"The seniors seem to be very happy today. ”

The young and very old elegant monk chuckled at the corners of his mouth, no more, no less, and whispered to the old shopkeeper of the tavern.

It's just that the old shopkeeper of the tavern doesn't treat the young and elegant monk Pang very much, or there are not many monks and things on this continent that are worthy of his treatment.

The old shopkeeper of the tavern lowered his head and no longer looked at the plank above his head, and at the vast sunny sky above it.

In the old days, no matter what the young and elegant monk said, the old shopkeeper would only take it as a deaf ear, and he would not pay attention to it.

But after all, today was a rare anomaly, so the old shopkeeper glanced at the young elegant monk more.

But this seemed to be a low-level glance, but it made the young and elegant monk with a face that had bent the corners of his mouth lightly ecstatic.

The Graceful Monk had almost forgotten the last time he had such a mood swing, perhaps the day he had stepped onto the threshold of the mountaintop with his feet together many years ago, or the day he could never forget the way he was today.

I don't know if it's because of the habit of sleeping soundly or just like this, the old shopkeeper's voice is like his own, a little slow, like a real old man in the twilight.

"Chu Sheng, Chu Sheng, the name is appropriate. ”

The young and elegant monk was like a lightning strike in an instant, and he was stunned.

Niu Kui, who has been with him for nearly two hundred years, only knows to call him Lao Kong, and Kong Chusheng is his name.

The higher the cultivation, the more concerned about their original name, and the more ordinary people show their own title, just like almost few monks know that the original name of the overlord of mountains and rivers is Niu Kui, which is designed to a certain university that only the monks of the mountain peak realm who stand high and look far away know.

Kong Chusheng, an elegant monk with a young face, except for the stunned breaths when the old shopkeeper called out his original name, the smile on his face became more and more brilliant, and he said in his heart that he was ecstatic.

Xuansheng Xuansheng! There is only the kind of heavenly means of the Xuansheng realm, going back in time, and seeing some things that even the Xuandi Triple Heaven Cultivator can't see, just like some of his Kong Chusheng's inheritance methods can get a glimpse of Niu Kui.

It's just that his Kong Chusheng's methods are just tricks with the help of some loopholes, and those powerful cultivators with high cultivation rely on themselves.

Aren't the two comparable?

"Senior ......"

Without waiting for Kong Chusheng to continue speaking, the old shopkeeper of the tavern turned his head to look at Niu Kui, who had no wine in the cup and the wine cup was exhausted, and smiled for the first time.

Stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, the person in front of him has been giving away the spirit stone for more than ten years, although he has not suffered a loss, he feels that he has suffered a big loss, but it is also a happy person.

The love of money has nothing to do with the amount of money in one's pocket, and the level of one's own cultivation.

"Boy, is this horse urine tired of drinking for a long time, do you want to change a glass of old man's treasured wine?"

Niu Kui almost came out of his mouth and didn't bring it to Lao Tzu quickly, or it turned out that you also knew that it was horse urine and something like that, but these words stopped in time at the corner of his mouth, after all, his friend Lao Kong, who is not a friend, may not be the power of Emperor Xuan's triple heaven in his mind, but he is not screaming from a senior.

What's the matter, if all martial arts cultivators are reckless, they can't make a single head.

After a little imagination, Niu Kui was full of sorrow, crying and mourning, and asked in a frustrated speech: "Many, how many spirit stones?"

One or two spirit stones are naturally nothing to him, a strong monk in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Martial Emperor of the Six Realms, but day after day, day after day, year after year, digging spirit stones every day, Rao is a little unbearable for him, the Martial Emperor of the Six Realms.

Whose spirit stone is not blown by the wind, and he Niu Kui belongs to the kind of Six Realms Martial Emperor who has no sect behind him, no family in front of him, and is short of money in his pocket, to put it mildly, every spirit stone he spent on Niu Kui was earned by hard work, as for how to earn, whether it was some blind chaotic monks who took the initiative to find death, sent money to the door, or what method was left to the side, regardless for the time being.

The old shopkeeper smiled more and more, he was not short of spirit stones, but the person he was unwilling and had to be willing to come, and he would only be very short of money for a long time to come.

So he had to earn this money that he didn't plan to earn, no matter how small the mosquito was, it was not meat.

Therefore, the old shopkeeper looked at Niu Kui's eyes, which was both regretful and pity.

"No more, no less. The old tavern keeper raised his arm, stretched out one of his index fingers slightly, and stood in front of the cow crow.

Seeing this, Niu Kui sighed slightly in his heart, fortunately, it's okay, it's just ten, and the "horse urine" that has been drunk for more than ten years is not that he hasn't paid the sky-high price of ten spirit stones and a glass of wine.

It's just that before Niu Kui took out the spirit stone, the old shopkeeper of the tavern seemed to have already known that he Niu Kui was thinking in his chest, and shook his head with a bright smile.

Niu Kui gritted his teeth, a hundred is a hundred, and sure enough, the sober old shopkeeper is not as good as the unsober.

As soon as he had a thought, the old shopkeeper, who was only a few steps away, continued to shake his head.

This time Rao is bull Kui can't sit in peace, he stood suddenly, looked at the old shopkeeper with a suspicious face, and whispered: "One, a thousand spirit stones?"

He Niu Kui, the overlord of mountains and rivers, is also one of the few existences in this Dongzhou, and the mountaintop immortal brew that crowns the land of one state and one domain has not been tried, but the most expensive and sky-high price will not exceed a hundred spirit stones, and they are all unique in the kind of continent, and there is one less sip to drink.

"Hmph, old wine, I'm afraid you didn't wake up today! Or is it really my old cow who is wronged, a thousand spirit stones, why don't you say ten thousand spirit stones!"

The old shopkeeper of the tavern was not angry, but his face was slightly surprised, and he said softly: "I didn't expect to meet a smart one, not bad." ”

Niu Kui slapped the small wooden table made of simple wooden boards, and he had always thought that the old shopkeeper who was sleeping soundly was not sleeping, but now he found that the old shopkeeper who was awake was not awake at all.

Not to mention 10,000 spirit stones, it is almost him, the Martial Emperor of the Six Realms, who has hollowed out his family and may not be able to come out, just those famous and surnamed clan-name mountains, and how many of them can dare to say that they can take it casually, ten thousand spirit stones can be described as millions of purple crystals, to put it mildly, it can crush the three realms.

"Boy, don't be ignorant, you're too expensive, I still feel like I'm at a loss!"