"Mainly because they are greedy and not rich... Brother, this magic sword is very useful for killing people, want one?" Feng Lan poured spiritual power into it, and the sword was filled with silver light. "Sixty spiritual crystals, a great trick."

Not a loss."

"Four handles, two hundred and forty spiritual crystals?"

The man in blue robe asked doubtfully, looking at Feng Lan in surprise.

"Little brother, in business, the one with the highest price gets it, right?"

An elegant and suave man spoke up.

"Ah." Feng Lan said in a deep voice, "That's the truth."

"These four magical swords come from the 'Tianyi Pavilion' in Chongsheng City at the foot of Mount Xumi.

Less than two years after it was released, the owner of the sword has taken good care of it and its quality has improved slightly.

Now, the reasonable price for each handle is about ninety-five spiritual crystals.

Counting it as a hundred pills, I want them all."

"make a deal."

In the blink of an eye, Fenglan harvested four hundred spiritual crystals.

The elegant man took his sword and left.

"Hey, what's the price of 'Topaz'?" a hoarse voice asked in a loud voice, cursing, "Last time, we suffered a lot from the despicable bitch. This time, we won't be unlucky again."

"Uncle, these six pieces of citrine are of the ninth grade sequence. The texture is slightly rough and the spiritual patterns are broken. They can only be priced as middle or lower grade. Each piece has five spiritual crystals." Feng Lan said, "When it comes to buying and selling, we must be fair and trustworthy."

"I want both."

The man took six pieces of topaz and left cursing.

"The Taoist magic power is invincible in the world. If you pass by, don't miss it.

It is a magical power that can be cultivated by monks in the Qi Refining Realm, Yuan Condensing Realm, and Divine Inspiration Realm. The quality is guaranteed and the one with the highest price will get it."

Fenglan hawked magical books.

This is a very taboo thing.

The boy in yellow shirt quickly closed the stall and left.

People in the neighborhood grab time to close their stalls.

After a while, six men in black came around.

"You are so brave, you dare to sell the Taoist and magical powers that you have stolen from murderers."

Feng Lan glared at the man in black who spoke, quickly put away the stall and prepared to leave.

The man in black blocked the way, and one of them whispered: "Want to leave?"

"Yes. I don't want to sell it anymore, I want to go home." Feng Lan said loudly, "What do you want? Robbery?"

One person stretched out his hand to grab it, and black fire oozed from his five fingers.

Feng Lan dodged and swam out of the encirclement skillfully.

The man stepped forward, his right hand had turned into a hand of burning black fire, and the fingertips were getting longer and sharper.

When Fenglan pinches the magic and casts the spell, the strong wind howls like the roar of a dragon.

In an instant, a column of red light rushed into the black fire, and the black fire was swept back and burned the caster himself.

That man turned into a burning man burned by black fire.

"Blood Dragon Storm?"

At a stall not far away, the stall owner wearing a straw hat exclaimed.

It's too late to say it, but it's soon.

Feng Lan suddenly used the Seven-Star Immortal Sword and killed the other five men in black while they were distracted.

Then, he searched the storage bags of the six people and calmly placed a spiritual crystal on each corpse.

Feng Lan looked at the stall, but no one was there.

He stayed in front of the stall for a while and then left.

*                              *

Fenglan continued to wander around, in great interest.

When passing various exquisite food stalls, pack ten portions for later use.

Unknowingly, we left Nanbaofang and came to the entrance of a flowery street.

"This should be the 'Caishiji' Street that Sixth Senior Brother mentioned.

Songhe Tower, Huiyan Tower, Yangchun Tower,..."

Feng Lan murmured to himself, counting the famous restaurants mentioned by his sixth senior brother, and thinking about all the delicious food and drinks.

The flags of Songhe Tower flutter in the wind, creating an extraordinary momentum.

Every seat that could be seen was filled with customers, and the waiters were moving around the room quickly, serving dishes and greeting guests.

There are no hall seats, only a few expensive A-size rooms.

Feng Lan ordered a table of good tea and delicious food, and asked for a room in size A.
Chapter completed!