Three Hundred and Fifty Chapters Cheat Money Couple

There was good and bad energy in the Tianwai Clinic, and when he returned to the Tianwai Clinic from the door of convenience, Ning Tao took the broken broken tripod and put the pieces of wooden fish from the compassionate nun into the broken broken tripod for repairing and refining.

Ning Tao's enthusiasm is nothing to say, as long as this single business is done, other practitioners will come to him soon to ask him to repair the magic weapon. He wants money and money, and he wants spiritual materials and spiritual materials, which means he has embarked on the road of cultivation and wealth from now on!

On the ground, in the underground flea market.

"Little nun, I'm afraid you've been deceived." The sharp-faced monkey-cheeked cultivator walked over.

Ci Xin frowned and did not speak to him.

There are people talking next to them.

"That man is a robber. His name is Ma Song, and he is nicknamed Drilling Mole. I heard that there is a magic weapon of Tudun, which specializes in stealing people's spiritual materials and ancestral graves. He is very hateful. He is probably the goblin who is after that little nun. stone."

"He doesn't dare to mess around here."

"If he grabs it by hand, it will be a good thing. Kill him, and the magic weapon on him will be mine."

Ma Song looked back at the few whisperers, his eyes were cold.

The few people looked away and chatted about other things.

Ma Song's eyes moved to Ci Xin again, and he laughed: "Little nun, otherwise I will give you 20 million, how about you sell me this goblin stone?"

"Not for sale." Compassionate's answer was decisive, she spoke two words without any pressure, and stuttered when she uttered a word.

"I advise you to give up, that practitioner has already run away with your magic weapon.

If you go back, you won’t be able to pay the errands, otherwise you can sell 20 million and return to vulgarity. The world is so wonderful, and you have never experienced anything. Isn’t it a pity? "Ma Song's words carried a light taste.

"Ignore...you." Ci Xin said, blushing, looking very angry.

Master Fakong uttered the Buddha's name, and there was a sullen look on his brows, but even he couldn't make a move here.

Qing chased up, looked at Ma Song with cold eyes: "You want to court death, don't you? I'm still here, how dare you speak ill of my man."

Ma Song sneered: "So what? Do you dare to do it here?"

Qing Zhui said: "You are not allowed to move your hands here, but you didn't say you can't move your mouth."

"What do you mean?" There was a smirk on the corner of Ma Song's mouth, "Do you want to kiss me?"

"Bah!" Qing Zhui opened his mouth suddenly, and sprayed Ma Song's face with a mouthful of saliva.

The snake's venom is in its mouth, let alone a snake spirit like Qing Zhui. Her saliva was highly poisonous, and as soon as it touched Ma Song's face, a puff of blue smoke rose from his face, as well as the burnt smell of sulfuric acid splashed on the meat.

"Ah—" Ma Song screamed and covered his face.

Qing took two steps back.

Ma Song pointed at Qing Zhui: "She broke the rules here, everyone, kill her!"

Nobody moved.

Rules are dead, people are alive, Qing Zhui has no treasures on her body, who would bother to kill her? What's more, Qing Zhui just spat and didn't make a move, which means he didn't break the rules of this flea market.

Qing Zhui sneered: "I ruined your face, what do you dare to do? Do you dare to come and kill me?"

"I'll kill you bitch!" Ma Song roared angrily, and rushed towards Qing Zhui.

In the flea market, there was a sound of cold weapons coming out of their bodies and guns being loaded. Every cultivator and every monster stared at Ma Song with bright eyes. They didn't have the slightest interest in killing Ma Song, but their enthusiasm for killing Ma Song was very high. The cultivators and demons in the flea market have long been greedy for the magic weapon of earth escape on Ma Song's body. As soon as he makes a move, they will rush to kill and seize the treasure!

Masson stopped suddenly, sweat dripping down his forehead. Only then did he realize that he was almost fooled by this snake demon!

Qingzhui has been following Ning Tao for so long, and Ning Tao has gone further and further on the road of deceiving others. How can she avoid being exposed?

Sure enough, as soon as Ma Song stopped, Qing Zhui said sarcastically, "You're just a coward. I waved your face and you didn't dare to do it. Are you still a man?"

"Very well, the green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. Let's wait and see." Leaving these words behind, Ma Song turned around and left. His face was still festering, but it felt like someone else's face, and it had nothing to do with him.

"Ma Song, are you fucking a man? Come on, kill her!" Someone urged.

"You are embarrassing your Pirates, kill her!"

There was a mocking voice.

As if he didn't hear these voices, Ma Song strode towards the exit.

At this moment, Ning Tao came down from the stone ladder and saw Ma Song with smoke on his face. He said in surprise, "Oh my friend, what's wrong with your face? I can heal your face, all you need is..."

Ma Song stared at Ning Tao fiercely, then walked past Ning Tao.

Ning Tao remembered Ma Song's smell, and then walked towards his "booth".

All eyes were on Ning Tao. When he left, he took away the fragments of the compassionate little nun's magic weapon. He said it was repaired in half an hour. Now he returned in less than half an hour. The people present Can't help but guess whether he has completed his "order".

"It's only been a little over 20 minutes, and the cultivator came back. I bet he will make up a bunch of excuses to trick the little nun, saying that the instrument is not repaired."

"Repairing broken magic tools, what are you talking about ancestral crafts, I am! Now that the spiritual energy is lacking, and even ordinary magic tools can't be made, he dares to say that he can repair broken magic tools. It's okay to deceive the little nun. , trying to lie to us old Jianghu, dreaming!"

"If he can't produce the repaired wooden fish later, he will be selling fakes. We can kill him and take his medicine box. There must be a lot of good things in it."

"Hey hey..."

Amidst the sneer, pairs of eyes staring at Ning Tao did not conceal the greed and violence in their hearts.

Ning Tao turned a blind eye to those people's whispers and greedy eyes, he strode to Ci Xin's side, and handed to Ci Xin the baggage he took when he left: "Your magic weapon has been repaired, let's take a look. "

"Is it fixed...?" Ci Xin had a surprised expression on her face.

Ning Tao smiled: "Of course, open it and have a look."

Compassionate can't wait to open the bag, and the moment the cloth is uncovered, a holy light is exposed.

All eyes were focused on the burden.

A golden wooden fish lay quietly in that burden, it was neither gold nor wood, and there seemed to be wind and clouds flowing faintly on the surface, it was magical!

"It's fixed...it's done!" Ci Xin danced with excitement.

Ning Tao said loudly: "The quality of the magic weapon I repaired will be better than before. If you fellow Taoists have a broken magic weapon, you can come to me, and you can give me money or spiritual materials."

There was a dead silence in the flea market, only Ning Tao's voice echoed.

To be honest, no one believes that a broken magic weapon can be repaired, not to mention that the repaired quality is even better than the original one! However, the Muyu of Water that Ning Tao repaired was just lying in the burden, they couldn't help but not believe it. Also, if it hadn't been mended, where did Ning Tao conjure a wooden fish of water for that little nun, and the exchange was only a piece of coal!

"Hmm cough." Qing Zhui coughed and reminded: "My little teacher, my husband has repaired your magic weapon, your piece of coal..."

Only then did Ci Xin come to her senses, and hastily picked up the goblin stone and handed it to Ning Tao: "Thank you...benefactor...this...for you."

Ning Tao was not too polite, took the goblin stone and put it in the small medicine box, and said: "Master, if you have any magical artifacts in the Emei Sect, feel free to come to me in the future, and I will count them as members. "

"Thank you...farewell." Compassionate took the wooden fish of water, carried the burden on her back and turned to leave.

Ning Tao looked around: "Fellow Taoists, who has a broken magic weapon to repair? Come while I still have some time."

Wow, a group of people rushed up.

"Doctor Ning, I have broken a magic stone. Look, I have a white jade toad..."

"Doctor Ning, you have a compass. Look, I have a thousand-year-old mountain ginseng here... not enough? How about I add another golden potato for you..."

"Doctor Ning..."

People are so realistic. Just now these individuals were paying attention to Ning Tao's small medicine box, discussing that if he can't produce the repaired water wood fish, they will attack them in groups, killing people and seizing treasures, but now they regard Ning Tao as a grandfather. For fear of neglecting Ning Tao, he refused to mend the magic weapon for himself.

You know, in today's world of comprehension, even an ordinary magic weapon can't be made. The magic weapon left by the ancestors can be used less at a time. If you can pay a little money or spiritual materials, you can repair it. Who wants to miss such a good thing?

Ning Tao was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, but on his face he put on a look of suffering.

"You just take this little thing and want me to repair the magic weapon for you. I'm honest, so you don't have to bully me like this? If you have anything else, take it out and have a look first."

"Your magic weapon is so rotten, it can be repaired, but you don't have enough things, you need to pay more, and when the new store opens, I will give you a 50% discount, and charge you five million."

Words like this kept coming out of Ning Tao's mouth.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, you are in such a mess, you say yours, I say mine, who does my husband listen to? Line up and come one by one."

"Hold the spiritual materials, checks, etc. that you want to offer, and don't waste time. Then who, you have the nerve to line up for just that little thing?"

Words like this kept coming out of Qing Zhui's mouth.

The so-called those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black, she already has the demeanor of Ning Dakeng.

On the ground and in the sky, in a secret room.

Liu Shiba looked at the surveillance screen, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Interesting, this cultivator is interesting."

"Master Eighteen, I'll go find him too. My ancestor left a magic weapon, which is useless now. I'll ask him if he can repair it." Daoist Qingsong said.

Liu Shiba smiled slightly: "Why do you need to go there yourself? Believe me, he will come to me after the market is over, and I will ask him to repair the magic weapon for you two unconditionally."

Daoist Qingsong nodded his head, then shifted his gaze to the surveillance screen, looking at Ning Tao, unable to move away.

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