Along the way, Yang Xuan has seen a lot of things that he has not seen in his previous life, which is also because today is the day of the market, and many warriors have come here to sell their things. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info (read the latest chapter of the first release)

However, most of the things in the stalls are bargains, and if you want to buy good treasures, you still have to go to the shop opened by the Ziyang Sect, where there are precious spiritual weapons, elixirs, elixirs, and all kinds of cultivation things for sale.

"Hey, brother, what kind of flying spirit weapon are you, you actually opened your mouth to ask for a million lower grade yuan stones!"

"This thing is not gray, and there are no spiritual fluctuations, so it can't be broken?"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of me, and a large group of people surrounded a warrior who was setting up a stall.

Yang Xuan's heart was good, and he also stepped forward, and found that the owner of this stall was a young man in the Seven Heavens of Heaven and Man Realm, in his thirties, tall and thin, with a pale and bloodless face.

In the stall in front of him, there is only one thing, this should be a flying spirit weapon, a white cloth is erected next to the spirit weapon, and a line of words is written on the face, a superb spirit weapon, priced at a million lower grade yuan stones, no bargaining.

Yang Xuan was a little speechless, one million lower grade Yuan Stones was not a small amount, and going to the shop opened by the Ziyang Sect was enough to buy a good quality Grade Spirit Boat.

But now, the young man sat on the ground with an indifferent expression, looking like he didn't like to buy it.

Yang Xuan had seen people, and he was not in a hurry to leave, he carefully looked at the flying spirit weapon in the stall, and found that this thing was a shuttle, about the size of a palm, and the whole body was dark gray, it looked very old, without the luster that the spirit weapon should have, and there was no spiritual fluctuation at all, so it was impossible to see what level it was, and it was no wonder that some people said that this thing might be broken.

"Brother, my old man likes to study antiquities, is it sold for 100,000 yuan stones?" At this time, someone bid 100,000 yuan.

"Not for sale. ”

"Brother, if you think about it again, there are already a lot of 100,000 lower grade yuan stones. ”

"Don't think about it, if you don't sell it, you don't sell it. ”

As he spoke, seeing that there were more and more onlookers, the young man said loudly, "Everyone, this shuttle boat was found by me from an ancient tomb three years ago, although I don't know what level of flying spirit weapon this is, but that ancient tomb is the cave of the ancient powerhouse, which is enough to show that this boat is extraordinary, I am also because of the recent injury that has caused a deficiency of qi and blood, and I urgently need Yuan Shi to buy a blood-replenishing elixir, otherwise I am reluctant to sell this treasure." ”

"It's ridiculous, if this thing were really a treasure, you must have already recognized the owner, but at the moment, it seems that this thing cannot be recognized by the owner, and it is useless for anyone to buy it. ”

"Yes, what kind of ancient powerhouse, maybe it was made up by Your Excellency, such a broken boat dares to ask for a million lower grade yuan stones, this is simply a lion's mouth, whoever buys it is a fool. ”

Two young people from Vientiane Realm sneered, and although the others did not speak, they also dispersed, and they no longer had the slightest interest in the shuttle.

Seeing this scene, the young man's face sank, and he said to the two young people, "Don't buy it, don't get in the way of my business here." ”

"Damn, how do you speak, do you know who this son is?" A young man in brocade clothes scolded, this person obviously has some background, although he has only cultivated to the six heavens of the Vientiane Realm, but he didn't put the young man in his eyes, if it weren't for the prohibition of brawls in Ziyang Zongfang City, he might have overturned the other party's stall.

"It has nothing to do with me who you are, if I don't have the blood replenishing elixir, sooner or later I will die. The young man did not show weakness, he said coldly, and his words were full of murderous intent.

Feeling his murderous intention, the young man in brocade was furious, but in the face of a dying powerhouse in the realm of heaven and man, he really didn't dare to say anything, and left angrily, while the other young man saw that he was no longer lively, and he also turned around and walked away.

"Young man, everyone else is gone, why don't you leave, it's so difficult that you want to buy my shuttle?" At this time, the young man found that Yang Xuan was alone in front of the stall, and couldn't help but speak, but he also asked casually, don't you think that Yang Xuan's appearance is not amazing, and a boy dressed in ordinary clothes can get a million lower grade yuan stones.

"This shuttle has some research value, but a million lower grade yuan stones are too expensive. Yang Xuan said.

"Young man, I can guarantee that this thing is a treasure, and it is definitely worth a million lower grade yuan stones. "The young man is in urgent need of a blood-replenishing elixir, and he will never let go.

"Boy, buy it. Suddenly, the purgatory boy's voice came into Yang Xuan's brain.

"Is this thing really a treasure!?" Yang Xuan's mind moved slightly, and he asked secretly.

"Of course, this should be an artifact, but the people of your continent don't know the goods, and they don't know how to sacrifice this treasure. ”

"Artifact!" Yang Xuan's heart was shocked, and he said that his luck was too against the sky, just shopping around the market, so that he could also find a artifact.

There are many people in the world who don't know the goods, and there are indeed people who can find some treasures from the stalls in the market, but Yang Xuan has never heard of them when they find artifacts in the stalls.

Of course, whoever finds an artifact will not make a noise, but in any case, it is extremely rare to find an artifact at a stall.

The thought flickered, Yang Xuan's face was silent, and he said to the young man, "Your Excellency urgently needs the tonic elixir, I have one here, I don't know if you are willing to exchange it with me?"

"What elixir?"

"Blood Marrow Pill!"

"What, Qingyun Sect's Blood Marrow Pill, where did you get it?"

The Blood Marrow Pill is the unique elixir of the Qingyun Sect, although it is only a four-grade pill, but the effect of nourishing qi and blood is excellent.

"You don't care how I got it, do you change it or not?" Yang Xuan asked.

"I, changed. The young man gritted his teeth and agreed to exchange with Yang Xuan, in his opinion, a blood marrow pill should also be worth hundreds of thousands of lower grade yuan stones, of course, that is the internal price of Qingyun Sect, if it is taken out and sold, it is definitely worth one million lower grade yuan stones, or even more, after all, this is a spiritual pill that greatly replenishes qi and blood.

"Here, this is the Blood Marrow Pill, you can check it out. Yang Xuan took out a jade bottle and threw it to the young man, who took the jade bottle and found that it contained a blood-colored pill the size of a dragon's eye, his eyes suddenly lit up, he quickly uncorked the bottle, and a rich and faintly fragrant blood gushed out, condensed but not dispersed, and couldn't help but be ecstatic, "Haha, that's right, this is the Blood Marrow Pill." ”

As he spoke, he opened his mouth to eat, and it was only a short time, and his pale face also regained a little ruddy.

Yang Xuan didn't care about him, grabbed the shuttle and put it in the storage ring, and prepared to leave, this is a high-quality artifact, and it is still a scarce flying artifact, and the speed is definitely faster than the Purgatory Sword of the attack type, Yang Xuan can't wait to find a quiet place to practice.

"Boy, stop me. At this time, several people strode over, the leader was a young man, slender, not very handsome, but dressed in brocade clothes, wearing a treasure knife at his waist, cultivating enough to have the double heaven of heaven and man, and there were three young men behind him, dressed up and luxurious, and he knew that his family background was illustrious, and his origin was extraordinary.

"Something?" Yang Xuan turned to look at the young man in charge, not knowing why this guy was looking for his own fault for no reason.

"Boy, tell me honestly, where did you get the Blood Marrow Pill in your body?" The young man asked domineeringly, his name is Jia Xinming, he is the core disciple of the inner gate of the Qingyun Sect, as the core disciple of the inner gate of the Qingyun Sect, he understands how precious the Blood Marrow Pill is, and on weekdays, the sect only rewards disciples who have made great contributions to the sect, and will never sell it to the outside world.

"Are you a disciple of Qingyun Sect?" Yang Xuan could see that this Jia Xinming should be from Qingyun Sect, otherwise there was no need to find trouble for himself for the Blood Marrow Pill.

"Jia Xinming, the core disciple of the inner gate of Qingyun Sect. Jia Xinming said coldly, "And you, by no means a disciple of my Qingyun Sect." ”

There are many disciples of the Qingyun Sect, but Jia Xinming has never seen Yang Xuan, and knows that he is definitely not a disciple of their Qingyun Sect.

But now, a kid who is not a disciple of their Qingyun Sect is actually pregnant with the Blood Marrow Pill, this matter is a little strange, Jia Xinming naturally wants to ask clearly.

"You're right, I'm not really a disciple of your Qingyun Sect. Yang Xuan said lazily.

"Hmph, then you can tell me where you got the Blood Marrow Pill from somewhere, I don't think that our Qingyun Sect disciples will sell the Blood Marrow Pill to you. Jia Xinming's expression was not good, and his voice became colder and colder.

"I don't have to tell you that. Yang Xuan said lightly.

"Senior brother, this son must have killed our Qingyun Sect disciples, otherwise there would never be a Blood Marrow Pill in his body. Behind Jia Xinming, a young man said angrily.

"Hehe, you're right, I really killed several disciples of your Qingyun Sect in the Demon Emperor's tomb. Yang Xuan chuckled.

"Hell, this son actually admitted that?"

"It's not okay if you don't admit it, after all, he has a blood marrow pill. ”

"It is said that the Blood Marrow Pill of Qingyun Sect is never sold to the outside world, it is extremely precious, and his luck is good, he actually got the Blood Marrow Pill. ”

"An idiot. ”

"Idiot?"

"yes, didn't you see that he just exchanged a Blood Marrow Pill for that stall owner for that broken flying spirit weapon?"

"What, and this, he's stupid. ”

Nearby, a group of people were talking about it, and they were all alarmed by the quarrel here, and they watched coldly one by one.

"Okay, very good, you kid dared to kill my Qingyun Sect disciple, today I will definitely let you pay for your blood debts, otherwise the world will still be bullied by my Qingyun Sect." Jia Xinming's face sank, his eyes flickered, and he was about to make a move.

"Jia Xinming, in my Ziyang Sect City, I can't tolerate your presumptuousness. Suddenly, a cold snort sounded, and a group of more than a dozen inner disciples of the Ziyang Sect who were patrolling around the Fang City walked over.

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