As Zhao Shenbi controlled the wind and thunder Xuanzhou, it swept by like a black electric light, setting off a whistling wind, and in an instant, under the guidance of Dong Hu, he came to the outside of Baxiu Pavilion.

Along the way, it can be said that he is galloping and acting in a high-profile manner, especially the appearance of this spiritual artifact flying boat, which naturally set off a monstrous wave in this Fang City, causing all the monks who come and go to talk about it, speculating that it is the descendant disciple of a certain ancestor in a big sect who came to this small Fang City to be powerful.

However, Zhao Shenbi's actions were not on a whim, but targeted.

Previously, he concealed his whereabouts and covered his face, in order not to let the people in the sect know, after all, this Xuanwu Taz is a big matter, if it leaks the news, I am afraid that there will be a lot of trouble, and disguised as an ordinary monk in the middle of the Kaifu Dynasty, he will not attract any attention on the way, so it is naturally very safe.

However, when I arrived in Fang City, what I was going to at the moment was the number one of the leading shops in this underwater Dragon Palace, if I still looked like an ordinary poor sour person before, I am afraid that no one would be taken into account at all.

Zhao Shenbi's more than 100,000 years of cultivation experience is naturally well versed in the depths.

At this moment, after the wind and thunder Xuanzhou stopped in front of the huge attic that was stacked and rising from the ground in Baxiu Pavilion, it suddenly set off a gust of wind and thunder whistling, exuding a powerful spiritual pressure, which attracted the shopkeeper in the shop to look over immediately, and a few clever maids and maids with good looks hurriedly trotted all the way with flattery on their faces.

Zhao Shenbi stepped out in one step, and after slowly putting away the wind and thunder Xuanzhou, he immediately ordered Dong Hu, who was shocked and like a ghost, to wait here, and strode towards the store with grace under the gaze that surged like a tide from all directions.

On the first floor of this shop, the shopkeeper who is responsible for managing the sale of spiritual weapons is an old man who looks about the age of a sixtieth birthday, wearing a goose yellow coat with three golden characters of "Baxiu Pavilion".

It exuded a sense of cultivation in the late stage of the Kaifu realm, and at this moment, although he only showed the cultivation of the middle stage of the Kaifu realm, Zhao Shenbi did not dare to have any support.

Especially after seeing that what Zhao Shenbi was driving turned out to be a low-grade flying spirit weapon, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils, waved his hand and retreated from the small house, walked out in person, and saluted Zhao Shenbi with a fist: "I don't know your surname? ”

At this moment, Zhao Shenbi looked like a secular scholar, and he was holding a magic weapon treasure fan in his hand from nowhere, shaking the fan lightly at the moment, and smiling slightly: "Your surname is Zhao." ”

After Jiang Cheng pondered for a moment, he hurriedly asked, "It turned out to be Zhao Daoyou, dare to ask Daoyou to come to my Baxiu Pavilion, what kind of magic weapon do you want to buy?"

Zhao Shenbi gently folded the treasure fan, "Here, it's not to buy magic weapons, but to have some rare treasures on hand, dare to ask if your pavilion is willing to take over?"

When Jiang Cheng heard this, the corners of his eyes jumped, and he hurriedly looked at Zhao Shenbi carefully, and said suspiciously: "My Baxiu Pavilion naturally has a business of collecting magic weapons, but after all, it is not a pawnshop, if the number is too small, or the grade is too low, it is ......."

Zhao Shenbi naturally understood, and immediately with a flash of light in his hand, he took out an umbrella-shaped treasure that was as verdant as a lotus leaf, flashed in front of Jiang Cheng's eyes, and then re-entered the space ring.

Jiang Cheng, as the shopkeeper on the first floor of this Baxiu Pavilion, naturally still has good eyesight, even if it is only in an instant, it is enough for him to observe the treasure clearly, even if his face changes wildly, his heart is even more shocked, and he said in disbelief: "This ...... This...... Do you really want to sell this?"

Although from the wind and thunder boat, he took a peek at the leopard, which can be seen, and he has raised the identity and financial resources of this young man as much as possible, but what he never expected is that this young man who is not amazing will casually take out a low-grade spiritual weapon, and it is also a rare defensive spiritual weapon!

Zhao Shenbi nodded slightly, with a smile on his face, "Naturally, it is serious, and the things in my hands are far more than that." However, Jiang Daoyou arranged for me to wait for the two of us to discuss at this door?"

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng came back to his senses from shock, took a deep breath, and smiled with a smile on his face: "Zhao Daoyou is not strange, it is the old man who is rude, so I will invite Daoyou to go to the fourth floor, and I will have the leading treasure connoisseur in my Baxiu Pavilion to receive Daoyou." ”

Under Jiang Cheng's orders, two thirteen or fourteen-year-old delicate cardamom girls immediately led Zhao Shenbi up the stairs with a look of surprise.

The two girls are at the beginning of their figures, but their eyebrows are full of amorous feelings, with the slender waist and round buttocks gently swinging, they continue to cast extremely charming eyes at Zhao Shenbi.

However, Zhao Shenbi was completely unmoved, and even sighed with pity in his heart.

These mortal women, who do not have any cultivation qualifications themselves, are mostly displaced or have their parents died, and are helpless, captured by monks, and brought into the realm of cultivation.

Although it can be pure and permanent, its longevity has increased greatly, and it has seen the scenery on the mountain, but it can only be at the bottom of the foot of the mountain for life, and there is no future at all.

Although there is some mercy, Zhao Shenbi is impossible, and will never be the kind person, to take these two women into the room.

With the gradual login into the high-rise building, the quality of the magic weapons placed in this Baxiu Pavilion is also becoming more and more high-level, starting from the first floor is all low-grade magic weapons, and gradually becoming a variety of medium-grade magic weapons in the second floor, and the third layer of high-grade magic weapons with good quality, dazzling, each with its own merits, exuding dazzling colors, Zhao Shenbi is full of interest, endless aftertaste.

With a burst of rich aura blowing in his face, the vision changed suddenly, from the antique carved beams and paintings before, to the brilliant stone piles and jade buildings in an instant, Zhao Shenbi came to the fourth floor of this Baxiu Pavilion.

The space on the fourth floor is not large, and the items placed and sold are only a few dozen, but each of them exudes a compelling aura like a substance, such as a dark yellow three-inch small sword, on the sword body, there is a dragon cruising on the sword, the sand and dust are rolling, and for example, the whole body is pitch black, and the exquisite small tower with yin qi entwined, from which there are bursts of evil ghost roars, which makes people tremble.

Without exception, they were all good spiritual weapons, and there were even three or four medium-grade spiritual weapons.

However, a spiritual weapon of this grade naturally couldn't enter the eyes of Zhao Shenbi, who was a heaven-level forger, and he just browsed it casually at the moment, purely as a distraction.

At the moment, under the resentful gaze of the two maidservants, Zhao Shenbi was arranged on a window seat, when there was even a cup of spiritual tea that exuded a refreshing aroma, it was handed to Zhao Shenbi from the other maidservant's hand, and he spoke respectfully, asking Zhao Shenbi to wait for a while.

It turned out that in the fourth floor, in addition to Zhao Shenbi, there were two other monks, a man and a woman, who were arguing with the treasure connoisseur who was wearing a white robe with a childish face and crane hair, and was obviously sitting in the Baxiu Pavilion, which caused Zhao Shenbi to look sideways.

I saw that the young man was wearing a pale pink wide robe, which was a medium-grade magic weapon of not low grade, and the whole body was even more jeweled, and a variety of magic weapons were like accessories, hanging all over the body, reflecting a dazzling spiritual light, like a rich man who became rich overnight in the world, which made people feel funny and abnormal.

However, this young man is extremely domineering at the moment, although he is only in the realm of the late stage of the opening of the mansion, facing the treasure connoisseur who is already the early stage of the Far Journey Realm, he is also extremely arrogant, and his words are extremely arrogant, and he has a posture of no one in his eyes.

And the woman beside him was leaning weakly and bonelessly beside the man, clinging tightly to his arms, her eyes flashing like silk, and constantly rubbing her full breasts against his chest, intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhao Shenbi suddenly felt speechless for a while, and even the spiritual tea in his hand became a little tasteless, and he immediately smacked lightly, closed his eyes and recuperated.

The sound of this smack was not loud, but in the ears of the monk with keen five senses, it was clearly audible and delicate.

This pink-robed young man was already angry, and he had nowhere to vent, so he turned around directly at the moment, with an angry look on his face, especially after seeing that Zhao Shenbi was only cultivating in the middle of the opening of the mansion, he was even more disdainful, and immediately said arrogantly: "Dog mongrel, what's the matter? I have an opinion on the uncle? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu beat you to death?"

Zhao Shenbi sighed secretly in his heart, and the power of the flesh on his arm couldn't help but flow like water waves.

In his previous life, he was most disgusted with this kind of moth-like child, relying on one or two ancestors in the family, who were all over the world, so he acted recklessly, bullied men and women, and had no taboos, which could be called the moths of the sect.

And when he was the master of the hall, he used cruel means many times to kill many such maggots in the Wheel Palace, which were like maggots on tarsal bones, and at the moment he evoked a trace of distant memories, and there was a faint killing intent in his eyes.

Seeing that Zhao Shenbi didn't reply, the pink-robed young man was even more arrogant: "Remember Lao Tzu's name, the uncle is Lin Changshan, the young sect of Bibo Pavilion, and my father Lin Zhan is a real person in my sect's Manifestation Realm, if you know each other, quickly kneel down and kowtow to me three times, get out of here!"

Zhao Shenbi sneered, and immediately stood up, his white clothes vibrating, "Bibo Pavilion, I'm sorry, I really haven't heard of such a third-rate waste sect." And what are you?"

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