After getting this thing, Tuanyun Zhenren said: "Wuji Zhenren, this seat came this time, although it lost tens of thousands of lower-grade spirit stones, but it is not worth the trip to redeem the magic weapon of the Zhen Sect of this sect, so I will leave here, and there will be a period in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, he bowed his hand and walked down the mountain with the jade flute.

"It's good to say that the two Taoist friends go slowly" Mo Wentian laughed loudly, and commanded loudly: "Elder Night, send two real people from the Kunyun faction out of the mountain for this seat"

"It's the senior brother in charge" Ye Wuying, who was waiting a few feet away, immediately greeted him, walked forward quickly, and led Tuanyun Zhenren and the other two down the mountain.

After the two of them left, Chijin Zhenren sighed and said: "It's okay to admit this seat this time, but Wuji Zhenren, this account Jindingmen is in my heart, and there will be a return in the future."

As soon as his words fell, he took out two Tsukidans from the treasure bag on his waist, glanced at them with a regretful expression, and finally threw the two Tsukidans over with a gritted tooth, and said in a deep voice: "Wuji Zhenren, this seat doesn't want to bargain with you, get these two Tsukidans, and the one-legged gold man of this door should also return them."

"That's natural" Mo Wentian waved his sleeves and took the two Zhuji Dan in his hand, put them in the Nabao bag, and took out the magic weapon of the Golden Ding Gate, the one-legged golden man, and threw it over with a roll of long sleeves.

The one-legged golden man weighed a thousand catties, but at this time it was fluttering like a piece of paper flying in the air, the red gold real person reached out to catch the golden man's single foot, and the other hand gently stroked it, sighed and said: "Wuji real person, I think you also know that although this one-legged real person is far more powerful than ordinary medium-grade magic weapons, but its value is not as good as the purple gold sword and two Zhuji Dan, if it is not because this thing is the inheritance magic weapon of the ancestors of this sect, this seat will not be as you wish." ”

Mo Wentian Ha Da Lang smiled and said: "Chijin Daoyou, if you don't want to put this seat to death, this seat is naturally willing to make a friend, turn the war into a jade silk, a purple gold sword is enough, then the two Zhuji Dan will not be wanted." ”

"You ......" Chijin Zhenren's face kept changing, swelling red for a while, and turning cyan for a while, and I didn't know if Lu Dao was angry or remorseful, so he said after a long time: "Wuji Zhenren, count it as your good means, don't let go of the apprentice of this seat soon."

Mo Wentian smiled and nodded, his hand pinching method was removed, and the golden tree vine that bound Jin Tang Zhenren suddenly burrowed into the ground and disappeared without a trace, Chijin Zhenren walked forward quickly, stretched out his hand and kneaded it on Jin Tang Zhenren's body a few times, and couldn't help frowning.

Mo Wentian said with a smile: "Chijin Daoyou, don't worry, although most of the whole body is shattered, but after taking the fourth-order healing elixir, you can recover after three months of cultivation." ”

Chijin Zhenren snorted coldly, took out a spirit pill from Nabao's bag, stuffed it into the mouth of the Jintang Zhenren, and used mana to heal him.

Mo Wentian no longer paid attention to him, turned his head to the head of Yanziwu, Jin Peng Zhenren, and said: "Jinpeng Daoyou, that medium-grade magic weapon tiger whisker dust, do you plan to redeem it?" I don't know what to do? ”

Jinpeng Zhenren pondered for a long time, and said with an ugly expression: "Is the tiger whisker dust of this gate redeemed?" But it depends on whether Wuji Zhenren is sincere? If the price is right, we will redeem it. ”

Mo Wentian said in a good time: "Jinpeng Daoyou wants to redeem the tiger whiskers and dust, and this seat doesn't want to embarrass you too much, just 80,000 pieces of spirit stones."

"Eighty thousand lower-grade spirit stones?" Jin Peng Zhenren's brows furrowed, and he said unhappily: "The phantom beast god of the Kunyun Sect is a few points better than the tiger whisker of this sect in terms of power, and only 70,000 lower-grade spirit stones, the head of the Mo sect is really asking for a sky-high price."

Mo Wentian said with a smile: "If this seat doesn't happen to break through the realm, and there are some other chances, I'm afraid it will fall into the hands of Daoyou, and the price of the spirit stone will naturally be different." ”

Jin Peng Zhenren's face was a little ugly, thinking that although the tiger whisker dust is not the magic weapon of the sect, but it is also the top three magic weapons, and it is also a magic weapon worth 100,000 lower grade spirit stones in the cultivation market, if you don't get this thing back today, I am afraid it will be difficult to explain to a few elders after returning to the sect, Swallow Dock is not comparable to the Jinding Sect and the Kunyun Sect, and the power of the Elders is even above the head, no matter what the price is paid, the Tiger Whisker Dust is bound to win, otherwise it will affect his position as the head of Swallow Dock.

Speaking of this thought, he patted the treasure bag on his waist, and a blue sword flew out of it, and in an instant, the humidity in the air increased greatly, and it seemed to condense into water droplets, and the sword was still in the air, shining like an autumn water, and the blade of the sword flashed with a cold light. …,

Mo Wentian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in a happy tone: "What a water-attribute mid-grade magic weapon sword, the quality is not under the Chiyan Sword and the Xuanbing Sword."

Jinpeng Zhenren said in a deep voice: "Wuji Zhenren, this sword is called the Water Covered Sword, which not only has the power to cut off the river in the air, but also can manipulate a small area of heavy rain, which can be described as amazingly powerful, far above the sword of ordinary medium-grade magic weapons, this seat uses this sword in exchange for the tiger whiskers of this door, I don't know what the real person wants?" ”

"Although the Water Covered Sword is a good medium-grade magic weapon, after all, only cultivators who cultivate water-attribute exercises can use it, and its value will not exceed 60,000 lower-grade spirit stones." Speaking of this, Mo Wentian continued: "But this throne just happens to be useful, Jinpeng Daoyou, this seat agrees to this deal"

When his words fell, the Jinpeng real person sighed, and with a slight wave of his right hand, the water-covered sword that stood quietly in mid-air floated straight over, Mo Wentian waved his sleeves in front of him, checked it with his divine sense, and then put it away, and took out the tiger whisker dust from the treasure bag and threw it to the Jinpeng real person, and cast a spell to release the shackles of the cloud chasing real person.

Jinpeng Zhenren snorted coldly, and after putting away the tiger whiskers, he stepped forward with a blue face, helped the cloud chasing Zhenren up, and took out a healing elixir and stuffed it into his mouth.

Jin Ding Men and Yan Ziwu came to Wuji Gate this time, originally planned to use mana to deter Wuji Zhenren and forcibly seize the lost sect magic weapon, but unexpectedly ended up with such a result, several people naturally did not want to stay in Wuji Gate for a long time, Chijin Zhenren said: "Wuji Zhenren, your mana is unfathomable, and the means are good, this seat and Jinpeng Zhenren can't help you this time, but there will be a time to meet in the future, there will be a time to say at that time, we will have a period later"

Speaking of this, he flicked his long sleeves angrily, led Jin Peng Zhenren and the other three, turned around and left down the mountain.

Mo Wentian Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled, and said loudly behind them: "A few Taoist friends walk slowly, and this seat will not be sent"

At this time, the sun was already setting in the west, and the sun was slanting on the thick soil peak, and a golden glow ......,