"Second uncle and grandfather, the person is over there, that Yang Dazhu and Wu Huozi want to sell the iron rod that the eldest young master has a fancy to others. ”

As a top Great Martial Master Realm cultivator and a Wind System Comprehension, Long Zun's ears and eyes can be described as extremely sensitive, and before he saw anyone, he could already hear that Steward Yang, who had fled before, had brought someone back.

However, he didn't care, it was just an ordinary person, even if he brought it, he was just a martial arts realm cultivator.

A cultivator of this realm, he can clean up a lot with one hand.

After a while, Steward Yang and the two previous servants led a middle-aged man about thirty years old to appear in Long Zun's sight.

"Second uncle and grandfather, that's them, the young man with the black spear is the one who bought the iron rod, and the other two are Yang Dazhu and Wu Huozi. Steward Yang pointed at the three of them in front of him and said viciously.

"Take me there. The middle-aged man looked at the three people in front of the stall, Longzun Yang Dazhu and Wu Huozi, with a faint disdain in his eyes, and instructed Steward Yang to lead the way in front.

Originally, there were still some people walking around on the road leading to Yang Dazhu's stall, and after seeing Steward Yang's few people, they all hid on the side of the road, hiding to the side like a plague.

Except for a small number of people who left, most of them did not leave, but stayed to see what Steward Yang wanted to do with the people, or to see the excitement.

"It's not good, that Steward Yang is back so soon, let's go, big pillar, you and this little brother are leaving, I'll delay them." Wu Huozi saw a few people from Steward Yang coming over, his face changed, and he urged Long Zun and Yang Dazhu to leave quickly.

"No need, let's wait for them to come, you can't stop them. Long Zun held the spear in one hand, the tip of the spear pointed upwards, and the handle of the spear was stuck on the ground at one end.

It's not that he can't leave, it's obvious that the middle-aged man brought by Steward Yang this time is a cultivator, and an ordinary person like Wu Huozi can't stop the other party at all.

Rather than that, it's better to wait here and see what the other person wants to do.

In a small country like Heluo, where there is only one county, the strongest person is only a cultivator of the Great Martial Master Realm, whether he wants to leave or stay, no one here can stop him.

When he was about to approach, Steward Yang obviously quickened his pace, and when he came to Yang Dazhu's stall, he saw that Yang Dazhu's stall was empty, and the original iron rod was no longer visible, and his face immediately sank.

"Yang Dazhu, where is the iron rod agreed upon by our Yang family, why don't you hand it over quickly?" The mission given to him by the Yang family is to keep an eye on Yang Dazhu, watch the black iron rod, and wait for the eldest young master to come back from the imperial capital to solve it.

Seeing that there was still more than a day left, the eldest young master came back, but Yang Dazhu's iron rod was missing, and Steward Yang suddenly became angry.

He didn't do such a trivial thing well, and when his eldest young master came back, it was conceivable that the punishment he received would definitely not be light, and he would even lose his current position as a housekeeper.

"Sold. Yang Dazhu said angrily, for the Yang housekeeper in front of him, who often troubled him, if it weren't for the Yang family forces behind the taboo Yang housekeeper, he would have cleaned up this villain a long time ago.

"Sold?" Steward Yang shouted at a sharp voice, "You are looking for death, you actually dare to sell the things that the eldest young master values, tell me quickly, who did the things sell to, is it him." ”

Steward Yang looked at Long Zun on the side and stretched out his finger to point at Long Zun.

"Our family's family heirloom, I don't need your Yang family to sell it to. "Yang Dazhu didn't want the matter to involve Long Zun.

"Fart, what is favored by the eldest young master of our family is our Yang family, what is your family heirloom, hurry up, who did the thing sell to, if the iron rod is gone, I want your dog's life." Steward Yang roared anxiously, and when he saw that Yang Dazhu's iron rod was gone, his eyes turned red.

"I said, the iron rod has been sold, if you want it, now hurry in that direction, maybe you can catch up with the man who bought the iron bar. Yang Dazhu pointed in a random direction.

"Damn, follow me, you can't let anyone take that iron rod away. Steward Yang instructed the servant he brought, and then said respectfully to the middle-aged man who came with him, "Second uncle and grandfather, I still need you to take action to stop the person who bought the iron rod." ”

The second uncle and grandfather ignored Steward Yang, but kept looking at the spear in Long Zun's hand, and suddenly said, "Boy, do you sell the spear in your hand?"

"Not for sale. Long Zun refused directly without thinking about it.

A cultivator of the warrior realm, although he has a bit of vision, wants to buy the spirit treasure he has just arrived, it is a fool's dream.

"Second uncle and grandfather, when is it, you still want to buy this kind of broken gun, as long as you can get that iron rod back, I will get you as many such spears as you want. "Steward Yang is about to get into the room in a hurry.

There were so many people in the bazaar, it was difficult for a few of them to find the person who bought the iron rod, if it weren't for the fact that it was easier for a cultivator like the second uncle and grandfather to find the person who bought the iron rod, he would have taken someone to find it, and he would have stayed here to talk nonsense.

The second uncle and grandfather picked up Steward Yang, who was blocking the front, looked carefully around the spear in Long Zun's hand, and finally said: "I like this spear very much, make a price, I won't let you suffer." ”

"You can't afford it. Long Zun said.

Not long ago, at the auction, a Qingfeng sword required more than 70,000 aura pills, and now the spear in his hand is only stronger than the Qingfeng sword at the auction, and the price will never be lower than 70,000 aura pills.

The second uncle and grandfather in front of him are just cultivators of the warrior realm, and if he is sold, I am afraid that he will not be able to take out 70,000 spiritual qi pills.

"Haha, and the price I can't afford?" the second uncle and grandfather smiled disdainfully, "Twenty taels of gold to buy your spear, and twenty taels of gold is enough for you to buy a lot of spears." ”

Hearing that the second uncle and grandfather opened their mouths to be twenty taels of gold, Yang Dazhu and Wu Huozi on the side secretly pursed their lips, and said in their hearts, people used one hundred taels of gold to buy a gun handle.

"Gold and jade have a price, but they can't afford to buy this spear of mine. Long Zun gently stroked the barrel of the gun with his hand, as if he was caressing this peerless treasure.

"Boy, twenty taels of gold can buy a bunch of spears like you, and now you should be content to earn twenty taels of gold for nothing. Steward Yang on the side said.

Although he didn't know why the second uncle and grandfather had to buy the spear in the young man's hand, he knew that if the second uncle and grandfather didn't buy the spear, I am afraid that they would not go back to him to find the iron rod that Yang Dazhu sold.

Long Zun glanced at the Yang steward in front of him, "A spear that is exactly the same as the spear in my hand, twenty taels of gold each, I want as much as you want." ”

"You make a price, there is nothing in Heluo Country that I can't afford. The second uncle and grandfather said that he could feel the extraordinaryness of this spear, and it was worth it to spend some gold to buy it.

Not long ago, he was fortunate enough to go to the Golden Dragon Kingdom to participate in an auction, that scene was the real big scene, the shots were all aura pills, such mundane things as gold may be precious treasures to ordinary people, but for cultivators, they are completely unsightly.

(End of chapter)