But when he saw the price of the materials, Li Shaoyang was speechless again.

"Isn't you obviously slaughtering people in the Immortal Gate System? How can there be more expensive materials than finished spiritual pills?"

The Immortal Gate System expressed that it did not want to pay attention to Li Shaoyang's complaint.

This is nonsense!

The Immortal Gate System's elixir is fully automatic. If the materials sold are cheaper than the finished elixir, wouldn't Li Shaoyang use this loophole to get points?

"Naturally, this Immortal Gate system has no loopholes."

The Immortal Gate System expressed its arrogant expression.

Any monk must have elixirs on his body unless you want to encounter an unexpected accident.

Li Shaoyang naturally didn't want to, and he didn't want the four girls to encounter them. If they were taken away by their opponents with "drug abortion" it would be ironic.

Fortunately, this is not a real big problem.

Li Shaoyang's eyes rolled a few times, and his eyes fell on the trading square, which was still in the bustle and bustle in front of him. His face moved, as if he had thought of some sinister idea again.

A treacherous arc curved at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, his eyes looked at the four women again. After a round of strokes, it finally froze on Xian Xiner.

The next moment, after Li Shaoyang expressed his plans, the four women's faces became wonderful.

Sister Baili covered her mouth and smiled. Su Hanyan looked cold as usual, but a trace of fun flashed through her eyes.

Only the rain butterfly, with a "swish" sound, the red clouds were covered with red faces.

He said intimately: "The Sect Master is so bad."

On the last day before the official competition of the Immortal Conference began, there was noisy everywhere in the trading square.

Most monks want their own face, so even if they set up stalls, they look like they are willing to take the bait, and they clearly set prices and do not negotiate with customers at all, let alone sell their own things.

A few monks are thick-skinned and have no psychological burden when they sell.

At this time, a scene that had never appeared in the trading square appeared.

Even a scene that has never appeared at the fairy gathering conference in history.

A stall in the corner attracted the attention of all monks in the square.

The stall owner is a beautiful female cultivator, cold as snow, sitting cross-legged behind the stall with an expressionless face.

What attracted all the monks' attention was a strange jade in front of her.

This jade is in a trumpet shape.

The sound waves inside are shaking, and the sounds resounding through the trading square are being conveyed from it, but that content...

"The most awesome sect in Wuxuan County, Fengling Prefecture, the Dundi Sect has gone bankrupt. The bastard Li Shaoyang, who eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles, owes one million high-grade spirit stones and runs away with his junior sister."

"We have no choice but to use the sect spirit warehouse to pay for the spirit salary. The original price of all treasures is 10,000, 20,000, and 30,000 ancient swords with top-grade spirit stones are now only sold for 5,000, and all are sold for 5,000."

"Bao Dan Sect Master Li Shaoyang, you are not a human being. We worked hard to join the Dundi Sect, but you actually ran away with your junior sister. You returned my spirit stone and my blood and sweat spirit stone."

Every time the jade trumpet sounded, the trading square became quieter and the sound became louder.

After the stall, Xian Xiner had already used her spiritual power to seal the muscles on her face in order to keep her complexion unchanged.

If he didn't do this, Xian Xin'er should have already chased Li Shaoyang with her sword.

That's right, this is Li Shaoyang's plan.

He exchanged a bunch of real ragged sword weapons from the rotten stone area of ​​the Immortal Gate Mall, and then all of them were treasures in the sect's spiritual library, and placed them on the stall in a noble way.

Of course, although these swords are tattered, they look very good.

It seems that there is a feeling of treasure light, but it is covered with dust, waiting for the destined person to appear.

In order to promote, Li Shaoyang came up with this trick.

The most valuable thing in a big stall is the jade trumpet that was called happily at this time.

Jade Poker: a black iron-level treasure. This object can record the sound of a monk and then release it again and again, repeating it, penetrate the heart and mind, and cannot resist it.

Note: The creator of this thing is an aunt who accidentally entered the world of monks. She had only one hobby in her life, which was dancing.

So, get upset, fellow Taoists.

The jade trumpet continues, and the magic sound covers the entire trading square.

One breath!

Two breaths!

Three breaths!

Just as there was a kind of "happiness" lingering on Xian Xin'er's stall, a large number of monks surrounded him.

"Hey, this little thing is good, it can actually play the sound on its own, which is exquisite."

"Fellow Daoist, you are wrong. Should you ask when the most awesome sect in Wuxuan County became the Didi Sect? I remember it was the Xuanlong Sect!"

"You are really wrong, fellow Taoist. They are talking about the most awesome, but they don't say the most awesome."

"Ahem, I think you are all wrong. The one that is really worth paying attention to is that Master Li, why only he took his junior sister away? Is it that young junior sister more beautiful than this female fellow Taoist?"

clang!

Xian Xin'er finally drew her sword. When the bone-broken aura overflowed, these people finally chose to shut up.

At this time, many monks turned their attention to the "treasures" on the stall in front of Xian Xiner.

Just as everyone was a little confused, a strange monk suddenly appeared in the crowd. After pretending to listen to the sound of the jade horn for a while, a look of sudden enlightenment suddenly appeared on his face.

Then, he explained loudly: "Hey, I remembered it. I heard in Juxian Gambling House that there was a six-class immortal sect leader who knew the height of the sky and the earth. He actually bet on one million top-grade spirit stones, directly tying the record of the young leader of the Lu family."

"As soon as you said that, I remembered it. That sect seemed to be called Dundi Sect. I heard that the man was crazy and bet on winning all four competitions by himself, and one million spirit stones were wasted."

"That's a big blame. It's normal for this person to run away if he owes such a big debt."

"So, this girl is so pitiful that she has fallen into setting up a stall."

"Hey, fellow Taoist, please look at yourself before you say this. You are just a stall."

Under the guidance of any sentence, everyone immediately completed the cause and effect of Xian Xiner setting up a stall.

With a swish, all the monks looked at Xian Xin'er with sympathy.

It was at this moment that the first monk who spoke, as if he had seen something, bent down suddenly and picked up something from Xian Xiner's stall.

It was a broken sword, rusty and looked very old.

The monk picked it up and looked at it for a few breaths, then his eyes widened, as if he had felt something incredible.

He subconsciously said, "Hey, this is not the sword intent of a sword sect ten thousand years ago. Ten thousand swords have returned to the sect, and the sword intent remains to this day. It is incredible."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man suddenly "suddenly realized", and a look of something bad appeared on his face, as if he knew that he had missed his words.

"I want this sword, the spirit stone is here."

After throwing this sentence, this man carried the broken sword and left.

This scene appeared, and the expressions of the monks in the field suddenly became subtle.

None of the monks who are hanging around here are knowledgeable, at least in terms of intelligence, they think they will not lose to others.

Since someone spit out the three words "Dundi Sect", everyone began to think of it.

During this period, Wuxuan County was very lively, as if it was because of a new six-type immortal sect called Dundi Sect.

This sect, which was originally just an understated existence, suddenly became famous because the sect leader obtained an ancient swordsmanship.

Buzz!

As soon as everyone thought about it, the scene in front of them suddenly became flawless.

The young sect leader who suddenly got the adventure was accidentally infected with the viciousness of gambling. After owing huge debts, he had to run away with his most beautiful junior sister. Poor this beautiful female cultivator had to open the sect spirit library to raise spiritual salaries.

And there are obviously many things in the spiritual library that the young sect leader obtained from the swordsman ruins.

The treasure is right in front of you, just covered with dust.

"Who is the destined person here? Of course it's me."

At this moment, this thought was in the mind of all monks.

So a loot began.

"The spirit stone is here, I want this great sword."

"These nine swords are all mine."

"I want that sword box, who dares to grab it with me?"

"Get out, these swords are mine."

"Farting, I want the sword."

After everyone robbed for a while, they found that the beautiful female cultivator who accused his sect leader of running away and not taking him but only taking his junior sister was gone.

All the missing were the hundreds of thousands of spirit stones they threw down.
To be continued...