The old knife froze, licked his somewhat dry lips, and suddenly said: "Sir! Please forgive the old man for looking away! Your Divine Talisman is definitely of the best quality!"

Li Zhongnan nodded kindly.

Then, the old knife held the divine symbol in his hand, and thought to himself, if he used the power of this divine symbol, he would have no problem dealing with a monk who was one realm higher than himself.

Holding the spirit talisman in his hand, he was a little reluctant, after all, this was refined by Li Zhongnan, and he still had to return it. However, the old knife smiled and said, "Sir, may I ask you at what price do you plan to sell this spirit rune?"

Li Zhongnan was slightly stunned, refining the spirit rune is just a casual play, does this old guy still want to buy it? However, taking a look at the old knife, he thought to himself, this seems to be a good business opportunity.

But the price of this kind of spirit rune is not very easy to control, so he said: "What price does the old man want to buy?"

The old knife's face was excited: "Seven hundred thousand colored crystals!"

The surrounding guests suddenly opened their mouths in shock, although the market price of the Divine Tattoo Talisman fluctuates from time to time, but the highest price is only 500,000 colored crystals, 700,000?

That's just too much!

unimaginable.

"Old knife, get out of here!" At this time, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the door, and everyone's eyes were instantly attracted by this sound and looked towards the door.

A monk who looked like a Taoist was standing at the door with a cold face, followed by a fourteen or fifteen-year-old Taoist boy. However, the little Taoist boy's face was blue and purple, as if he had been beaten by someone.

"Lingyun Zhenren!" The guests at the Spirit Rune Shop obviously knew this guy dressed as a Taoist. It was Ling Yun Zhenren, who opened a spiritual pill shop at the opposite door, who was already a strong person who had half stepped into the sainthood. Moreover, he is proficient in the art of alchemy, and the quality of the elixir sold is relatively high, so it is famous in this place.

The little Taoist boy beside him was his apprentice.

Seeing the aggrieved look of the little Taoist boy, the old knife thought that it was broken, and it was estimated that it was a good thing done by his own kid. Walking to the door, Ling Yun Zhenren sneered: "Old knife, old knife, you really gave birth to a good son, if you don't do anything all day long, you will bully me as an apprentice, are you really his master and I am a decoration?"

Lao Dao's face was a little embarrassed, although his son was very promising, he could take advantage of every fight. But as his old son, the cultivation of the old knife is not good.

Now he is still a tenth-order cultivator, and he is too far behind Lingyun Zhenren, and the other party comes over in person, and it is not easy for him to deal with it. So he hurriedly said: "Hey, Brother Lingyun, children are indispensable to fight, I'll match him for you." ”

"No, you don't. Ling Yun said coldly: "If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation today, I will dismantle your spirit rune shop!"

The old knife was in his heart, what other explanation could this have?

Ling Yun came over in person, it was nothing more than that his apprentice couldn't bully his son, and he, the master, came to save face for the apprentice. It is inevitable that he will make a move on himself, but his cultivation is below him, and he is definitely not an opponent.

actually threatened to dismantle his spirit rune shop.

Alas.

Sighing lightly, the old knife said: "Brother Lingyun, I have just said that children are indispensable to make trouble, this is their own business, let's not follow the elders." ”

This sentence is not unreasonable, but Ling Yun didn't listen to it at all, and sneered: "You don't have the ability to educate your own son, what excuse do you have, it seems that today I have to teach you an elder first, so that you know how to educate your son!"

After speaking, with a wave of his palm, a palm qi struck.

The guests in the store didn't expect Ling Yun to say that he would do it, and immediately avoided it.

In the face of his palm, the old knife's expression changed, and before he could dodge, he had already slapped him fiercely, and was immediately knocked out, and this palm almost killed him.

Staggered up from the ground, the old knife didn't look very good, covered his chest, coughed, and said, "You also hit Lingyun's palm, is it enough?"

The old knife gave him humility, and moreover, he took a slap from him, and did enough.

However, Ling Yun didn't think about forgiving him, it seemed that he wanted to tear down the old knife's shop.

The figure flashed and rushed straight up.

The old knife's eyes were sharp, seeing that the other party was rushing, the momentum was violent, and he panicked for a while, and his palm suddenly forced, but when he heard a snap, something in his palm was activated.

Then, a look of surprise flashed in the old knife's eyes, and he immediately threw the thing in his palm towards Ling Yun.

Boom!

In an instant, Ling Yun seemed to have hit an invisible wall, and before he rushed in front of the old knife, his heart trembled, and the aura in his body immediately dispersed.

Not good!" Ling Yun said in his heart.

However, at this time, the old knife had already made a move, and with a wave of both hands, two fast knives appeared in his hand, and one after another knife qi slashed, but seeing the blood light flying, Ling Yun was suddenly kicked by the old knife in a blood mist.

With a thud, he fell across the street.

"Huh?"

"Lingyun, who has half-stepped into the sainthood, has actually been defeated?"

The crowd was horrified!

The gaze that looked at the old knife changed instantly.

Then, someone understood that just now he seemed to have thrown the Divine Tattoo in his hand. And it was the fast god talisman that instantly restrained Ling Yun, who was half-stepping into the saint, and at the same time gave the old knife a chance to make a move, and in a moment, he turned defeat into victory.

These few knives went down, although they were not aimed at Lingyun's vital point, but at least his body was damaged, and he didn't dare to act rashly for a while, looking at the old knife, his eyes were full of shock, what was that thing that he dealt with himself just now?

"Brother Lingyun, the rabbit is in a hurry and bites, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, don't you understand this sentence?" said the old knife staring at Lingyun. The latter's eyes sank, and he secretly suffered a loss, and he didn't want to stay for a while, so with a wave of his palm, he rolled up the apprentice and immediately left here and returned to his shop.

Call.

The trouble is solved.

The old knife thought to himself, Ling Yun, a strong man who had half-stepped into the saint, suffered a loss under his own hands, and it was estimated that after this time, if he dared to come to find trouble, it was estimated that he would have to think carefully.

Thanks to the Divine Symbol just now, he came back to his senses and immediately looked at Li Zhongnan who was standing behind him.

"Little brother!" Old Dao immediately walked over, secretly considered it in his heart, and then said seriously: "The price of the Divine Tattoo just now, the old man thinks about it, it should be lower, in this way, 800,000 colored spars, how much can you refine, and sell it all to me?"

The customers in the store gasped.

In the blink of an eye, it has risen by another 100,000!

However, what happened just now is obvious to everyone, so no one dares to say anything about this price, and they have already acquiesced in their hearts, and it is indeed worth it.

"Okay!" Li Zhongnan has nothing to say, he is a fool if he has money and does not make money!