just told Huang Wu and the others: "You guys follow me, and we'll leave here after we buy something."

Naturally, Huang Wu and the others had no objection, they followed Fang Yan and wanted to leave.

"Stop, do you want to leave that much?" the young man yelled, and a few Foundation Establishment monks had already blocked the way.

"En? What do you think?" Fang Yan squinted at the young man. To be honest, ten or eight of these young people would not be put in the eyes of Fang Yan. , it was only in the market now that he couldn't kill, so he stopped to talk.

"It's not that bad, I'll save face for you, as long as you all go to my house, this matter will be considered exposed, otherwise, hum."

Fang Yan laughed a little, a Qi Refining cultivator dared to threaten himself a Foundation Establishment cultivator like this, I really don't know how he lived for so long.

"I have something urgent to do, please step aside."

Seeing that the dialect was still unwilling to bow his head, the young man was a little annoyed, he had never lost face so much before, and whispered to the person beside him: "Shitong, you guys are guarding, as long as he doesn't agree, he will never let go .”

"Don't worry, young master, we know."

Seeing this, Fang Yan knew that the other party did not dare to use force easily, but he just wanted to suppress himself with a few foundation-building monks, otherwise, before he came, Liu Er and the others had been taken away by them.

As long as the other party has scruples, dialect is not afraid.

With a wave of his hand, let Liu Er, Huang Wu and others follow behind him, regardless of the few people blocking the way in front, and walk straight ahead.

Several Foundation Establishment followers found that things were not as smooth as they expected. They were all Foundation Establishment cultivators, and their cultivation base was much higher than that of the opponent's second-floor Foundation Establishment. Not one person.

A foundation-building cultivator will have his own momentum. A Qi-refining cultivator, if he does not have a special skill or an extraordinary magic weapon, will be unable to move under the pressure of this momentum. This is the gap in realm.

Of course, for both sides who are both Foundation Establishment cultivators, this situation will naturally not happen, but with several people working together, a cultivator of the same level will definitely be completely suppressed.

But what they never expected was that the dialect seemed to be unaffected by anything, and just passed through the suppression of the spiritual consciousness of a few people. A huge force broke through their spiritual consciousness network at once, and several people were slightly injured as a result.

Seeing that the other party walked away like this, the young man's face was even worse. It was only when he saw that the people around him seemed to have suffered some injuries, so he didn't order to pursue him.

A person came over next to him, who was also his follower, but a monk in the Qi refining period: "Young master, I think they are all foreign monks, and they don't look like disciples of any big sect. They must be a group of casual cultivators. He left Qingyun Market." After saying that, he stopped and looked at the young man.

The young man smiled sinisterly: "You mean to be outside by then?"

"Young master is wise."

Dialect who had already led Liu'er and others towards Baiyaolou naturally didn't know, and inadvertently provoked another enemy, but even if he knew the result, Fang Yan would not change his way. What else to do.

When passing by a magic weapon shop, Liu Er insisted on going in to have a look, but Fang Yan had no choice but to bring a few people into it. As soon as they entered the shop, Liu Er, Huang Wu and the others were attracted by the dazzling array of magic weapons in the shop. Let them each choose the magic weapon that is pleasing to the eye, but here are all magic weapons, and the best ones are only high-grade magic weapons. Fortunately, their cultivation base is still very low, and now even high-level magic weapons cannot be used. It's just right.

Each of the several people chose a favorite magic weapon, and everyone's taste can be seen from the magic weapon they choose.

Huang Wu chose a broadsword, which seemed to be a wide open and closed path. Several other people chose flying swords and armor, but their grades were not very good.

Only Liu'er chose the most special one, which turned out to be a hairpin. Dialect looked at it, and found that the workmanship was exquisite, and it could inspire a water curtain brilliance. Unfortunately, this water curtain brilliance has no effect other than being beautiful. It can be punctured, I really don't know what Liu'er is thinking, how can she like such a useless thing.

However, seeing that several people liked the things he had chosen very much, Dialect didn't say much, and paid for Lingshi directly, and at the same time took dozens of things of similar grade, and gave at least one to the people of the Huang clan. Things, Dialect intends to send them directly. If you want advanced ones in the future, you need to reach the level of cultivation to get them. It is impossible to supply so many people by yourself.

The shop owner was very happy. He only opened a low-end magic weapon shop. Although the price was not high, there were still not many customers who bought hundreds of pieces at once, which was worth his income for a few days. With [-] spirit stones, he also saw that Dialect was the leader of this group of people, and said, "Fellow Daoist, I still have some rare things here. I don't know if Fellow Daoist is interested."

"Rare stuff?" The shopkeeper, like himself, is also in the early stage of foundation establishment. Dialect didn't think there would be any good things here, but seeing the shopkeeper's enthusiasm, he decided to take a casual look.

"Follow me." The shopkeeper ordered the staff, and led the dialects to a warehouse in the backyard. The shopkeeper opened a box, which was full of all kinds of messy gadgets. Can't see what it's for.

Dialect is not very interested, but Liu Er's interest is very strong, this is the owner's plan, he had no plan to sell things to Dialect, but saw that Dialect seemed to be very fond of this little girl, and found that The little girl likes some weird and fun things, so she remembered that she still has a box of playthings. I don’t know how long they have been stored. It is best to sell this opportunity to the little girl in front of me.

(End of this chapter)