Chapter 1128 You Dare to Trick Me!

Di Yan's expression changed, and he finally chose to swallow his anger. Seeing this, Feng Xi laughed, and threw fifty Damo coins to the middle-aged stall owner, "I want this dagger."

The middle-aged stall owner accepted the desert coins with a smile, and was about to hand the dagger to Feng Si, but Ning Qi, who had been silent all this time, smiled and said, "Fifty-five desert coins."

Swish, swish, countless eyes fell on Ning Qi, and the eyes were full of surprise.

"Fellow Daoist Beixuan, forget it, don't argue with him."

Di Yan hastily sent voice to persuade him, and at the same time, a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes. He knew that Ning Qi wanted to vent their anger on their behalf, but Di Yan knew that Ning Qi didn't have fifty-five desert coins on him, so he was asking prices indiscriminately in the desert market. , but in the end he couldn’t get out the desert coins, he would be severely punished!

What's more, Feng Xi is a narrow-minded person. If he is jealous and Ning Qi has no foundation in the desert, Feng Xi will definitely use the power of Cold Wind Valley to launch fierce retaliation against Ning Qi. I can't intercede with it, after all, Feng Si's father is the owner of the Cold Wind Valley, an existence in the early stage of the immortal state.

"Fellow Daoist Diyan, I have my own plan."

Ning Qi smiled and said to Di Yan.

When Di Yan heard this, a worried look appeared on his face.

At this time, the middle-aged stall owner heard Ning Qi's asking price, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, but his greed made him take back the dagger he was about to hand to Feng Si.

A trace of anger flashed in Feng Si's eyes, he looked coldly at Ning Qi, then at Di Yan, and suddenly let out a chuckle: "Oh, so you know Di Yan and the others, hehe, stand up for them? Don't even look at it." How many catties and taels do you have, you give fifty-five desert coins, and I give sixty!"

"Sixty-five."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"Seventy pieces!"

Feng Xi sneered.

"Seventy-five."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"Eighty pieces!"

A murderous intent flashed in Feng Xi's eyes, and his rationality told him that the price was already too high. After all, the origin of this dagger was questionable, but the smile on Ning Qi's face aroused the anger in his heart intentionally or unintentionally, That sliver of rationality was also left behind by Feng Si.

The two dog legs following him wanted to speak out to remind them, but when they saw Feng Xi's expression, they shut their mouths wisely.

"Eighty?"

There was a hint of shock on everyone's face, and some monks looked at Feng Xi with envy and jealousy. The son of a mere valley owner can come up with so many desert coins at once. No wonder others are fighting over their heads, thinking To be the owner of the valley.

"How can this be good..."

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Di Yan's forehead. He looked at Ning Qi, then at Feng Si, feeling a little regretful in his heart. If he had known that he would stay outside for one more day, he would not meet Feng Si in Damofang City this time, nor would he There is now such a thing happening.

Ye Zicheng, Ye Zilan, and Gu Zhen all had a hint of worry on their faces, but Ling Dong was not only not worried, but showed a hint of relief on his face, watching Ning Qi and Feng Si confront with a smile.

Seeing that the dagger was sold at such a high price, the middle-aged stall owner couldn't hold back the smile on his face. Finally, when Feng Si called out the high price of 180 desert coins, Ning Qi closed his mouth, and the surrounding monks burst into tears. silence.

"What? Stop shouting?"

Feng Si looked at Ning Qi mockingly.

One hundred and eighty desert coins is nothing to him. As the young master of Cold Wind Valley, he can save fifty or sixty desert coins through various channels in a year, one hundred and eighty, It's just his three-year savings!

"You have paid out one hundred and eighty desert coins, what am I calling? I'll give it to you."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"Young master, here is the dagger, where's your desert coins? Let's pay with one hand and deliver with the other."

The middle-aged stall owner said to Feng Xi with a smile.

Feng Xi was stunned, and a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes, but because of the rules of Damofang City, as the owner of the cold wind valley, he had no courage to violate them, so he paid the money and took the dagger, Feng Xi glared at Ning Qi viciously At a glance, if it wasn't for this kid, he could have won the dagger with fifty desert coins, and now it costs an extra one hundred and thirty desert coins!

Suddenly, he found that the middle-aged stall owner quickly cleaned up the stall and left the place. Feng Si's face changed slightly, and before he had time to settle the score with Ning Qi, he tried to refine the dagger on the spot.

"Fellow Daoist Beixuan, get out of here first, Feng Xi will definitely trouble you when he recovers!"

Di Yan hurriedly sent a voice transmission to Ning Qi.

"No, just watch a good show."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

Di Yan was slightly taken aback, watching a good show? What a show?

The eyes of everyone at this moment fell on Feng Xi one after another. There was a trace of curiosity in their eyes. They really wanted to know what flaws this dagger had, which would make the middle-aged monk only offer the price of thirty desert coins. If the flaws were not Very serious, although Feng Xi spent one hundred and eighty desert coins, it was still worth it, after all, it was a low-grade magic weapon that was infinitely close to a middle-grade magic weapon.

puff!

Just as Feng Xi was about to refine it, he felt a terrifying breath of law erupting from the dagger, which directly injured his soul severely, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Young master! Are you okay?"

The two dog legs were startled, and nervously stepped forward to support Feng Si.

"Go away!"

Feng Xi angrily pushed the two of them away, with a look of shock and anger in his eyes, he tried to refine the dagger again, but the result was the same as the first time, his spirit was severely injured again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"There is a ban on this dagger?"

The surrounding monks showed a look of shock on their faces, and then many of them looked at Feng Si, gloating.

They finally understood why the middle-aged cultivator's asking price for this dagger was so low. If the above was just an ordinary ban, he could spend the desert coins to ask the monks in the eternal life to break the ban.

But he would rather take it out and sell it at a stall than ask immortal monks to take action. This shows that the forbidden method on the dagger may not be able to be used by ordinary early-stage monks of immortality. If a monk makes a move, the desert coins needed will even exceed the value of this dagger!

If Feng Xi couldn't find someone to break the above prohibition, then he spent 180 desert coins and bought a piece of useless garbage to go back.

"Did Fellow Daoist Beixuan see through everything long ago?"

Di Yan looked at Ning Qi in shock, but the others didn't think much about it. Forbidden spells and flaws are different, and they will only show up when they start refining. Even if there are monks in the immortal state, they will be mistaken for this dagger. .

"Hahaha! Serve it right!"

Ling Dong laughed heartily.

After Feng Si's third refining attempt failed again, he immediately yelled at the subordinates beside him: "Don't go and catch that guy back to me!"

Then, his gaze was like a wolf, staring at Ning Qi: "Boy! How dare you set me up?"