Bei Mingjun glanced at the other party contemptuously, "Wang Junbao, it seems that the two of us are not so familiar, aren't you also hanging around here, it can't be that you have no money to go to this place to collect some protection money." r?a?? nw?en?ｗ?ｗ?ｗ?．??

Hearing this, Wang Junbao's face sank, his eyes flickered a few times and looked at his uncle and nephew, and when he saw Ao Lan and the six masters of Tianri, his eyes couldn't help shrinking.

He has been staying in the forbidden land, and he has never seen any kind of person under the influence of the family, and the seven in front of him are all masters, which is what he thought of at first sight when he saw the seven people of Ao Lan.

However, when they saw that they seemed to be waiting for something, and then turned their heads to see that Yang Chengzhi was bargaining with the boss with the ring, Wang Junbao's eyes rolled, and a strange smile appeared on his originally gloomy face.

Living in the forbidden land, he knows that there is an unwritten rule in the forbidden land, that is, juniors can compete with each other as long as they do not hurt their lives, but famous masters cannot participate.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Junbao has an idea, that is, to suppress the Northern Immortal Monarch, and he also saw that the Northern Immortal uncle and nephew were waiting for the young man who was going to buy the land stalls, since he did not have the upper hand in terms of numerical strength, he wanted to humiliate the young man he didn't know, and he could slap the face of the Northern Immortal family.

Wang Junbao walked to the front of the stall, glanced at the ring in Yang Chengzhi's hand, pretended to look at the goods, and then casually asked the prices of several items on the stall.

When Yang Chengzhi let go and put the ring back on the stall, Wang Jun picked up the ring and asked, "Boss, what is the price of this ring?"

The old man's face stiffened slightly, and he glanced at Yang Chengzhi and subconsciously said, "Fifty lower-grade spirit stones."

Hearing this, Wang Junbao smiled coldly and glanced at Yang Chengzhi, who looked like an ordinary person, "Boy, don't look at things here if you don't have money, this thing is not something you can buy, even the Great Young Master of the Northern Darkness may not have fifty low-grade spirit stones."

After saying this, Wang Junbao laughed, "Boss, put it up for me."

Yang Chengzhi frowned, and glanced at Wang Junbao who was holding the ring, the cultivation in the early stage of the divine movement, the appearance of this young man's body is enough to prove that this young man is extraordinary, but his body has a smell of female rouge, and Wang Junbao's face has an overindulgent complexion.

Coupled with the few words that Wang Junbao said just now, Yang Chengzhi could know that the relationship between this young man's family and the Northern Hell family was not very good, otherwise he would not belittle the Northern Hell Jun.

Looking back at Bei Mingjun, and seeing that Bei Mingjun gave him a firm look, Yang Chengzhi was happy in his heart, and then said lightly: "There is a first come and first come in everything, this ring is my favorite, how can you take it away."

"Boss, I want fifty lower-grade spirit stones." As he spoke, his palms flipped over, and fifty light blue low-grade spirit stones appeared on the stall, and the aura emitted by the spirit stones made the surrounding space fluctuate slightly.

The stall owner's eyes flickered a few times, and an embarrassed expression appeared on his face, he couldn't think of how the young man who had been bargaining with him just now could take out so many spirit stones to buy this shabby item at once.

Wang Junbao's face sank, his palms flipped over, and there were almost seventy or eighty lower-grade spirit stones stacked on top of the stall, "These are all yours, give me this ring, a country boy still dares to be an uncle in this place."

Yang Chengzhi smiled faintly, and did not pay attention to Wang Junbao, but turned his palm again, and fifty lower-grade spirit stones appeared on the stall again, "One hundred lower-grade spirit stones", Yang Chengzhi said lightly.

Seeing this situation, the corners of Bei Mingjun's mouth twitched slightly, he knew that Yang Chengzhi was not short of spirit stones, this guy could come out of the top grade spirit stones, and what was the top grade spirit stones.

But it's really not worth spending so many spirit stones for a stall, thinking of this, Bei Mingjun walked to Yang Chengzhi's side, "Chengzhi, forget it, why not give him a broken thing, let's take a look elsewhere."

Wang Junbao glanced at Bei Ming Jun and smiled, "Master Bei Ming, there are no spirit stones at all, it's not that there are countless rare things in the outside world, just take out one at will, I heard that you can get the fairy drunk from the outside, then the price is not cheap, if you get me a few catties, I will give this ring to this kid."

Hearing Wang Junbao's words, the Northern Immortal Monarch's face froze, this matter has been circulating in Wuxin Valley now, and the rumor is that in addition to being a traitor, the Northern Immortal Family finally turned the outsider who brewed the immortal drunk into a waste by the Snake Valley and the Blood Wolf Valley, and the Northern Immortal Family didn't even dare to say much.

Yang Chengzhi glanced at the Bei Ming Jun, whose face was uncertain, of course he knew that that incident was a pain in the North Ming family, so he patted the North Ming Jun on the shoulder, and whispered in the North Ming Jun's ear: "Brother Bei Ming, this is a treasure, my ancestor was a refiner, I know this thing."

Although his words were not high, Wang Junbao and the boss were both cultivators, and their cultivation was not low, and both of them listened to his words word for word.

The stall owner's face was weird, how did he not know what he was selling, this thing was an ordinary thing that had been processed and had a trace of aura, and the processing fee was just a few gold coins, but now this young man said that it was a treasure, obviously this young man was also a second ancestor, otherwise how could he take out a hundred lower grade spirit stones to buy.

He thought like this, but Wang Junbao didn't think so, Wang Junbao's eyes lit up, and he immediately said loudly: "Boss, I will give out two hundred spirit stones, and this ring will be."

The boss's hand trembled suddenly, two hundred spirit stones is not a small amount for him, one hundred lower-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for one medium-grade spirit stone, these two hundred lower-grade spirit stones are two medium-grade spirit stones, he has been here for so long but has not earned so many spirit stones.

Yang Chengzhi glanced at Wang Junbao coldly, "Three hundred lower grade spirit stones," and as he spoke, two hundred lower grade spirit stones appeared on the stall.

Wang Junbao's eyes shrank, "Five hundred lower-grade spirit stones." As he spoke, five medium-grade spirit stones with a rich aura blue were thrown to the boss.

"Eight hundred spirit stones".

"One thousand".

"One thousand five".

"Two thousand".

Wang Junbao shouted.

Yang Chengzhi's face changed slightly, he rubbed his hands, turned his head to look at Bei Mingjun, and made a look with Bei Mingjun when he spoke, "Brother Beiming, do you have any spirit stones at hand, lend me a little."

How did Bei Mingjun not understand what Yang Chengzhi meant, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Chengzhi, we have been staying in the outside world, and the family spirit stone is not allowed to be taken out of the Heartless Valley, or I will ask the ancestor and borrow a few pieces for you."

Yang Chengzhi turned his head to look at the boss, "Boss, wait for me for an hour, my eldest brother will prepare the spirit stone in the family."

At this time, because of the continuous increase in prices between the two, a large number of people have gathered around the stalls, many of them are cultivators, and when they heard that both of them had taken a fancy to a goods that resembled a treasure, the eyes of these warriors lit up, but after seeing Wang Junbao, these people shook their heads and left, obviously they all knew Wang Junbao.

Wang Junbao heard that Yang Chengzhi didn't have a spirit stone here, so he turned his head to look at the boss, "Give me something, this spirit stone is all yours."

After saying this, Wang Junbao glanced at Yang Chengzhi, and then laughed, "A poor ghost still wants to fight with me for things, dream, don't think that you have a backer in the North Underworld, tell you that the Northern Underworld is a poor ghost."

The boss glanced at Yang Chengzhi, then took out a quaint box, put the ring into the box, and respectfully handed it to Wang Junbao, and then said.

"Young man, I also need to support my family, the treasure is expensive and the price is high, and there is never a waiting for money to be sent here, you are looking at what you need."

Yang Chengzhi pretended to smile bitterly and shook his head, looked at the box in Wang Junbao's hand with regret on his face, opened his mouth but did not speak.

When Wang Junbao saw the appearance of Yang Chengzhi and Bei Mingjun, it was as if he had taken some big tonic pill, and the smile on his face was about to squeeze out his little eyes.

"Poor ghost, don't pretend to be a fucking uncle if you don't have money", after speaking, he flipped the box with his wrist and entered the ring.

"Go home and let grandpa see what kind of treasure this is, if it's an offensive weapon, we can at least improve a few nouns in the family ranking."

The eyes of the followers lit up, and only the two masters of the Mahayana period looked at Yang Chengzhi with deep meaning, and their eyes flickered a few times, but they didn't say anything.

After Wang Junbao left, the crowd slowly dispersed, and when the crowd dispersed, Beiming Bufan glanced at Yang Chengzhi, "Chengzhi, let's go back first, there are a lot of collections at home, there must be something you can see."

Yang Chengzhi shook his head and put the spirit stones on the stall into the ring, and the stall owner over there glanced at Yang Chengzhi and said embarrassedly: "Young man, you have helped me so much, you can pick the things on it at will, and I will run away later."

He has been in business for I don't know how many years, how can he not see that Yang Chengzhi was ridiculing that rich boy just now, if he can't even see this, how can he deceive others.

When the uncle and nephew heard what the boss said, their eyes lit up, and they all looked at Yang Chengzhi, the depression just now was swept away, how could they not have imagined that Yang Chengzhi would let the opponent suffer such a big loss as soon as he entered the Wuxin Valley.

Yang Chengzhi laughed and pointed to the top of the building, "Boss, this thing looks good, I plan to go back and get a model to see if I can restore him, you just install him."

The boss glanced at Yang Chengzhi, his eyes shrank slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Young man, tell you the truth, I really don't know what this item is, but he was obtained by me in a monument, your vision is good, I hope you can find his effect."