Chapter 1049 Selling Wine

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Qinglin Prefecture is separated from Dongji Prefecture by two large states. ??

In the past few days, there have been many brilliance from all directions, and they have gathered in this state.

In the central area of ​​Qinglin Prefecture, there is a mountain called Yuheng Mountain, which is ten thousand zhang high and steep. This time the conference will be held here.

Accompanied by rays of brilliance, forces arrived one by one and climbed Yuheng Mountain.

For a while, Yuheng Mountain was overcrowded and extremely lively.

Those older generations gathered to discuss countermeasures, while those young people gathered in groups, drinking and partying, and comparing each other.

They are comparing, of course, who has more treasures.

"Look, this is the Yin-Yang Thunder of my Yin-Yang Great Sect. If one goes down, even if you are a master in the middle and late stages of baby formation, you have to kneel down. Two of them together will make you cry and cry."

Daozi of the Yin Yang Great Sect took out a palm-sized ball and bragged about it.

"Wow! This is Yin Yang Thunder!"

All the geniuses were amazed.

This Yin-Yang Thunder is the killer weapon of the Yin-Yang Great Sect, and it is famous for its enormous power.

It is said that this mine is divided into several grades, the most powerful one can injure the strong ones. Even the lowest ones can still injure the middle and late stages of a baby's birth, and each one is extremely precious.

Seeing the amazed expressions of the people around him, Yin Yang Daozi grinned, feeling a little overjoyed.

"Cut! What is this? Look, what is this?"

Daozi of Luotian University stood up and took out an ancient sword.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the sword came out, it trembled non-stop, bursting out with a terrifying killing aura.

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped.

"This...is this one of Luo Tian's Nine Swords?" Someone asked in disbelief.

The Luotian Nine Swords are the nine ancient swords handed down by the Luotian Great Sect since ancient times, each of which is a high-level treasure. Unexpectedly, the Luotian Great Sect brought out all these treasures.

"That's right!"

Daozi Luo Tian raised his face and said proudly.

"Cut, isn't it a high-level treasure! It's not the treasure of the town religion, what's so rare, who doesn't have it!"

The Daozi of the Changsheng University was not angry, he stood up, and took out a piece of wood, which was green and radiant, exuding an amazing vitality.

"Is this... everlasting wood?"

Everyone exclaimed again.

"Exactly!"

Daozi Changsheng smiled triumphantly, and said loudly, "This short tree is five thousand years old, and it can break ten thousand spells!"

"Wow!"

Everyone is full of envy.

"Cut! Can you break ten thousand laws? There's no use for that. That Qin guy has a strong body. If you hold a piece of broken wood, you won't be crushed to death with one punch!" Daozi Luo Tian sneered.

"You..." Changsheng Daozi was so choked that he couldn't speak, his face flushed.

"Not only do I have the longevity wood, I also have the longevity armor, boots, and mirror, all of which are treasures!" He pointed at various places on his body.

"Oh! You guys, it's too bad, it's too cheap! After all, you are a great teacher, how can you come out with this crap!"

Daozi of the Feng family stood up, "Look, what is this!"

He stretched out his right palm, the palm flicked, and a fire sprang out.

The fire turned into a fire phoenix, rushed into the air, circled around, and landed back.

"Oh my god! This... this is Feng Qihuo! Did your Feng family take out all this fire?"

All Taoists were a little speechless.

This Fengqi fire is the top fire of the Feng family. There are only two groups in the entire Feng family. One group is on the head of the family, and the other group is in the treasure house. Unexpectedly, the Feng family moved all these treasures out. .

"The Feng family has spent a lot of money!"

Everyone sighed.

Then, more people stood up and showed off their treasures.

A group of people fought for a while, and their enthusiasm was high. Someone said, "What's the use of having so many treasures, no one can find them!"

A group of people were stunned.

The atmosphere suddenly became cold and extremely awkward.

"Damn, drink! Drink!"

A group of people sat down and drank wine.

drunk to the brim,

Then they started clamoring.

"If that guy comes here, I can kill him with a single sword!"

"I smashed him to death with one blow!"

When they ran out of wine, they called one person to buy wine.

There are a lot of people here, all of them have high levels of cultivation, and when they drink, they pour wine one after another, and the wine is consumed quickly.

People from several surrounding cities saw business opportunities, so they came to sell wine, and the business was booming.

On this day, on the mountain road leading to Yuheng Mountain, a middle-aged uncle came, pushing a cart with several jars of wine piled up on it, and tied a flag with three big characters "Shenxian Wine" written on it.

This person is dressed in white clothes, with a big belly and a smiling face. He has the temperament of a standard market hawker.

"Selling wine! Selling wine! A jug of delicious immortal wine only costs one hundred yuan!"

As he pushed, he opened his throat and yelled hard.

"Fuck! One hundred yuan for a pot?"

Not far away, a group of wine peddlers were speechless when they heard this.

The most common grade of wine on the market is less than 10 yuan per jug, and the better ones are only 20 to 30 yuan, and the wine priced at 50 yuan is already as high as the sky. What kind of wine is this guy? How dare you sell it for 100 yuan? An altar?

"Brother, you are too dark! These people are rich, but they can't be slaughtered like this!"

"That's right, these are big people, what if they kill you if you are not careful!"

shouted a group of peddlers.

"Don't be afraid! My wine is definitely worth the price!" the middle-aged uncle said cheerfully.

While talking, he pushed the cart over, stood aside, and set up a stall.

At this time, someone came from the other side of the valley, a young man in a green robe, "Buy wine! Buy wine! Bring me another hundred jars! Here, this is money, don't need to change it!"

The person walked to the booth next to him and yelled.

The peddler was immediately happy, nodded and said, "Master, thank you for your patronage!"

Then, he took out a storage bag and handed it over.

The man got the wine and was about to leave. At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught Tang Hao's side.

"Immortal Wine? What is it? I've never heard of it!"

When he took a closer look, his face changed, "One hundred yuan a jar? Robbery! The most expensive wine I've ever had is only fifty yuan!"

Tang Hao said with a smile: "That's because your wine is too bad, my wine is not ordinary!"

"Yo! Your tone is quite big! Come on, let me see what kind of wine you have. If it's not worth a hundred yuan, I'll chop you up with a sword!"

As he spoke, he showed a bit of a fierce look.

The alcohol sellers on the side all looked terrified.

The people here are all members of great religions and sects, and to them, everyone is a super big shot that they cannot afford to provoke.

But then, it was a little gloating.

"Hey! This guy is really brainless! Don't even think about it, can he kill these people?"

Tang Hao didn't change his expression, and said, "Please!"

The young man sneered, then stepped up, picked up a jug of wine, patted it, and then opened the seal.