Chapter 143, buy treasure at a low price

I don't know how long it took, Chen Miao slowly got up from the pool, wearing a black robe.

Chen Miao raised his hand to put away the many blood puppets, and with a slight movement of the blood qi in his body, a dripping red hair was instantly steamed dry, and a steaming hot air came out of his head.

A red hair fluttering in the air, like a blood-colored waterfall, a pair of moving bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and fair skin are enough to fascinate thousands of girls.

Chen Miao's right hand flipped, a folding fan appeared in his hand, slowly fanned twice, and the figure flashed and came to the room.

Chen Miao took out a teleportation stone rune in his left hand, this stone rune was full of dense blood-colored runes, and there were no special patterns, they were all composed of runes, but they were not in the same order as each other.

Chen Miao's left hand was lightly forced, and the teleportation restaurant was instantly crushed, and the whole person disappeared from the spot.

When Chen Miao's figure reappeared, he was already on the bustling street, and the noisy shouting sound poured into his ears.

Although most people went to see the ring, there were still some people who still set up their own stalls. Crowds of people coming and going will also stop by to take a look.

"I'm a good thing! I dug up some time ago! Fifty spirit stones, do anyone want them?"

"Fifty spirit stones? Why don't you grab it? Is this thing worth fifty?"

"Eh, how can this little brother talk? I'm comparing things around! There's a weird rune on it! Maybe it's a powerful spell if it's studied thoroughly!"

"It's just this, or is it a powerful spell? Are you all stupid when we are? Who knows if you carved it?"

Chen Miao heard the sound of arguments in the crowd in front of him, and hurriedly quickened his pace, wanting to see a good show.

Chen Miao opened the crowd and came to the middle, where the things on the ground came into view.

A reddish stone, with a faint smell of blood wafting from it, and a series of quaint runes on it, this thing is also a little old, about 100,000 years ago.

After Chen Miao saw the runes on it clearly, her eyes were about to pop out, and her face was full of shock.

Chen Miao's expression instantly returned to normal, and she pretended to be casual and spoke.

"I'm a friend, can you make this thing cheaper? Fifty spirit stones are bought for collection, it really feels a little more expensive!"

The stall master's cultivation is not high, and there is a black mole on the bridge of his nose, which is not high, and he said.

"I'll say you, this is really not expensive, then how many spirit stones can you say!

Chen Miao groaned for a moment and continued to speak.

"Thirty pieces!"

The stall owner frowned and spoke.

"Forty-five!"

The corners of Chen Miao's mouth were slightly hooked, and she spoke.

"Thirty-five!"

The stall owner looked a little hesitant and spoke.

"It's forty-five!

"Okay, I don't want it!

Chen Miao waved her hand, quickly turned her head and left, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a sneer.

Seeing this, the stall owner hurriedly beckoned and hurriedly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, you come back! Thirty-five will be thirty-five! I will sell it to you today!"

A smug smile appeared on the corner of Chen Miao's mouth, stopped moving forward, and quickly turned her head and spoke.

"Okay, let's make a deal!"

Chen Miao raised his hand and threw out a storage bag, floated in front of the stall owner, and with a gesture of his hand, the stone appeared in his hand.

The stall owner hurriedly took the storage bag and checked it with his divine sense, although the quantity was correct, there was still a feeling of loss.

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Miao's mouth, put away the stone, and continued to walk forward.

There was nothing that could attract Chen Miao's attention along the way, and before he knew it, he came to his stall, where the old man was still setting up a stall, but the middle-aged man on the side was nowhere to be seen.

Chen Miao clenched her fists slightly at the old man and spoke.

"Why didn't my brother go to the competition?"

The old man hurriedly returned the salute with his fists and spoke.

"I'm an old bone, and I won't live long! I won't fight with their young people! Even if I can enter the sect, I won't be of much use!"

When the old man said this, a trace of loneliness flashed on his face, and it was obvious that he was uncomfortable in his heart.

Then again, even if you are a cultivator, how many people don't want to live forever? No one wants to miss the opportunity to climb up.

Chen Miao clenched her fists slightly and spoke.

"The elder brother has a mind, let the younger brother admire!"

The old man waved his hand slightly and said lightly.

"What do you admire? Just look away!"

Chen Miao nodded slightly and continued to ask.

"What about this Tao brother? Did he go to the competition?"

The old man groaned slightly, and said with some uncertainty.

"I guess I'm going! I haven't seen him in the past few days! I heard him say a few days ago that he's going to participate in this competition!"

Chen Miao nodded subconsciously and hurriedly spoke.

"Then I wish my brother a prosperous business, I'll pick up something and go to work!"

The old man nodded slightly and spoke.

"Little brother, you are busy with yours, when you have time, come and talk to my brother more!"

Chen Miao nodded hurriedly and walked towards the fishy moon.

When everyone saw Chen Miao's arrival, they all hugged him and said hello.

Seeing this, Chen Miao didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, then took the storage bag handed by the Blood Demon and turned around and walked in the direction of the collective palace.

At this moment, Xuan Feng was fighting in the ring, and this time he encountered a difficult opponent, and the two sides were inseparable, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

"Daoyou's mana is really profound, but Xuan is not a vegetarian!"

Xuan Feng raised his hand and waved, and a dagger appeared in his hand, this dagger was really a bit pocket-sized and not very noticeable.

However, it was surprisingly fast, and it was in front of its opponent almost instantly.

The person opposite Xuan Feng was wearing a white robe, a bit like a middle-aged Confucian student, and Xuan Feng didn't know this person.

If Chen Miao saw it, he would definitely say hello, this person was the middle-aged man next to the white-haired old man, the middle-aged man surnamed Tao who sold Chen Miao's black stone.

A black inkstone was sacrificed in the hand of the Confucian surnamed Tao, and the inkstone was good in the wind, and it instantly became a dark cloud of black pressure, and a small part of the pocket dagger that blocked the color came out, and the rest of the whole Chao Xuanfeng smashed head-on.

Xuan Feng hurriedly sacrificed a shield to block the dark clouds outside, and his right hand did not dare to slack off and grabbed a talisman and beckoned to the Confucian surnamed Tao.

A smile appeared at the corner of Tao's mouth, and he sent a piece of Jinpa magic weapon to block all these spells outside, clasped a talisman with his right hand, and spoke.

"Play with talismans, I have it too!"

The Confucian surnamed Tao showed a hint of pride on his face, and said secretly in his heart, I asked my brother for a lot of talismans before I came, just in case I needed it.

It's good now, I haven't started using it yet, but you came to provoke me first, I really don't know whether to live or die.

The various talismans in the hands of the Confucian surnamed Tao were sprinkled as if they didn't want money, and they didn't give the opponent a chance to turn over at all.

Xuan Feng suddenly felt a lot of pressure, and he was faintly in a hurry, shouting in his heart that it was not good, if he continued like this, he would lose sooner or later, and he had to find a way to turn things around!

A beautiful woman in the audience, seeing Xuan Feng's situation at this moment, was also a little anxious, and her hands and feet were a little disobedient.

Xuan Feng's face showed a hint of reluctance, but in the end, he was replaced by perseverance, raised his hand and waved forward, and a small spear rushed towards Confucius.

The power of this long hair is beyond everyone's imagination, many people are stunned, and a few people see the origin of this treasure, and quickly exclaim.

"A disposable magic weapon! There is such a thing! This person has definitely won! The weak scholar on the other side is going to be finished!"

The many Jindan monks on the judging platform hurriedly stood up and stared coldly at this spear, but they didn't mean to make a move!

The magic spell in the sky was directly leveled by the divine power of the one-time magic weapon, and the magic weapon continued to attack Confucianism with undiminished power.

When Confucius saw this terrifying scene, he was also a little panicked, and hurriedly hugged his fists and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, I admit defeat! Please spare your life in the next article!"

Seeing this, Xuan Feng's face was full of embarrassment, and he hurriedly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry! This is a disposable magic weapon! I can't take it back in the future! Fellow Daoist should ask for more blessings!"

The middle-aged Confucian student's face turned pale when he heard this, his eyes were full of fear, and his body retreated uncontrollably!