Many people gathered in front of the stall of this third-generation disciple, but no one bought his method of making the charm.

"His spell-making technique is fake, if it's true, hasn't someone bought it early?"

These three generations of disciples actually wanted to exchange for exercises that could be cultivated.

Even in the Hundred Herb Pavilion, the cultivation method was by no means accessible to ordinary disciples.

Only elders like Mo Yun may have exercises and the like, but if you want to get the cultivation exercises from the elders, you have to make great contributions.

Lin Xiaoyi was also given the practice method because he guarded the dipterocarp camphor.

"This senior brother, can you take a step to speak?"

The third-generation disciple glanced at Lin Xiaoyi and said, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"Let's take a step and speak."

This third-generation disciple had no choice but to come to a place with few people with Lin Xiaoyi.

"What are you going to do?"

Lin Xiaoyi said: "Senior brother, can you sell me your spell-making technique?" ”

"Do you have exercises?"

This third-generation disciple really didn't expect that Lin Xiaoyi actually had the exercises on his body.

Lin Xiaoyi said: "Senior brother said that I laughed, I am only a third-generation disciple, where did I get the exercises, but I can exchange the pill with you." ”

"Huh?"

This is not something that this three-generation disciple has considered.

His spell-making technique was to exchange it for a technique that would allow him to cultivate to a higher level.

It's just that it's not that easy to get.

"I'm not interested."

After the third-generation disciple finished speaking, he turned around to leave.

Lin Xiaoyi said: "The exercises are only available in the hands of a generation of disciples like the elders, even if your spell making technique is real, do you think the elders will waste time on spell making?" ”

This is true, this Hundred Grass Pavilion is not a sect made of spells.

All the elders had time refining the elixir, but no one was interested in making spells.

Lin Xiaoyi continued: "In this way, your spell making technique can't be exchanged for the exercises you need, and your time can't always wait, right?" ”

These words made this third-generation disciple suddenly hesitate.

"Senior brother, you can think about it, if no elder in this life takes a fancy to your spell-making technique, will it be difficult, you will have to wait for a lifetime?"

Lin Xiaoyi is following the temptation, but he has taken a fancy to this spell-making technique.

The Appreciation of All Things does not deceive people, so this spell-making technique is real.

These three generations of disciples actually have this kind of thing, and this Houshan assembly is really an endless stream of treasures.

"How much are you going to trade it for?"

Lin Xiaoyi said: "I have two level 2 pills and two level 1 pills here, as long as the senior brother uses them properly, I will definitely be able to exchange them for what you need." ”

"Two Rank 2 pills."

This third-generation disciple was also thinking about it, after all, his spell-making technique was also similar to a secret technique.

If you really want to exchange it, there are more than two level 2 pills.

Lin Xiaoyi said: "Senior brother, this is Baicao Pavilion, a sect that refines pills, the price of your thing must be more than the price I gave, but it is a sect that is refining talismans." ”

Although the art of making this spell is exquisite, it must also be in the corresponding place.

This Hundred Herb Pavilion is a sect that refines pills, and no one will be interested in making talismans.

"Okay, just do as you say!"

These three generations of disciples handed over their spell making skills to Lin Xiaoyi, and Lin Xiaoyi handed over the elixir in his pocket to this three generations of disciples.

After Lin Xiaoyi got the spell making, he was ready to return to Ziliu Mountain.

However, at this moment, he was suddenly stopped.

"You bought the spell-making technique?"

Lin Xiaoyi was wearing a mask and his brows were furrowed, this was not a kind gesture.

"Senior brother, I don't know what is wrong with you?"

This man in green clothes looks very handsome, but what he does is not so eye-catching.

"Senior brother, I need that spell-making technique, I don't know if I can cut my love?"

Lin Xiaoyi could see that this was a second-generation disciple, but Lin Xiaoyi didn't plan to hand over this spell-making technique.

Lin Xiaoyi said: "Senior brother, I don't have this plan yet, I'm sorry." ”

"What kind of attitude do you have!"

The disciple behind the man in Tsing Yi was a little displeased, and immediately accused Lin Xiaoyi.

"You can see clearly, this is Senior Brother Wang Yue of the Battle Hall!"

It turned out to be someone from the Battle Hall!

The man in Tsing Yi said: "Senior brother, I won't let you suffer in vain, I'll exchange things with you." ”

"These are 3 second-level pills, which are the art of making spells in your hands, how about it?"

This is already more than the pill that Lin Xiaoyi paid before, but Lin Xiaoyi still didn't agree.

"Senior brother, I also have this thing useful, and please don't block my way anymore."

After Lin Xiaoyi finished speaking, he was about to leave the back mountain, but the man in Tsing Yi had no intention of letting him go.

"Senior brother is planning to rob it?"

Wang Yue showed a smile on her face and said, "Don't say it so ugly, you just want to exchange with your junior brother." ”

"What if I don't change it?"

Wang Yue's smile disappeared, and she said coldly: "You can try it and you'll know." ”

Lin Xiaoyi saw that this posture would not leave so easily today, but if he wanted to suppress him as a battle hall, it would not work.

"Senior brother, if I leave today, you won't be able to stop me."

Wang Yue sneered: "Oh? ”

The Zhantang disciples around Wang Yue all laughed, as if this was the biggest joke they had ever heard.

However, after Lin Xiaoyi took out a token, these people all shut up.

"Uncle Mo's token?"

This token has a big Mo character written on it, which represents Mo Yun.

"Senior Brother Wang, can I go?"

Wang Yuetie blushed and said, "Senior brother can go, senior brother has offended a lot, please forgive me." ”

"Senior brother is serious."

Lin Xiaoyi left the back mountain under the gaze of the disciples in the battle hall.

"Senior Brother Wang, how can a third-generation disciple of him have the token of Senior Uncle Mo Yun?"

This token cannot be imitated, which means that the token is genuine Mo Yun's token.

A cold light flashed in Wang Yue's eyes, and he said, "How do I know, but I really think that with Uncle Mo Yun's token, I can ride on my Wang Yue's head?" ”

"Let's go!"

As a disciple of the Battle Hall, this Wang Yue naturally has his ability.

However, Lin Xiaoyi refuted his face and made Wang Yue make a fool of himself in front of his junior brother.

Soon, the news spread among the disciples.

Especially those three generations of disciples are very happy, after all, these three generations of disciples are not bullshit in the eyes of those Zhantang disciples.

And Lin Xiaoyi on Ziliu Mountain didn't know that the matter between him and Wang Yue had already been spread.