Chapter 827: Thirsty for Talent
This stall owner was afraid that Chen Fan would regret it, and the quality of the spirit stone in front of him was much better than he imagined.
He now has the strength of the early stage of transforming into a god, and if he absorbs these spirit stones, I believe that he will soon be able to enter the next realm.
Thinking of this, the stall owner's heart is on fire.
"I didn't expect this fruit to be able to exchange for such a good treasure, it really made a lot of money!"
Chen Fan didn't care, there were still many top-grade spirit stones in his storage space, and he didn't care very much about these things outside his body.
At the moment, these top-grade spirit stones are of no use to him at all.
After coming to the realm of true immortals, the spirit stones of this world could no longer achieve the role of promotion for him. If Chen Fan wanted to improve the quality of the spiritual power in his body, he could only transform it into immortal qi.
Seeing that the other party threw down this fiery red fruit and left with the whole person in a smoke, Chen Fan also shook his head helplessly.
The vision of the two sides is different, so naturally the eyes of this pile of top-grade spirit stones are different.
After receiving the fiery red fruit into the jade, Chen Fan walked towards the next two treasures.
The second stall owner was selling a fiery red herb, and just like the stall owner just now, when he saw the best spirit stone with such a high concentration, the whole person was also very out of shape.
After all, it was the first time I saw such a high-quality spirit stone, and I was afraid that the other party would regret it. After hurriedly trading, he also hurriedly left the trading floor.
Chen Fan had already pocketed the two treasures, and now his eyes were locked on the last good thing, which was a fiery red gourd.
Because the fire attribute spiritual power is very strong, the color of these treasures is fire red throughout.
In front of the gourd, after the other party offered the price, Chen Fan also promised him to take out the best spirit stone.
The expressions of the three Han people are the same, as if they have been copied from their bones. But at this moment, things that don't have long eyes began to be snatched.
A man in a fiery red robe walked up to the gourd, shook the folding fan in his hand, and then said in a relaxed tone.
"This fiery red gourd is quite good, if you take it back and fill it with pills, it will definitely have a better effect, Young Master Ben wants it." ”
His posture as if no one was beside him aroused the disgust of Chen Fan and the stall owner at the same time.
The stall owner was reluctant to smile, he looked at the man in the fiery red robe in front of him with cold eyes, and said coldly.
"This fiery red gourd has been photographed by the black-clothed Daoist, if you want to trade, look for him. ”
After saying this, he got the hard-won top-grade spirit stone. And took the fiery red gourd into Chen Fan's hand, and the whole person turned around and left the trading hall.
Chen Fan played with the small fiery red gourd in his hand, and looked at the man in front of him with his eyes, revealing a cold smile.
"I'm sorry, I don't have the idea of selling this fiery red gourd, you can leave. ”
When had the man suffered such a big loss? His eyes suddenly became fierce.
"Do you know who I am? I advise you to give me the gourd now. Otherwise, when you leave the trading floor, no one in the Fire King Temple will be able to protect you!"
Those who know Chen Fan know that he is a character who eats soft but not hard. After being threatened by this unknown guy now, the smile on his face became colder and colder.
"Get out of front of me, don't force me to make a move!"
After saying this, the momentum of the whole person pressed towards the other party.
The man in the fiery red robe was just a monk in the blooming realm, and after being crushed by a strong man in the true immortal realm with momentum, the whole person suddenly fell into an illusion.
Chen Fan used his own killing sword intent, and he planted a killing seed in the other party's mind.
The man in the fiery red robe roared wildly in all directions, as if countless zombies were stretching out their hands to him at the same time, and the zenith was full of flying ghosts. And beneath his feet, the ground was covered with white broken bones.
He has been pampered since he was a child, and when he saw such a terrifying scene, he let out a frightened scream on the spot.
On the trading floor, there are staff in every place to ensure safety.
At the moment, I saw a customer in a fiery red robe, who was acting like something wrong, and the staff in charge of the area quickly rushed over.
"What happened?"
The staff saw a black-clothed swordsman standing next to him, and he immediately asked Chen Fan.
Chen Fan put on a rather innocent look, he shrugged his shoulders, and then said in a brisk tone.
"I just passed by here, this guy is yelling next to me for no reason, you pull him out quickly. ”
After the staff heard this, they saw the fiery red man in front of him like a madman, and he sighed helplessly in his heart.
Although it is said that there are everyone here, but when he encounters such a madman, he is also quite helpless in his heart.
Directly grabbed the other party's collar, and the whole person left here with him.
The sneer on Chen Fan's face showed again, if such an arrogant man let him go all out, the other party would not have this qualification at all.
Having already got the three treasures he wanted, Chen Fan continued to spin around in the trading hall. It's hard to come across such a good trading market, if you can buy more things yourself, then try to bring some things back to them.
It's just that Chen Fan has already come to the realm of true immortals, and now after looking at these things, he feels that there is no difference from ordinary things.
Although these things are rare in the eyes of ordinary monks. However, the realm of mortals is already high, and he can't look down on these vulgar things.
After a leisurely stroll, Chen Fan came to the exit of the trading hall, ready to leave here and return to the Holy Light World.
The purpose of the trip had been achieved, and he had no reason to stay in this world.
And at the doorway, there were a dozen people standing there.
They were dressed in the uniforms of different sects, and they all had eager expressions on their faces. When they saw the black-clothed swordsman come out, these dozen or so people rushed over like the wind, and gathered Chen Fan in the group.
Chen Fan subconsciously frowned, surrounded by so many strangers, he felt a little unhappy in his heart.
"I don't know what you're looking for me, but I can just say it. ”
After hearing the words of the black-clothed swordsman, the Great Elder of a certain sect said directly.
"Our Immortal Crane Sect is eager to seek talents, and I implore Your Excellency to become a guest of our sect. ”