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Wu Ming shook his hand, took out 90,000 taels of silver tickets, and sent them forward.

"Dream shopkeeper, this is borrowed money, thank you."

The dream shopkeeper accepted the silver ticket with a smile on his face, took out Wu Ming's IOU that day, and handed it to Wu Ming.

After clearing the debt, the dream shopkeeper smiled and said: "Brother Wu, don't be polite, just call me Sister Meng, it seems that Brother Wu has made a fortune." ”

Wu Ming frowned slightly, and the dream shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Don't misunderstand, I don't mean anything else, we have a purpose for doing business in Juling Pavilion, and we don't ask about customers." ”

"Oh? Which three don't ask? ”

"Giggles, don't ask where you come from, don't ask where you come from, don't ask where you return."

Interesting three don't ask, Wu Ming smiled happily.

"Hahaha, Brother Wu Ming, it's really fateful."

At this moment, a man's voice came from behind him, and Wu Ming turned his head to look.

It turned out to be Feng Xiaoyang, the idiot monk and Zhuge Lingru, Wu Ming has always been very curious about these three people, as for the three people from different sects and different Taoist sects, they are inseparable, it is difficult not to make people suspicious.

"Amitabha, Master Wu is shining today, and the poor monks admire it."

While talking, the three of them came closer, and Zhuge Lingru smiled and said: "Hehe, boy, not bad...... when will there be a chance, let's compare?" ”

After Feng Xiaoyang greeted Wu Ming, he also greeted the dream shopkeeper.

"Sister Meng, how is business good lately?"

As soon as Wu Ming heard Feng Xiaoyang's words, it was obvious that Feng Xiaoyang and the dream shopkeeper knew each other.

The dream shopkeeper's face was still a charming smile.

"Okay, why are you three here, isn't there a competition in Honglan Martial Mansion today?"

Feng Xiaoyang glanced at Wu Ming and said: "Brother Wu shines, he is gone, and the competition is not interesting, no, the little brother will come over." ”

The dream shopkeeper looked at Wu Ming curiously.

Wu Ming's matter has been spread throughout the Xuandu City, the dream shopkeeper is already extremely smart, listening to Feng Xiaoyang's words, she looked at Wu Ming again, after a few breaths, the dream shopkeeper's face showed a look of surprise.

"Could it be that the little brother is Honglan Wufu, the one who defeated the descendants of the Liu family with one move, the next person?"

Wu Ming was very dissatisfied with Feng Xiaoyang revealing his details, and he always felt that there seemed to be a strange relationship between Feng Xiaoyang and the dream shopkeeper, and Feng Xiaoyang deliberately told the dream shopkeeper his identity.

"Could it be that they're beating my mind?"

"Feng Xiaoyang, the three of them, appeared here, is it a coincidence or deliberate?"

While thinking about it, Feng Xiaoyang handed out a Qiankun bag to the dream shopkeeper, and said, "Sister Meng, how much are these things worth?" ”

The dream shopkeeper took the Qiankun bag, his mind penetrated into it, and after a while, he said with a smile: "Not bad, it can be seen from the loot that the strength of the three of you has improved a lot, five second-order beast pills plus twenty-one first-order beast pills, 400,000 taels, how about it?" ”

Feng Xiaoyang said with a smile: "Sister Meng has always been undeceiving, and the deal is made." ”

"Xiaomei, take the silver and receive it."

"Okay, shopkeeper."

Feng Xiaoyang actually started a deal with the dream shopkeeper, but Wu Ming became a spectator.

The Beast Pill was conceived in the body of the demon beast, condensing the essence of the demon beast, Wu Ming was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that Feng Xiaoyang and the three of them actually hunted five second-order demon beasts and twenty-one first-order demon beasts.

Hunting demon beasts to obtain beast pills is a way to make money, but Wu Ming also knows the danger, it is tantamount to exchanging his life for money, you know, when you enter the Flood Desolate Ancient Forest, it doesn't mean that you will meet what kind of demon beasts you want to meet, if you are unlucky, if you meet a fourth-order or fifth-order, then there is only a dead end.

"Hey......, no...... a few days ago, the giant spirit ape in the desolate ancient forest was just a first-order high-level demon beast, and it almost killed Feng Xiaoyang, could it be that now, the strength of the three of them has improved by leaps and bounds? Or was what I saw at the time all an illusion? Wu Ming muttered secretly in his heart, he found that the three of Feng Xiaoyang, as well as this dream shopkeeper, were like a mystery.

After a few breaths, Wu Ming didn't bother to think about it, so he hurriedly bought something practical and left.

So, Wu Ming began to wander around the store.

With seven million taels of silver in hand, the confidence is naturally enough.

Thinking that the little black monkey eating Xiao Luo Dan was the same as eating jelly beans, Wu Ming directly bought a hundred first-order ones, and then bought thirty second-order ones, and ten third-order ones.

One and a half million taels, so it was directly reimbursed.

Wu Ming knows the truth that wealth is not exposed, but he knows his situation very well, he needs strength too much, only when he becomes stronger, is he the most reliable, last time, if it wasn't for Tiangang's boxing gloves, he really didn't know if he could deal with Qian Biao and Zhao Hu.

What surprised Wu Ming again was that even the dream shopkeeper was a little surprised by his generosity, but Feng Xiaoyang and the three of them didn't seem to care at all, and they looked at themselves with disgust, and they didn't mean to leave.

After buying the elixir and talismans, he came to the place where the treasure was sold.

The dream shopkeeper introduced it like a river, but Wu Ming seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Sister Meng, the treasures of the Gathering Spirit Pavilion only have magic weapons and spirit weapons?"

The dream shopkeeper frowned at first, and then smiled after a few breaths: "Hehe, what grade does the little brother want?" ”

"Naturally, the higher, the better."

The dream shopkeeper glanced at a treasure in front of Wu Ming at this moment, and her eyes fell on the price, which meant to tell Wu Ming that the better the treasure, the price will be higher, and you have no capital.

Falling Sky Sword, a high-grade spiritual weapon, 1.8 million taels.

One million taels is indeed a lot of money, but life is even more important.

"Sister Meng, money is not an issue."

The dream shopkeeper looked at Wu Ming again, and then said with a smile: "Hahaha, okay, come with me." After speaking, the dream shopkeeper turned around and walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor, Wu Ming followed, and when he went up the stairs, the dream shopkeeper's plump buttocks swayed in front of Wu Ming's eyes, and the willow waist and plump buttocks shook Wu Ming's blood.

With just dozens of steps of wooden ladders, Wu Ming's blood boiled.

To do business, it is natural to look at the strength of the buyer and provide appropriate goods. Especially for treasure weapons, many cultivators can fight for their lives for a treasure weapon, so the dream shopkeeper placed the high-grade treasure weapon on the second floor of the Gathering Spirit Pavilion to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

Coming to the second floor, it's still spacious, but there's not much stuff here.

The dream shopkeeper took Wu Ming to the side and began to introduce them one by one.

"Look at this fire cloud gun, made of black gold and dark iron, low-grade Xuanjie, three thousand taels of gold, it's not expensive, right?"

Wu Ming's heart churned, this is not expensive? One thousand taels of silver is equivalent to one tael of gold, and three thousand taels of gold, that is, three million taels of silver, and it costs human life. But after thinking about it, the treasures of the Xuan Weapon level are indeed rare, and sometimes, they are often priceless and not expensive, not too expensive, because they were too poor before.

"Hehe, look at this water and fire robe, a medium-grade mysterious weapon, water and fire are invulnerable, invulnerable, extremely strong defense, four thousand five hundred taels of gold, if you take it, you can get a discount."

Wu Ming shook his head, and then walked around by himself.

The treasures on the second floor of the Gathering Spirit Pavilion are about ten, and all of them are mystical weapons, but Wu Ming knows that even if there are treasures that are better than the mystical weapons and have reached the earthlight level, he will definitely not be able to afford them.

Walking and walking, just around the corner, Wu Ming stopped, his eyes were fixed on a long wooden box in the corner, his face was full of doubts, and he didn't know why, when he saw the things in the wooden box, his heart was a little restless.

"Hiss......, Sister Meng, what is this?"

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