The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 87

In the world of cultivating immortals, those who have become infants are generally regarded as masters of a generation. Those who have become infants are generally thousand-year-old monsters who rarely appear, and most of them practice in seclusion and don't care about world affairs.

There was incomparable shock in the woman's brows, no wonder the other party was the top-grade spar as soon as he made a move.
"I don't know if it's senior coming, I'm being rude!" The woman bowed slightly after regaining her composure.

"No problem!" Zhao Wuji waved his hand and asked, "Have you met Madam? I wonder if there are any treasures for sale in your store?"

The woman thought for a while, then nodded and said: "If an ordinary person comes here, I will naturally refuse, but according to the senior's cultivation, there are indeed some treasures in this store, and I don't know if they can fall into the senior's eyes. If senior is interested, why not go to the third floor with my concubine?"

"Hehe, that's fine, then let Madam lead the way!" Zhao Wuji responded with a smile, and followed the woman up the stairs.

While going upstairs, the woman said: "Our Zhenbao Zhai, the first floor is only for ordinary monks, and the second floor is for selling some high-grade treasures, and often the masters of the Jindan stage come back to patronize. As for these three floors, if it is not Huaying We won’t give out any seniors who are older than [-] years!”

"Hehe, then I'm really honored!" Zhao Wuji laughed.

"Where, it is the blessing of our Zhenbaozhai to be able to serve senior monks like senior!" The slave girl said with a smile.

The evil tiger followed at the end, looking around curiously, it was the first time he came to the shop of a human monk, and everything he saw was fresh, and he felt even more that the owner he recognized was good enough, look, he is a golden elixir All the masters in the period were very polite and did not dare to neglect, and I also felt that the thief had face, so I unconsciously raised my chest and raised my head when walking.

The space on the third floor is very small, but the walls of the entire room are covered with various high-level defensive spells, which seem to be heavily guarded, and I can't help but admire: "There are definitely treasures on this floor. Otherwise, it would be impossible to arrange so many spells at such a large cost, tsk tsk, even if there are immortal cultivators in the realm of transforming babies to make trouble, I'm afraid they won't be able to escape unscathed if they enter here!"

(End of this chapter)