Chapter 98: Forced Purchase and Sale

Chapter 98 Forced Buying and Selling

"By the way, where did this... magic weapon come from?" Xiao Hua suddenly woke up and said to himself: "Magic weapons are used by people in the demon world. Neither spiritual thoughts nor magic power can be used. What do I, a cultivator, want from them?"

"Oh, maybe this area is dedicated to selling magic weapons. No wonder not many monks come here!" Xiao Hua already understood the reason for the lack of people, so he turned around and left! This so-called magic weapon was really far away from him, so there was no need for him to waste time here.

However, the moment Xiao Hua turned around, a powerful spiritual thought swept over quickly, looking at Xiao Hua from top to bottom, inside and out. Xiao Hua was shocked and almost stopped. Yes, but he also knows that this is just a spiritual thought, not a pressure. He * pig * pig * island * novel w.zuzd a young monk on the second level of Qi refining should not be aware of it. Therefore, he suppressed the pressure in his heart. Even though I was throbbing, I still turned around and prepared to move...

"Little baby, come here!" A voice sounded, as if speaking in his ear. Xiao Hua was stunned. That voice was the thin black monk's just now. "What is he looking for?" Xiao Hua wondered, He had no choice but to stop, and then he looked around inexplicably, then pointed at his nose and asked: "Is it... which senior is called junior?"

"Well, I'm just calling you. Who else here is talking about little baby except you?" The thin and dark monk looked impatient, stretched out his right hand, hooked his index finger, and shouted: "Come here quickly, I will follow you Tell me something!”

"Yes, junior, come over right now!" Xiao Hua replied, not daring to be slow at all. He hurriedly ran to the person's stall, bowed and saluted: "Senior... I don't know what it means to ask junior to come over?"

"First take off your useless thing!" The thin black monk said coldly: "What's the use of wearing this thing? I can see your true face at a glance. You are a little Qi Refiner. What’s wrong with this little baby?”

Xiao Hua was sweating, thought for a moment, and then obediently took off the mízhu and revealed his true face.

"Oh, it's just an ordinary face, what are you afraid of? If you really want to cover your face, then go to the Qiqiaomen store and buy a real mí綄, this thing is useless!" Hei Shou The monk nodded.

"So that the seniors know that the juniors are casual cultivators. They are afraid that something inappropriate will fall into the eyes of others and cause trouble, so they thought of this mí綄. However, the juniors really cannot afford the mí綄 of the Qiqiao Sect. !" Xiao Hua answered honestly.

"Nonsense, of course I know that you are a casual cultivator. You are already on the second level of Qi Refining at such an old age. What else can you be if you are not a casual cultivator?" The thin black monk snorted coldly, then rolled his eyes and said, "I am in a bad mood today. Shuang, I like you, now I’ll give you a chance,

If you can do me a favor, I... will tell you my name. From now on, you can do something in my name. Of course, if your enemy captures you and wants to take your life, you can also do it. If you use my name, you may be able to save your life! Oh, by the way, this time! Do you think it will work? "

"This..." Upon hearing the words of the thin black monk, Xiao Hua knew that this matter would never be easy. He thought for a moment, handed over his hands and said: "Senior, please make it clear. I will see if I, the junior, can help."

"Whether you can help, I can't say, it depends on whether you are willing to help!" The old man glanced sideways at Xiao Hua,

"Senior, please speak out!"

"Okay, it's actually very simple. There are so many magic weapons in my stall, you only need to buy one!"

"Huh???" Xiao Hua was stunned and stammered: "Old senior, you... you are not mistaken, are you right? This junior... has just refined the cultivation of the second level of Qi, and is still a casual cultivator. To... to... What is this magic weapon for?"

"The magic weapon is not a magic weapon. It does not require spiritual thoughts or mana. It doesn't matter whether you are at the second level of Qi Refining or the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. It can be used. I only let you pick it because I think you like it!" The old man said with a faint smile. Change.

"But...don't you always think about other people?" Xiao Hua turned his head and pointed at others, but as soon as he raised his head, he was stunned. There were several people wandering in this area just now, but at this time, they were all gone. No, not even a human hair was missing. There were only a few monks with their eyes closed, sitting behind their respective stalls, whether they were adjusting their breath or resting their minds!

Xiao Hua was speechless, who allowed himself to be a monk on the second level of Qi Refining? I can't even outrun others!

"But, senior...it's not that this junior is orthopedic. Even if this junior wants to buy your magic weapon, how can a junior cultivator get a top-quality spiritual stone? To be honest, this junior has never seen what a top-quality spiritual stone looks like!" Xiao Hua laughed at himself.

"You want to see the best spiritual stone, but the best spiritual stone doesn't want you!" The thin black old man laughed: "I know you don't have the best spiritual stone, but I took out seven or eight hundred yuan of high-grade spiritual stone, and I let you Just pick one!"

"Seven or eight hundred high-grade spiritual stones?" Xiao Hua asked in shock: "Isn't that just seven or eight top-grade spiritual stones? Why is it so cheap?"

"You ignorant thing!" The thin black monk yelled: "A thousand high-grade spiritual stones are worth one top-grade spiritual stone! I'm too lazy to tell you, hurry up, take out everything in your storage bag, I want you to choose a magic weapon?"

"Ah?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Hua's face turned green. In his storage bag, he put a lot of spiritual grass, fireball talisman, imprisonment talisman, and some talisman paper, talisman ink and talisman for refining the yellow talisman. Fu Bi originally wanted to come to Yiji in exchange for some good things, but now he regretted it. Why did he put the things in the storage bag?

The most important thing is that he did some calculations and found that all these things added up are not worth one top-grade spiritual stone. Well, even seven or eight hundred high-grade spiritual stones are not enough. If...if they are all taken out, wouldn't it be enough? Aren’t they all going to be taken away by this dark and thin old man? And all that was left to him was a magic weapon that was neither good for eating nor good for drinking, and even more useless?

"Senior... Junior... It's really useless to have this magic weapon!" Xiao Hua shrank back: "And the spirit stones in the junior's storage bag have to be used for other purposes... You sir, You can't buy or sell by force..."

Xiao Hua almost cried, speaking very pitifully.

It's a pity that the dark and thin monk is not a person who loves flowers and cherishes jade. When he heard what Xiao Hua said, his face turned cold and he smiled: "Hey, of course, how dare I buy and sell by force in Jingbo City? Even if Yi Ji’s guards don’t say anything, City Lord Liu won’t make me look good! Of course I don’t dare to embarrass you!”

Xiao Hua's face softened slightly, but thinking about the conversation between the dark and thin monk and the Jingbo City disciples just now, Xiao Hua felt a thump in his heart and thought to himself: "It seems... not so easy to talk to, right?"

Sure enough, the old man said slowly: "I remember your face, unless you live in Jingbo City for the rest of your life and never leave Jingbo City, otherwise..."

The old man didn't say anything else. He just lowered his head and fiddled with the dark magic weapon on the stall. He ignored Xiao Hua, but Xiao Hua's face turned pale. This... was a threat, but... What can Xiao Hua do? His mí綄...can't stop other people's spiritual thoughts. His true face has been seen for a long time, and he can't escape even if he wants to!

"But the problem is, who did you pick? Why did you pick me?" Xiao Hua was filled with grief and anger. After thinking for a while and seeing if no one else came, Xiao Hua murmured: "Senior... can you? Leave some spirit stones to the juniors? Otherwise, the juniors... won’t have a place to stay at night!”

"Bah, I have more than one top-quality spiritual stone to my name. You bought a magic weapon that is rare in the cultivation world of Xiaoyu Continent and saved your life. What are you not satisfied with? You still want me to give in? There is no way. !" The old man said decisively, then looked at Xiao Hua's waist, hooked his index finger and said, "Why don't you bring it to me quickly?"

Xiao Hua chewed his mouth with his teeth. He was really hesitant and reluctant to give up. However, looking at the old man's cold eyes, he still held back. He stretched out his hand and was about to take something from the storage bag when he heard the old man's cold eyes. He said coldly: "I want you to bring the entire storage bag! Don't worry, I will only take things worth one top-grade spiritual stone, and leave nothing else behind!"

"You said just now..." Xiao Hua just wanted to argue that it was seven or eight hundred high-grade spiritual stones, but when he just said it, he didn't know it was because of the old man's vision. He also said that he felt boring, so he stopped talking and took the storage bag from his waist. He untied it and handed it over.

"Tsk tsk, look at your tattered storage bag, I... I have never seen such a tattered, cramped space. No wonder you are embarrassed to take it out. What kind of tatty stuff is this?" The thin, dark old man said. He took Xiao Hua's storage bag, opened it, took out a few fireball talismans and imprisonment talismans, and threw them in again with a look of disdain, "Huh? There are actually a few two-hundred-year-olds left. The spiritual grass? It's beyond my expectation!" Then, the old man took out a few ordinary spiritual grasses, looked at them casually, and said with a smile: "Okay, little kid, you take a bunch of tattered yellow talismans. Add this little spiritual grass, well, there are also hundreds of middle-grade spiritual stones to exchange for magic weapons with me. Alas, I see you as pitiful and reluctantly agree to it. You just pick one!"

With that said, he pulled everything in Xiao Hua's storage bag into his own storage bag, and returned the empty storage bag to Xiao Hua.

Looking at the storage bag that didn't even have a low-grade talisman pen, Xiao Hua wanted to cry without tears. However, everything was taken out and it couldn't be wasted. Xiao Hua could only look at the stall in front of the old man with a livid face. On the stall, the dozen or so magic weapons were all very strange and weird in shape. Xiao Hua didn't know which one was which. After looking at it for a moment, the old man became impatient and urged: "Little baby, hurry up and choose one, old man." ...There’s something else!”

"Yes~" Xiao Hua looked at it again, and his eyes fell on the tip of a incomplete spear...x-on:.