Chapter 3: Selling Crystals

A mountain-like momentum burst out from the pale face of the cultivator.

Being rushed by this momentum, Ye Huan's heart was cold, and the whole person seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

Watching the cultivator draw his sword, he watched the sword resting on his neck. Ye Huan couldn't move.

Pedestrians coming and going on the street saw a teenager being put on his neck with a long sword by Xincheng's guards, and the unknown pedestrians did not come close to see the excitement, but immediately moved away from Ye Huan.

The Xincheng guards, not to mention the unfathomable strength, the whole person has experienced thousands of battles, and his hands are covered with blood. For pedestrians on the road, the Xincheng guard is a demon who kills people without blinking an eye and does not break the law by killing people. So the moment they saw the Xincheng guards draw their swords, all the pedestrians on the road took the initiative to stay away.

At this time, if the pale-faced cultivator took the opportunity to slaughter Ye Huan, and then took away Ye Huan's cold pith crystal, Ye Huan would not even have a chance to explain.

The pale face of the cultivator did not indiscriminately kill Ye Huan.

While the long sword was resting on Ye Huan's neck, a wonderful wave swept towards Ye Huan.

The moment the fluctuations swept over, Ye Huan's body was cold, and he suddenly felt as if he was wearing no clothes, and he was exposed to the pale cultivator.

Fluctuations come and go fast. After three seconds, the fluctuations disappeared.

At the same time as the fluctuations disappear. The pale cultivator withdrew the long sword that was hanging around Ye Huan's neck.

"What's the deal with the ghost eye on the foot?"

After the pale cultivator withdrew his long sword, the momentum that pressed Ye Huan like a mountain also disappeared.

"I'm afraid I'll scare you out by saying it. Ye Huan said in a low voice.

"Oh, talk about it, and see if it scares me. After Ye Huan finished speaking, the pale cultivator grinned, and instantly became interested.

"I stepped into Luofeng Slope, and I was contaminated with the ominous aura inside, so this ghost eye appeared on my feet. Ye Huan lowered his voice and said to the cultivators beside him in a voice that only two people could hear.

As soon as Ye Huan finished speaking, the pale face of the cultivator instantly changed drastically. He stared at Ye Huan like a dead man, "You hurry up and go home and wait for death, don't come out and hang around." ”

"Nima," Ye Huan said secretly.

"I don't know how much you can pay for my spar?"

"Boy, you're already like this, I'll tell you the truth, although your spar is of the highest grade, although this kind of cold pith spar is hard to find. But if you go to the shops next to you and sell them, they will pay up to 800 yuan a piece for a stone. And sell it to me, and I can buy it for 1,000 yuan. After the pale cultivator finished speaking, he looked at Ye Huan with a calm face, "You can think about it yourself." Seeing that you can only live for half a month at most, for such a pitiful sake, I will add a little more and buy it for 1,100 yuan a stone. ”

"Okay, I'll sell you all my hedrons. Ye Huan said simply.

After speaking, Ye Huan directly handed the tree bag to the pale cultivator.

Taking the tree bag with his right hand, the pale face of the cultivator swept the tree bag with his divine sense.

"There are fifty-eight pieces in it, each of which is 1,100 yuan stones, and a total of 63,800 yuan stones. I'll give you two hundred more, make up a whole number, and give you sixty-four thousand yuan stones, what do you think?"

"Okay, just follow the deal you said. Ye Huan said neatly.

After Ye Huan agreed, the pale cultivator stretched out his left hand, opened his palm, and gently wiped it against the mouth of the tree bag.

I saw that the black ring on the pale-faced cultivator's left index finger flashed with white light, and the spar in the tree bag disappeared in an instant.

After the cold pith spar disappeared, the black ring flashed white again, and a pile of cyan oval spars the size of a ping-pong ball appeared in the tree bag.

After the cyan spar appeared inside the tree bag, the pale cultivator handed the tree bag in front of Ye Huan.

Ye Huan took the tree bag and glanced inside, "This amount is not right, the 64,000 yuan stone that I said just now is less than 100 yuan stone, you are cheating on me." Ye Huan said anxiously.

Ye Huan, who was very anxious in his heart, couldn't control himself, and his voice was a little louder.

It's over, and it's been pitted. Ye Huan said secretly. This person's strength is unfathomable, he is now blacking my spar, what should he do? Do you swallow your anger or fight to the death......

"This is a spirit stone, a spirit stone. The pale cultivator said to Ye Huan angrily, "You little bastard, you don't know the spirit stones." It's here to yell and ruin my reputation. ”

"What is a spirit stone?" Ye Huan said.

"The spirit stone is a higher-level stone than the Yuan stone, and it is also the hard currency of the Heavenly Desolate Continent, and ordinary things can be bought with spirit stones. The pale cultivator explained helplessly to Ye Huan, "One spirit stone is equal to one thousand yuan stones, I just gave you sixty-four spirit stones, I don't believe it, you can pour it out and count it yourself." ”

"Well, don't count. Ye Huan said embarrassedly.

After being embarrassed, Ye Huan cautiously said to the cultivator beside him, "Can I ask you a question?"

"No need to ask, I can't help you solve the ominous qi in your body, and I don't know how to get rid of the ominous qi in your body. ”

"You guessed it wrong, I wasn't trying to ask about that. ”

"Oh," the pale cultivator wondered, "what do you want to ask?"

"I want to ask, do you know where the Five Dragons Creation Pill is sold?"

"Five Dragons Creation Pill?" the pale cultivator said with a blank expression, "What kind of pill is that?" ”

"Okay," although he was prepared in his heart, Ye Huan was still a little lost in his heart when he heard the cultivator beside him say this.

"I've never heard of the pills in your mouth, and I don't know where they are sold. The pale cultivator said seriously, "But you can go to the medicine house in front and ask, maybe the alchemist inside knows about this elixir." ”

"Where's the medicine house?"

"I walked all the way down the street, and when I got to the end, I saw it. ”

"Okay, I'll go ahead and ask. Ye Huan set off and prepared to go forward.

"Boy, can you tell me why you didn't have anything to do after entering that cold pool?" said the pale cultivator with a curious expression.

"It's a secret, don't tell you. ”

"Okay," the pale cultivator smiled helplessly, "then can you go to the cold pool and sell some spars to me before you die?"

"I'm not free now," Ye Huan refused without hesitation, "If I don't die in three months, I'll think about it." "Finished. Ye Huan, who was carrying a tree bag, walked directly along the street.

I still want to live for three months, and if you can live past fifteen days, hell will you...... After Ye Huan left, the pale-faced cultivator stood there and muttered in a low voice.

Carrying a tree bag, he walked along the wide street, and various shops appeared in front of Ye Huan's eyes along the way.

Armory Pavilion, Treasure Building, Rare Beast Room, Changxing Chamber of Commerce......